#thoughts? I really love hearing the range of responses to this decision

[glowingkorbat]

my guesses for NCUC rollout (NOT FACTS this is Fully speculating just based on the AMA and general history of tnt nonsense)

NC Mall will crash relentlessly the first week or so (bad)

there will be different UC Styling sets (not just one item) and they will be accessible only by mystery capsule, meaning you’ll have to either buy multiple capsules to get the specific one you want or you’ll have to trade other users. Capsules will be at least 350NC (very bad. Will cause new levels of userbase backlash that will probably go ignored)

Styling sets will connect to your pet permanently. Existing UCs will have it pre attached. New UCs will have to acquire their desired set and attach it to their pet in a NC Mall substore hosted by the lutari silhouette we got a preview of. Once attached it can be toggled on and off but cannot be removed, and it will stay attached when pets are trading or adopted out (generally good. Keeps some of the PC trading functioning [people who don’t want to spend real money willing to trade names for UCs], saves users from needing gift boxes when transferring UC pets between their account. Does mean you need to purchase more style sets though since you can’t swap them from one pet to another on a whim)

new artwork will generally be nice looking but some will be considered general downgrades and the whole forced change will still be met with vitriol (neutral)

well named pets and aged pets will be the primary pool and status symbol. Probably more name for name trading in general if UCs are easy to access (neutral)

As confirmed via discord, pets will not have to be pre painted with your desired UC colour to have the style set applied. Faerie, Grey, and Darigan paint brushes will deflate as they are now essentially buyable with real money but non-UC colour paint brushes will remain high. (Good for managing paint brush inflation, bad for the ethics of suddenly being able to essentially pay real money to paint your pet)

hundreds of users will quit due to disliking new art or disliking that their (sometimes) hard earned status symbols have been reduced to nothing. Two thirds of those users will come back, because after a certain amount of time on this site no one ever really quits Neopets. (neutral)

[soolh1k]

Skz ghosting you ! (pt 2)

notes: english is not my first language so apologies for any misspelling or grammar. i hope u like it !! :))) this is only the hyung line

type: text post | narrated text

genre: kinda angsty but w fluff

WARNINGS: swearing, a little bit angsty, let me know if you'd like me to tag u :)

Hyung Line pt1 | Maknae Line pt1

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ೋ Christopher Bang

Your heart ached. You knew he hadn't intentionally ignored you, but he did anyway. You really didn't know what to do. Maybe it had been a little immature to leave home without saying anything, but what he did wasn't very mature either.

Your head was a mess. You simply wanted to disappear from the face of the earth. You felt so many things at that moment. It was clear that you still loved him and would continue to do so for a long time. But if he had already hurt you once, what assured you that he wouldn't do it again? You were simply afraid. Maybe not only Chris was the problem, but both of you.

You had to return to his arms. It was clear. Despite the fear you had, the love you had for him was greater.

The doorbell rang throughout the apartment, catching Chris' attention. He quickly went to the door, hoping it was you on the other side. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened the door. A few minutes passed in which only you and he looked into each other's eyes, as if you thought it was all a dream.

"Hello, Chris," you said to break that eye contact.

"Oh my god, you're here, love. I thought I had lost you completely," a sad tone escaped his voice. He gently took your wrist and ushered you into his apartment, so you could talk comfortably.

"I also thought I had lost you, Chris. I really did, and it hurt like you have no idea. Every day without you is hell," you started to tell him, pain evident in your voice. "But it also hurt that you ignored me. You know I understand how complicated your job is, especially being the leader. I admire you so much. However, your job has been driving us apart for months. I don't want you to stop doing what you love because I know it makes you happy, and that makes me happy too. Clearly, I'm not going to make you choose between me and your work. That would be stupid. Can you just promise me something, Chan?" you asked, on the verge of tears. He was lost in his thoughts, realizing the damage he had been causing for months. Was he really that oblivious?

"Chris?" you called out to him, pulling him out of his thoughts.

"Darling, I would do anything for you. I wouldn't even have to think twice if I were given a choice between you and my work. You've always been my priority, and forgive me for not showing it. You're my everything. I shouldn't have neglected you from the beginning. You're the person who has always been there for me, supporting me in every decision I make, giving me love at every moment. I don't want you to leave. I want you here with me. I promise I'll change," your loved one replied almost instantly, shedding tears in the process.

"Chris, listen to me first," was your response to his heartfelt speech.

"Baby, please. I don't want us to end," he whined.

"Chris, listen to me," you repeated.

"I don't want to. If you're going to break up with me, I don't want to hear it."

"Christopher, I love you with all my being. I'm not going to break up with you. I just want you to promise me that you won't ignore me like that again. If I'm your priority, then love me as if it's the last thing you could do. Please."

"I promise, but never leave," he whispered as he hugged you.

"I'll never leave, Darling," you whispered back.

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ೋ Lee Minho

One missed call after another, Minho had been looking for you for days, but it seemed like you wouldn't be returning anytime soon, which was tearing Lino apart. It was never his intention to hurt you; you would always be the only person he loved, so he couldn't let you walk away from him. Why did he have to ruin things? Everything was going so well, so why did he leave you without any specific reason? He felt like the worst person in the world.

All he needed right now was to find you and resolve things between you. He crossed seas and lands to locate you, only to find out that you were staying with your best friend since she couldn't find you at your apartment. He knocked on your friend's apartment door and waited patiently for it to open.

Your friend opened the door, visibly tired of seeing you in distress and falling into a depressive state because of the issue. She hadn't even realized that you had been sending messages.

"Please, fix things with her. She's been going through a really tough time," your friend told Minho.

"Believe me, I want to fix things with her." She simply nodded and let him go, informing him of your whereabouts. He quickly made his way to you.

"Angel, thank God you're okay. I was so worried," he exclaimed as he recognized your voice.

"Minho, what are you doing here?" you asked, upset, not because he was present, but because you looked terrible.

"I need to make things right with you, bunny. I messed up big time, and I can't express how sorry I am. You're the best partner I've ever had, and I don't want things to end between us. I need you in my life; you're the only thing that brings me happiness. I understand if you can't forgive what I did, but please, give me another chance," he said with so much pain, almost on the verge of tears.

"Minho, to be honest, I'm hurt by what you did, and I don't understand why. I thought everything was fine between us." Now you were the one on the verge of tears.

"I'll be honest with you because I love you. I was afraid, afraid that you would be hurt because of my work. The other day, Felix showed me everything they were saying about the girlfriend of an idol, and at that moment, I started thinking about what would happen if they found out about us. Would they hurt you like that? I didn't want to allow that, so I started to withdraw into my thoughts. I wanted to protect you, and my first instinct was to stay away so that those hurtful comments would never reach you. But I can't, I love you so much that my heart won't let me stay away. I'm sorry; I just wanted to protect you, but I did it in the worst way." The love of your life couldn't stop crying, and with everything he told you, you realized that neither of you was the problem.

"Why are you like this? Why do I have to love you so much, Minho? Come here, from now on, things will be better. We just need to talk about it, okay? Nothing will separate us. I love you so much," you reassured him and planted a tender kiss on his cheek.

"I love you too. I'm sorry," he replied, hugging you tightly.

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ೋ Seo Changbin

Changbin didn't even dare to go home after what he did. He had truly hurt you, and he didn't know how to fix it. How could he have been so stupid? Did he distance himself from you just because he loved you? Wasn't that ridiculous? What was he doing with his life? Why wasn't he going to look for you? Those were some of the questions swirling in his mind at night. Lately, insomnia had prevented him from sleeping. He had been having sleepless nights, and every day away from you made him feel dead.

Chris advised him to go look for you before it was too late, but he already felt like a coward and firmly refused. It wasn't until Chan opened his eyes completely that he gave him a hypothetical situation where you both broke up in the worst possible way, even inventing that you could hate him. That day ended with him crying oceans, but with a clear mind, he knew what he had to do. He couldn't fail you once again, so he made his excuses and ran to his apartment. He had to apologize properly, he had to show you how much he loved you, that he would never hurt you again, and he wanted you to know that.

You were finishing up dinner, hoping that today your boyfriend would show up. You missed him so much and didn't want things to end badly between you. You didn't want to break up with him or for him to break up with you. You loved him too much, although you were afraid. He said he was afraid to love you. Was it because of something you did? Were you just a game to him? Why did this have to be happening, and why to you? You thought he really liked you, but his actions showed otherwise. Maybe it was all a bet, and being so naive, you gave him everything. You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn't even realize someone was knocking on the door.

"I'm coming!" you yelled as a warning, and you headed to the door and opened it. When you saw who was at the door, all you could do was sigh in disbelief.

"Sorry," was the first thing you heard from the person you had been waiting for so long. You couldn't even react when you felt him embrace you.

"I'm an idiot, forgive me. I don't know why I was scared," you began to hear small sobs, and that's when you realized Changbin was crying. So you let him in, offered him some water, and tried to calm him down.

"Tesoro, it's okay, don't worry, alright?" you reassured him, but he only became more agitated.

"Honey, it's not okay at all. It's not okay to ignore you or make you feel bad. I had no reason to be afraid of loving you. It's just the first time someone has made me feel this way, and it was pure panic because I didn't want to lose you, honey. I didn't want my insecurities to affect you, but I think that's all I did. God, I'm such a fool. Please forgive me." So it wasn't you, not a bet, none of that. It was just how you made him feel.

"Oh my god, I thought you didn't love me because you didn't like me. Tesoro, the next time you feel like that, just tell me. We can solve things in a better way. Don't doubt how much I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"I love you, and I'm not afraid to say it. Please don't hate me. I want to be the man you spend the rest of your life with," he told you before giving you a small kiss.

