#sweet home alabama: the anime

[chevs-and-spiders]

[forgottenbones]

Anime was TOO PROGRESSIVE for America??

[imatotallynormalteengirlok]

I love shitposts of my fav shows and stuff. Like, oh, u edited the scene where Ben falls off the monorail, but instead of screaming, it's "ooooohOhOooh" from the start of bad romance? I'm currently pissing myself from laughing.

Oh u added the "I'm rolling w the lgbt" song over a scene of mike being gay?? I'm rewatching that shit 30 times.

Oh u made a sweet home alabama edit of Alison and Luther? Absolutely I'm liking that shit through my tears of laughter.

U made a William Aston × belos animation?? Love that, and I love you 💍marriage now.

[secretwriterpp]

Angel voice

Summary: Pedro Pascal x Reader. Karaoke night with friends.

***this is officially my first fic! I had this story in my mind for so long, I had to write it. I’m not even a good writer and English is my second language, so I’m sorry if it’s a tough read. No beta , I don’t know anyone who could help me with this , any volunteers ? ***

Warnings: RPF. Just friendships. A little flirting. I guess … two idiots falling in love.

For the last few months , you always walked hand in hand with your new bestie Sarah. The friendship was new, but it was intense. You met her on the set of an amazing indie film. She was the main character and you were the supporting one. It was a movie about a love story between two inspiring women. Loving Sarah on screen and in real life was easy, it felt like you knew her your whole life.

Tonight was no different, your hand into hers , you walked on the sidewalk together with some of her closest friends. Oscar and Elvira were walking behind you whispering sweet nothings to each other while Pedro was the leader of the pack , goofing around , pretending to be in an action movie , hiding from imaginary bad guys. The little group of friends kindly accepted you as the new member of their pack as soon as Sarah introduced you to them. Since you just recently moved to NYC, it was great to have people you could count on.

You were lost in your thoughts , feeling the warmth of the summer breeze on your face and bare shoulders. Only hearing the buzzing sounds of the city. You were having a hard time realizing how lucky you were to have them, to be exactly where you wanted to be with your acting career, you felt really emotional at that moment. Maybe it was the fatigue from the long days on set or maybe it was the effect of Sarah’s earlier questionable concoctions she called her special drinks , but you could cry. You were so lost in your own head that you jumped when you heard Elvira joyous exclamation.

- YEEEES! Come on guys! It’s been a hot minute since we humiliated ourselves properly!

You heard Pedro hum a barely perceptible « oh nooooo » while he formed a fake gun with his hand and pretended to shoot himself. You snapped out of your thoughts and looked at what Elvira was so excited about. You were pleased to see that is was a karaoke bar.

Only Sarah knew that you were a good singer. She called you her soft angel when you sang for her on set. Your favorite Pink Floyd songs were the soundtrack of your blooming friendship. Truth is , you tried to succeed as a singer/songwriter a few years ago, but it just didn’t happen. It was for the best though, now you knew it. After realizing you would probably never be a recording artist , you decided to focus on your acting career and it paid off.

When you entered the bar , it was very noisy, a mix of people singing and other simply screeching , people cheering and others having animated conversations. Elvira was fast to find you guys a place to sit. She knew she had to move fast so Pedro wouldn’t have a good reason to convince them to leave and escape his worst nightmare. It wasn’t a secret that he didn’t like Karaoke, he didn’t want to sing and he didn’t want other people to butchered all of his favorite songs . He mimicked his best suffering expression when the girl on stage started to sing sweet home Alabama with her shrieking voice.

You guys were seated in a big white U shaped bench wrapped around an oval table , perfect to accommodate your little group. You were squished between Sarah and Pedro who were having a deep conversation about the last movie they saw together. You were not complaining , being with them was so much fun and you had to admit that being so close to Pedro was not bad either. Since you met him, you had a little crush on him. Nothing serious, nothing you would tell him about , it was just a fun little game to flirt with him. And oh boy was he a flirt. The little smiles he did when you spoke about your recent projects, the way his eyes just lingered on your mouth, his hands touching your skin every chance he get, followed with a cute wink when your eyes would meet his. It was nothing your brain said , but the butterflies in your stomach made you wonder which body part of yours was right.

Nobody really paid attention to the people who were on stage , a few times, when the performer was not as bad , the girls and you would cheer and sing along. You don’t know how many drinks you guys were in when Elvira came around the table to talked to Pedro.

- So , what are you going to sing tonight Pedrito? Pedro lost his smile and rolled his eyes.

Sarah laughed : I really don’t know if Elvira really loves karaoke or if she just like seeing Pedro suffer!

Pedro: She hates me! She hates that her husband calls me his girlfriend , she’s jealous and that’s her way to get her revenge.

Elvira: Oh please P , not everything is about you!

Pedro did his most exaggerated shocked face: Excuse me! ?

Elvira : All I want to do is sing a sexy duet with MY husband. (Emphasis on the MY) She winked at Pedro

Oscar was already putting their name on the list , there was still a few people before it would be their turn. On his way back he grabbed a few shots for all of you.

Pedro turned to help Oscar with the shooter glasses: -Your wife sings like an half dead cat , I will need multiples of these.

Elvira punched Pedro on the arm while you and Sarah giggled at their imaginary love triangle.

Sarah: y/n should sing! She will change your mind about karaoke Pedro. She sings like an angel!

You blushed.

Oscar teased his friend : you should sing his favorite song!

Pedro immediately interrupted him, making no signs with his head and both his arms : oh no! No, no, no, no, no. Do not touch Prince. NO!

Sarah: I know! You should sing Dreams! You have the perfect voice for that song. Anyway, you can’t sing any Pink Floyd songs , those are just for me , plus this bar is not the vibe for that.

- Wow Sarah , are you flirting with me ? I have the voice to cover Stevie ? Please , no.

Even if you wanted to protest the song choice , it was too late. Elvira literally jumped out of her seat and was already adding your name to the list. It’s not that you didn’t want to sing , you loved it , but now the pressure was on. What if they didn’t like how you sing it ? What if Pedro didn’t like it ? The moment you met him, you needed him to like you. Was that how you felt with all your past “little crush”? Once again, you were lost in your spinning mind.

Sarah brought you back to earth : - don’t worry , your voice is magical. She thought you were worried about your skills.

For the next hour, you mostly had to listen to bad singers , it was almost torture sometimes. Fortunately, the alcool was smoothly flowing , making it all more bearable. Even Pedro looked like he was having fun. Every time he laughed he immediately clung to the person who made the joke. Resting his head on their shoulder, reaching out to hold their arm or squeeze their tight just above the knee. You couldn’t help and match his energy, every single thing he said that made you laugh you touched his skin. His wrist, his bicep, his neck. You were too far into your gin tonic consumption to care what people would think of it, what he would think of it.

It was finally Oscar and Elvira’s turn to sing. They chose to sing the Dirty Dancing hit “time of my life”

Pedro was exasperated : damn they are so annoyingly cheesy.

That they were , but it was so adorable at the same time. Their love was radiating on stage. Elvira was indeed a bad singer , half dead cat would not be your choice of words, you were too polite for that. Oscar could hold a note , but he kept messing the lyrics of the song, they both laughed in their microphones when they missed a word. You and Sarah cheered for them like it was the most crucial sport event.

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Pedro was genuinely having fun. The running gag was that he hated karaoke, he did , but seeing his friends having fun was way more important to him than his hatred of bad singing. Elvira and Oscar were doing their thing on stage and he was impressed by their lack of self awareness. They massacred that poor song. He cheered for them anyways. They ended their performance by doing a little spinning dance move , it was disgusting how much they loved each other.

