#they are like johnny and Carl to me...

[its-kinda-snowy]

Well-well-well, look what the cat dragged in

[chuckletons]

NEWLY UNEARTHED CARL APPEARANCE IN UK CN MAGAZINE

[apparentlyhuman]

He is telling him about his day at school :']

[disgustingtwitches]

MDNI

Working at a restaurant with 141!(Part 5)

The shithead owner decides that he needs to sign up for a "restaurant renovation" show. Chaos ensues.

"A fucking TV show?"

Gaz frowns while polishing glasses.

"Told him it was a bad idea."

Price shrugs, lighting a cigar. You are horrified, being on the screen for millions of people to see was nerve wracking. And it'll be the first time you meet the owner.

"Restaurant renovation... Lik' he gives twa fucks aboot renovating this shitehole."

Johnny ashes his smoke and passes it to you. You take a deep drag and sigh, this is gonna be a disaster.

~

Cameras are set up everywhere, everyone's mic'd up, there are too many people in too small of a space. Some obnoxiously loud man introduces himself. He seems to be an amalgamation of every TV host you've ever seen, wearing too much cologne and too much hair gel. He puts a hand on your shoulder,

"The place looks terrible but at least they got something nice to look at here."

He flashes a smile, cheap veneer blindingly white. You awkwardly laugh while Price steps in, introducing himself. You scurry away to the back where the rest of the boys are,

"I want everyone to be on their best behavior today. No fucking around. Don't make me look bad."

The owner is a bland man, average height and weight, with a shitty haircut and wearing an ugly flashy shirt. He turns around and briefly introduces himself, he already smells like liquor. Great. He gets waved over to get interviewed by the host. You and the guys watch from the other end of the restaurant. It's quite embarrassing, the host pointing out how run down the place looks, the menu is confusing and overwhelming, and then asks if he's drunk,

"I can smell the alcohol from here Carl... it's only 11am buddy."

The owner stutters and blinks,

"I- just uh, just a crazy night is all."

The host stares, unconvinced. Carl shifts awkwardly in his chair. The next segment was ordering food apparently, so you were up. You walk up to the table as the host asks you a barrage of questions,

"How would you say the fish is here? Is everything fresh? What do you think of the steak? Do you have any recommendations?"

When you say you only ate the fries from here and he laughs loudly,

"That is not a good sign folks!"

He stares at the camera, showing off teeth that were too big for his mouth before you walk off and punch in the order. There's a cameraman recording John and Simon cooking,

"Steak and potatoes."

John reads the slip out loud, they move around the kitchen while the owner watches. For such a simple dish there's a lot of chaos, Carl is yelling at them to move faster and cook properly, John is busy arguing with Carl and burns the steak, Simon plates up the food and hands it off to you. You place the plate down in front of the host,

"Oh...oh my God..."

You keep a straight face, hands behind your back. The host looks back up at you,

"Does the food usually come out like this?"

There's a tone of disgust and concern, his eyebrows turned up, you shrug. He stares back down at the filet and cuts into it,

"It's very impressive that one is able to overcook such a large piece of meat. That takes...skill."

You watch concertedly as he picks up a piece and puts it into his mouth, it looks like he wants to cry.

He goes on to complain about the quality of the food to the camera as he walks to the kitchen,

"At least it's clean back here. I've seen kitchens in wors- is that a fucking pigeon?"

Sure enough, there is. How the fuck did it get in here?

"Oh! I just left the door open to let some fresh air in..."

Carl awkwardly tries to catch the bird while the boys watch amusedly, even the camera crew stifle a laugh.

"Christ Almighty, what is wrong with you man?"

The host shakes his head, watching the whole scene in disbelief. Eventually, the bird is out of the building and the sweep of the kitchen continues.

"Food is not expired, everything is stored properly, it's all very well organized. I was honestly expecting worse."

The host walks up to the bar next, plucking up bottles and examining them,

"So, Kyle is it? How long have you been working here for?"

"Just a little over five years."

Gaz leans against the bar. There's a gasp and the host waves the camera over,

"Look at this shit,"

He points at the label,

"Expired in August,"

You look over at Gaz and Soap, they look like they're about to piss themselves, holding back laughs.

"Of 2012!"

The host looks disgusted,

"Why didn't you throw this away?"

"Carl told me to not toss anything."

Kyle shrugged. Soap is almost in tears, shaking, trying to bite back a howl of laughter.

The next two days are like this, you don't know why Carl hasn't pulled the plug on this fiasco yet,

"I think he's getting drunker as the days go by."

Johnny says, ashing his cigarette. There's a nod from Simon,

"I think he enjoys being embarrassed, seems like the type to get off on that."

'The big finale' as the host calls it, means getting a new menu, refreshing the cooks(John's) skills, and cleaning out the bar. The place is opened and there's a line out of the door. It's overwhelming, the customers are putting on a show, acting like dickheads and sending everything back even when there's nothing wrong with the food. Simon and John are on top of everything, putting out food as fast as possible, Carl is shitting himself running around the kitchen like a headless chicken. The night goes by fast and everyone is at the bar,

"So the cooks are for the most part competent, the waitress is amazing, and the bartender is well... The man can do no wrong. The problem here is you,"

The host points at Carl who is fucking sloshed swaying back and forth,

"I genuinely think this restaurant would be better off without you."

Carl starts bawling. The host is visibly uncomfortable. The boys and you are looking at each other. Then when all the cameras and lights are gone, it's all back to normal. Carl is looking for reassurance from anyone and you and the boys just pack up and head home, Price patting him on the back,

"You'll be alright."

~

A few months later, you're all sat on the couch watching the TV. Johnny's over the moon pointing at the screen,

"Look thare A am! See hou sexy A look?"

He's smiling and waving at the camera in the background of the scene where Carl is crying his eyes out. That gets a laugh out of Gaz,

"You're a sick bastard, Soap."

Once the episode dropped, the restaurant got busy for a few months. Most of the customers are horny women ogling at Kyle. On occasion you get the request to bring out "the scary looking one" and you just laugh it off.

"You're so lucky working with all these guys, I don't know if I'd be able to control myself,"

A particularly drunk woman said to you one day. You just smile while Kyle winks at you over his shoulder.

[lunarnightt]

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ⎯ Carl Grimes

WARNINGS! ⎯ there are none! Just pure fluff! SUMMARY ⎯ Your father, Daryl Dixon, always treated your mother like a queen before she died; now you want someone to do the same, and who better than your best friend, Carl Grimes. A/N ⎯ This is based on the song 'Like My Father' by Jax. I also want to thank everyone who LOVED my Carl Grimes x Gothic reader so much! I love you all!

For as long as you could remember; your father treated your mother like a goddess, like a queen.

Whatever she wanted, she got. whatever she asked for, she got. There were never any ifs or buts about it. Your dad worshipped the ground she walked and treasured her like any man should do a woman.

As you got older, you watched your father do everything he could for your mother. He would constantly have dinner dates with her, and take her on romantic walks in the middle of the night when they thought you were asleep. This never changed when your mom got cancer and started doing chemo.

Your father shaved his own head with her so she wouldn't be alone, held her hand during every treatment, and watched her throw up blood until her last dying breath.

Your mother died before the world went to shit so there you were, sitting at the query watching other kids play with their moms and dads, silently resenting them for having both. Your mother was dead and your dad was cold and couldn't care what you did anymore because he was still grieving the loss of his wife.

That was when that changed; a little boy walked up to you and practically forced you to play with him. You would learn that his name was Carl and he too lost his dad but of course, we all know how that went.

Eventually, you and Carl became best friends; going and growing through hell together. You both survived through so much and yet you helped him look on the brighter side of life.

Over time, as you two grew older, the two of you slowly fell in love with one another but never said a thing because one- you're either running from the dead, and two- neither one of you thought you liked each other back.

But one thing was for certain; you wanted a man who loves you like you're father loved your mom.

It was like any other day for you and Carl. You both sat in your bedroom reading comic books, the soft sound of Johnny Cash playing in the background filling your ears.

You looked over at the Grimes boy, looking over the handsome features you've grown to love over the last few years; to his long shaggy hair, his beat-up cowboy hat, and his missing eye something he was very insecure of but you thought was badass.

Before he could catch your gaze though, you looked down and the record stopped playing which made the both of you groan. "Great. Now one of us has to get up and flip it over." You whined, crossing your arms over your chest and looking at the record player in your room.

Carl sighed and pushed himself off the ground, walking over to the record playing and taking the record off. "What are you doing?" You asked, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. Carl smiled and turned to you. "Putting on Abba. I thought Dancing Queen was your favorite and you want to listen to it?" He spoke and he wasn't entirely wrong.

"I do but I thought you wanted to listen to Johnny Cash?" You spoke softly and Carl just rolled his eye and turned to face you. "Does it matter what I want?" He spoke before turning to face the record player and placing the needle on the record, the song Dancing Queen filling the room as he made his way and sat back down next to you.

That day you knew that Carl was the type you wanted, the type you knew would love you like your father did to your mom.

So, you contemplated forever, debating on telling him how you felt but when you did; you wrote him a nice simple letter and left it on the inside of his hat. It took him a while but he finally found it, looking at it with confusion while the words "read me cowboy" jumped out at him in all capital letters.