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ೋ Hwang Hyunjin

You knew how closed off he could be. At the beginning of your relationship, it was also very difficult to get him to communicate his feelings with you. It was as if someone had hurt him, and he continued to have the constant fear of talking to you and getting hurt. But it's clear that he knows you wouldn't do such a thing. It's clear that you are the love of his life. No one has ever evoked such feelings in him. Even in his worst moments, he was sure you wouldn't leave so easily. But he needed to meet you to solve his problems. He became so happy and relieved when you sent him an address, telling him to meet you there in 15 minutes.

"Did I make you wait for too long?" he heard behind him, startling him a little.

"No! Of course not. I would wait as long as needed for you, Belle," he said, getting up to greet you. He pulled out your chair, waited for you to sit, and then sat down himself.

"I missed you so much, Hyunnie," you said, looking outside, avoiding eye contact.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what happened to me. My mind just wouldn't let me do anything. It was like I ceased to exist for a couple of days. I didn't talk to anyone, literally, not even the guys. I know I should have told you that I wasn't feeling well to avoid worrying you, but I truly couldn't. I didn't even want to look at my phone. Nothing was motivating me," he said, his head down, afraid to see your reaction.

"Handsome, don't worry about that. I just want to know why you're feeling like this," you understood that he hadn't been okay with himself lately, so he couldn't be okay with anyone else until he resolved his internal conflicts.

"Oh God, if I say it, I'm going to start crying, Belle."

"And I'll be here to comfort you, my love. Please, talk to me."

"Everything they say about me on social media, they hate me so much, and I can't stand it. Do you hate me?" you could hear the brokenness in his voice.

"Of course not. I could never hate you, Hyunjin. You're the most precious person in my life and probably in the lives of many others. Don't pay attention to them. Those people are just filled with envy. They're jealous because they can't be you. Literally, they're sitting at home, commenting stupid things, while you're touring the world. They're just bitter. So don't listen to them. Many of your fans are doing everything they can to make all of you happy. I love you, okay?" you assured him, taking his hand and kissing it.

"I'm truly sorry. I love you so much. Like I said, I'm yours, and I'll continue to be for the rest of my life. Please love me the same way. Stay with me. In the future, be my wife," Hyunjin declared, looking directly into your eyes.

"I love you like no one else in this world, Hyunjin. In the future, let's be happier than ever."

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[nicohischierz]

the great war: nico hischier

tani speaks: this is loosely based off of taylor swifts song ‘the great war’ and also i couldn’t help myself and finished this before my exam 

you looked over at dawson, guilt all over his face. 

the one person you thought you could trust had betrayed you. 

tears were streaming down your face as your brother pulled you out of the room. your senses were overwhelmed as your ears started ringing. occasionally, you could hear the calls for your name but you couldn’t move. 

the only time you snapped back into reality was when your brother threw a punch across your boyfriends face. and still then you couldn’t move from your spot. you didn’t move until your boyfriend fell to the floor, your older brother walking away from his captain. 

“nico,” you mumbled. jack had a strong grip on you as you tried wiggling your way out of his arms. but alas, the hughes brother proved his strength by carrying you out of the room as you kicked and screamed to be let down. 

it had been two months since your brother had stormed into nico’s apartment and taken you away from him. you didn’t really understand why, you were old enough to make your own decision. 

timo hadn’t let you leave the apartment unless you were accompanied by either him, luke, jack or dawson. jack would force you out of your room at least twice a week whether it be to join him and luke for a movie and dinner at their house or to go out for dinner with your brother to make things seem normal.  

but you didn’t want to go out. especially with timo or dawson. 

luke seemed to be the only one who saw how heart broken you were over the whole ordeal. the first two weeks since your forced break up, timo allowed luke to stay with you and the young boy would stay up late as you cried just to make sure you made it through the night. 

practice was still tense as nico avoided timo but tried not to change the environment the team had created. erik and jonas knew what had happened, they were in charge of making sure nothing happened between the boys at practice. 

the others in the team noticed the awkward tension between timo and the captain but they all ignored it. even the one’s who knew ignored the situation and tried their best to go back to normal. 

that was until erik walked into the locker room after everyone had left and found nico sobbing on the floor, a photo of the two of you in his hands. “i miss her so much,” he cried as erik gave him a hug. 

erik had made nico write you a letter describing how he felt and he was going to make you do the same. when erik rang the doorbell he was surprised to find you answering. 

“he isn’t here,” you sniffled. erik took in the sight of you in one of nico’s sweater’s, your eyes red and your hair tangled. “i’m not here for him,” he replied. “well then why did you come?” you asked. 

erik didn’t say anything as he fished out the letter nico had written for you. “can i come inside and give this to you? i don’t want your brother to appear and see it,” 

you nodded and let him in. erik was quick to shut the door behind him and give the letter to you. “read it quickly and write a response so i can give it to him,” erik had waited and made you something to eat as you wrote your letter. 

erik played messenger for you and nico as he dropped by occasionally to give you a letter and at the end of practice, erik would wait for everyone to leave before handing your letter to nico. 

the letters were filled with the two of you recalling every touch and special moment the two of you shared.

timo thought he was doing the right thing, keeping you separate from nico. at first he was oblivious to the pain you and nico were feeling even when he dragged you to their first playoff game at the rock. 

for the past two months you were heartbroken. especially now as you watched nico do what he loves, knowing you can’t be there for him in the way you want to.

you were sat in the press box with luke when you ran out hyperventilating. your heart ached in your chest, more than it did before. “y/n?” luke asked. the boy had called his mother to come upstairs and help as soon as you ran out.  

“it hurts so much luke,” you whispered, gripping onto your chest. 

when ellen arrived, she took you in her arms and directed you down to the medical staff. luke was trailing behind you as he texted erik and jonas, he knew it would be a long shot and the boys wouldn’t see his messages but he just needed to try. 

luckily for them, nico was being checked by the team doctor as he had an awful cut on his cheek. “she’s hyperventilating and we don’t know how to calm her down,” ellen explained as they walked into the room.

luke had left the room to find one of the guys to warn them to distract timo. but he had no luck as he walked into the locker room and came face to face with timo. apparently, a member of the medical team had come to tell timo about his sisters arrival at the medical room immediately. 

“schätzli,” nico called as he saw your distressed state. and just by the sound of his voice, your breathing slowed. his voice was laced with worry but it still held the same gentle tone you loved. 

nico waved off the nurses as he made his way over to you. he didn’t say a word as he wrapped your body in his arms, his cologne engulfing your nose. sobs racked your body as you took in the feeling of being in nico’s arms again. 

luke’s attempt to keep timo away from the medical room proved no help as your brother pushed past the younger boy. even though erik and jonas had tried to help keep timo preoccupied there wasn’t enough time to split you and nico up. 

your brother walked into the room and was met with the sight of you in nico’s arms. a sense of deja vu ran over timo but this time it was different. this time you weren’t half naked in his best friends room. 

this time timo could tell that you were happier around nico. he could see it in the way your eyes held more life in them in that moment than over the past two months and he could see it when your face showed relief as soon as nico’s lips met your forehead. 

“i will always be yours y/n,” nico vowed to you and to your brother as the two men made eye contact. 

now as you moved into nico’s apartment you smiled to yourself because you had done it. you and nico survived the ‘great war’

[new-tella-us]

Okay, I just got a little thought. Demon War- Erik's Route. At some point, it was suggested that Mika was pregnant before that got shot down for the Oribel plot. And I like the Oribel plot.... but hypothetically... what if it was pregnancy? I could see that working. Clearly unborn, demon kids have consciences because Oribel so I have an idea for the Erik route if they did use the pregnancy idea.

Demon kids have consciences, thoughts and opinions before they are even born. It seems they have the intelligence of a young child but it gets reverted to a baby once they are born. They can hear and somewhat "see" through their mother's eyes. However, all they know is who their mom is. They wouldn't really know their dad and it's not as intrinsic as literally being hosted by their mom.

Mika's kid doesn't know who Erik is. Since they haven't acknowledged Mika as pregnant, they haven't verbally acknowledged Erik as the kid's father. They don't know that she exists yet, after all. All she knows is that a weird man is touching her mom. A man far stronger and more magically inclined than her mom. In response, she starts making Mika defensive and even makes small spells to keep the "icky man" away.

Eventually, the child appears to Mika as a soul, trying to bond with her mother and convince her to get away from Erik. This defensiveness increases when the Demon Lord kidnaps Mika. The child doesn't know that she is related to Erik but she can tell that Erik is related to the Demon Lord aka the "evil man". Why would she want her mom anywhere near someone connected to the "evil man"? Especially someone who the child already didn't trust.

The three endings of the route now differ.

(For future reference, I tend to call the bad ending you get usually midway as "The Bad Ending" and the bad ending you get at the end of the route as "The Worst Ending" So in this case "If I can't live, you can't either" = Bad Ending, "You hurt me, Now I'll hurt you" = Worst Ending)

In the midway point of the game, the soul confronts the group mid exorcism to say that she thinks Mika is her mother. Afterwards, you will get a decision to either claim that the soul is a Soul Eater and is lying to you about being your kid or claim that the soul may be telling the truth. Both bad ending come from determining that the soul is lying to you.

In the Bad Ending, it goes similarly to canon. You need low love points with Erik. You won't get the decision to determine the honesty of the soul because Erik is too busy trying to skewer it. The soul dies but takes Mika with her out of spite.

In the Worst Ending, you have high enough love points to convince Erik but you don't convince him to stop, instead choosing to side with Erik. Everything seems okay, the soul seems to have died but there's something odd about the gameplay. Mika is very distant and things you would usually have a choice in, like whether to be affectionate to Erik on your last night or just go to sleep, you no longer get a say.