Pedro could hear you ask Sarah: Seriously Sarah , this kind of love really exists ? Or is it just for them?

Pedro felt a sting in his heart. He wondered why you didn’t believe it could exist? Wondered if someone hurt you in the past. He wasn’t really a big believer in love with a capital L himself , he didn’t really do relationships, but it wasn’t okay with him that you would have this kind of thoughts, that you would feel that way too. It felt unfair. Since he met you, he felt very protective of you. You were so sweet and kind.

Sarah : I think it exists , but theirs is definitely one of a kind.

Elvira was skipping her way to your table , still on her adrenaline high.

-We slayed it!!! Didn’t we ?

-Pedro pointed his right ear : Sorry , I can’t hear you , my ears are bleeding.

Elvira raised her two middle fingers at him and mouthed a very felt “fuck you P”.

Oscar came to his wife defense: you were perfect my love , I’m the one who forgot entire parts of the song. Pedro is just jealous that I didn’t slow dance with him on stage.

Pedro touched your shoulder : hey y/n ! I think it’s your turn. He watched you get up of your seat and walk towards the stage. You looked relaxed and confident. Maybe she really is a good singer he thought or maybe she’s just too tipsy to be bothered by any of this.

He followed your every step. He didn’t realize before that moment how little you were wearing tonight. Just a tiny lilac summer dress. Your legs, shoulders , cleavage , all exposed under the intense stage lights. Your dress was way too short for you to stand close to the edge of the stage. You were not that drunk, he saw you take a few steps back when you realized some creeps in the front were more than happy to look up your dress. You nodded to the host and the song began to play in the loud room.

Dreams was one of his favorite songs. He was a huge Fleetwood Mac and Stevie Nicks fan. Normally, he would dread the moment you would open your mouth to sign his favorite lyrics , but right now he was just curious. He was hypnotized by the way you swayed your hips to the beat. Those few seconds at the beginning of the song felt like minutes to him. Right before you parted your lips to sing your first note you looked at him and winked. He felt everything squeeze inside of him, like his heart stopped. He held his breath , hoping he wouldn’t have to lie to you later and pretend he liked your voice. He felt the urge to cover his ears to avoid to deal with that possibility. But then he heard you.

🎶 Now here you go again, you say you want your freedom

His body instinctively relaxed , but he had to listen more , just to be sure.

🎶 Well, who am I to keep you down?

The noise in the bar significantly went down.

🎶 It’s only right that you should play the way you feel it. But listen carefully to the sound of your loneliness.

- No fucking way ! That’s all Oscar could say looking at Sarah with a surprised expression in his face. Elvira was already clapping hard for you.

- Told you guys , an angel.

🎶 Like a heartbeat, drives you mad

That was his favorite lyric in the song , his jaw dropped slightly. Your voice was soft and smooth. It was definitely different from the original singer but it was beautiful. By the time your were at the chorus he was completely lost in your voice. Feeling the beat passing through the speakers and vibrating straight into his chest. The bar was quiet, everyone dropped their beer to drink at your words instead.

~Maybe he likes karaoke he thought , nooooooo, maybe he likes you. ~

It felt like he was gone for so long when you sang the last words.

🎶 Oh oh oh , you’ll know ….

The crowd went crazy when you finished. And then suddenly his feeling flipped and it felt like he didn’t really have time to enjoy your performance , it went by too fast.

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You smiled at your audience and did a little bow before exiting the stage. You were overwhelmed by the crowd’s reaction. You focused on your group of friends , walking back towards them with the biggest smile on your face. You did it , they liked it.

Elvira was the first one jumping in your arms , she was so excited.

-OMG Baby, you should sing for a living , that was amazing . I feel like I should pay you right now.

You laughed, she was exaggerating , but you were grateful for the compliment. Oscar was next, bowing before you.

- I surrender at your talent , queen of karaoke. El and I will give you our crowns.

Sarah sang proud and loud : I TOLD YOU GUYS!!!

Pedro looked at you with his big brown eyes and his bright smile and pulled you close to hug you. He whispered in your ear

- you almost made me cry.

You stayed in his arms for a while, he held you tight, his chin on your head.

The night slowly came to an end, the conversations began to be more sparse and you all agreed that it it was time to go back to your respective apartment. You went to bed feeling proud and feeling loved. You fell asleep trying to remember how it felt to have his arms wrapped around you.

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Pedro was lying in his bed , thinking about the night , about how he felt. What he felt wasn’t new to him, but it was something he didn’t feel for a long time. He didn’t let himself feel that way, he never let himself be in situation that could lead him to feeling that way. When did he let his guard down? That squishing feeling inside his stomach, he could not shake it off. He could not be in love ? It was just silly… He could not be in love just because you had the sweetest singing voice he ever heard ? That’s just stupid. He knew it wasn’t just that. Your hips, your lips, your skin, your eyes , your laugh, your smile.

- Fuck.

[love-and-hisses]

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[whimsiboy]

welcome to a little thing that might become a little series on my blog, idk. i just like to yap :)

theorized dragon anatomy and evolution, from someone who is an aspiring zoologist and really likes to study animals in his free time

sandwings:

shorter yet wider wings made for gliding, somewhat more connected to arms than other dragons (more wyvern like??) (idk sandwings are canonically built for long flights, but heat rises and it would be more beneficial for them to glide closer to the desert floor than up high where air would be hottest)

endothermic?? potentially, considering they still have very hot scales when not in the desert (means they have to eat more often than other tribes?? endothermy wastes a lot of energy. also adds into the gliding theory since if you are already producing your own bodily heat, you don't want to add to it and overheat)

closable ears like a camel + nictitating membrane in the eye to keep sand out during sandstorms?

rainwing/leafwing similarities:

canonically related tribes, where did they stem from??

one branch of the ancient tribe became leafwings, another became rainwings (gonna call them "junglewings" for now)

i guess it would be more interesting if the ancient tribe did not split before leafwings and beetlewings migrated to pantala

pyhrrian junglewings evolved into rainwings based on environment, pantalan junglewings evolved into leafwings?

^ this creates genetic bottlenecks for each tribe (they have less genetic diversity because they had to sweet home alabama since numbers were too low) (+ adds more lore to why rainwings genetically test one another before being allowed to mate)

junglewings had a similar parenting style to rainwings and leafwings?? biological parents play the biggest role in raising the dragonet, but communities still help raise the dragonets all together?

seawings:

why did bioluminescence evolve?? originally used for catching prey pre-scorching(?)

would echolocation play a part in the aquatic language? there's only so much one seawing could do with the bioluminescence, + the echolocation adds onto my earlier theory of prey catching

generally slimier/more skin-like scales than other tribes? (more amphibian-like due to their semiaquatic lifestyle)

chin thingies originally longer and used as lures for catching prey, became vestigial structures at some point?

longer, thinner snouts with cone-shaped teeth built for snatching up fish/other aquatic animals and swallowing them whole

nostrils/eyes more pointed up towards the sky so they can see/breathe above water while still being mostly submerged, like what is seen in crocodilians (potentially also seen in mudwings, who spend most of their time submerged in swamps. suggests mudwings and seawings are related tribes with a common ancestor like silks/hives and rains/leafs)

thinner, more streamline bodies that allow quick movement in water

tails are thicker, yet flatter (like a sea snake's or eel's) to be used as a paddle

i think seawings are underpowered, potential organ that can hold water to be sprayed at enemies (like c'mon, if we can have dragons that breathe fire out of nowhere, we can have dragons that spit water and actually have somewhere that it comes from)

[bellaireland1981]

1k Celebration! Summer Pool Party Playlist

Details: 

I just hit 1000 followers!!! THANK YOU!!!! This is truly mind blowing and humbling and I am eternally grateful to all of you who follow, read my stories, interact and just like to geek out over these Top Gun hotties with me! I cannot even thank you enough for all of your support and encouragement. I have met so many incredible people on Tumblr and in this fandom. I know we recently hit some dark days but even in the not so great times, it’s important to remember that there are still awesome people here and it’s not all dark days. SO…. to celebrate this milestone and to hopefully bring back some fun, happy, bright, and sunny days…. I am hosting a Summer Pool Party Writing Challenge! Let’s kick off summer with our favorite aviators! 