He knew it was from you because only you called him cowboy and only you would do something like leaving a letter on the inside of his hat.

So, he read it as instructed and he became over the moon because not only did you tell him how you felt but you actually liked him back.

Carl rushed out of the house to look for you, going to all the places he knew you would be. He went to Rosita, to Maggie and Glenn's place because you loved playing with Herschal Jr before finally finding you training with Jesus.

"Looks like you're boyfriend is here" Jesus joked which made you roll your eyes and flip him off as you made your way over to Carl. "Hey cowboy" You spoke with a teasing smirk but your smirk was wiped clean off your face when he held up the letter.

"Are you telling the truth?" He asked, needing reassurance like he always did when he was unsure of something. You gave him a small smile and nodded your head. "Yes. Why would I lie to you of all people?" You asked and before you could say anything else, his lips were pressed against yours.

As the two of you kissed, your hand moved to the back of his neck while his hands moved to your waist. After a minute, the two of you pulled apart and he pressed his forehead against yours.

"You don't know how long I wanted to do that" He whispered against your lips and you giggled, moving to play with the soft locks of his hair. "It's about damn time, cowboy" You spoke back and he immediately pressed his lips against yours, capturing your lips in a searing kiss.

Ever since then, he truly loved you like your father did your mom and maybe even more than he ever did.

[raziiyah]

tbh when i first watched monsters at work season 2 i was sad when johnny ended up being evil, bc i liked to think johnny put his rivalry with mike behind him and became a better person. like, i don't mind him being an antagonist, that was a given, but even though johnny was mean, idk he had standards? (other than the fact he was going to donate the funds from selling merch of OK's humiliation to charity like at least its for a good cause LOL) for instance, you can tell that ror values genuine skill, hard work and education, like when they reconsider sulley's placement in ror because of his dismissive attitude about his low grades, despite him being the image of a top scarer and being the son of a famous scarer

from this you can assume johnny also spent a lot of time studying and working fair and square to get good grades instead of trying to sail by, and that he wouldn't resort to cheating and got to his level through hard work and not solely his family name, unlike mu sulley initially

my point is that even though johnny did some bad things, he never did anything necessarily unfair to achieve his goals or win. even though johnny being an antagonist in maw wasn't a big surprise, i never saw him being randall boggs level of villainy. i will say he did a good job at being charismatic because even though he was an obvious antagonist and i knew it, i was still hoping he was a good person and became disappointed when his big plan was revealed

also this is really minor but i figured to just mention that there's a scene in s2 ep 10 where he gets carter's name wrong and calls him kenny, and when carter corrects him, johnny acts dissmissive and calls him carl, saying it wrong again and hardly acknowledging him. like he's shown to be charismatic and actually knowledgeable on knowing and caring about everyone's names beforehand, like he knows every employee he talks to at fear co, but now he's randomly being indifferent because, it was revealed he was a bad guy to just the audience and tylor? it's small but idk i thought i'd bring it up

what i found interesting about johnny sabotaging monsters inc and resorting to stealing laugh energy and claming it as fear co's is that to me, it didn't seem like something johnny (at least mu johnny) would do. however, it does seem like something mi randall would do

we already know that ror was a primary force into shaping randall's mindset and behavior in monsters university. and with johnny being the leader of ror and like the most popular guy on campus, i think it's fair to say johnny had a huge influence on randall during his uni years, which would cultivate into the personality he's known for in monsters inc

bringing it back to maw, perhaps johnny would first try to think of ideas to rival laugh power through improving scream, but randall would come up with ideas that would involve playing dirty and flat out sabotaging mi. this would've been great for johnny, to damage the reputation of laugh energy and improve the views on fear co., and would've doubled as giving randall an opportunity to get back at mike and sulley. i mean of course he would go the vengeful route

with randall constructing the scream extractor in mi, we know he's not shy to the idea of getting what he wants by unsavory means and at the detriment of others, and he could've pushed this mindset on johnny. maybe johnny's morals would've made him refuse at first; i like to think that he truly didn't want to go through with it wanting to do what he's ways done at the company and get things the honest way, but randall would've taunted him and pushed him to follow through with it, tempting him by saying that by doing this, he'd be protecting scaring, scream energy, and his family's legacy. despite what his conscience was saying, he had to for the sake of the company, a mindset similar to waternoose. with randall influencing his judgment to get what he wants, i think johnny would've been pressured to make the decision to follow through with this plan in order to save face

my point being: johnny influenced randall, and in return, randall influenced johnny

and they both suffered the consequences

[blackfyrerebels]

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Allison Reynolds

tag: #basketcase "Obsessed" - @bloody-cupcakes Kleptomaniac - @lanawinterscigarettes

Angus Tully

tag: #angustully Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 - @anyarose011

Carl Grimes

tag: #carlgrimes My Parent's Rings - @carlsangel

Andrew Hozier-Byrne

tag: #hozier Double Babysitter - @man-i-love-fanfiction

Dale Cooper

tag: #dalecooper Bothered - @iwritefandomimagines Dale Cooper x Reader - @pinkdaiisies Dale x intern!reader - @4pologygir1

Edmund Pevensie

tag: #edmundpevensie Three Years - @writersmacchiato

Haymitch Abernathy

tag: #haymitch A Pawn Once More - @ama0310

Hawkeye Pierce

tag: #hawkeye Pediatrics - @callsign-scully It's Never Your Fault - @lunarsaturn88 Just the Way You Are - @shmaptainwrites "Care Package" - @myveryownfanfiction Good Enough - @make-me-imagine

Johnny

tag: #nakedjohnny The Couch Degenerate ❤️‍🔥 - @chicaboom-chic note: dead dove Thank You - @justagirlwholikesadam

Josephine March

tag: #jomarch We Fell In Love In October - @cauliflowertree

Kevin Khatchadourian

tag: #kevinkhatchadourian Tender - @unwantedshivering

Marty McFly

tag: #martymcfly All of You - @ash5monster01

Mickey Barnes

tag: #mickeybarnes I Won't Leave You | Part 2 - @strangecreaturewrites Not A Sin | Part 2 - @strangecreaturewrites

Nathan Caine

tag: #novocaine "Kissing in the office" - @scarletttries

Rustin Cohle

tag: #rustincohle Televangelism - @fallenprophets Bird In a Cage - @reds-writings

Sayid Jarrah

tag: #sayidjarrah Hope - @underratedbreadcrust

[swangirlxoxo]

BE MY ANGEL

previous chapter - https://www.tumblr.com/swangirlxoxo/780218307823452160/be-my-angel

CHAPTER 4/10

TWs - masturbation, religious guilt

🪽

Months go by. People get hurt. People die.

But Gemma’s still here. So is Johnny. And every morning she wakes and sees his little face, warm and safe and still alive, she thanks God for that mercy.

They kneel beside the bottom bed like they always do after they wake up and get dressed.

“Dear Heavenly Father,” Johnny begins, his voice small but so very serious. “Thanks a ton for another day of life on Earth. Please watch over us today, and please say hello to our friends in heaven for us.” He pauses and she knows, without even looking, that he’s peeking at her to see if she’s about to take over.

“And, please, O my God, I most humbly thank Thee for all the love Thou hast bestowed upon me up to the present moment. I give Thee thanks from the bottom of my heart that Thou hast created me after Thine own image and likeness, that Thou hast redeemed me by the precious blood of Thy dear Son, and that Thou hast preserved me and brought me safe to the beginning of another day. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.”

Johnny crosses himself clumsily, then looks up at her with a pout. “You always sound so much better than me.”

She smiles and ruffles his hair. “Well, I am a nun, J. You’re just a boy.” Then she pokes his side, earning a burst of laughter.

“What’so funny?” comes a deep voice. Daryl stands in the doorway of her and Johnny’s cell, leaning against the frame, little (hardly noticeable) smile on his lips. It makes her stomach flip.

Johnny, still giggly, jumps up to his feet and skips over to Daryl. He still, after all this time, looks to the man like he’s some Holy figure. Maybe, just maybe, Gemma gets why.

“Sister tickled me.”

“Well, that ain’t nice,” Daryl tells the boy, peering down at him all serious. He looks Gemma. “Brought in a buck this mornin’—“

“Yay!” Johnny yelps.

“—think you can help Carol fix it up?”

So, soon thereafter, Gemma stands beside Carol in the outdoor kitchen area, sleeves of her tunic rolled up, hands busy cutting vegetables while a pot simmers on the fire.

There are more mouths to feed now—ever since they took in all those people from that dreadful community. They also take in new people all the time now that they find on the road. She and Carol talk about random things, about how Johnny’s outgrowing his shoes again, about how little Judith is teething.

It’s easy, domestic. Nice.

Nearby, Johnny runs through the yard with Carl and Patrick, playing with a soccer ball. For a moment, it almost feels like maybe they’re just kids at recess and not survivors behind barbed wire fences. Yet, among the boys, Carl stands out. There’s something different about him. Gemma sees it, she’s sure everyone else can to. Ever since Lori’s terrible death all those months ago, there’s this dreadful sorrow in the boy’s eyes.

Carol hands her a bowl. “You’ve been sleeping better?” she asks gently.