The war has begun, the two make it to the castle, the demon lord is slain but... instead of it all being over, when Diana and Erik have their backs turned, Mika uses magic tentacles, similar to Erik's, to stab them both. Turns out, the soul lived. And the soul that Erik and Diana managed to remove from Mika's body and destroy was Mika's own soul. The child, now possessing her dead mother and furious, kills the people she blames for taking away her chance at having a happy life and a loving mother.

In the Good Ending, Mika convinces Erik that this child may be telling the truth and they manage to talk and figure that this is in fact Mika and Erik's child. She's able to use all of Erik's abilities, granted, at a slightly lower power range. This helps in battle where the child is able to use her magic defensively to protect her mom. Then the same thing as canon happens, the path, the castle, the dead father in law, etc. But instead of Diana meeting Oribel, Diana simply admits that the unborn child reminds her of her little sister, "Oribel".

Everyone goes home and epilogue is that there's a new member of Mika and Erik's family.

[skzddicted]

11:27 pm 

lee minho x gn reader

angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, suggestive (?? not sure)

warnings: angst, mentions of food, ed, reader is insecure about their body/weight, mentions of dieting, uses of petnames (angel/babe/baby/love) i think that's it please lmk if i missed anything!!

not proofread

“babe, i’m home!” minho's voice rang through the apartment. 

“are you up?” his voice rang again after not getting a response prior.

but you neither heard the door opening and being closed nor your boyfriend calling out for you twice. your thoughts were way too loud and blocked out every other sound around.

you felt horrible and the little voice inside your head that kept shouting and screaming at you asking why you did that when you were doing so well did not help in the slightest.

it wasn’t the first time this happened, in fact you lost count of how often this exact scenario had played out ever since you started dieting a couple months ago. which, by the way, was possibly the worst decision you could’ve ever made and everybody could see it, except for you. minho was never very fond of the idea of dieting in the first place, trying to talk you out of it several times because in his eyes you’re the most beautiful person he had ever laid eyes on, so you tried to hide how much it affected you from him. but that simply wasn’t possible. minho knew. he always knew. 

how could he not when he always saw how drained you looked and how you weren’t as bright and energetic as before. it broke his heart every time and every time he would hope for you to end this soon. 

minho started hearing the soft sobs from the kitchen, immediately making his way there and when he saw all the empty food wrappers on the counter he instantly knew what had happened. you were sitting on the floor, knees pulled up to your chest with your face buried in them. he slowly approached you sitting down next to you and placing his hand on your shoulder.

“y/n, angel?” 

his presence startled you, making you back away and look up at him with fear. “hey, it’s just me” you relaxed into his touch letting him pull you into his chest and wrap his arms around you as you continued crying, incoherent mumbles leaving your mouth as you tried to explain yourself in some way. “shh, it’s okay. you’re okay” minho whispered, stroking your hair to comfort you.

after a bit your sobs became less and less frequent until they eventually stopped. minho pulled away looking at you as you kept your gaze on the floor. “baby please look at me” he said cupping your cheeks making you look at him. 

“you know this isn’t doing you any good, right?” 

you nodded, knowing very well that he meant the whole cycle of dieting/basically starving yourself until you reach a breaking point and start binging.

“you are the most gorgeous person i have seen in my entire life, from inside and out and i will spend however long it takes showing you if it means you could see see yourself the way i do in the end”, “not that i would mind anyway” he winked at you, making you giggle at his antics.

“but back to the point. babe, me, your family and your friends are all worried about you. not only are you barely eating but you’re always so tired and barely have the energy to get through the day. heck, you even nearly fainted the other day”, “you’re beautiful as you are and you don’t need to lose any weight nor change yourself in any other way , okay?” again you nodded at him. you knew he was right and you needed to stop.

he leaned in to peck your forehead “i love you”

“i love you too, and.. thank you” you were really grateful for minho, for everything he does. “no need to thank me for anything, love” he hummed

“but let’s get up and go to bed please, it’s really cold here” you giggled again letting him pull you up from the floor.

“i need to clean this up first though,” you said looking at the stuff still laying on the counter from earlier. “i’ll do it, you go ahead and get ready for bed.” minho replied but you weren’t gonna let him do it on his own “we’ll do it together that way we’ll finish quicker” and with that you both quickly cleaned everything up and headed to bed.

a/n: i need a minho in my life </3

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[samthecultist]

DOG DAYS

Eddie Munson x Male! Reader

This wasn’t requested , but I saw a couple gifs of Joseph Quinn wearing the Eddie wig holding a dog and I was like ‘wtf I need to write this’

SUMMERY: Basically you bring up the idea of adopting a dog to Eddie and this is how he would react <3

You were definitely nervous when you brought it up , because you weren’t sure if he was a dog person or not .

" Ya’ know.. , Ed’s I was thinking maybe we could get a dog , yeah ? "

Eddie definitely hopped up in joy with the cutest face in the world .

Man already had a few in mind too , he was definitely waiting for this conversation to happen .

" what - , of COURSE . I was thinking we should get like a cool looking’ one with like a - , A SPIKED COLLAR — , so we can scare off all the homophobes ! "

You were surprised by the response , but Eddie earned a little laugh from you .

You guys went over the type of breeds you wanted and what the price range would be to take care of the dog and if wayne would be okay with it

but that wasn’t Eddie’s biggest concern at the moment .

" okay , hear me out , y/n ! a bull dog ! Or - or a rottweiler ! "

Eddie was just really excited, he just wanted something cute yet scary looking at the same time .

" would wayne really want that — "

" doesn’t matter ! not his dog , not his problem, babe ! "

you laughed about his excitement, it was definitely cute .

You were nervous bringing him to the animal shelter to look at the dogs , because he can be like a kid .

You keeps attempting to stick his hand through the fence to pet them all

" I wish we could take you all home ! but y/n wont let ussss !!! "

he tries to stuck his face up to the cage so the dogs can lick him

he just loves the little dog kisses

he keeps attempting to adopt all the cool looking ones that already have spiked collars .

" babe — , look , look ! HIS COLLAR ! "

" Ed’s , we can buy whichever one you like the most a spiked collar , ‘Kay ? "

He looked up in surprise like he didn’t know you could buy collars for dogs and hes stoked, because now he thinks hes open to more options .

It takes at least two hours for Eddie to come to a decision between two dogs .

hes stuck between a American bulldog and Rottweiler

But last minute his eyes land on the cutest dog he has ever seen

He quickly rushes over to it and just ‘claims’ it .

You weren’t really expecting him to pick a Saint Bernard , but here you were .

" y/n — , HES HUGE. This one - , this IS the one . "

you weren’t expecting to actually leave with the dog , but you were .

and eddie claimed to be the happiest man alive since he came with a spiked collar .

" we didnt even have to buy the collar ! "

as soon as you get home , wayne tries his best not to have a fit and it seems like he hates the dog

But secretly he loves it to death and likes to play with it more than Eddie does

wayne takes him into the yard and throws frisbees with him .

" y/n — , he stole our dog . "

" you didnt name him ??? "

" I — , I did ! his name is.. bruce ! "

you thought the name was super fitting for the dog .

Eddie got jealous of wayne playing with his dog so Eddie ran out there to join in on the fun .

REQUESTS OPEN !

[jesternene]

Unexpected Circumstances

Forgive me for the late response to Chapter 4. I returned to work so it was hard to get this going. Hope you enjoy it!

To read Chapter 3, please go here

CHAPTER 4

It had been over 24 hours since the encounter with the Verpellians. She was avoiding him and even took another personal day from Sickbay. It wasn't like her. She usually buried herself in her work, not hiding away in her quarters. Picard grew worried every second that passed and he didn't hear from her.

After his shift ended on the bridge, he decided to go see her. The news that he fantasized about being a family with Beverly must have been a shock to her, especially since he wasn't fully aware of what she wanted.

Did this idea scare her away? he thought.

But this wasn't how he wanted to be a family with Beverly. The circumstances of her pregnancy made it hard to connect to her or the child. As much as he loved her, this isn't how he would want to start a life with her. He knew the prospect of terminating the pregnancy was an option, but it was Beverly's decision. He didn't want to push the matter, even though he would support it. As he approached her quarters, he took a deep breath. He hesitated at chiming her door, unsure what stood on the other side of it. Finally, he rang.

"Come in" he heard a very vibrant tone before the door opened.

"Jean-Luc…'' Beverly greeted with a smile, as she was resting comfortably on her couch with a padd in her hand. She seemed well, glowing, and not a care in the world. Her heavenly image took his breath away before he spoke.

"I hope I'm not bothering you" Picard asked. As much as he wanted to see her, he didn't want to impose if she wanted to be alone.

"No, of course not" She answered, sitting upright and placing the padd on her side table. Even with the loose-fitted nightgown and robe, he couldn't help but notice the tiny bump peeking through. "Please, sit" she offered the empty space next to her.

Picard cleared his throat before taking a seat. He seemed anxious, clasping his hands together and looking down at them. As much as Beverly seemed ok, her heart was beating faster as every second passed in their uncomfortable silence. Picard then looked at Beverly and smiled.

"Beverly, I know what the Verpellian said must have come as a surprise to you" Picard nervously chuckled.

"Probably as surprised as you were to find out my feelings led to this" she said, smiling and lightly placing her hand on her belly.

"Right…" he said before clearing his throat. "Well, I—" Beverly raised her hand, cutting him off before he continued.

"Jean-Luc… I want you to know that I plan on keeping the baby" Beverly said, tilting her head slightly with a small smile. She knew this decision would not only impact her life but his as well.