Rules:

You can sign up for as many Songs as you’d like! 

Message me with your song choice and who you’re writing for!- I will update the list so everyone knows what’s still available! 

18+ Only! Minors DNI

You can submit for a series, one shots, mood boards, drabbles, etc… The point is to HAVE FUN!

Must be appropriately labeled (Smut, Angst, warnings, Fluff….etc)

HAS to include SONG in some shape or form (i.e. in the title, included in the story, lyrics in the story, etc.) 

General:

Your creations are due by July 31, 2024! Tag me @bellaireland1981 and #1kPoolPartyPlaylist  in your work so that I add your link to the Challenge Page! 

Playlist: (Note: If you have another summer/pool party themed song in mind that isn’t on the list– message me! We can add it)

Walking on Sunshine- Katrina & The Waves

Margaritaville- Jimmy Buffet

Dance the Night- Dua Lipa

I Don’t Want This Night to End- Luke Bryan

Summer- Calvin Harris

Party in the USA- Miley Cyrus

I Wanna Dance With Somebody- Whitney Houston

One Margarita- Luke Bryan

Southbound- Carrie Underwood

I Ain’t Worried- OneRepublic

The Sound of Sunshine Going Down- Michael Frani and Spearhead

Made You Look- Meghan Trainer

Summer Days- Martin Garrix - ( @bellaireland1981 - Bradley x Reader)

Shut up and Dance- Walk the Moon

Summer Love- Justin Timberlake

I Was Made for Loving You- Oliver Heldens

Can’t Stop This Feeling- Justin Timberlake

Let’s Get Loud- Jennifer Lopez

Addicted to You- Shakira

1999- Prince

House Party- Sam Hunt

Hot Stuff- Donna Summer

Good Vibrations- Beach Boys

Love Shack- B52’s

Cake by the Ocean- DNCE

Sweet Home Alabama- Lynyrd Skynyrd

Dancing Queen- ABBA

Heat Waves- Glass Animals

Toes- Zac Brown Band

Summer Girls- LFO

Under the Boardwalk- The Drifters

California Gurls- Katy Perry - ( @startrekfangirl2233 Phoenix x Reader)

Kokomo- The Beach Boys

Watermelon Sugar- Harry Styles

Cruel Summer- Taylor Swift

Hot Fun in the Summertime- Sly and the Family Stone

Summertime Blues- Alan Jackson

(Sittin’ on) The Dock of the Bay- Otis Redding

Summer in the City- The Lovin’ Spoonful

Hot in Here- Nelly

When the Sun Goes Down- Kenny Chesney and Uncle Cracker

I Don't Know About You- Chris Lane

Let's Have a Pool Party!!!!!!

[startrekfangirl2233-writes]

Roosters and Re-enactment Day

Chapter Ten of Sweet Home Alabama

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x OC (Linley Mitchell/Floyd), Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x OC (Linley Mitchell/Floyd)

Description: As a final stop in what seems to be the Pigeon Creek reunion tour, you stop by the annual re-enactment ceremony. Now more than ever you feel like you need a moment with your dad. You need his advice, you need his calm capable presence and possibly one of his big bear hugs. Bradley Bradshaw's quite sure he would never come this far below the Mason Dixon line if it weren't for one person. Linley Floyd is worth it, if only partially, because she's way too countrified for his liking. Even if he could move past her connections to her chicken-fried steak roots, which he can, he's pretty sure it's better to have her in New York. Where she belongs. At least he can meet the dad she adores and gets him to come to New York for the wedding, right?

In the meetings that follow, both Bradley and Linley are left reeling. Because there are some secrets that have been kept from them both which rocks the bedrock of their relationship.

Themes: love, attraction, angst, sex, cheating, lying

Warnings: animal antics (there's dynamite and a cat)

Word Count: 2811

A/N: Wooohooo! We're finally going to see more of Bradley! It's not the best meeting for the affianced pair, and it leaves Linley reeling even more, but there are some secrets that have been kept which are revealed and very important for character growth.

AO3: Cross-posted here!

Wattpad: Cross-posted here!

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You wake up the following day, sure that it’s time to go back to New York. Whether Jake leaves Pigeon Creek and when he does it, it really doesn’t matter. All you know is that if you’re in Pigeon Creek any longer, you’re going to make another stupid decision that you’re going to regret for the rest of your life. There must be something in the water in this town. Why else do you keep finding yourself in these situations? It has to be because of Jake, with his stupid dimples, his stupidly broad shoulders, and the stupid way his hair curls softly over his forehead.

But well, before you go, there is one person you have to say goodbye to. And you have to make him promise to come see you up in New York. Your dad hasn’t made the journey up even once in the seven years you’ve been up there, no matter how many tickets you send. He might be irritable and stubborn, but he’s still your dad. You want to share your life with him. It just figures that in order to find him so you can tell him that, you have to head out to the battlefield. 

Re-enactment Day emphasized with a capital R and a capital D, is a big deal in Pigeon Creek and Greeneville. Every year for as long as you can remember, your daddy would wake up early in the morning in the middle of summer, wear his Confederate Soldier uniform, and make the drive out past Greeneville and to the battle site. At one point in time, it had been your favorite part of the summer, if only because it gave you an entire day where you had your dad’s full attention - when he wasn’t surrendering, that is. 

The scent of gunpowder is on the hot summer breeze as you pull into the parking lot in your rental. It’s hot and dusty and crowded. The milling crowd makes it nearly impossible for you to see where your dad is, and well, thanks to him, it’s not like you’re the tallest person. But it doesn’t take you very long to find your dad in the makeshift Confederate embankment, especially considering how you could hear him from a mile away. His face lights up at the sight of you, and of course, the first thing he does is tell everyone about how successful you’ve been in New York. A part of you isn’t sure you deserve to know how proud he is of you, but you’re not going to say anything to dissuade him. You need all of the boosts to your reputation you can get at this point.

“C’mere, kiddo.” You walk right into your dad’s arms, and somehow, it makes you feel like you’re home. “What’s eating at you, huh? You’ve been back in Pigeon Creek for just a little while, and you’ve already been arrested once. I feel like I haven’t even seen you since that night. Is what’s going on so serious that even your dad can’t help you?”

In the quiet of the tent, you let everything spill, sobbing your heart out with all of the faith a child has in her father’s ability to solve any problem, no matter how serious. 

“Kiddo, can you look at me?” There’s wet on your cheeks as you look into the green eyes that you knew would always protect you. “Heartbreak is the worst thing in the world. Take it from me: it’s the worst thing I’ve ever experienced. But I had you. Your sweet, gummy-toothed smile and how your eyes would light up at the sight of me.”

“You accused me of wanting Jake as a son more than I wanted you as a daughter, and well, kiddo, you’re wrong. I love you. I will always support you and care for you. I’m your dad, and it’s what I’m supposed to do. But can you honestly say that you’ve treated Jake exactly as harshly as he deserved?”

It’s something you’ve never thought of, and it makes the pit yawning in your stomach seem even deeper and darker.