Gemma hesitates, then nods. “Some. Not every night, but…” She shrugs. Her nightmares only got worse and worse the longer she was in the prison. And then everything happened with that Governor man, and somehow they got even worse. Things have been a bit better these past few weeks, but she is still haunted. Still prays more than maybe ever before, trying to scare away the demons that stalk her dreams.

She hates to shed her habit, even at night. Sometimes she falls asleep with it on. She rushes her showers so she can get back into it quicker.

It’s…comfort, she supposes. It feels safe and normal and like a shield against the world. She knows she gets weird looks from the new people. Why are you still wearing that? their exhausted and haunted eyes seem to say.

She ignores them. Because it’s for her. Not them.

Carol and Gemma pass out plates of food to the residents of the prison, who cluster around the picnic tables chatting and laughing. It feels almost too normal. Like a dream.

Gemma’s hands are steady as she slices another strip of meat from the roasted buck. Her knife moves with practice. She’s mid-cut when she hears him. People greeting him kindly, him greeting back.

“Smells good,” Daryl says, his voice low, suddenly behind her.

Too close.

She can feel his breath almost stir her veil as he leans forward to peer at the meat on the cutting board.

Carol teases, “Just so you know, we liked you first.”


She gives a sideways glance at Gemma and grins knowingly.

Gemma’s cheeks burn. She swallows hard.

“Stop,” Daryl mutters. He reaches down—fingers rough, dirt under his nails—and snatches a sliver of meat Gemma just sliced. She watches his hand as if it’s moving in slow motion. Watches it bring the meat to his lips.

His mouth. His fingers.

Her hands shake.


She quickly sets the knife down and pretends to adjust the tray.

“You know,” he says, chewing, “Rick brought in a lot of 'em too.”

“Not recently,” Gemma says before she can stop herself.

Carol nods. “Give the stranger sanctuary, keep people fed, you’re gonna have to learn to live with the love.”

Love.

Daryl brushes the comment off with a shrug and a scoff.

“I need you to see something,” Carol says to him, nodding toward the fence line.

She looks to Patrick, who’s wandered from the group of kids to get food.

“Patrick? Can you help Sister Maria Anne finish up?”

“Yes ma’am. I’d love to help the Sister.”


Gemma almost rolls her eyes.

The Sister. That’s what the newcomers always call her.

Before he turns to follow Carol, Daryl pauses.

He wipes his hand on his jeans, then reaches out and lays his palm on her shoulder.

Gemma stiffens.


His hand is hot, calloused, grounding.

“Thanks, Sister,” he says, voice low and sincere. “Food’s great. As always.”

She doesn't respond. She can’t. Not with words. Just nods.

He walks away.

And she feels that touch for hours.

🪽

She’s helping Beth strip a few cots in the cell block when she hears her name called.

It’s Michonne.

“You’re back,” Gemma says, smiling, voice warm.

Michonne pulls something from her satchel and hands it out to her without ceremony. A weathered, leather-bound book. Gold edges worn away.

Gemma blinks, then takes the book into her hands and opens. Latin text. Vulgate script. Old, but intact.

“I—I can’t believe you remembered.”

“You asked,” Michonne shrugs, a half-smile forming on her lips. “You wanted Latin, right?”

Gemma throws her arms around her without thinking. She had asked weeks ago if Michonne could keep an eye out for a Latin bible. She had English ones, of course, but it wasn’t the same.

Michonne stiffens for a second—but then chuckles and pats her back awkwardly.

“Okay, okay. You’re welcome.”

She pulls away, beaming, clutching the Bible to her chest.

Later, Johnny finds her sitting on the steps near the cell block, thumbing through the Latin verses, lips moving in silent translation.

“Sister Maria Anne!” he chirps, running over with a little Spider-Man figurine that Daryl had found for him a few months back.

“Yes, my love?”

She sets the Bible aside and scoops him into her side.

“They’re back from the run. I think something bad happened.”

Something bad did happen. One of the newer people, a teen boy named Zach, was dead.

She tries to comfort Beth that night, as she had been dating him for a few weeks. But Beth doesn’t seem to want comfort. Gemma offers to pray for Zach with Beth, but the younger girl tells her that she’s just tired and wants to sleep, so she leaves Beth be.

She walks from Beth’s cell to her and Johnny’s with a frown on her face.

She almost runs right into Daryl.

“You alright?” he asks, steadying her.

Hands.

His hands on her arms.

She nods too quickly. “Yeah. Just...sad about the news.”

He nods and stares at her a second longer, then gestures toward her cheek. “You got dirt.”

Before she can react, he lifts his hand and—very gently—brushes a thumb across her cheekbone.

And that’s it.

Just a simple touch.

Skin on skin.

But…

Her pulse slams. Her stomach turns to fire. Her whole body tenses like it’s about to break.

He pulls back like nothing happened. “See you tomorrow. Sleep well.”

Gemma doesn’t move. Her mouth is dry. Her heart’s in her throat. She watches him walk away. She stares after him, trembling slightly, breath stuck in her chest.

Johnny is waiting for her to say their prayers and tuck him in when she entered their cell.

She gets him settled for bed and gets under her covers. But she can’t sleep. Gemma lies awake, staring at the cracked ceiling. Moonlight spills in through the barred window. Johnny sleeps in the bunk above her, snoring gently.

She presses her fingers to the place where Daryl touched her.

It burns.

Not like fire. Like want. Like need.

She squeezes her eyes shut, but all she sees is his mouth, the rough callouses of his fingers, the way his hair falls into his eyes.

She wants him. Badly. Desperately.

Shamefully.

Her thighs press together, and she lets out the smallest, strangled breath.

She doesn’t want to feel this way. She’s not supposed to. But she does.

And she’s drowning in it.

Her body aches with tension, her breath shallow.

She can’t sleep like this.

She’s never really felt this before.

Not like this—but something like it. A flicker. A heat. A strange, low ache in her belly. It’s not unknown. Just buried. Forgotten.

But it had never happened with the boys back home, not really. She let them kiss her, fumble at her blouse with clumsy fingers. She made all the right noises, tilted her head, parted her lips. Pretended. Because it was easier that way. Because she thought that’s what love was supposed to feel like.

It never made her throb. Never made her tremble.

And when she took her vows, she sealed those feelings up in a box and left it at the feet of the Lord. Let Him take it. Let it rot.

Then the world ended. And desire felt stupid. Small. Dangerous.

But then there was Daryl.

Fucking Daryl Dixon.

With his strong arms. His Southern drawl, all low and raspy. The way his lips move when he talks. His fingers, always busy—fixing things, cleaning his crossbow, even gutting squirrels. The way he eats, like he’s never sure when the next meal’s coming. The way he looks at people—like he sees too much. Like he sees her. His hair’s always falling into his face. Brown and sweat-slick. Sometimes he tucks it behind his ear and Gemma imagines being that ear. Just to feel his touch.

Her thighs clench tight when she thinks about him. Her chest aches. Her core pulses. Her underwear is wet before she even realizes she’s been thinking about his mouth. About what it would feel like on her throat, on her stomach, lower. She feels it constantly—just watching him exist. Talk. Work. Smirk.

It’s unbearable.

And worse—she doesn't know what the hell to do about it.

Because she’s a nun.

A nun.

She’s married to God.

But this hunger—it doesn’t care.

It comes at night, in silence, in shame.

That night, the prison is quiet. Most are in for the night. The gates are watched. They are safe.

Gemma slides out of bed. Her legs are trembling. Her breath is shallow. She throws her habit back on hastily. The veil over her hair. She grabs her toiletries in trembling hands and walks to the shower room.

Inside, she locks the door.

She doesn’t turn on the water.

She stands there, breathing hard. Her reflection in the small cracked mirror looks like someone else. Her cheeks are flushed. Her lips parted. Her eyes—wide and hungry and scared.

She pulls off her habit slowly. Then her nightgown. Her underthings, damp with need. She folds them on the bench with shaking hands.

She sits down on the cold tile. Back against the wall. Her legs spread before she can think too hard about it.

She starts with a tentative brush of her fingertips against her center, and gasps—her whole body twitching from just that. It's electric.

Her folds so sensitive they quiver from the slightest touch. She’s never felt this swollen before, never this desperate.

She pictures him with his hands between her legs. Telling her she’s beautiful. Telling her she’s his. His fingers working her open. His mouth wet on her. Hot breath and teeth and tongue. His voice in her ear, low and filthy.

Slippery warmth coats her fingers. She circles her clit, gently at first.

Daryl’s hands—large, calloused, rough like bark—sliding under her tunic, between her thighs. Peeling her open. Stroking her just like this. She bites down on her fist to keep from moaning too loud.

Her hips jerk up.

She rubs harder.

Faster.

Her breath comes out in short, wet gasps.

The pressure builds fast, sharp and overwhelming, like something she’s been denying for years is finally breaking free.

She imagines his mouth on her breasts. His tongue between her legs. His scruff scraping her inner thighs. His voice—gruff, low—saying her name, her real name.

“Gemma.”

Oh, God.

Her back arches off the floor. Her free hand grabs her breast, squeezing, teasing her nipple until it's hard and aching. She pinches it, moaning.

She's rocking now—grinding her hips against her hand like a woman possessed.

A trembling, sweating, blaspheming woman.

And when she finally tips over the edge, it's violent.

Her body locks up. Her thighs snap shut around her hand. Her mouth drops open in a silent scream. Waves roll through her—hot, unbearable waves of ecstasy. Her whole body convulses as she comes—hard—for the first time in her life.