"Really?" Picard questioned in surprise.

"I know this is a big decision but I just want you to know— I don't expect you to be a part of this child's life" Beverly said, her eyes looking down for a moment.

"You don't?" Picard was unsure of what she was saying exactly.

"This is my burden and I will shoulder it alone if I have to" Beverly explained, taking a deep breath. She was trying to hold back the tears that began to form in her eyes.

"That doesn't seem fair. You didn't ask for this, Beverly. You shouldn't have to do this alone" Picard commented.

"No, but you are more of an innocent party than I am. You had no say in this" Beverly sighed.

"Neither did you. Why would you burden yourself with raising a child you did not ask for?" Picard asked with sincere concern in his voice.

"Because I already love them" Beverly said as she let the tears fall from her eyes. Picard's heart dropped as he saw her cry. All he could do was slowly nod at her confession, which caused her to continue. She stood up from her seat, her back turned for a moment before turning to face him.

"I felt it today. Just a flutter but noticeable. And when I felt the baby, I caught myself smiling. And I knew at that moment, I couldn't let it go" Beverly said, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Beverly…" He started to talk as he stood up to face her.

"I know you don't agree with me, but I am not asking you for your approval. This is my decision." Beverly said in a low tone, trying to keep her emotions in check. Picard knew that and he knew there wouldn't be anything he could say to change her mind. He slowly took her hand in his, Beverly wasn't sure what the gesture meant but was happy to accept it.

"I respect your decision but am unsure how I would fit in this child's life. I mean, I wasn't technically there when they were…" he trailed off, Beverly nodded in understanding.

"I know, and I don't want you to feel any pressure to do something you're uncomfortable with" Beverly said. Squeezing his hand slightly.

"But Beverly, I am going to see this child grow up. We are serving on the same Starship, it will be a little hard to avoid that" Picard chuckled slightly at the thought. "You have a connection with this baby, but I don't. And so I don't know how I would fit in your life"

Beverly absorbed his concerns. She knew this was going to be a rough road for them. After all, they haven't even shared their first kiss yet. She tugged on his arm, and they sat back on the couch. Entwining their fingers together, she took a deep breath as she stared into his hazel eyes.

"Jean-Luc, This isn't going to be easy for both of us" Beverly sighed. "I think we should just take it a day at a time. Not rush into anything and see where this goes" Beverly finished, with a slight hopeful smile on her face. Picard smiled back and squeezed her hand. He couldn't predict what the future would hold for them but he wasn't going to cut himself off completely either.

"Of course. One day at a time" he responded. A few uncomfortable moments passed before he took his hand away and stood up, heading for the door. Beverly didn't look at him, unsure if she wanted to see him walk away from her. Picard stopped and turned to look at her. "If you need anything…" Picard hesitated to finish but smiled. This caused Beverly to smile back at him and nod. He knew she understood how difficult this was for him but knew it was just as equally hard for her as well. He left her quarters without saying another word.

_____________________________________

A month passed and it was very busy for the Enterprise crew. Dealings with the Cardassians and the mysterious Paxans were a top priority and there was not much time to deal with personal relations. They kept their interactions simple and professional, but Picard couldn't help but think of this child every time he saw her. She had to change into a maternity version of her uniform and her glow was hard to not notice.

When they broke the news to the senior staff of the situation, they congratulated them but worried for Beverly. Once she ensured the crew she was fine and so was the baby, they seemed to welcome the idea of a new member on board. This support was helpful for Beverly but was little help for Picard. He wanted to be happy but still felt no connection to this child. He wondered if he ever will.

One day, during a crisis of Commander Riker missing during a First contact mission, Picard went to Sickbay to find Beverly so they could discuss the matter. When he didn't find her in her office, he asked the first nurse he saw to see where she might be.

"Excuse me, Nurse Martinez. Do you happen to know where Dr. Crusher is?" Picard asked in an authoritative tone.

"Yes sir! She is in exam room 3 being examined" Martinez responded. Picard gasped slightly.

"Why was Beverly being examined?" he thought.

He instantly feared something was wrong. He nodded to the nurse and headed to the room at a quick pace. Once he arrived, he wasn't sure if he even had the right to enter. She made it clear he didn't need to be involved, but the instinct of him needing to know she was okay overtook him. He pressed the privacy button which alerted those inside. He heard Beverly say "Enter" and the door opened.

"Jean-Luc?" Beverly was surprised. She assumed it was one of her nurses, not the captain. Dr. Selar stood at attention the moment she saw the Captain at the door. Beverly drew her attention back to Selar, "Is that all doctor?" Beverly asked.

"Yes. And congratulations again, Dr. Crusher" Selar responded. She turned to the door and nodded to the Captain before she left. Picard swallowed hard, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"What can I do for you, Captain?" Beverly asked as she slipped her lab coat on. Picard completely forgot why he even wanted to see her in the first place and stood for a moment trying to find the words. "Jean-Luc, are you alright?" Beverly asked worriedly.

"I'm sorry. I uh–" Picard shook his head for a moment and said the first thing that came to mind. "I thought something was wrong and I needed…" Picard trailed off and sighed.

"I see" Beverly said with a small smile on her face. She never liked causing worry but was slightly grateful he was. "Everything is fine. I was just having my prenatal examination" Beverly explained.

"Oh good" Picard sighed in relief. "Why did she say congratulations?" he asked curiously. Beverly smiled at him widely at the question.

"Because I found out what I'm having" she answered, lightly placing her hand on her stomach.

"Oh" Picard seemed surprised.

"I'm sorry. Did you want to be here when I found out?" Beverly questioned. She purposely kept him out of the loop because she didn't want to pressure him into anything.

"No no– It's quite alright" Picard cleared his throat before continuing. "So, what are you having?" Picard asked. Lightly tugging on his uniform anxiously.

"It's a boy" Beverly smiled. The announcement sucked the breath out of Picard's lungs. His face drained quickly as the news she was having a son took over. She looked over at him curiously, unsure if he was happy by the news or if she needed to get him a chair. She took a few steps toward him but he didn't make any eye contact. "Jean-Luc?"

"A son?" Picard quietly asked, to which Beverly only nodded. Her heart sank a bit thinking that maybe he was not happy by the news. The emotions were felt during those quiet beats of that exam room. Beverly practically held her breath, waiting for Picard to say anything to her.

He finally looked up at her and that is when she noticed the tears that formed in his eyes. "We're having a son?" Picard said again, but this time adding himself into the equation. This caused tears to well up in Beverly's eyes as she saw the joy on his face and clearly accepted this child. He leaned in and hugged her tightly, which Beverly accepted happily.

They stood there quietly until they heard "Bridge to Captain Picard". Picard broke their embrace and tapped to respond. "Go ahead, Mr. Data"

"Sir, the Chancellor wishes to see you" Data responded. Picard sighed and now remembered why he went to see Beverly in the first place.

"Yes, Mr. Data. I'll be right there. Picard out" Picard then tapped his communicator to end the conversation.

"I hope that's good news" Beverly said. Riker had been missing for a few days and it took its toll on the staff.

"Me too" Picard said in return. He lightly wiped the happy tear that had escaped down Beverly's cheek and smiled. "I'll see you later"

"Okay" she responded in almost a whisper. She watched as he walked out of the exam room, her hand placed gently on her belly as she took in a deep breath. "We'll get through this, sweetheart" she gently spoke to her unborn child, before she left for her office.

J

[saralayne]

I Was Drowning, That’s When I Could Finally Breathe 🩵

Lucy and Tim break up after a big fight. Will they be able to find each other again?

Tim and Lucy had been living in a world of bliss for a year. Falling in love with one another with each passing day (if that was even possible). Basically, spending every night together, mostly at Lucy’s apartment as it was closer to the station. Tim wanted them to take the next step and officially move in together. He was just waiting for the right time. They were both excelling professionally. Tim, as Metro Sargent. Lucy had passed her detective exam and was still pursuing a UC career. She had only done small ops, nothing long term as of yet. The tap finally came for a career changing, long term op, and then another, and another. Tim, ringing the alarm on each opportunity. Only hearing a small part of what the ops would be. Tim had said he would be fine, but Lucy was realizing he wasn’t ever going to be fine. Without meaning to, he was manifesting his life with Isabel onto Lucy. Once the last opportunity came and he rang the alarm once again, Lucy had enough. She called him out on not separating her and Isabel. He finally admitted that he realized he couldn’t live this life again. Not wanting Lucy to resent him, they decided breaking up was imminent.

As time passed. Lucy and Tim avoided one another as much as possible. Both miserable and heartbroken. Their family at Wilshire wished more than anything they could fix this. Everyone knowing they were meant to be. They had both made so many sacrifices to be together. They were it for one another. But at the end of the day, Tim and Lucy needed to be the one to fix what was broken or move on from one another.

Tim walked into the station after a Metro op, seeing Angela and Nyla hugging Lucy as she made her way out door back on patrol. He was of course curious, but didn’t feel like he could pry anymore. Angela looked disheveled. Tim needing to know what was going on. He still loved Lucy more than anything in this world and always would. If she wasn’t ok he needed to know. No matter the distance right now, he would drop everything to be there for her if she needed him. He would still move the sun to be there for her in any way.

“Lopez. I know it’s not my place but is everything ok?”

“No. Tim. It’s not”

“I-Is s-she ok?” nervously inquiring

“Depends on how you look at it” quipping back

“Ang. Please. What’s going on? “

“Alright. Fine. It’s not really my place but someone needs to give you two a kick in the ass. Lucy just informed Nyla and myself that she is done with UC. She doesn’t want to be a UC anymore. She’s done.”