“You left Pigeon Creek, kiddo. And you stole every bit of that boy when you did. You left behind a shell of a man. He gave up the football scholarship he’d deferred and gave up on all of his dreams because you weren’t there to cheer him on. He even came to me and apologized for not being able to take care of you the way he promised he would when you got married.”

You think your heart is breaking all over again at his words.

"How was I to know when he never told me anything, Dad?" You may once have known Jake Seresin better than you knew yourself, but you still can't read his mind.

"I know, kiddo, I know. Just maybe don't sell him short, okay?" At your aborted nod, he hands you his handkerchief and cheerily says, "Now, c'mon, we're just getting started. Time for you to see your old dad kick some butt, Linnie!"

Just like you did when you were a child, you hold onto his hat and powder horn, smiling as he takes his place in line with both items in their place. People from New York might need a passport to come down to Pigeon Creek, but sometimes, it's the best place in the world. 

Floyd Plantation, Greeneville, Alabama

Even the air smells different in Alabama. It’s earthy and fresh, completely different from the usual smoke-filled, trash-scented air in New York. Being here, Bradley’s sure he knows exactly why Linley’s spoken so fondly about Floyd Plantation. If he closes his eyes a little, he can almost see the smaller, gap-toothed, glasses-wearing version of her sitting under a tree in the lush green grass with a notebook on her lap and coloring supplies spilled out around her. He's seen the rapt concentration on her face, after all, late at night in New York with neon painting her face.

God, he can't wait to see her again. It's not even been a week, and Bradley can't wait to have his beautiful fiancée in his arms again. He can't wait to meet her family, too. He just knows they're going to be all Southern charm the minute he knocks on the door. Maybe he’s dreaming a bit too much because he nearly ends up in a pileup when a disgustingly bright orange truck nearly bowls into him. The other man lets him continue down the road, and it’s a surprise to see him pull up in front of the same house he does.

“Afternoon.” Bradley’s truly in a good mood.

“How are ya?” The other man’s nearly surly, though apparently good manners still win out. There’s something that looks an awful lot like derision on his face as he scans over the tailored suit Bradley is wearing.

“Good, thanks. Yourself?” As Bradley walks up to the front door, so does the other man.

“No complaints.”

“That's a beautiful house.” It’s exactly like Linley described it.

“Sure. Yeah.” God, he hopes this man isn’t just a carpenter or something else equally pedestrian. 

“So, uh, are you here to see Bobby Ray?” Who the hell is Bobby Ray?

“Actually, I'm, uh, hoping to surprise Linley.” Why is he explaining himself to this stranger?

“Linley?” He questions.

“My fiancée, Linley.” There’s something curious in the other man’s facial expressions.

“You got the wrong house, don't ya?” But why would Linley lead him wrong or give him the wrong address?

“This is, uh, the Floyd place, isn't it?” Bradley’s not sure he likes the confusion on the other man’s face.

“Are we talking about the same girl?” There is no way Linley knows this hick. No way.

“Linley Floyd.” 

When this guy spits out a girl’s name, a name nearly identical to his fiancée’s but for a different last name, Bradley’s sure the universe is playing a merry trick on him.

“Linley Mitchell?”

Bradley’s not sure what he’s realized, but he has to say something. “Oh, well, that explains it.” 

The other man definitely seems to know more than Bradley does, and he’s not sure he likes it, especially his tone as he says, “That sure does.”

“Bradley Bradshaw.” He murmurs, proffering his hand to the man.

“Jake Seresin.” He’s quick to blurt out as he shakes Bradley’s hand.

“Nice meeting you, Jake.” If the other man can’t tell, Bradley’s not pleased to meet him, not at all. But he rings the doorbell anyway. 

As luck would have it, when the door opens, it’s not Linley but another man. Why is all of Greenville filled with handsome men and not Bradley’s very pretty brunette fiancé? The man on the other side of the door is bespectacled with an upturned nose, and the first thing he does is say, “Hey, Jake. What's goin' on?”

“Oh, you know, I'm just, uh, talkin' to Lin’s fiancé  here.” The look the two men share sends a foreboding jolt through Bradley’s system. “Wondering if you might know where she is?”

“I’m Bradley Bradshaw.” Bradley’s quick to introduce himself, holding his hand out again. “You must be…”

“I’m Bobby Ray,” The bespectacled man mutters, “Linley’s uh, cousin?”

Now, why does that sound like a question?

But before Bradley can dig a little bit deeper, Bobby continues. “I see you’ve already met Jake…” Again, with the looks that speak volumes. “Her, uh…”

“Other cousin.” Jake pops a toothpick into his mouth and smiles charmingly at Bradley. Well, Bradley doesn’t trust the man, but if he is who he says he is, then family is family.

“It’s good to meet more of Linley’s family!” His smile is just as charming.

“Linley mentioned going to visit her daddy up at the, uh, battlefield.” Bobby blurts out, locking the door behind him and taking a few steps toward where Bradley is standing on the stoop.

“The battlefield? What would she be doing there?” His Linley’s not the battlefield type, much-preferring air conditioning and fabric to sweltering heat.

“You know us Southerners.” Bobby’s smile is sweet and a little disarming. “I mean, the minute the Confederacy died, it became a moral issue.”

“C’mon, let me give you a ride up there.” Bradley can only accept the offer because who knows where this battlefield is. It was hard enough finding his way to Floyd Plantation with the acres of land between Greeneville and the old stately home.

“That's great. Thank you.” His voice is all politician’s charm as he smiles at Jake. “Nice meeting you, Bob.” He follows the other man to his orange truck and settles in for a ride through town.

There’s music blaring faintly out of the truck’s speakers, some god-awful country tune. It’s as they’re riding down the dusty main street of some small town near Greeneville that Bradley finally breaks the uneasy peace.

“So…” He has to clear his throat, not sure he’s heard the name right. “Who’s Linley Mitchell?”

“Ah, she’s a…” Jake can’t seem to make up his mind for what to say. “Local hero around here.”

“Why is that?”

“She blew up the bank.”

“That made her a hero?” If anyone had done that in New York, they’d be rotting in prison for years.

“Well, notorious, anyway.” There’s a fond look on Jake’s face as he relays the tale of the notorious Linley Mitchell. “She was fortunate. Nobody was hurt except, maybe, the cat.” 

“What cat?” God, if Bradley’s here much longer, he’s going to lose more brain cells than he cares to think about.

“The one with the dynamite on its back.”

“She blew up a cat?” Can you blame him for being confused?

“He was scheduled to die.” Jake sounds so flippant about all of this.

“From dynamite?” Talking to the people down here is like getting blood from a stone.

“The vet said it had cancer, so Eldon, he was the old cat’s owner, thought it'd be put in one of those chambers, you know, the ones that suck their lungs out. Little Lin, she couldn't bear the thought of that. She, uh, she wanted somethin' more humane.” 

Since when is dynamite a more humane type of euthanasia?

“Yeah, sure.” Bradley shrugs, not sure what to think about what Linley’s cousin Jake is telling him.

“So, they were doing some blastin' out by the new highway. So, we, uh, we took old Fuzz, that’s the cat’s name, up there, taped him up. Used about thirty feet of fuse just to be on the safe side, said our prayers, and ran like hell.”

“Of course.” Is it bad that Bradley can almost see it? If only he could figure out why this Linley looks so much like his own in his mental image.

But before he can ask anything else about her, Jake continues the story. “So, there we were, sittin' in Virgie's Diner, feelin' pretty blue. When Lin looks up and sees that damn cat, trottin' down the road, searchin' for Eldon.”