When it passes, she’s shaking.

Tears spill down her cheeks before she even knows she’s crying.

She curls in on herself, gasping for air, fingers still wet with evidence. Her chest rises and falls too fast. Her lips tremble.

What did I do? What did I just do?

She crawls to the shower like a sinner begging penance. She scrubs herself raw under the scalding water. Rubs her thighs, her arms, her hands—like she can erase the hunger. The memory. The truth.

But no matter how much she prays, no matter how many Hail Marys she whispers into the steam, the feeling lingers.

The want remains.

🪽

next chapter - https://www.tumblr.com/swangirlxoxo/784996351599673344/be-my-angel

[mostlyinthemorning]

Around Schitt's Creek in 80 Days 1.09

1.09 Carl's Funeral

Johnny agrees to speak at a stranger's funeral; Alexis struggles with her boyfriend's love of animals.

IMDB Rating: 7.5

Playlist:

Let's Order a Pizza - Pkew Pkew Pkew

Oh Danny Boy - Frederic Weatherly

Best lines:

You smell... very flammable right now.

—and—

Nothing says we'll miss you like an excerpt from "Breaking Dawn," one of Carl's favourites of the Twilight movies.

David's clothes: Surface to Air (l) and ASOS sweater (r)

Moira's wig (extensions? idk)

Prop (who doesn't want to visit the Corn Festival? Looks like we might need a time machine to visit the 1962 version. Fun fact, there is a town near me that hosts a real live corn festival every year. I have never been.)

Video:

Bonus read:

Fic rec: Rose's Eleven by leupagus

“Mr. Rose what do you think you would do if released?”

See you tomorrow!

[siddyyyyyyyy]

University Romance

Johnny 'Soap' McTavish x female!Reader

this is part two to: University Romance, part three

Wc: ~2.1 k

warnings: none, no y/n used, 'crazy' chemistry professor Soap, Johnny and Reader are about the same age, the name of the university is fictional

summary: You and Johnny are two professors at a university, and he often catches you working late in your office. Also, you're just really good friends and there's probably more to it.

a/n: a lot of cringe in here and just yapping, I'm pretty sure I will make a third part to it and see how it goes. Have fun!

Redcrest High Academy, Wednesday 9:00 AM

Okay... maybe, hopefully, they haven't heard of these ridiculous assumptions from his students. First semester, they're still pretty young, stupid, and still have to get used to being in a university. Of course they will assume something like this, their frontal lobe hasn't even developed completely yet, has it? Is it even such a big deal to be mistaken as a couple?

»Stupid boom box...« Johnny mutters under his breath, making you confused at the same time.

»Carl, boom box; he asked if we were married. And I'm pretty sure he is the one who came up with all these rumors.« He adds, clarifying your confusion and making up a theory at the same time.

»Oh, so we should just have a talk with him, and then it's done.«

»No! It's too late!«

He surprises you by taking this situation so seriously. There must be something else.

»Okay, that's a bit dramatic, don't you think?«

He sighs out dramatically once more and throws his head back, eventually taking you by your shoulders and shaking you lightly.

»You don't get it! Soon, everyone will know, and I don't-«

The door swings open and, Kyle stands there, papers in his hand while his other still holds the doorknob. You're both looking over to him, Johnny having a rather stressed expression on his face. Kyle looks between the two of you, staying still in his spot while the silence stretches out.

»Am I interrupting something?« The physics professor breaks the silence, a faint smirk on his lips. Johnny almost squeezes your shoulders in a death grip before he lets go, being still a bit out of the wind.

»No! Of course not, what's up?« He answers almost too quickly and puts his hands on his hips, focused on Kyle and trying really hard to pretend nothing happened.

Kyle takes a small step back, closing the door just a tad bit but keeps his eyes on you both.

»I can also come in later if I was a bother. No worries.« He clarifies, earning a look from you both. He waves the stack of papers in his free hand, ready to just close the door and leave from the lack of response from the two of you.

»Wait, no, Kyle— you can just give me the papers and...« Johnny steps to him and takes the papers, glancing down at them before he looks to Kyle once more.

»Do you think we're married?« He asks, having a serious look on his face while awaiting Kyles answer. Kyle smrik widens, pretending to think he meant him and Johnny, instead the two of you.

»Aren't you guys something?« He asks back and points between you both, making you look away and regret every life decision that led to this. Johnny's eyes widen, a heavy sigh leaving his lips as he dramatically puts his hand over his face.

»Thanks, Kyle.« Johnny mutters before he closes the door right on his face. He looks back to you, seeing you still feeling mostly confused about the dramatics of Johnny, and why he seems to be more exasperated than the first time he learnt about the sun exploding in about five billion years.

You sigh out softly, talking in a calmer tone.

»Why are you so upset about this? Did I miss something, or are you really just dramatic?«

He looks to you and tries to find his words, placing the stack of papers down on his desk before he leans against it.

»I just don't get why they think we are a couple... I mean, sure, I check up on your lectures sometimes and talk about you; I make sure you don't fall asleep in your office or overwork yourself, we spend our breaks together... But that doesn't mean we're married.«

You listen to him but get hung up in his words, holding your hand up for him to stop rambling.

»What did you just say?«

»We spend our breaks together?« He guesses, making you shake your head and ask again.

»No, before that.« You wait for him to repeat his words, being unsure if you heard him right.

»That I make sure you don't fall asleep here? What is it that I said?«

He makes you roll your eyes at him as he guesses again, putting both hands up and gesturing to him more impatiently.

»No, before that.«

He purses his lips, unsure if he should say it again or just somehow ignore the question, realising he said too much earlier. His lack of response makes you cross your arms and silently demand him to answer you finally. Johnny relents a moment later, sighing out sheepishly as he rubs the back of his neck.

»Okay, okay, I talk about you in class, but that has nothing to do with this.« He finally admits and leans back against his desk more while avoiding eye contact. It seems like you have got him caught in something, and this explains a lot. You don't even want to know what other stuff his students have assumed, but you are also curious about what exactly he talks about in his lectures, considering he should be teaching them chemistry.

»Just- okay... Maybe that's why your students assume that.« You sigh out, having no motivation to be upset about him. At least there's someone to blame now, and it's Johnny. »And maybe you should actually teach them about chemicals instead of... whatever you are doing.« You add to, making him rub the back of his neck. It's clear he feels embarrassed if not ashamed about it. Maybe he was this dramatic all the time, because he knew he is at fault. But then again, he doesn't make sense as he said he doesn't want anyone to know.

»Look, let's just say nothing about it. Everything is normal for now, no one suspects a thing. But if your fathere finds out...« He takes a deep breath and shakes his head faintly. »He's gonna kill me.«

He finishes off, once again with fantastic dramatics.

»Wait, what about my dad? I thought you two were good friends.«

But before he could answer you, the bell rings and signals the beginning of the next lectures. He ushers you both out of his office, guiding you back to your lecture hall, since it's next to his, waving you goodbye before stepping into his class.

He's strange.

Once Johnny enters the lecture, he is greeted by the many faces of his students and one particular student speaks up. Before he could say word though, Johnny puts his hand up to silence everyone.

»I'm not gonna answer your stupid question, but we're gonna make coloured fire!«

----

Office of your own, Wednesday 8:53 PM

It took you exactly four coffees to stay awake and distract yourself from today's events. And completing your work early on again. Your students are going to be happy to receive their assignments back early, but will probably feel concerned too. Also, you're staying late in your office again, on accident. But now that your work is done and there's nothing else to do before the next day, you decided to look through your old pictures back from your early twenties.

It felt nice just studying and living at your parents house at that time, where you weren't plagued to actually do adult stuff. But the memories are nice, seeing how much fun you had most of the time, how different your style was, the fun things you could do with your friends... how lovely Johnny stared at you? Is the caffeine catching up?

You go on that picture again, your whole friendgroup from the different classes of the university at a park, it being sunny, and making the photo look even more nostalgic. Another look at Johnny confirms his stare. Whenever he isn't occupied with something in these photos, he is most likely looking your way with a soft, almost fond, expression.

A rhythmic knock pulls you out of your train of thoughts, looking to the door that opens up. Again, Johnny walks in, most likely to force you out of this room once more.

»Wow, that's a big stack of papers. Did you do all this?« He points to all the work you've done today on the desk, approaching you at the same time.

»No, the friendly poltergeist did it.«

He smiles at the sarcastic response and huffs out amused. Once he's close enough to your desk, he leans arms against your desk, inspecting the papers. While he does that, you go on to sort through them once more, standing up while doing so.

He watches your hands work, helping out a bit at the same time. Eventually, the stack of papers are neatly sorted out, going into your bag for the next lecture.

»Damn, I look good... looked good, at least.« He speaks up, eyeing the screen of your computer while leaning over your desk a little more. It seems like you forgot to turn your computer off as he came in, quickly closing the tab with the photos now. He groans as you closed the tab, looking back to you.

»Why'd you have that open? For motivation?«

He tilts his head at you, waiting for your answer, with a subtle smirk.

»Did you know dentures used to be made out of dead soldier's teeth?«

You try to distract him, it working as he blinks and grimaces at your fun fact. He leans off your desk and you take the opppurtunity to finally turn your computer off. Johnny takes a small breath, pointing at you with his finger.