“WHAT. WHY? She loves UC work” questioning Tim

“Well. Her exact words. UC HAS COST ME THE ONE THING I LOVE MORE THAN ANYTHING. I LOST THE ONE PERSON WHO MADE ME HAPPY. I don’t want this life anymore. I have no joy or excitement for it.”

“FUCK” was the only response Tim could muster.

“She went on to tell us that she had only caused you pain pursuing a life that had given you such darkness. She never wanted you to look at her and see Isabel and the hurt she caused. She wanted to be your safe place, your joy, the woman you love and want to marry, have a family. Lucy, is convinced she has ruined that life having a UC career and she doesn’t want it anymore”

“God dammit. I love her so much. She is literally the love of my life. My heart is in a million pieces being apart from her. I don’t want her to give this up”

“Maybe you should let her. “

“WHAT?”

“Tim, Lucy could do so many things professionally. But there is only one person she is in love with and wants a life with. Think about it. It’s always gonna be a cloud over you both. I can see she really doesn’t have the love for it anymore. So, maybe you let her make this decision. Stop sabotaging your relationship and have your happily ever after”

As shift continued, thoughts of Lucy consumed Tim. He missed her so much. She was it for him. He had to fix this. Tim never wanted Lucy to resent him by not going after her dreams, because she deserved to have all her dreams come true. If Lucy was to walk away from what she had always wanted, he wanted to make sure it was her decision. He needed her to know he was going to be waiting for her. This breakup has shown Tim all that matters is Lucy. Living this life again was worth the fears if it meant being with the the true love of his life. Tim missed when Lucy returned at end of shift. He had a mountain of paperwork he needed to finish. By the time he was finished Lucy has already changed out and left. As soon as Tim was finished, the only thought was to see her, talk to her.

Tim pulled in front of Lucy’s apartment. Seeing her car knowing she was home. As he made his way up to her apartment, pulling out his key that she had given him months back. Suddenly, he felt wrong using it. As the door flew open, the sight in front of him broke his heart. His light, his ray of sunshine looked disheveled, eyes puffy and cheeks tear stained. “T-Tim, what are you doing here? Please, just go. I can’t do this.” Letting out a sigh. “Luce. Please let me in. I just wanna talk”

Lucy leading Tim to the sofa. Tim interlocking his hand with hers. Sense of relief she didn’t pull her hand back.

“Luce. I’m so sorry. Angela told me about you turning down OC work.”

“Yeah, well. I don’t want it anymore”

“Luce. Come on”

“WHAT?! I have lost what makes me happy. My safe place.”

“Sweetheart. You haven’t. That’s why I’m here”

“I have realized that I would rather live this life again, if it means I have you. You are my whole entire world and I don’t want to live another second without you. I love you more than anything. I can’t be without you anymore”

“Tim…”

“No, Luce. Please. I want you. These past weeks have been torture. You are worth all of it.”

“Tim. Shut up. I love you. I want us. I’m still walking away from UC. This is my decision. The love I once had for UC work isn’t the same as it was. This break has shown me what is important to me and that’s YOU. I don’t want to put you through this again. This is not the life I want. I want us to move forward. Start a family.”

“You want to start a family?”

“I do. Maybe not right at this moment but yes sooner than later”

“Lucy Chen. I don’t want to spend one more night away from you. Move in with me? We can live here till we find our perfect house. I can put my house up for sale. Or we can live there….”

Grabbing his arm to stop her boyfriends rambling.

“Tim. STOP. Yes, let’s move in together. We can figure out the details later.”

“I love you so much Lucy Chen. You have absolutely turned my life upside down in the best possible way. I’m so sorry. I failed you. I always told you I would fight for us and I didn’t”

“No Tim. We needed this to get us to see what’s important and that’s US”

“Are you sure you want to give UC up? I don’t want you to ever resent me”

“I’m sure. Somethings matter more. We matter more”

“We can talk more later about everything but Tim, take me to bed..NOW”

“My absolute pleasure”

Tim knew very soon he would be dragging Angela to a jewelry store to pick out the perfect ring. For now, he was gonna worship his girlfriend and cherish her back in his arms.

[godkeis]

Can I request going on a walk in the rain with soobin? 🌧😳

EVERY SUMMERTIME.

pairing: choi soobin x f!reader

genre: fluff | college!soobin

word count: 1.3k

content warning: slight cursing, soobin being the biggest green flag ever

summary: it’s always the smallest thing that makes your heart goes crazy and even after years of dating, soobin hasn’t failed to do those smallest things for you.

“I got this.” you smiled as your reflexes reacted on their own before your co-worker could even drop the keys on the floor.

“You’re really a lifesaver, Y/N.” she thanked you immediately for taking her back.

The pastry shop that you’ve been working at just hired a few junior employees this month and with that, you are now promoted as the head of the crew. To be honest, you almost declined the offer because you are worried that it might become a hindrance to your studies but your boyfriend, Soobin because your number one supporter.

You finally took the position offered and here you are, making sure that everything is in the right place before you close the shop.

The new employees are quick learners however, there are also some things that needed to be improved. Honestly, you couldn’t imagine how fast these teenagers learn. When you were new, you made mistakes a lot more than they made that’s why you’re surprised by their ability and determination.

“Everyone can now go home. I’ll just double check all the doors and head out too,” you announced to them which made their mouth twitch into a smile.

Thanking you once again, they took their leave altogether.

Making sure that everything is neat and in place, you also started to get ready to take your leave when suddenly, droplets of rain started pouring out outside.

“Ah shit, here we go.” exhaling, you pursed your lips together as you saw the contents of your bag, missing an umbrella.

You typically don’t forget your essentials but this day, this one particular day where you forgot to bring your umbrella because you were running a little bit late in the morning, the sky decided to pour out at the right time.

Contemplating your life decisions, you packed your things once again and decided to just run out for your life until your reached the bus stop when your phone suddenly rang.

“Soobin?” fishing out your phone out of your pocket, you answered.

“My love! Are you out of your work now? It’s pouring pretty heavy.” The golden retriever energy from the other line was reaching you and it made you smile just by hearing how excited your boyfriend was to talk to you.

You were pretty hopeless romantically. The only reason why you believe in love was because of how you love other people. You thought that one day, you’ll finally meet your significant other that will make you feel and experience the way how you give love to other people. And you finally did.

“Yeah, I was thinking of running towards the bus stop because I forgot—”

Before you could even finish your sentence, Soobin cut you off. “Stop! Don’t move. I’m already at my door, I’ll pick you up. Stay where you are. I don’t want you to get sick.”

“Soob, I can go home alone—” you tried to protest but you know Soobin wouldn’t allow it.

“No buts. Stay where you are. I’m on my way, I love you.” giggling, you hummed in response before dropping the call.

Your first months of dating were pretty awkward because Soobin was a shy person. He doesn’t like planning a lot and just tags along with you and whatever you plan. Little did you know that he’s just adjusting and letting himself lose within your comfort.

Never once did you think of breaking up with him though, even during the days when he don’t know how to handle you. And for Soobin, he was so grateful that you became patient with him because he really really love you and wanted to make everything easy and light with your relationship.

Within minutes of waiting, you saw a six-foot tall guy in a black coat and umbrella happily waving to you outside. You smiled and waved back at your boyfriend.

Grabbing all your things, you shut the lights down and locked the shop before giving Soobin a bear hug.

“Loveee,” he snuggled his face into the crook of your neck. “I missed you so much.”

His warm breath was tickling against your skin. Caressing his hair, you smiled as you felt your insides going batshit crazy for the love of your life.

“I missed you too, my love.” you smiled at him. Pulling himself apart, he leaned down to steal a kiss.

You felt heat rushing up to your head as your cheeks were glowing in rose. Soobin has a habit of stealing kisses from you during the most random moments but a kiss under the rain, you find really it sweet and heart-fluttering.

“Soobin!” exclaiming, you tried to hide your blushing state with him earning a smack on the shoulder from you.

Soobin laughed at your reaction because he knows you’re just trying to hide the fact that he made your heart flutter.

Grabbing your left palm, Soobin connected your hands and intertwined them together. Heaven knows how Soobin loves feeling your skin against him. He loves to touch you in a non-sexual way whether it is your palm, your knee, your knee, or even your shoulders. He just feels safe around your company and your presence makes everything feel good for him.

Holding hands, the two of you started walking under the pouring sky. 

“Did you know that this is the first rain this summer?” you opened up randomly.

“Uh-huh.”

“And do you remember when we started seeing each other?”

Soobin paused, trying to remember when. “Oh! It’s around summertime too, right?”

You smiled and nodded.

The random thought of how the both of you started made you think about how far the both of you are now.

“Y/N,” Soobin cleared his throat. “I just realized that I never had properly thanked you for being patient with me.”

Soobin stopped and made eye contact with you that made your heart skip another beat. Holding your hand, he brings it closer to his heart.

“Thank you, Y/N. For not giving up on me. I know it’s very hard for you during our first months and year because I never know how to properly express how I feel towards you. Honestly, I was so scared that you might find another guy who can show and give you everything you want and that thought drives me crazy.”

You can feel his heart beating like crazy against your palm.

“I don’t want to lose you, Y/N. Ever. That’s why I am thanking you, for giving me time on how I can learn to show you my feelings. It was not easy, but if it's for you, I’ll gladly do it and work hard for it because you are worth it. You are so worth it.”

Slowly, he planted a soft kiss on the top of your hard. Eyes warming up, you felt like your body was shaking against his touch. The warm liquids started pouring out of your eyes, just like how the sky was pouring its heart out.

“Soobin, what the hell…” you chuckled between your tears.

“Holy shit my love, I didn’t mean to make you cry!” panicking, he took out his white handkerchief and gently wiped down the streaks on your cheeks.