Someone somewhere has it out for Bradley Bradshaw. "No shit." There's no way this story is real.

"Yeah, and we would have caught him, too..." Jake's laughing as he drives the truck, free hand gesticulating as he spits the words out in fond excitement. "But once that fuse hit his tail, boom, he took off like a shot."

"And into the bank." Bradley's getting wrapped up in this tall cat tale despite himself.

"Well... the theory is..." Jake smiles as he says the words, "He probably wriggled loose from the explosive. 'Cause, uh, people still see him from time to time, scorched tail and all. He's a little skittish around humans."

This guy sure can tell a good story. "That was quite a story."

"She was quite a girl." For the first time, Bradley sees something other than cockiness in Jake's face and hears something else in his tone.

"Whatever happened to her?" He's not sure he should ask this question, not when he sees the clear devastation on Jake's face.

"Oh, you know… wound up pregnant... married some loser right out of high school." The other man's trying so hard to sound nonchalant, but there's something more to this story. Bradley's almost debating calling Cyclone when he can, only so someone can do some more digging - into Jake, into Linley Mitchell, he's not sure who. He may hate his mom's Chief of Staff, but boy, is he good at digging up some dirt. 

Thankfully Bradley's saved from responding to the dumb hick who'd driven him here when the truck lurches into the all-dirt parking lot. As the hot wind whips through his hair, it barely takes him any time at all to see Linley through a gap in the crowd. She's looking at the re-enactors raptly as taps play out over the silent field.

She turns around as the applause rings out, and Bradley can tell exactly when she sees him. "Are you surprised?"

She looks more stunned than surprised, but this is his fiancée so he kisses her anyway. She feels so perfect, so right in his arms. 

Of course, the moment he lets her go, she's asking, "What're you doing here?" Her Alabama twang is so cute, stronger after a few days home than it's ever been in New York. He needs to get his jet-setting bride-to-be back where she belongs - as well as possibly in front of a tutor or vocal coach to train the twang out of her vocal patterns. The future First Lady of New York can't sound like she came out of bum-fuck nowhere after all.

But that's just a fleeting thought, especially when Jake pipes up, unasked, and supplies, "Well, I came to deliver your fiancé."

"I think she was talking to me." He's quick to snap out. But his attention is taken up by the short man who's walking up the slope in a white t-shirt,  Confederate Army uniform jacket unbuttoned.

He's got green eyes and unruly dark hair, just like Linley's. A pair of aviators sits low on his nose. But there's something about the way he carries himself that Bradley has seen before. This man exudes a sense of ease, this imperceptible swagger that has nothing to do with how bowlegged he is after getting off of a horse. He shrugs the uniform jacket off and hands the garment to Linley.

"Hey, kiddo." He grunts, his voice playful as he kisses Linley's temple. "You got my leather jacket?"

It feels like a punch to the gut as he throws the jacket on, and Bradley sees patches he's seen all of his life come into focus. Then the aviators come off, and Bradley's face to face with a ghost he hasn't seen since he was four years old.

His voice is gravelly and gritty as he chokes out, "Hey, Uncle Mav."

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[nyashykyunnie]

People who have watched oshi no ko and are aware of sweet home alabama is it okay that I still wanna watch the anime just because I like Kana and Akane sm💔😭🙏🙏

[mac-lilly]

Snippet(s) of the Sweet Home Alabama Juke AU that I will never write. Attention! Cheesiness incoming!

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆

“Julie, marry me!” Luke blurts out and holds out his hand. Julie’s eyes go huge as she sees the object resting in his palm. It’s a ring – made from cheap plastic, decorated with glitter, and as a centerpiece, it has a large purple butterfly. She is immediately mesmerized by its beauty.

Julie is seven years old, and she loves purple, and glitter, and butterflies.

“I won it at the arcade,” Luke explains proudly, chest puffing out as he speaks. “Spent all the money I got from the tooth fairy to get it.”

Luke’s entire face lights up. He’s beaming at her, his wide, toothy smile exposing his missing front tooth. Somehow, his smile is more radiant than the midday sun, and Julie realizes that there’s something she loves even more than purple butterflies with glitter.

However, when Julie neither replies nor accepts the ring, Luke's demeanor changes quickly and drastically. Disappointed, his smile wavers and his shoulders slump. He looks crestfallen, and Julie’s own heart shatters into a million pieces.

“Why?” Julie’s voice is small as she speaks up. But Luke hears her anyway. He perks up, renewed hope sparking up in his hazel eyes. There’s an awestruck look on his face that makes Julie incredibly giddy and slightly nervous. She clears her throat, repeating the question.

“Why do you want to marry me?”

Luke takes his time to reply. He blinks at her, surprised by her words. Then, all of a sudden, he flashes her a cheeky grin.

“That’s a silly question,” he says, bouncing on his heels as a buzz of energy and excitement reverberates through his body. Luke cannot stand still for long. And he’s always sincere. There’s a gleam in his eyes – a look of absolute determination. He is dead serious about it.

“Because you are music, Julie. And I will always be in love with music.”

~*~*~*~*~*~

“Julie, please …”

Agony laces Luke’s voice, and he takes a step back. Then another. And another. He’s desperate to bring more distance between them. But Julie doesn’t let him go. He has to stay.

She reaches out, catching the sleeve of his old flannel. Her fingertips brush against the sensitive skin of his wrist, and Luke lets out a howl that makes him sound like a wounded animal. As if burned by her touch, he tries to twist out of her grip, but she keeps holding on. Clings to him because she can’t let him go. She can’t lose him again.

“Luke,” she says, tugging on his sleeve to catch his attention. But Luke doesn’t look her way. His eyes remain trained on the ground.

And Julie gets it. She really does. Within the span of a day, he’s lost both of his jobs, the rights to his music, and the love of his life. It is a lot to digest – even for a person as bullheaded as Luke Patterson. But maybe, Julie can give him one of these things back.

“Luke,” she tries again, putting all her feelings – all the love she feels for this man – into this single word. And finally, Luke stirs. Just a bit.

Slowly, he raises his eyes to meet her gaze, and what Julie sees there doesn’t surprise her but still shocks her to the core. There used to be a fire burning in his eyes. They used to be alight with passion and enthusiasm.

Now the flame is doused. All Julie can see is the pain she’s inflicted upon him; sees how eight years of heartbreak have taken its toll on him.

“What do you want, Julie?”

And Julie cannot help it. Laughter bursts out of her, and it borders on maniacal. Her reaction is inappropriate, and Julie does not miss the hurt expression crossing Luke’s face. But still, the irony amuses her.

There are plenty of questions Julie has no answer to. Questions about them, about their future. But also questions about herself. Hell, she has just ditched her fiancé hours before their wedding and quit her career as a successful solo artist to reconcile with her almost ex-husband.     

There sure is a lot to unpack, and time alone won’t fix them. They will require professional help if they want this relationship to work out. But that’s for later.

Right now, Julie has to answer a question. And it’s an easy one.

“You.”

Luke’s breath hitches, and a tremor runs through his body, making him shake. The look of heartbreak hasn’t disappeared from his face. But there’s a spark in his eyes that has just ignited, and it gives Julie hope.

“Why?” he croaks out. “Why do you want to be married to me?”

Julie smiles slowly.

“That’s a silly question,” she replies, and Luke’s eyes widen in recognition.

Julie tugs on his sleeve again, and this time, there’s no resistance. He moves closer, his hands coming to rest on her waist, his thumbs tentatively caressing her exposed skin, sending shivers down her spine, while Julie loops her arms around his neck. She pulls him down until his forehead touches hers.  