»I really wish I didn't know that.«

----

Redcrest High Academy, Friday 12:02 PM

Johnny has thought a lot about you. Since he saw these pictures on your screen, he can't help but think back to your college and university years. It was fun being in that friend group, there was always something to laugh at and the hangout's were truly something else. He lost count of how many drunk black-outs he had already, how many times he pulled all-nighters to study, and how many times he tried to ask you out. If he only had the courage... if he weren't that hesitant, he is sure you two were indeed married by now.

But he remembers that time his friends and him hung out at your place for the first time, just before your university years as students started. Your house was rather big with two floors and a back yard. At that time of the summer, you used your back yard to grill and hang out at. He can remember how surprised he was when he saw how pretty it was, not having expected much. But that positive surprise surely died down quickly when your dad came by to help with the grill.

He looked intimidating then, a few inches taller than himself and looking rather rough. But then again, that small scare flew by once your dad introduced himself and finally smiled politely.

John Price, or 'mister Price' as how he calls him, even now. He knew he'd need to make a good impression on him and didn't drink as much as usual, trying to talk to your dad a little more. Of course, it was that same evening when your friends found out about his profession, or at least just knew that he was an SAS-soldier not too long ago. A captain as well.

At that point, he knew he probably had no real chance with you. He knew, if he fucked up, there's a whole SAS-team after him. So, he settled on just being good friends with you, mostly because of your father and his own fear of rejection.

Your father, on the other hand, befriended himself quickly with Johnny, having chatted about explosives most of the time in that same evening. He was sure Johnny and your friends were nice, not having anything against those.

You invited Johnny over more frequently, having had late study sessions, talking with your father about different stuff, and also more grill parties with your friend group. You could say your father became more fund of Johnny with time, having made more jokes and teases than necessary about you two.

»When are you marrying, son?«

He really wanted to ignore that question the first time your father asked him that. But he couldn't, and really tried his best to find the correct answer to it, but also not lie.

»We aren't together, sir.«

John waves a dismissive hand at him, huffing out lightly.

»Please, I've seen how you look at her. Don't waste your time before she finds someone else... and stop with the formalities. I told you that already.«

After a small pep talk from your father, he had some more courage to be closer to you, but still not enough to ask you out.

For some reason, it was harder than it looked like.

Even now, as your both fully grown adults and working together, he can't just walk up to you and propose something as a date. But now, with everyone thinking you are engaged, it might be the perfect oppurtunity to finally ask you out.

a/n: wow, again a cliffhanger, who would have thought!1!1! I hope you enjoyed it, I'm working on two fics right now, so I can't say when the next part is coming out. Probably soon.

[strawberrybobamilk]

GTA Protagonists x Reader Scenarios - Spending Halloween With Them

TW: Language, suggestive ending

Claude

Halloween isn't his favorite holiday, but will have lots of fun in decorating the house, eating sweets and bingewatching movies with you anyway.

Tommy

Likes watching classic 80s horror movies with you and dressing up as the villains from those movies.

"Trick or treat motherfuckers!"

Carl

He doesn't care how old you both are, he'll happily go trick or treating with you. He'll refuse to go dressed as a ghost, vampire etc though, as he thinks they are "too generic and unoriginal".

You: "What will you dress up as then?"

CJ: "A Ballas member. Nothing is nastier than them"

Toni

He'll go trick or treating with you, dressed up as a bloodstained killer butcher.

You: "Er, interesting choice, but why?..."

Toni: "Trust me, you don't wanna know"

Victor

Will surprise you with a pumpkin pie with cute spider decorations.

"Thought it would be a nice Halloween treat, darling"

Niko

He personally never really cared about Halloween, but definitely won't say no to candy corn! Also expect Roman, Mallorie and Brucie to come visit, all dressed up in various wacky costumes.

"Well, at least it's nice here with you guys"

Johnny

For him this day is more like an excuse to wear vampire fangs (he secretly has a thing for vampires).

"Damn you look hot, can you keep those on next month too? Or even better, forever?"

Luis

Will make his club serve pumpkin flavored cocktails to celebrate.

"Come over here and have a taste Y/N! It's free for you, like always"

Huang

Will buy more candy than usual during october. He says it's in order to ensure they have a good stock of them for october 31th, but you know it's just an excuse. Will wake up feeling sick on november 1st.

You: "I told you to not eat so much candy Huang!"

Huang: "Urgh, it's not the candy Y/N, it's... something that's not the candy, okay?!"

Franklin

He'll just chill with you and watch horror movies together.

"Alright let's do this, gotta use my Vinewood+ subscription somehow!"

Michael

Similarly to Franklin, he will (DEFINITELY) watch horror movies with you, but only the older ones.

"Ahhh, the old classics, the newer ones focus too much on jumpscares and gore"

Trevor

Loves Halloween, its spooky and gritty atmosphere, and will carve pumpkins with you already by september 1st. Just don't ask him why do those pumpkins have "questionable" holes.

"It's called a pumpkink sweetcheeks"

[kadentherabbit]

Hi guys!!!! Soo this is my master list, it will be updated as I write more fanfics in the future, I currently write for ahs/evan peters characters, DC characters and possibly Donnie Darko in the near future! Make a request to be on my tag list!

A little more about me I suppose: gay and trans! Please only refer to me with he/him pronouns. I enjoy gory movies or movies with Evan Peter’s in them :3. You can refer to me as Kaden! I love writing, one of my favorite hobbies but it takes me a while to have any motivation so keep that in mind!

Most of my fics will be about men, and in a gender neutral fashion unless I’m requested specifically male reader or female reader! Keep reading for more!!

My CAI.

My JAI.

My bot requests

I will not write fics that include:

Any bodily fluids that aren’t spit, cum or blood (Strict limits).

Age gaps that include one party being under the age of 18 and another party being over the age of 18. (Aka any sort of pedophilia)

Fics that involve childbirth/pregnancy (may change in future).

Incest or stepcest. Platonic family relationships only.

Threesomes or any smut that includes more than 2 people (may change in future)

Smut for any female or AFAB character.

I hate writing angst.

Characters I currently feel comfortable writing for! ⬇️

Peter Maximoff, Tate Langdon, Richard Grayson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Most DC villains, Carl Gallagher, Kai Anderson (May be ooc), Ponyboy Curtis, Two-Bit Mathews, Adam Banks, Kyle Spencer, Wilbur Robinson, Lewis/Cornelius Robinson, Johnny Lawrence, Kevin Khatchandorian.

Characters I need more time with ⬇️

Kit Walker, James Patrick March, Jimmy Darling, Lip Gallagher, Ian Gallagher, Donnie Darko, Luke Cooper, Colin Zabel, Stan Bowes, Guy Germaine, Daniel LaRusso.

(you may suggest these characters! I may just need a little more time to write the fic!)

smut = 𝜗𝜚. fluff =✿. Being worked on = ꩜.

AHS

Tate Langdon NSFW Alphabet 𝜗𝜚

Your fear is my pleasure - Kai Anderson 𝜗𝜚

The only friend you’ll ever need - Tate Langdon 𝜗𝜚 (req)

Kai Anderson fic 𝜗𝜚/꩜ (req)

X-MEN

Peter Maximoff NSFW Alphabet 𝜗𝜚 (req kinda)

Stuffed like a Twinkie - Peter Maximoff 𝜗𝜚/✿ (req)

Mean Dom Peter Maximoff 𝜗𝜚

Peter Maximoff and Reader getting high ✿ (req)

DC

Dick Grayson/Nightwing Blabz ✿

Arkham Knight! Jason Todd Blabz ✿ (Fem! Robin reader!)

OTHERS

Ryan Gosling! Ken Blabz ✿

Rodrick Heffley Blabz ✿

Jack Hughes Blabz ✿/𝜗𝜚

Five Hargreeves Blabz ✿

Cobra Kai! Johnny Lawrence blabs ꩜

[socgf]

matt dillon characters' zodiac signs

this came to me in a dream so i needed to write it out because i think too much about him. i didn't get all his major roles because i felt like we didn't see enough sides of the character to determine their sign (ex. jack duncan in liar's moon) but let me know if u agree or have other hcs!!

richie white (over the edge): taurus

extremely stubborn, loyal in a 14 year old delinquent way. his repeated 'a kid who tells on another kid is a dead kid'. at the same can be self centered and over indulgent: thinking of him ditching carl at the party, all his shenanigans with the gun, and the final car chase. he loves the attention on him! also stoners like him are very taurus coded, not even stereotyping because i am a taurus and i just know he is one. (was.)

tex mccormick (tex): libra

this is actually canon because his bday is october 22nd in the movie. but also makes sense. he has the effortless charm/flirtiness ("god gave me my face but he let me pick my nose" - most libra thing ever.) and is also idealistic to a fault, he lives in his own world and isn't very grounded in reality. matt has said he played tex as a simple and naive kid, and that to me is very libra. libras are my fav <333

dallas winston (the outsiders): scorpio

also canon but very obvious i feel like i don't need to explain this. he's got that intensity and darkness in his emotions under the surface of secrecy and danger. resourceful and fiercely loyal which is why he's the go to greaser when pony and johnny are in trouble. he's unbelievably calm and level headed on the surface even in such an emotional situation - very scorpio.