“I know, I know.” you assured him. “But that was the purest thing that someone has ever said to me.” 

“I love you. And I wouldn’t get tired of reminding you how grateful I am to you and how much I love you, Y/N.”

Soobin pulled you into a warm hug and started rubbing your back.

“I guess rain does really make the ambiance powerful.” he joked which made you laugh again.

“Yeah, one moment we’re walking peacefully and here we are now, crying and hugging each other as we give words of affirmations” you replied, making him chuckle too.

“A walk in the rain, huh?” teasingly, he grinned which earned him another ticket to be playfully smacked.

“Soobin, you little shit.”

“Yeah, but you love this little shit, don’t you?”

© 0x1-ovesick. do not repost on any platform.

[xokiddo]

Hope you don’t mind, but I’ve seen you say somewhere before that you have a kid. Just here to ask if you have any advice. I’m struggling with my siblings. Point blank. I’m always angry, they stress me out, and they have seriously put me off children. I love them, I really do, I just get so frustrated and annoyed even at the eldest who can take care of herself but is extremely childish. I look after them like a mother would, balancing college and work. Could be a mix of the stress of severe lack of money rn and not having enough to move out, so I’m stuck with these kids. Their dad does nothing to help. Doing the dishes is a rarity, but more often than not I’m stuck doing his laundry. Washing his dishes. He works, don’t get me wrong. But then comes home and that’s it. Our mom is essentially me but with a bit more balance and patience. Everything about him makes me angry, and I don’t feel my mom understands. I don’t know and I can’t tell if I’m just a horrible person for always being angry with them, or if I’m just stressed. I’m a parent without having birthed them, and have nobody I can talk to about this as none of my friends have children or young siblings. You’re the first person I thought of. All I ever hear is how children are a joy and a blessing. But it’s not feeling this way.

Extremely sorry for this. You don’t have to answer, I know this is out of the blue. From one sort-of mother to an actual mom, any advice would be a god-send.

— from a stressed girl in college, feeling a little bit alone right now. sorry you had to be the one I spilled to. I don’t think anyone will understand this, hence the anon option.

Hi hello! I don't mind. I'll put my answer under a read more cut because of length.

As for what you're feeling, I honestly don't blame you a bit. I'm guessing you're the oldest, since you're being the one left to take care of everything, and it seemed to just be the mentality of our parents' generation (assuming you're in the same general age range as me) to be like, "Okay your siblings are your responsibility!" as if we're parent #3. And this is entirely unfair to you. I also don't blame you either for feeling averse to children. I wouldn't worry too much about this aspect, because you're still in college and have time ahead if you change your mind in the future, or even if you don't change your mind. I have a friend who waited ten years before having kids, just so they could ensure they were ready. The way your parents are parenting you and your siblings isn't how parenting should be. Parenting is frustrating and a challenge at times, but it can be an absolute joy - if there's time, space, support, and a choice in the decision.

My best advice I can give with what I do have here is to be forgiving of yourself. You're bouncing between all these roles in your life - student, employee, sibling, stand-in mom - but it doesn't sound like you're getting any time for yourself to just be. I would definitely suggest if you're ever able to, carve time for yourself or for self-care when you can, but I also am far too aware that that's easier said than done. I do think that you need some sort of space to decompress within the scope of your situation - I'd say that even if you had no children in your life, too, but adding that factor is a stress multiplier. Maybe small acts of self-care can substitute proper time until you can make time?

You're not a horrible person for always being angry with them. You're being put in a situation that isn't fair, and they may not directly be the source, but they might represent that source of frustration with your parents. I think it would be important to remember that they're children and they have far less control than you do in this situation.

I'm sorry you're dealing with all of this. I hope that there's some improvement for you soon. 🩵 sending some mom hugs your way 🫂

[t-nd-rfoot]

To Be an Abbott Man // Rhett’s Worst Fear

Family is always a gamble for an Abbott

Summary A few days after leaving Amelia County, Rhett is forced to make a decision.

Characters Rhett Abbott x Maria Olivares

Theme Angst

Warnings Outer Rage spoilers; missing persons; family drama; hints of pregnancy; one too many words italicized for emphasis

Word Count 906

Note Inspired by this post by @sebsxphia ✨ A million thank yous again for this inspiration! Plus dad!Rhett just absolutely makes sense for his canon character arc at some point, he will be ours someday 😭 I just had to give this ficlet its own page for the Outer Range writers to find to properly edit it since I wrote the original so fast, so this is a slightly edited version! And as much as Rhett and Maria deserve happiness, I don’t think their journey is going to be as smooth as we want it to be, so this is how I interpret their season 2 start. Full fic under the cut to avoid spoilers in case you haven’t watched the show yet!

“Babe? You okay?”

That no good piece of shit. How could he leave after everything they’ve been through? It wasn’t enough that he had to bring down everyone with him—he had to abandon them there just as things took a turn for the worst.

Wait. But if he was gone, then he probably didn’t even know the state of things right now.

He didn’t know about...

“Babe?”

The rodeo. The diner. The school. The church. Those are the places he’d check first.

Amy was a smart girl. She wouldn’t just run away like that. She couldn’t.

And it’s not like Wabang was that big, anyway. If she wasn’t there, she’d still be easy to find. She's just a child. She couldn't have gotten far.

“Rhett!”

And suddenly, he was back in the motel. Maria was knelt in front of him, her hands on his forearms, shaking him back into reality, concern painted vividly on her face.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

What’s not wrong, he thought, would have been a more appropriate question.

He whispered, still not meeting her eyes, “Amy’s gone. And so is Perry.”

He sniffed, a wave of emotions rushing over him at once. Anger, confusion, sadness…he didn’t know what to feel first.

Suddenly, a weight fell on his lap, as his girlfriend planted herself there to be able to hold and comfort him as tightly as she could. “Oh, Rhett…” He tried to hug her back as well as he could with the numbness in his arms.

“What did they say? Are they looking for them?”

“I don’t know,” he admitted, “wasn’t really hearing much after they told me.” His fingers played idly with the hem of Maria’s shirt.

“Well, what about Joy? I’m sure they’re sending out search parties,” she consoled.

He scoffed. “Fuckin’ great. Last thing my family needs is another fuckin’ investigation.”

Sensing the frustration building in him, Maria got off his lap, and he immediately stood up to pace the room.

It didn’t make sense. Leaving Wabang felt right. It’s what he’s wanted since high school. He finally escaped the burdens of his family and start fresh—a second chance at life and at love, now that he knows Maria loves him back. He didn’t have to worry about his reputation as the Abbott Family Fuck-Up or the Town Manwhore, or whatever it is people called him. He didn’t have to be held responsible for Perry’s messes anymore, or disappoint Royal and Cecilia ever again.

So why did things suddenly feel so wrong?

His eyes finally met Maria’s for the first time since finding out, and that’s when he knew why.

Because he finally knew what it was like to be an Abbott man.

It wasn’t the name or the ranch that made him one.

It was knowing how easily family leaves with no certainty of coming back.

He witnessed it first hand with Perry. Nine months with not a single sign of his missing wife, that even the FBI gave up on it. Sure, the couple had their problems, but no one ever expected her to leave. Even more, no one expected her to not return. And now his daughter, the sweetest child on their side of Wyoming, has done exactly the same, and her father doesn’t even know it. If Rebecca’s disappearance didn’t drive Perry insane already, Rhett didn’t even want to imagine what his brother would do if he knew his daughter was gone too.

Now, he’s played a part in it with Royal. He had his faults, but even Rhett couldn’t deny anymore that his dad did everything he could to keep his family together. He didn’t have to involve himself in their misdeeds—their crimes—but still, he was the one who planned their alibi and did their heavy lifting. All to make sure he didn’t lose his own children. A futile effort, it turned out, since there he was back on the ranch without either of them.

It seemed inevitable for Abbott men to lose their children.

And all it took was one look at the love of his life to make sure the buck stopped with him.

He made his way back to Maria, still sat on the bed, and kissed her. As he pulled away, he knelt down on the floor, and placed a long kiss above her navel. It hasn’t even been a day since they found out, but he was determined to keep his family together no matter what.

“You love me, right?” he asked, looking up at her.

Maria tucked his long strands behind his ear. “Of course.”

He took his seat beside her again, his hand still on her belly, softly stroking it with his thumb.

“And you ain’t gonna leave me, right?”

The tone in his voice caused some worry in Maria. “Rhett…where is this coming from?”

“I just…I need you to understand.”

“Understand what?”

“That I can’t lose you, too!”

“And I’m not going anywhere!”

They were back to square one. Rhett ran his fingers through his hair. “You don’t get it.”

Carefully placing a hand on his shoulder, Maria tried to gauge the cowboy’s emotions. It wasn’t frustration he was feeling anymore.

It was fear.

Rhett took a deep breath. “Rebecca and Amy left Perry. And now, me and Perry, we stood up our dad.” He took Maria’s hands into his. “I don’t wanna know what that’s like. I don’t want you or our baby runnin’ out on me one day.”

A tear ran down Maria’s cheek at his confession. “I promise, Rhett. I’m never leaving your side—we’re never leaving your side.” She grabbed his hand and kissed it, as if she was sealing the promise into his skin.

Rhett studied her carefully. He needed to make sure she was sure, because he knew she wouldn’t like what he was going to say next.

“Even if we have to go back to Wabang?”

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[karmic-vibes]

Two of Us

8 - Two of Us Sending Postcards

cw: teenage pregnancy, minors using drugs, implied mentions of parental neglect, domestic dispute [between siblings], name calling [whore, slut, etc.]