As she moves, Luke catches sight of the piece of jewelry she wears around her neck, and his breathing quickens. Twenty years haven’t been too kind to the cheap plastic ring. The glitter is long gone, and the butterfly’s wings are marred with scratches – scars inflicted upon it when Julie flung the ring at Luke’s head eight years ago. But it’s still there, patched up and treasured, and that’s all that matters.

“Because you are music, Luke. And I will always be in love with music.”

And the old ring is the last thing Luke sees before Julie draws him in for a kiss.  

[fanfictionroxs]

TEAM DRAGON

Disclaimer - I love this fictional sweet home alabama show and if you try to fight with me over a FICTIONAL show, I'll block you.

Team Green this, Team Black that. Bitch I'm Team Dragon and freeing them from this messed up targ family. Let the dragons fucking grow up in their own families and not have their eggs with their babies inside stolen by humans with delusions of grandeur. They're not your stupid vehicles or war weapons. THEY'RE BIRDS WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY IN CHAINS AND BEING FORCED TO FIGHT THEIR OWN BROTHERS AND SISTERS IN HUMAN WARS?! WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY BEING BRAINWASHED SINCE INFANCY TO OBEY THE WEIRD ASS 'COMMANDS' OF YOUR STUPID HUMAN KIDS?!

This is why I like Dany more than your average targ (my strong babies Jace, Luke and Joff being my exceptions) because at least she treats her dragons like her children though she also uses them as weapons and Im super pissed at her locking up Viserion and Rhaegal.. but she's the least slaver like when it comes to her dragons among all the targs and I hope she sets a precedence for future generations because the treatment of dragons in HOTD is unbearable for me to watch even though I love that show.

SPOILERS for future seasons of HOTD!

I mean Caraxes and Vhaegar are flying together in one scene and they must have lived together for years when Laena and Daemon were married, but we know they will kill each other in the end. How many of these dragons are family and still being made to kill one another because they are dragged into foolish human stuff? The last fight of Tessarion and Seasmoke is said to have been more of a mating dance. It's said that Syrax grew to love her chains. Tyraxes strangled himself with his own chains!

WHY are they kept in chains if they share such a great bond with the targs? Because they don't! The dragons 'love' their humans because they are conditioned from literal infancy to gain freedom only when said human is around. They're pushed in chains and made to care for the chain holders. Very similar to how animals like horses, elephants etc are treated in real life. We know they have free will just like all animals do. We see it with Arrax and Vhagar. But it is trampled under the will of humans who misuse their intellectual power to control them and use these majestic beings to gain power in their sick world.

Anyway, I guess this makes me the westerosi version of an animal rights activist.. I'm building a dragon shelter in Harrenhall since that's the biggest freaking castle around and taking all those dragon babies away. I literally have a hc where Harwin, Jace, Luke and Joff survive the harrenhall curse where Harwin converts the great hall (first scene in ep1 of hotd) into a base for Syrax, Vermax, Arrax and Tyraxes with an open ceiling so that the dragons can come and go as they wish while his kids and princess come to stay with him in his beloved haunted house. Anyway, in the shelter, we will feed them a rich human diet of pedos and daughter sellers (cause I aint killing any animals) when they're not hunting by themselves. Otto will be the first on the menu hehe

[countrysidefaggot]

'captain&firstmate'

made a zolu playlist that lulls me to sleep every night (real) i wanted the music to sound soft, like we're floating on the sea. with sometimes moments lost in the night & sometimes brighter in the day and of course the lyrics all express how i see their relationship at different moments yay + spotify link's in the title but for pple who don't like that, i wrote down the list its like 13 songs ✧

Piensa en mí (Luz Casal) ✧ Careless (FKA Twigs) ✧ Hypnotised (Years&Years) ✧ Tennessee Whiskey (Chris Stapleton) ✧ Thank You (Bonnie Raitt) ✧ Neptune (Sufjan Stevens) ✧ Beyond (Daft Punk) ✧ Sometimes I Cry (Chris Stapleton) (again) ✧ C'mon Baby Cry (Orville Peck) ✧ Sunlight (Hozier) ✧ This Feeling (Alabama Shakes) ✧ Can't Stop (Red Hots) ✧ Fragments of Time (Daft Punk)

read more is for if you wanna dig arnd my brain and understand why i picked each song ily have fun

Piensa en mí - Luz Casal the instruments feel so joyful and soft, her voice is Strong and kind of desperate + the imagery of the divine, and of accepting to die by your lover's hand, wanting to be there at any of their worst moments, not wanting to live w/o them. yeah

careless - FKA Twigs ft Daniel Caesar the music is a bit more low&quiet, this feels like reading zoro's heart to me, like the things he wouldn't say but feels so deeply. + 'you can be careless with me' with the softest tone ever, and the lyrics about trusting & being so infatuated that it just has to get out even if you don't know how or until when

Hypnotised - Years&Years the whole reason this playlist exists tbh. the ship imagery of course, 'surround me body and soul, pull me into your glow, make me blush' dare i say more. yes, i dare, 'unbound me (literal huh), spin me in gold. as the story unfolds in your touch'. the whole,, a boy who offers you life and takes you far away. mmh.

Tennessee Whiskey - Chris Stapleton so huh, alcohol imagery with a deep rough voice, right ? a strong feeling of zoro's chaotic cowboy-ish pseudo pirate hunter life before meeting luffy and how he would reflect on his life now. 'but when you poured out your heart i didn't waste it, cause there's nothing like your love to get me high' so sweet

Thank You - Bonnie Raitt i've always loved this song since i found it, it's so gentle. 'you came into my life, always like you knew, that time was runnin' out, oh i came runnin' home to you' // 'yeah i'm afraid they'll come and take away this precious dream of you' - speaks sm about trusting your love (i use love for partner/lover/whatever they are to each other thank u), fearing that death can take them from you, but still being thankful you met & shared this life in the first place.

Neptune - Sufjan Stevens (& others) (its long sorry) my apologies for i am queer and sad a lot, and this is very much about some type of religious comparison, it's bittersweet, but. it brings a feeling of peace, of : i need your love, no matter the shape, as long as it is there. 'so if you won't hold me, i have no objections. so if you won't please me, i make no commands. so if you don't trust me, it's best if i drown.' mmh. feeling me on this ? yes ? thank you

Beyond - Daft Punk this music, the drums and intro, reminds me so much of the anime's big brass focused & happy soundtrack, but it turns into a song about love. how pretty is that ? so pretty. 'it speaks of places never seen, your home's a promise long forgotten, it is the birthplace of your dreams.' i see this song as really the 'beyond love, come alive' of their relationship and how they exist together with the crew, on the ship, in their adventures. it's an understanding, a promise, a dream.

Sometimes I Cry - Chris Stapleton i'm such a fan of this man how is his voice so full of deep emotions, he sings through my soul. this is very much the separation in different islands arc for me, it reeks of loneliness and the more it goes on you can feel the mask of being strong slipping into accepting fully the misery. lovely.

C'mon Baby, Cry - Orville Peck yeah, lots of cowboys, i know. but this one's Different. i love the cheerfullness of it, i feel like it's really about two boys who get each other and one of them wants to help this time. this is more luffy's side of the cowboyness of this playlist in my head, but it cld be either way. the 'i got an hour or so' bit always makes me laugh, it's kind of funny like 'i love you, show me your pain, i'll nurse for a while, then we move.'

Sunlight - Hozier huh stole this one from someone who recced it on tumblr dot com thank you friend you're so real for this choice. there's smthg abt the choir that just gives you that extreme intense feeling of rising above or fighting. the sun metaphor this playlist lacked, from light to flames to pain to death to falling into the sea. ah, beautiful.