since this character is so fledged out i feel like i can also say at least in the movie version that he's 100% a scorpio rising with his eyes and dark facial features/intimidating resting face.

pretty sure canonically he has an aquarius moon based on his birthday, but personally i don't see that. aquarius moons are eccentric and freedom loving and dally is very repressed. i think he's a leo moon. he's controlled by his emotions and ego and has the tendency to self sacrifice, as we see.

rusty james (rumble fish): gemini

constant need to be independent and self-reliant. if you pay attention rusty james is constantly fidgeting/tapping his fingers and that's very gemini to me, they can't settle down. also his insane mood swings, going from soft spoken to ready to fight at any moment (thinking of patty argument + all his interactions with steve lol).

bob hughes (drugstore cowboy): capricorn

him being intelligent/calculated/ambitious is the foundation of his character. he of course has that inner need for stability in his relationships which is so earth sign. but this is obvious to me only because every capricorn i've ever met has the most insane hustling hardworking mentality ever. and one thing about bob is he is a hustler for those pills!!! also because capricorns kinda scare me sometimes.. they can be cold.

sam lombardo (wild things): sagittarius

i actually hate sag men so much so i'm gonna try to remain neutral even though i did enjoy sam's character a lot. sags to me are like a ticking time bomb, like they can explode at any minute. very unpredictable, brave, confident, abrasive. all of sam's elaborate plotting and violence... only a sag could think of all of that and go through with it. also tendency toward greed and fierce independence which ends up being his downfall. don't forget good in bed (banging all of blue bay).

[blackterrae]

Ideas for Black!Reader Fic

I am going to try my hand again at writing. And I wanted to share some people and fandoms that I love. If you don’t know these shows/actors/franchises/movies/streamers/games

I’m putting you on! For the following:

Princess Bride

Alice In Borderland

Johnny Depp- All his characters

Napoleon Dynamite

Cameron Monaghan- I know that there are fics out there but it’s only always his Jerome/Jeremiah roles never just him or Cal Kestis

Anthony Carrigan- I loved Anothy as Victor Zsasz

Paul Dano- There are Riddler fics but not as many for his other roles

Damsel

The Entire Cast of Hawaii Five-0 (2010) - Don’t even get me started on how good this show is! And the cast looks amazing!

Chicago Med/Fire/PD- These shows have so much potential for fanfic storylines!

The Game (2006)- Has great potential for slow burns and fluffs.

Star Wars franchise (1977-present) - I know I said Cal Kestis but there are also other characters like Anakin, Luke, Obi Wan,Boba Fett (etc.)

NCIS franchise- I honestly love this franchise and it’s characters!

Hamilton

Any/All Sports Men- Jude Bellingham,Lewis Hamilton,LaMelo Ball,Allen Iverson(etc.)

Berleezy - He’s handsome and he’s funny!

Coryxkenshin- I literally love him and his videos!

Albert Aretz (Flamingo)- Look … he may be the epitome of mediocre white man but I like what I like!

AMP- Duke Dennis, Kai Cenat, Agent 00, ChrisNxtDoor,Davis, and Fanum ( all I gotta say is love a black man from infinity to infinity🗣️)

Beta Squad- A British YouTube/ streamer group!

SOMEBROS- Berleezy, Rico, ,PG, Joe (etc.)

WWE- come on now, do I even need to explain!!!

Four Brothers- All the cast but Garrett Hedland in particular!

Peacemaker - Don’t get me wrong I love Adrian Chase but I want to see just as much Peacemaker x black!reader fics because 2 words… JOHN CENA

MAWS- New animated Superman show! Love!

Smallville - The entire cast is hot! Tbh I fell hard for Tom Welling when I was younger when he was in Cheaper By The Dozen. Plus they literally whitewashed Vixen. COME ON! Vixen is a black female hero btw. She was also with Jon (Green Lantern) at one point.

Justice League/Justice League Unlimited (2001 and 2004)- I mean I literally can’t find any Jon Stewart x black!reader fics and he was with a BLACK WOMAN!

Warner Bros Franchise (minus the looney tunes & space jam)- There are lots of popular franchises that this company has from Fast & Furious to The Matrix!

Peaky Blinders- Saw a Tommy shelby x arms dealer black!female reader fic on my previous account but even then I couldn’t find it again on that account. So it’s gone with the wind. And the cast (i.e the actors and other characters they’ve portrayed). Example: Cillian Murphy as Johnathan Crane.

The Bear

FBI (All)

The good doctor

Tiktokers: Vinnie hacker

Blue Bloods

Will Poulter- I haven’t really seen any Adam Warlock fics

Slashers

Stranger Things

Cruel Intentions

Burnt

Dave Lizewski

Eddie Redmayne

Macgyver (2016)

Fresh Prince of Belair

Guardians of the galaxy- Explanation? Do I really need one?

On My Block

Descendants (characters will be the actors age in real life.duh)- Love Boo-boo Stewart & Mitchell Hope!

Matt Rife

Joey Bragg (Liv &Maddie) - What can I say I love dorks!

The Boys- Haven’t seen that many fics about the characters and a black reader

Once Upon A Time- I love dark fairytales sometimes because they remind me that not every story has a happy ending and you have to learn from them. But this series is good for any theme really.

Walker Texas Ranger (1993)

Top Gun

Nicolas Galitzine

Magcon: Whether you saw their vines on YouTube or vine, you know who they are

Dolan Twins

Mission Impossible

Euphoria- Entire show has great storylines with the potential of drama in fics

Shameless- Especially Carl Gallagher and Lip Gallagher

Creed- Michael B Jordan need I say more

Keanu Reeves- There are very few fics about Keanu but I’ve seen a few of his John Wick x black!reader fics (chef’s kiss) but never see any of The Matrix Fics!Also Ted (Bill & Ted)

River Phoenix

Batman Beyond

Rider Strong

Danny Gonzalez

Timothée Chalamet

Past-Present Singers & Rappers/ Groups -Bow Wow, Tupac, Lil Baby, Nelly, Omarion, Prince, Michael Jackson, Jon B,Usher, Central Cee, Måneskin, New Edition, BTS, James, PRETTYMUCH Bay, Daniel Caesar, October London, Steve Lacey, Artemas, YUNGBLUD, Andy Biersack,Eduardo Vega(etc.)

Anime(Any kind!)- Would love to see other shows, I know hunterxhunter,aot,one piece (etc.)

Bridgerton- There is very little Bridgerton stories catered around a black reader.

Marvel- Now that’s not to say that there aren’t any in fact there are many but I never see (Tobey Maguire Spider-Man stories and it seems like everyone tends to focus on the famous Marvel characters like The Avengers but not on other aspects like X-men or better yet, heroes that haven’t even gotten their own movie but are just as amazing like Squadron Supreme , it’s equivalent to DCU’s Justice League.

Secret Invasion- Not gonna lie , I’m feening for Gravik.😳

DCEU- Another franchise that pushes its other characters to the side. For example, Hush (Thomas Elliot) is literally the epitome of Bruce Wayne gone bad!

Ross Lynch- There are so many roles that Ross did so well in Like Teen Beach Movie or Sabrina.

Highschool Musical Franchise (2006- present ) I’m not just talking about HSMTS (2019), I mean even further back than that. I don’t see any Troy Bolton x black!reader and that’s crazy. I also can’t find any Zac Efron x black!reader

Interview with a Vampire (1994) and (2022)

Austin Butler- He did well in his role as Elvis!

Vikings - There are a good amount but still!

Transformers

Suits

Saved By The Bell

The Goldbergs

Parks & Recreation

Leverage

The Outsiders

Heart of Stone

New York Undercover (1994)

Addams Family

Victorious

Matpat

ICarly

The Real Bros of Simi Valley (2017)

Think Like A Man (2012)

One on One (2001)

Scorpion (2014)

The King of Queens (1998)

G.I. Joe Franchise

Terminator

Beware the Batman (2013)

Any and all Asian Idols/Actors

Seal Team

Mortal Combat

Bill and Ted

Barbie

Detroit: Become Human

Will Trent

Bones

Tokyo Vice

Growing Pains

Graceful Family (Kdrama)[Any Asian Drama shows or movies would be great as well]

The Regime

Batman: The animated series

The Sympathizer

The Invitation

Jawbreaker

Hunger Games

Saved By the Bell

Eve (2003)

Yellowstone

Superstore

Rodrick Heffley

Tracker

Girlfriends

Grown-ish

CSI

Kingsman

Jury Duty

Scoot Pilgrim vs the world

21 Jump Street (The Show and Movies)

Sky High

The Outsiders

Left

Midsomer Murders

Wayne (perhaps college AU characters will be the actors age in real life)

Carrington Bornstein

Yakuza

He’s Harmless I swear ( Webtoon comic)

Kaleidoscope ( formerly Webtoon turned Tapas comic)

Legends of Tomorrow

You

Scrutinized

Dexter

Arcane

The Pitt

Hudson and Rex

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Character Analysis: Carl Tanner from Whiplash

I wrote this a couple of months ago. Enjoy...

Do you guys remember in the movie, how the camera shifts to Carl when Fletcher says to Andrew, "The only reason you are a fucking core is because you misplaced a folder."

But oh man how I wish we were given the context.