1982

Eddie had been supporting Claire ever since they made amends a few months ago. Without putting up much of a fight, he’s gone shopping for items of the baby, has helped Wayne prepare food she can eat, and gone out of his way to keep people from finding out her little secret. While he still wasn’t thrilled with her decision, he was trying his best to get onboard.

One night, the pair of siblings were sitting in the living room watching reruns of The Twilight Zone. Eddie had packed a bowl and was taking hits every few minutes—he always said being high made the show that much better. Claire was dozing off next to him, unbothered by the secondhand smoke. Suddenly, she was jolted awake by the baby harshly kicking her stomach. She excitedly shook Eddie’s arm to get his attention.

“Hey, stupid.”

“What?” he asked, blowing smoke.

“Feel.”

“Feel what?”

“The baby, idiot.” She grabbed his free hand and placed it on top of her abdomen.

“Bro, that’s so fucking trippy,” he giggled, “I can’t believe there’s like… a whole person in there… with like a brain and heart and lungs and stuff… and toes and hands and-”

“Yes, Eddie, congrats. You know basic human anatomy.”

“Does it hurt?”

Claire shrugged and sighed, “a little. I’m getting used to it, though.”

“How much longer until you’re due?”

“A couple weeks, I think.”

“That’s crazy.”

“So, are you excited to become an uncle?”

“I’m still super fucking disappointed in you, but yeah, I guess.”

“I’m sorry, what?” she scoffed.

“You heard me.”

“I thought you finally came around to supporting me?”

“Yeah, but like… I was thinking about it more and just… I know you, and you’re gonna end up just like mom and dad.”

“How fucking so?”

“Uh, stupid, I don’t know, maybe getting pregnant in high school, dropping out, and leaving your kids with your piece of shit baby daddy and his brother, then only seeing your kids when it’s convenient for you.”

“Uncle Wayne loves us and has done everything for us. Hell, even he’s supporting my decision here! He’s not happy about it, but Jesus fuck, Eddie, at the very least he’s supporting me!”

“I just thought you were different, Claire…”

“What was mom supposed to do?!” she teared up, “Roe v. Wade wasn’t a thing yet, and God forbid she did anything behind pops’ back—he would’ve fucking killed her!”

“She could’ve done the smart and responsible thing and given us up. What’s your fucking excuse? Roe’s been a thing since ’73 and there’s always safe-dropping.”

“I can’t believe what I’m hearing,” she scoffed in disbelief, “actually, y’know what, I can. I can because you’re a piece of shit just like pops. A worthless addict who only looks out for himself and runs at any sign of a challenge!”

“Wow, Clairey… is that what you really think of me?”

“Yeah… it is…”

Eddie bit his bottom lip and smashed his bong on the floor. He stood up in a fit of range, pacing the room, licking his lips, with his hands on his hips. He shook his head and scoffed.

“Fine, but I hope you fucking realize that you and I are exactly the fucking same. Before you got knocked up, like the stupid whore you are, you were just as much of an addict as me, if not more!”

Tears prickled at Claire’s eyes as she bit the insides of her cheeks. She picked at her cuticles, avoiding eye contact with her enraged brother.

“Well, I’d rather be pregnant than a criminal like our father.”

“Fuck. You.”

He picked up the table-side lamp and chucked it at her. Claire narrowly dodged the blow as the lamp shattered into a million pieces against the wall. As her breathing picked up, trying to process what had just happened, Eddie had already stormed out of the trailer. Claire was left in the home, alone, sobbing on the couch, not having a clue what to do. She had worked so hard to bond closer with her brother throughout this entire ordeal, and in the blink of an eye, it was all thrown out the window.

[whorrorgrl]

Legally Blond is Perfect

Legally Blond is cinematic perfection.

If I sit down and list off movies that I think are all-round perfect, it would be pretty short. Like, 2-3. No matter how many movies I highly rate, there’s always somethin I either thought wasn’t fleshed out enough or shouldn’t have been there in the first place. It’s so hard for a movie to be perfect for me. I’m not picky. I don’t do it on purpose. But 🤷‍♀️. 

Legally Blond, however, checks all my boxes.

Starring Reese Witherspoon, Luke Wilson, Mathew Davis, and Jennifer Coolidge, this 2003 comedy follows Elle Woods, a fashion major, who transfers to Harvard Law following a recent break-up. The more and more I watch this movie, the deeper I fall in love with it. It’s so perfectly done, so perfectly filmed, perfectly casted, perfectly everything.

I am going to do what I do best: completely break apart this movie into bits and tiny little pieces.

Astrology?

I’m pretty into Astrology, so rewatching it and hearing that Elle and Bruiser, her tiny dog, are both Gemini vegetarians was a cool moment. But when you really think about Elle’s character (even Bruiser being classified as “friendly” when Vivian Kensington tries to pick him up), it perfectly matches.

Based on the stereotype of Geminis, those who hold placements in the sign are known to be friendly, conversational, and witty. Geminis usually have a variety of interests, hobbies or skills. When I think of them, the word that comes to mind is “multifaceded,” because they truly are. It all of course depends on how it manifests in each individual’s life, but they have a range of random knowledge, thoughts, etc. They can always easily pick up on small details and remember them. These people I always see as great presenters, interviewers, writers, and study partners. Depending on the person, of course.

Elle Woods embodies her Sun sign. She’s very smart and knows even the smallest of details. As a fashion major, she’s able to pick up on a sly sales clerk trying to pass off a last season dress as the recent. When she’s moping in her room, a sorority sister goes to Elle to ask for a homework question, signifying that she’s the go-to for the girls on all things school. She also has the highest GPA in her sorority.

When she assumes joining Harvard Law will prove to Warner Huntington that she’s smart (assuming this will make him take her more seriously as a future wife), she spends the entire movie montage studying to up her LSAT scores. She never had any plans to actually continue. But When Warner still devalued her knowledge, this motivates her more to study, improving her presence as a student in each of her teachers’ classes. Not to mention her humility. “What, like it’s hard?”

She’s easily influenced by other’s opinions of her and can’t think much for herself. I’ll go deeper into it further, but many people have had the power in influencing Elle’s choices and decisions. Whether it results in a counteractive response (fueling those who doubt her to study for Harvard), it almost makes her quit law all together. Gemini being a mute sign, I made the connection.

There’s this bigger-picture mindset I always see in Gemini/Sag axis where they speak generally instead of giving details. As a Sagittarius Mercury myself, I can relate. When Elle finds out that Enrique is gay and rushes into court to tell the news, she just blurts “Hey’s gay! Warner, what type of shoes do I have on?” When he answers, “Uh...black ones?” She whips her head around to Callahan and says, “See?” As if the context of Enrique shading her by the water fountain would just materialize in Callahan’s head. She speaks in ways where she assumes everyone within the room will understand her, despite that most of what she’s saying requires a lot of context. This also could do with her being in a different setting with people who lack the range of her previous surroundings.

Her ability to adapt to new environments (of course with her own flare) and new hobbies is prevalent. She's a fashion major and now a law student in just few months, her quick wits rivaling even Waitlist Warner. When she combined both when it came to Brook’s case, it only showed that her versatility is necessary. Who else in that damn school would’ve known that taking a shower hours after getting a perm would deactivate the ammonium thioglycolate? Certainly not V05, 10-In-One Warner. 

Realistic Male-Centeredism 

All her life, Elle has been taught to work to be a trophy wife. She is beautiful and in shape. That’s all that matters. Even her parents insinuate that she isn’t “serious” and that law is only for “ugly people.” Elle probably never realized the low bars people set for her until she ventured out of the expectations. While her reasoning for joining Harvard and maintaining her place were fueled by the possibility of winning Warner, she later realizes that she actually likes law - and she’s pretty good at it.

Doesn’t matter why she started, as long as she’s on the right path.  

Elle joins Harvard because she assumes that it will change Warner’s mind in choosing her as a future wife. However, when he says she isn’t “smart enough,” despite the fact that they got accepted into the same school and have the same classes, this gives her the similar motivation to continue to study. On a call with her friends, they urge her to get the ring and hurry back home. Harvard was only meant to be temporary. When he continued to still doubt her, the goalpost moves. Getting into Harvard wouldn’t earn her his heart; it was now maintaining it.

Unsurprisingly, she accomplishes that when she begins to study more, much to Vivian and Warner’s surprise.  Elle has high hopes for joining Callahan’s internship and expresses this to Warner, who still doubts her. So when she impresses Professor Callahan enough for him to ask if she’s applying for his internship, she replies, “I don’t know.” Warner doesn’t think she’ll do it so she questions herself. 

Lastly is when Callahan comes onto her in his office, clearly not seeing her true potential beyond her gorgeous looks. She’s doubtful of her starlight given knowledge and once again allows a man to determine her path. That is until Professor Stromwell, a woman, reminds her of her potential. This is where everything flips. No longer is she guided by the men in her life, nor does she seek their approval. You see this when winning her first case is finally all the proof Warner needs to see Elle as smart and worthy of mooching off of her name. But it’s already too late and we are lucky to witness her reject him.

A small thing I also realize is when Vivian criticizes Callahan using her as his personal assistant and Warner’s laundry incompetencies, Elle says, “You know men are helpless.” She’s almost excusing men’s uselessness and misogyny as a cute little character flaws because at that time stamp she still sees Warner and Callahan in a good light. It makes me think of those TikToks of wives laughing because their husband can’t bring home the right brand of tampons or those dad that don’t know their kids are deathly allergic to penicillin.