This Feeling - Alabama Shakes might as well come out and say this but softly strung guitars are a very zoro&luffy's sound to me, a quiet texture that flows so smoothly you know. i see this song as kind of a look into luffy's heart, of being afraid of being left alone, or having spent a long time alone. it feels simple, going from a hard time to a good time to a fun time, like someone full of trust&love for life wrote this i can feel it. and it's very protective too, you shouldn't take this feeling from him, it's his. his happiness and (to me, in this pl) the quiet understanding of his feelings for his first mate.

Can't Stop - Red Hot Chili Peppers happy bright sonnng i didn't lie. 'this punk, the feelin' that you stay for. in time, i want to be your best friend' // 'the world i love, the tears i drop, to be part of the wave, can't stop.' lalala i love this song it's so huge and fast paced, it gives me luffy-brain with zoro running behind and living through the entire world

Fragments of Time - Daft Punk ft Todd Edwards such a cosy nostalgic feeling 'our only plan is to improvise, and its crystal clear that i don't ever want it to end.', such a kind adventure driven song about loving every day and the memories you make with pple you love

anywaysss thats it for now maybe ill add more when i come across a song i feel fits bye thank you have cool day

[starspanner]

Pretty sweet playlist!

Alabama: “Sweet Home Alabama” by Lynyrd Skynyrd Alaska: “Feel It Still” by Portugal. The Man American Samoa: “Edge of Glory” by Lady Gaga Arizona: “Edge of Seventeen” by Stevie Nicks Arkansas: “Don’t Stop” by Fleetwood Mac California: “California Love” by Tupac and “Not Like Us” by Kendrick Lamar Colorado: “September” by Earth, Wind Fire Connecticut: “Signed Sealed, Delivered” by Stevie Wonder Delaware: “Higher Love” by Whitney Houston and Kygo Democrats Abroad: “Love Train” by The O’Jays District of Columbia: “Let Me Clear My Throat” by DJ Kool Florida: “Won’t Back Down” by Tom Petty Georgia: “Turn Down for What” by Lil John Guam: “Espresso” by Sabrina Carpenter Hawaii: “24K Magic” by Bruno Mars Idaho: “Private Idaho” by The B-52s Illinois: “Sirius” by The Alan Parsons Project Indiana: “Don’t Stop Til You Get Enough” by Michael Jackson Iowa: “Celebrate” by Kool & the Gang Kansas: “Carry on Wayward Son” by Kansas Kentucky: “First Class” by Jack Harlow Louisiana: “All I Do Is Win” by DJ Khaled Maine: “Shut Up and Dance” by Walk the Moon Maryland: “Respect” by Aretha Franklin Massachusetts: “I’m Shipping up to Boston” by Dropkick Murphys Michigan: “Lose Yourself” by Eminem Minnesota: “Kiss” and “1999” by Prince Mississippi: “Twisting the Night Away” by Sam Cooke Missouri: “Good Luck, Babe” by Chappell Roan Montana: “American Woman” by Lenny Kravitz Nebraska: “Firework” by Katy Perry Nevada: “Mr. Brightside” by The Killers New Hampshire: “Don’t Stop Believin’” by Journey New Jersey: “Born in the USA” by Bruce Springsteen New Mexico: “Confident” by Demi Lovato New York: “Empire State of Mind” by Jay Z and Alicia Keys North Carolina: “Raise Up” by Petey Pablo North Dakota: “Girl on Fire” by Alicia Keys Ohio: “Green Light” by John Legend Oklahoma: “Ain’t Goin Down” by Garth Brooks Oregon: “Float On” by Modest Mouse Pennsylvania: “Black and Yellow” by Wiz Khalifa and “Motownphilly” by Boyz II Men Puerto Rico: “Despacito” by Luis Fonsi and Daddy Yankee Rhode Island: “Shake It Off” by Taylor Swift South Carolina: “Get Up (I Feel Like Being a) Sex Machine” by James Brown South Dakota: “What I Like About You” by The Romantics Tennessee: “9 To 5” by Dolly Parton Texas: “Texas Hold ‘Em” by Beyoncé Utah: “Animal” by Neon Trees Vermont: “Stick Season” by Noah Kahan Virginia: “The Way I Are” by Timbaland Washington: “Can’t Hold Us” by Macklemore West Virginia: “Take Me Home, Country Roads” by John Denver Wisconsin: “Jump Around” by House of Pain Wyoming: “I Gotta Feeling” by Black Eyed Peas Virgin Islands: “VI to the Bone” by Mic Love

[slade-neko]

I debated on making this post, but somehow here I am...

Apparently some folks got upset over my post saying how I disliked the Fallout TV show... seriously? Can't even have an opinion on the internet anymore, but I then again when could you?

Look, I'm not upset or anything and am most definitely not here to tell people what you can or can't like. I was merely posting my opinion on something that's part of a series that I've loved for years. I took the time to watch something, gave it a chance, and I genuinely didn't like it. Simple as that. If you loved it, good for you, but maybe you shouldn't read a post talking about how someone else disliked it. Don't try to devalue someone else's opinion, a purely subjective matter, and tell them they're wrong. That's like if I stumbled upon someone venting how they hated the anime Dragon Ball Z... I'd just think to myself, "whatever" and move on with my day.

My post wasn't meant to sound hateful, just very cynical, as that's how I write. It was intended for my own followers, didn't expect someone who follows the tags to find it and flip. This wasn't even supposed to be a serious thing, just some thoughts. I don't cover the actual story writing on the show (which I was not a fan of either...) I said in the beginning I decided against making a full review because there are some great ones already on Youtube. I simply talked about how I disagreed with some of the nasty stuff in the show. Not just Fallout TV particularly, but crap that plagues Hollywood movies in general.

I'll admit I didn't take the greatest care in my writing and for that I received "some" very valid criticism, which I wanted to address in this post where I can hopefully clear up any confusion...

(Remember this is someone's OPINION that could very well differ from your own! If that bothers you, please do not read it. 😇)

1. The games are full of "bad stuff," so it makes sense to feel bad watching it!

I never argued that a rated-M role-playing game about a post-nuclear apocalyptic world didn't have dark and mature themes to it. I simply disliked the nasty crap thrown into the show for the sake of comedic/ shock value.

A.) The incest stuff with Lucy and Sweet Home Alabama (her cousin) was made out to be funny on a Rick & Morty level like "Hahaha wow, I can't believe they put that in there!" It wasn't taken as a serious issue, just a jab at idiot humor. If you want to see incest addressed as a real problem, the indie game "The Coffin of Andy and Leyla" portrays that way better.

B.) The weird freaky guy who bangs chickens is in the same boat. It was just stupid shock value of the BoS guy breaking up two idiots fighting in the wasteland only to have one of them be a "chicken banger..." Wow, so funny! And cherry on top, Maximus just let's him go. Personally, I'd have killed him or brought him back to the chicken's owner and let him do what needs to be done, but this is a show, not a game, so you just watch the wonderful writing play out.

C.) The genetic mutation vault. Vaults do have sick messed up crap in them, that's a fact and yes there is genetic mutation in a series all about radiation, but a human lady birthing out baby monsters (gulpers) that devoured her alive... Still, never seen a Vault in the games do that. Might be a poor excuse on my end, sure, but I could've gone without seeing something as disgusting as that in my life. Also the Vault's weird cult crap with people "exposing their chests..." The Fallout games are rated-M, yeah, but never feature full nudity... I don't wanna see naked people in Fallout, if I did, I'd install mods lol. But I digress, this is HOLLYWOOD's Fallout, so I suppose they can do whatever they want with it for the sake of their "artistic vision." Again, something I'm obviously not a fan of, if someone else is, well that's their thing.