*Long essay diving into Carl's character/journey, and a bit into Fletcher's and Andrew's incoming, bear with me*...

In the script; Carl actually "smiles" at Andrew getting roasted by Fletcher. This smiling occurs after Fletcher says "Johnny Utah" (Ryan) will be given the part, not Andrew.

After having had to endure the humiliating words Fletcher vomited at him, for example about how his father will look like a success story and all, the script says Andrew is now "beat".

Then, after seeing Carl smiling at the back, Andrew turns to Fletcher and confidently talks about it is my part and I will be the one on the stage.

The reason is, when you read the script, you can see that Andrew and Carl actually had some rivalry going on between them.

I've seen Whiplash just last week for the first time. I had heard Whiplash this, Whiplash that but I had never decided on to sit down and watch it. Then I saw the IG story of a Marine Biologist (he is also a Guitarist and a Nature Photographer) I follow named Poyraz Sinangil (he goes by the name Köjira on YT), and there was something related to Whiplash. I decided to give it a try and see what all that hype was about.

Although I remember I got real bored while watching Act I, it became my favourite movie and I'd seen more than 300 movies.

(For the record, I don't get bored while watching Act I of it anymore. And I've watched Whiplash more than 5 times already)

Why did I write this? It's because although Whiplash is my favourite movie, I still prefer its script to the masterpiece of a movie we got. Though, I admit there were some decisions made that I prefer the movie did better. Such as omitting the part during the dinner with the relatives scene where Andrew suddenly goes 🤓☝️ "In 1967 a scientist named....." 🤓☝️

It would have been better if they changed how Andrew delivered it and made it sound less nerdy, but I'm fine with how it was omitted from the movie altogether.

Though again, one of the scenes that I wish wasn't omitted was when Fletcher gives a speech to the audience, then he turns to his band and says "You guys mean the world to me, you know..." and he turns back to the audience and says he sees them as his own kids, as his family, and treats them the way his father treated him...

Anyways, now back to Carl vs Andrew rivalry, we got a couple of scenes in the script that was necessary to understand what was going on between them that Carl smiling after hearing Andrew won't get a chance to play, made Andrew even more determined that he will be the one playing on the stage, not that "Johnny Utah" (Ryan).

After the lost folder incident, we all know Andrew got to play instead of Carl. Upon this, Carl even lost the core drummer position.

The script says Carl was "burning holes with his eyes" while sitting behind Andrew who was playing the drums. I think the actor, Nate Lang, conveyed this very good during that scene even though he wasn't on the focus of the camera but still, it didn't feel like a rivalry so passionate. Until I read the script, I wasn't even feeling like there was even a rivalry between the two.

When Andrew was at the bus, while watching a Buddy Rich video, he got a text from Nicole and this was also in the movie. However, the movie decided not to let us hear the crucial voice message Carl had sent to Andrew at that exact time.

It goes as this:

"Neiman... You lost that folder on purpose. You *knew* I didn't know the chart by heart... *Answer* me... I've been core for *two years*. I've been drumming since I was three. I *earned* my spot you asshol-"

Then Andrew just hangs up.

Why was this crucial?, you may ask. Because right after Fletcher's speech to the audience is over after the band was done playing and winning after the lost folder incident, it was revealed that it was indeed because of a janitor that the folder was lost.*

Meaning it was pointless for Carl to even doubt Andrew and send that voice message.

But he did.

Carl saw Andrew as a threat. I'll explain it further.

*: It is not 100% certain if it was because of a janitor. The stage hand who approaches Carl and Andrew says, "I think".

It could have happened because of Fletcher as many people say. Fletcher might have hid it and test Carl's confidence to see if he would be OK playing without the chart, to see if Carl could be the next Buddy Rich/Charlie Parker...

It was *the* turning point for Carl and also for Andrew as well...

After losing the position as the core drummer, the script says these:

"Finally, Carl slides off, stunned, as Andrew takes his place... And, calmy tossing this off even though he knows how much it hurts..."

Right after this scene, the "hurt" Carl sends that voice message.

We had read that Carl's reaction to the reveal of the lost folder was only looking behind at Andrew. I wish we got more reaction from him though, to fully understand why he still doubted Andrew and continued to bash at him.

Why could it be? He didn't want to feel like he was at the fault for blaming Andrew?

We read that Carl graps a band member and says "Neiman lost my folder" to which the grapped member says, "Serious? Fletcher's going to *flip*."

We knew this too because Fletcher literally said he will stop being so polite if he sees one of those folders lying around unattended again.

And what happened to that folder? It was left unattended when Andrew decided to get some coke.

Also, before the second set, we read a quite annoyed Carl while playing. In the movie, these interactions were rushed and it was before the actual playing began. We only got to watch the band play, no words, anything.

Carl to Andrew:

"Stick Bag."

...

"Hurry Up."

...

"Hurry Up."

...

"*Page*".

"Damnit..."

Then, Fletcher approaches and whispers:

"Get it together, Tanner, I swear to God."

We read that Carl is "pissed" at Andrew.

This makes me wonder, how in the *flying fck* could Carl even think of handing the folder to Andrew?!?!? 😭🙏

He literally just witnessed Andrew wasn't helping quickly, he got a warning from Fletcher because of that exact reason,

he knew Fletcher would be angry if he saw an unattended folder and yet he handed it to Andrew, a 1st year (Freshman) student whom he most probably belittled/regarded not as high. Their first interaction is literally Carl demanding Andrew to tune the set and turn his pages. It says Carl "couldn't care less" about his name upon Andrew saying his name after Carl asked if he was the new alternate.

Now, let me write one more scene to see the rivalry between Andrew and Carl, and also to understand how Carl indeed saw Andrew as a threat that he was smiling when Fletcher scolded Andrew and told him he won't be playing on the stage.

This scene was half-omitted from the movie. I actually was about to flip when I read it. It literally *shows* you everything you need to know about the relationship and character dynamics between Carl, Andrew and Ryan.

So, Andrew gets on the stage after the car crash. Covered in blood and has broken fingers.

He tells Ryan to get off the fck1ng set. Ryan looks at Fletcher, Fletcher nods, almost smiling. It writes, "Seems he's having fun with this." 💀 Huh-

We read how much of a pain Andrew is in. He closes his eyes. "Tries to black out the anxiety... The pain... The stress that just keeps mounting and mounting..."

It writes that his ears literally started to ring and his left hand is barely keeping up.

Then his stick goes flying and slides under the hi-hat pedal.

In the movie, Andrew gets his stick by himself and so this problem is solved quickly.

It doesn't quite go like this in the script.

Andrew says "Stick..." but Carl stays still...

Andrew looks at him but Carl won't move.

Andrew panicks and turns to his old Nassau Band peer- Ryan.

Ryan at first hesitates. He doesn't want to think of himself as a saboteur. But then he looks at Carl, Carl looks back at him... and right then and there he makes his choice.

Andrew then literally begs to Ryan, says him "Please..." but neither Carl nor Ryan moves.

Then Andrew gets his stick by himself. His finger cracks and the bone is bent 90 degrees. He GASPS, almost cries out in pain.

Has to hold it in...

😭😭😭 OH MY FCK1NG GOD WHAT A SCENE WHAT A SCENE!!!! 👏👏👏

WHY WAS THIS NOT IN THE DAMN MOVIE?!?!?!

First, we see that Andrew is determined to see the good in people even though he has unintentionally and intentionally harmed them some way or another (especially after he knew he was literally seen as a saboteur in Carl's eyes because of that lost folder incident, and after he shouted at Ryan, saying fck u and to turn his pages and pushing him in front of the whole band, plus getting his place as the drummer on the stage) and still expects them to hand him his stick, is panicked when it turns out they won't budge.

We understand that Carl wants Andrew to fail (When you watch the movie that feeling isn't quite conveyed, I talked about this above. Though, I remember I read somewhere that him wearing green is a symbolism of his jealousy for Andrew, if so, that's pretty good thought of) we understand why he smiled when Andrew was told Ryan would play instead of him. (This also conveys that Ryan wasn't even deemed a competitor for Carl. This is also supported when Fletcher later says to Andrew that Ryan was just his (Andrew's) incentive. Ouch.)

We understand that Ryan actually felt bad (for his statues, not because he cared or pitied for Andrew, even though they were "old band peers". In the movie after Andrew tackles Fletcher to the ground, Ryan is one of the people seperating Andrew but in the script it writes security guards pulled him off, so we can conclude he continued to sit besides Carl), and he even considered helping but Carl manipulated (?) him into not doing so with just a look!

This also shows even though Carl didn't help Andrew and even prevented the help Andrew would possibly get, he didn't straight up sabotaged his playing.

(Most possibly) Because he had other options (aka Med School), opposite to Andrew, who literally asks "What do you mean?" when his father told him he still has other options besides jazz drumming. He just doesn't want any perspectives...

This story is such a tragedy for Carl. When Andrew asks what happened to Carl at the same scene where Fletcher says Ryan was just an incentive for him, he says Carl switched to Pre-Med. With a hint of smile, he adds, "I think he got discouraged."

Fck1ng bst/rd.

Carl was a 22 years old (meaning Senior? At his last year?) core drummer with 19 years old experience playing the drums. All his hard work paid for nothing just because this time Fletcher had found his real potential Buddy Rich/Charlie Parker and wanted him to push himself beyond his limits.