2. Oh, but Fallout has tons of s*x jokes!!!

True, the games have jokes like that especially in New Vegas with things like Fisto, the reprogrammed Protectron. Fisto, to me, IS funny because its well-written. In my opinion, Obsidian's writing was leagues better than Bethesda's Fallout games. Thank Chris Avellone and the Obsidian team for that. Fallout 4's came off very bland, boring, and inoffensive. New Vegas in particular had wonderful writers and all their jokes and innuendos were good. The TV show's attempts were nothing more than miserable Hollywood "idiot humor." The whole "wanna have s*x?" scene will never be funny, at least to me anyways. It think it's just stupid.

3. Lore doesn't matter/ it can change!

I myself have never been one to get too invested in lore of anything, but I do appreciate it when creators of a series at least try to keep things in check. While it might "not matter" for some people, you can't take that away from those who enjoy it. Lore itself is an important building block to create a strong foundation of a fictional world that fans can invest in. When lore is subject to change on a whim whenever the creators desire then it makes it harder for fans to immerse into said world. Why bother getting invested if everything you learn will only be altered constantly? Unless someone only cared about the quick thrills and enjoy things only in the moment, which is fine, I suppose, but doesn't mean everyone does.

Sure there exists many crappy live-action video game adaptions, but typically the original video game creators don't ever mention them let alone acknowledge their existence as they're made simply for "cash grabs." Take the Resident Evil movies, dime a dozen, crap adaptations, nobody really cares about. Fallout's on the other hand, while maybe its purely speak on Todd Howard's behalf, but he insists that the Fallout TV show is "canon" to the universe and will be followed through in Fallout 5. Paired with the fact the show creator said in an interview that he wasn't out to make a show to please fans of the games, saying "It's a fool's errand." Rightfully so that can make fans very upset when said show tramples on years of lore built up from previous games. Especially from the ORIGINAL Fallout games that Bethesda had nothing to do with. Disney and Star Wars is another great scenario of this.

I can fully understand why Bethesda does that though, as they're just trying to make A.) a fun game and B.) make money (more-so on B. now-a-days...) Prioritize game first, lore later. Many games do that, The Legend of Zelda games are a big one that come to mind. Like I said, I'm not a huge lore guy, but Fallout is one of my favorite series, so I appreciated it when they tried to keep things somewhat cohesive and respect the lore that came before.

End/ Final Thoughts

I still think the show is mediocre at it's very best. This is just the opinion of some guy who's liked Fallout for 14 years starting with Fallout 3. Gave the show a shot, didn't like it, not a big deal. It's not the end of the world or anything.

The show obviously wasn't made for people like myself and that's okay. If someone else likes it, good on 'em. Keep having fun and don't let me or someone else stand in your way of enjoying the things you like, but at the same time don't disrespect someone's opinion simply because they don't feel the same way as you.

"Some people just plain don't respect others, and that's a no-no. If there's one thing I won't tolerate, it's lack of respect." - The King (Fallout: New Vegas, 2010)

With all that said... I'm very tired. I didn't come back to Tumblr to argue stupid opinions over a freakin' Amazon Prime series of all things. If anyone wants to watch a good full review, I recommend ItsAGundam or SyntheticMan's on YouTube. I found them to be very good honest reviews from long term fans.

Remember to be nice to each other, respect opinions, etc. etc. Now I'm gonna go back to doing something fun like playing Minecraft or Sims.

Peace ✌️

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The Case Files of Jeweler Richard Light Novel Volume Five Review

So...this is going to be a little different than usual. I am going to go through my opinions on this novel by chapter. Spoilers ahead!!

Case 1: Citrine Undaunted:

I'm really glad that they went more into depth with Shimomura and Seigi's friendship. It was interesting to see Shimomura point out the fact that Seigi didn't call him by his first name (Haruyoshi). Of course, it was when Shimomura was leaving for Spain for flamenco guitar studying. He just sprung that on Seigi out of nowhere, it reminded me of when Seigi just up and left to search for Richard in England. I thought that that actually made sense for him since he was always carrying that guitar around.

Shimomura also knows what's going on with Seigi and Richard and he even tried hinting that to Seigi. And, like the lovable, oblivious idiot Seigi is, he has no idea what his friend is talking about.

I had spoiled myself a bit with TVTropes.com, but now I can finally say I know who the heck Maya is. Great character and I really hope I get to see more of her.

It's good to see Richard and Seigi practicing Seigi's English. Maybe he will actually be able to understand the others when he goes to England again. Probably.

Pretty short case, but was enjoyable and I finally know who Maya is.

Case 2: A Visage in Sardonyx:

Mr. Homura is finally getting married! Three times the charm I guess. Poor Seigi wants to stay far, far away from him so he doesn't accidentally get in the way. Again.

Sweet Home Alabama with Mr. Otomura. I quickly read this case once he mentioned that his unrequited love was his stepmother.

Richard telling Seigi that he could invite Tanimoto to the store was actually pretty sweet and we all know that she's only going to care about the gemstones cause she's an aro/ace queen.

Mr. Otomura is onto something as well cause he just straight up asked Seigi if he and Richard are dating. We all know that they will be, but first Seigi has to stop being oblivious.

Another shortish case, but I hope that we eventually get the scene where Tanimoto ends up visiting the shop.

Case 3: The Majesty of Zircon:

Yay! More Saul scenes! Plus the backstory of Saul and Richard meeting! It was really great to see what Richard was like before meeting Seigi and after his fallout with his family.

Monica is another great character and I'm really glad that she was able to get out of the arranged marriage she was a part of. What kind of horrible family would try to kill someone with acid? It makes me glad that I never had to live in a country where marriage practices are like that. Anyways, I'm glad that Saul took her in and that she's going to be able to have surgery to help her face.

Richard trying to get back the tiara that Monica had gotten from her father was really sweet, and thank God Saul managed to find Richard before that creepy director guy took him back to his hotel room.

Jeffery definitely deserved that punch from Richard when he basically told Richard that he gaslighted Deborah's entire family and Deborah herself to break off the marriage. Start of villain Jeffrey~

At the end of the case, Saul also knows what's going on with Richard and Seigi. And, once again, Seigi is oblivious.

I really loved this case cause I love a good backstory.

Case 4: The Grace of Peridot:

Chieko is finally brought into the story and surprise, surprise! Her daughter is Mr. Homura's soon-to-be wife! The backstory with Chieko and Catherine plotting to make sure Catherine and Ashcroft do not get back together and Chieko is able to return to Japan is basically the same in the anime, it just goes a little bit more into detail in the novel.

I love how Mr. Homura invites both Richard and Seigi to the wedding and the two of them arrive together. Even the owner of the sushi shop next door to the shop thinks that Richard and Seigi are together. And, again, oblivious Seigi.

This case was really good as well, right up there with the fourth case.

Case Extra: Andalusite on Christmas Eve:

Henry wished Richard a Merry Christmas! I'm glad that everything that happened in England is slowly getting resolved.

Loved the ending where it was just Richard and Seigi bantering back and forth. They're just so adorable.

Really short case, but enjoyable!

Case Extra: Tiger's Eye Look Back:

This one was only seven pages long, but it still has oblivious Seigi, Seigi still thinking Richard is beautiful, and more training in English.

Extremely short, but still good!

All in all, really good light novel, and now I have to wait until November for the sixth one! And that means three more months until Seigi's biological father comes into the scene. I will not be putting the book down once it arrives.