He sacrificed one student for this. He played the other like a pawn.

While talking to Andrew at the Jazz Club, he says, "... Maybe I seem to think my style is normal, but believe me, I don't."

He says this after they talk about how he got fired (?) upon how some kid exposed not so nice things about him.

So, by style, I reckon he means his teaching style.

So, that means he KNOWS what he has been doing is NOT normal. (By normal, I assume it means the ordinary/ubiquitous teaching styles, thus; the OK ones). He probably understood this when the news of his former student Sean's suicide came to him. (We know how the student had problems with anxiety and depression starting from the years when he was a student of Fletcher, so maybe Fletcher blamed himself for this?)

When Andrew confronts Fletcher after the call, it says that Fletcher was more *desperate* than angry when he got that news.

Why desperate?

BECAUSE HE LOST HIS FIRST (?) POTENTIAL CHARLIE PARKER!!!!!

HE WASN'T BLUFFING IN FRONT OF THE AUDIENCE AND THE BAND WHEN HE SAID THEY MEANT THE WORLD TO HIM!!!!

HE LITERALLY SAYS HIS AIM IS TO CREATE THE NEXT CHARLIE PARKER AND WHO'S GOING TO BE THAT? SOMEONE FROM HIS DAMN BAND!!!!!

He most probably knew Sean would do something like this, so he had already started to mold Andrew to be his next potential Charlie Parker WITHOUT changing his (teaching) style!

Andrew asks Fletcher what if the next Charlie Parker would be discouraged, there must be a line. (Most probably referring to teaching methods/style)

Fletcher answers "...The next Charlie Parker would never be discouraged."

Why do you think he smiles when he said Carl got discouraged!?!?!?!

This story.... Oh my god... The antagonist wins and creates the next Charlie Parker, his *only* Charlie Parker WITHOUT having to have changed his (teaching) style which we understand he had been doubting.

Fletcher is an antagonist with a strong flat arc. What do characters with a flat arc do? They change their world instead.

He wins, he will always think he won (as the director said) so he realizes his doubts on his (teaching) style was not necessary.

He got in the way of Carl, who gave up. Maybe he wouldn't have become the next Charlie Parker but who knows, maybe he could have become the figure that the next generation Jazz teachers would try to create; the next "Carl Tanner" they would say.... Maybe I'm exaggerating here but you got my point.

I like to think that (this is my headcanon) Carl was a better drummer but Andrew wouldn't be discouraged, Andrew also wouldn't cause Fletcher to change his (teaching) style. Look at it that way and see why Fletcher said Ryan was his (Andrew's) incentive, instead of for the both. (Andrew's and Carl's)

You may ask if Carl would ever cause Fletcher to look inwards and cause his style to change, I would answer yes. I know it seems for the past 4 years Carl was a student of Fletcher (it's not certain i think if Carl was always his student btw) and it seems there hasn't been any change in Fletcher's style (from what we hear from the lawyer lady whom Andrew and Jim talks to) but we know he became desperate and to me, almost vulnerable after hearing the suicide of his student Sean; Andrew sees Fletcher's eyes watering up. He doubted his style there.

And we know Carl was discouraged. So, Fletcher would think what has been going wrong with his students and would realise the problem was himself, his methods, his style... So maybe Carl could change him that way, opposite of Andrew who would push himself (harder) despite/due to the humiliation and anxiety he was facing and would continue to face in response to/because of Fletcher's style. Every student is motivated differently.

Oh and Andrew, our sweet Andrew... He also wins but hey- does he lose at the same time as everyone says he does?

The director said Andrew would be a sad, empty person and would die in his 30s of a drug overdose. He likens him to Charlie Parker, who had the same faith (he died aged 34, had mental health problems and was addicted to h.ro1n) but he is remembered as one of the bests. So it implies Andrew will also be remembered as one of the bests.

Although it may seem like a bittersweet or even a bad faith, wasn't this what he said he'd prefer to having lived a happy, long life but not being remembered?

Also, he was already a sad, empty person to me anyways. (Debatable, I know)

He had no social life, no friends. He thinks his relatives didn't understand him but Fletcher did (...bro💀 Also, Fletcher said to Andrew "Good job" after having a rehersal when Andrew accepted to play for his band in Act III (?). We were not sure if at the ending scene of the movie while Fletcher was smiling, he said these words or not but in the script, he did, so do whatever you wanna do with this fact.)

He dumped his girlfriend because of reasons, and he said he didn't know that man (referring to his father) when his father ran to him and the stage hand asked whether he knew that man or not. I wish this scene also could have found its place in the movie. It shows how Andrew saw the loser of a man he would have become had he not turned back on the stage and play further. (We saw some bits of how Jim was a "loser" such as him giving up on his dream of being a novelist; becoming a teacher instead, or how he said "Sorry" to the man who had bumped into his head with a popcorn bag)

And you see, he was chill lacking these social factors in his life. Although he tried to get his girl back, he didn't flip when he learned she had a new boyfriend, meaning possibly she wouldn't be coming back.

(Also, do you remember when I wrote that Andrew believed either Carl or Ryan would pass him his stick even though he was seen as a saboteur in Carl's eyes and even though he shouted fck you and said turn my pages at Ryan and pushed him and also got his place as the drummer on the stage?

It is nice to see the continuity that Andrew sees the good in people even though he has unintentionally (sometimes intentionally) harmed them some way or another. He most probably thought Nicole would give him a "second chance" even though he literally dumped him and acknowledged when Nicole said Andrew would treat her like shit and she is just some girl who doesn't know what she wants and will be forgotten.

I swear I'm not sure if Andrew is just innocent, an optimist or a fck1ng mörön.)

So, I would say that it seems our homeboy got a happy ending, even though it doesn't correlate with what I and what the overall society regards as "happy" :)

If you read this so far, thank you, and sağol. Whiplash deserves far more attention and analysis. I love everything about Whiplash and I want to add that I adore the fact that in the movie; only two brands of cymbals, both being Turkish 🇹🇷 brands, were used.

One being "Bosphorus" (the name of the strait seperating between European Istanbul and Asian Istanbul) which was used throughout the movie and the other being "Istanbul Agop" which was used only in Act III during the scenes of Caravan. (And Upswingin', of course)

It's like the placements of the brands were decided intentionally.

Throughout the movie, Andrew and Fletcher were at conflict with each other, they were seperated through conflict. There was the *Bosphorus* between them.

This peaked during this climax, the Caravan part, but right at the end, both were smiling and were happy with what they had achived. The conflict was over at the resolution. Both were happy they were "connected/not seperated", having overcome the conflict which objectively had driven both of them mad.

Thus, the Bosphorus was no more and finally, there was just the city, *Istanbul* .

Or maybe I'm just diving too much into this because of spare time. You never know.

Man.... I should have turned this shi into a video essay 😭🤣

It took me 2 hours to write 💀

It seems I indeed have that spare time dawg 😭🙏 Whiplash deserves it ngl, it could drain all of my life energy and I'd still say thank you G

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OC Pride Challenge Day 2 - Make something for an OC that identifies as a Lesbian

Hilda Green (fc Rutina Wesley) - The Adventures of Eliana Kent

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From a young age, Hilda Green was always involved in a fight for justice - because of her skin colour, because of her sexuality, and eventually because she became a metahuman after a trip to Central City coincided with the particle accelerator going haywire after the tiniest of miscalculations sent systems into meltdown. Though initially she wasn't sure what to make of her powers, having gained the ability to tell an object's entire history just by touching it, she soon realised how useful it was, especially because so often it seemed people forgot history's most important lessons.

Never was this more clear than when the persecution of aliens, metas, and anyone associated with them started ramping up. She continued her activism the whole time alongside her girlfriend Bridget Alvarez, also a metahuman, and through her friendship with Lana Lang it really seemed like her group was going to make inroads, that the protests across America and around the globe were going to really make a difference...

But it was not to be. Over the next few years increasingly draconian measures were introduced, and it became clear that this Earth was not a safe place to be for anyone different. She became part of the underground resistance movement, but focus soon turned onto the METME - Mass Evacuation To Multiple Earths - programme, spreading the word and recruiting anyone able to help build the ships, scout possible new Earths, and open the portals when the time came, because that was looking to be very soon indeed after the entire Justice League was denounced by the government.

Things escalated after Superman was executed on live television, with disappearings and killings becoming ever more common, and worst of all was when a anti-meta bomb was dropped on Central, killing thousands. The METME scheme was accelerated and both Hilda and Bridget were asked by Lana to look after Eliana and take her to safety - Hilda already considered the girl her niece, but this was just another blow after the devastation of the past few years, and with her best friend choosing to stay behind to try and help others, she knew she wouldn't ever see her again.

It's been six years since she settled on Earth-38 alongside her now wife, but she's never been able to shake off the fear that things will go wrong, and when she's not working at one of Coast City's biggest museums she's at protests and attending meetings, determined to ensure that what happened on her Earth will not ever happen on this one no matter what. She continues to make her voice heard, continues to fight for injustice, and while she worries about her niece - especially after she starts gaining new powers after seventeen years and proceeds to make a name for herself as National City's newest hero - she's also very proud of her, and though she's a lot more cynical these days...

There's still a part of her that has hope for the future.

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