It should be shocking considering Elle is so strongly supportive of the women in her life that she, too, is victim of centering Warner. Her relationship with her sorority sisters and how she treats Vivian and the other women at the school who horribly misjudge her would make you assume that Professor Stromwell would’ve been the best guidance she should’ve paid attention to. But even a before-her-time Gemini vegetarian like Elle Woods fall victim to the male gaze. It isn’t in your face or obnoxious like She-Hulk. She realizes that her worth is from within and changes the pattern in prioritizing men’s opinions before her own. I think the first sight of this was when her father discouraged her from going to Harvard and she chose to ignore it anyway. However, I don’t think her parents, especially her dad, are meant to be interpreted deeply. But it’s still there.

It’s always funny that Elle constantly was doubted by men like Warner and Callahan when these men are not qualified. Vivian reveals that Warner was waitlisted until his dad paid his way in; Elle obliterates his argument in class; and he’s simply played by Mathew Davis, so that sucks in its own right. Warner never stood a chance. Secondly, Callahan has all his research done by Emmett, doesn’t have a trustworthy relationship with his clients, and overlook important details that Elle was able to catch. He’s a seasoned lawyer that’s gotten comfortable. Lazy.

Anyway.

The Sisterhood.

I’m so in love with the sisterhood in this movie. That damn sorority would help you hide a body with no weak links waking up in cold sweats. Rumor Willis’s Ellie, clock out.

I see these sorority girls as iron-tight friends that would never break the bonds of sisterhood. They help each other, support each other, and don’t discriminate. But sororities aren’t  generally known for this, especially ones predominantly white and blond as Delta Nu (which is weird if you think about it). So when Elle leaves the bubble of sorority row into the more dull, less fashionable world of Harvard Law where plaid sweaters and grey pantsuit are more a la mode, she struggles to find that sisterhood. The girls are less loyal, less warm...less, well, Elle.

The girls lie to you and have you show up to a party as a bunny, don’t invite you to study groups, and are rude to you based off of the fact that you’re blond and wear pink. While her sorority girls would help her study in between breaks of their pilates class, grade her LSAT practice tests, and stay up in the library with you instead of going to a frat party, these Law girls are more exclusive...even if you brought muffins. They treat Elle the way they assume she would them. Despite it, she keeps her head up, never assumes the worst, and takes it all with a grain of salt. People pick at her like easy prey, saying whatever they want to, to her, etc. It never fazes her. It doesn’t waver her confidence nor her kindness.

That’s the thing about Elle. She isn’t nice. She’s kind.

What I loved was how she never told Brook Taylor’s alibi, even if it meant Brook getting off of the murder of her husband. Brook swore her to secrecy, so Elle is a closed book. Period. Figure out another way.

She empowers a once meek, soft-spoken Paulette to get her dog back from her cheating ex-boyfriend and to embrace her sexuality when it came to UPS Guy. She doesn’t hold grudges against Vivian and even create a friendship with her. She connects with the women in the beauty salon. She’s just so damn great.

Consistent Themes

The one thing I hate about movies now is that there are always parts of them that’s not fleshed out enough and sort of just get abandoned. I never leave full with these movies. They make a simple story shitty because it’s a cash grab. Movies like Mean Girls, Legally Blond, and Jennifer’s Body you can tell were thought intensively for more than a minute instead of just going out both ends all watery.

The theme of the movie is judging a book by its cover. Throughout the movie, Elle is judged for being blond. She’s stereotyped as stupid, unserious, and shallow. She’s from a sorority, so people assumed she’s an exlcusive mean girl and treat her as such, especially Vivian. Considering Elle is the ex, Warner probably telling Vivian exaggerated, untrue things about Elle during prep school, and Elle showing up to Professor Stromwell’s class not aware of the summer reads, Elle doesn’t have much going for her in Vivian’s eyes. In a world where what’s in your brain matters more than all else, Elle is an anomaly; proof that there is the option of prioritizing both and either one not meaning the lack of the other. (It reminds me of Booksmart where Annabelle surprises Molly that they’re going to the same school next year. Molly assumed that only prioritizing school instead of a social life was the only option and is shocked that people she thought she were above weren’t peaked). Elle’s humility hides the blood, sweat, and tears she puts into her studies, so Vivian thinks this is a reverse Sharpay Evans/Gabriella Montez thing. It’s not. 

However, while Elle is judged for being who she is, she also judges those who are brunette. Aside from her friend Serena, everyone around her is blond, even Warner. So when she meets dark-haired Vivian and new love interest Emmett, it’s a all-around switch-up. Dorky David Kidney even being rejected by those girls is another layer. Warner only proposed to Vivian because of her family, even recycling the same nickname he used for Elle. Everyone is judging someone and treating them according to labels predetermined.

When Elle tells Emmet to have faith in people after he questions the reasoning for Brook not giving an alibi, he follows this new-found ideology through when Elle makes an observation of Enrique being gay. Enrique’s on the stand claiming  a three-month affair with Brook, which would convince the jury of Brook having reason to kill her husband. Elle mentions this after he calls her Prada Damen pumps last season, an observation not many straight men would commonly know, but Callahan dismisses it. Emmett asks Elle if she’s sure and trusts her judgement, jumping into the cross examination. Enrique slips up and admits to having a boyfriend and the court is shocked. A new perspective is brought forth. Aristotle was wrong. Passion is necessary in law.

This theme of faith is continued when Brook trusts Elle enough to represent her as a first year law student. Emmett agreeing to supervise her and pushing through the first few minutes of Elle’s awkward cross-examination was beautiful.

While Warner and Callahan try to influence her choices, Emmett allows them to flow. He gives her range to think things through no matter how they come across. He doesn’t question her, nor does he doubt her. She is his equal and he learns from her as much as she learns from him.

Another theme that carries throughout is Vivan’s internalized misogyny. While Elle’s loyalty to women around her is strong, Vivan’s quick-to-judge attitude rivals it. It’s unrealistic to think internalized misogyny would disappear overnight.

Trigger Warning: I will be defending Vivian Kensington. You’ve been warned.

Look at it from Vi’s perspective. She probably comes from a high strung family who prides themselves in competitive environments. It’s the classic Blair vs Serena bit. It’s not hard to see how easy she falls victim to seeing Elle the way she does. Take Elle being Warner’s ex and the first week of school out of the equation. She’s in an environment where people expect the worst in others. Elle had to even convince Emmett, who lived in that environment longer, to have faith, so Vivian assuming that Elle was accepting Callahan’s advances makes sense. 

Now put the ex bit and the first week back into the equation. Vivian states that Warner told their prep group a lot about Elle. We already know how he sees her so it’s pretty clear how he portrayed her. But for Vivian to witness Elle be called out by Professor Stromwell for not reading the summer read, you can only assume all the gossip of Elle during that summer was confirmed in Vivian’s mind. Elle is a privileged, pretty girl.

She repaired her relationship with Elle, but she still has that mindset buried somewhere. It came out in the worst situation, but it’s very believable.

Lastly, Elle is very humble. After spending an entire summer studying her ass off, she casually acts as if joining Harvard was something simple and not beating the 5% rate of acceptance. When she wins the case for Brook, she downplays her catching a flaw in Brook’s stepdaughter’s story as something any girl would notice. She can be too humble to where she believes her accomplishments aren’t as impressive as they are, though.

Ahead of Its Time

Sisterhood, denouncing slurs against sexual orientation, putting yourself before men’s perspective...I’m not saying the early 2000′s were void of these themes, but in a general sense, they weren’t as popular. Legally Blond was so ahead of its time and does what shows and movies today handle harshly.

Watching She-Hulk, I realized this more than ever. Aside from the show seeming to not have a specific timeline in the MCU and the episodes not having much content, they don’t call out misogyny in the practice of law the way Legally Blond did (I didn’t even realize the law-relation between the two until I wrote the last sentence). It was cheaply done, vulgar, and inorganic. The men were cartoonishly horrible, conveniently terrible, and it almost came off bully-ish. This is crazy coming from me because I love a good man-hating content but She-Hulk did it in a way that was more whiney than point-driven. They even trivialized Hulk’s entire journey of Bruce’s mental struggles. You can’t tell men to go to therapy and them shame them at the rate they get through it. While I liked the implications of women’s life-time experience in composure being the reason why Jennifer Walters was successful in immersing herself with her hulk, her accomplishing other milestones so easily and fast that took Bruce years to master was just too much. If Thor: Ragnorok didn’t already bury Hulk’s entire characteristic, She-Hulk hit the final nail in the coffin.

MCU having a male-dominant fanbase also doesn’t help. They’ll quickly click off of it. I believe men can still watch movies like Legally Blond, Jennifer’s Body, Gothika, Sucker Punch, Practical Magic, etc. They can learn the lessons that the men in those movies fell short at and broaden their understanding of the society they live in. In She-Hulk, there is no message. There is no reflection. It’s only filled with dogwhistle-like phrases copied from Twitter and pasted into the screenplay to fit the woke trend bulldozing through Hollywood screenwriting rooms.

I mean...a man being brutally murdered by a succubus is more easy to watch than whatever She-Hulk uploads. It sucks.

Legally Blond only seems more perfect when you really think about it. Content today only wish they could handle sensitive topics like this without coming off tacky.

In Conclusion:

All in all, this movie is so delightful. I pop it in every time I want a good back ground noise. There’s always something new to discover, always something to unpack, and it’s such a well-rounded film. Even the extras and minor roles can act their asses off. So beautifully done. I truly miss the 2000′s formatting of movies. I know there are plenty that suck, but more than today’s average that don’t.

If I missed anything, let me know.

BTW, Mattew Davis being exposed as a raging racist only makes you realize another aspect of this movie that just ages like fine wine.

[sinquisition]

15, 18, 22 and A for any and/or all of the ocs 👀 from the question meme

Rubs my little hands together. Here goes. For my own reference: 15- How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first? 18- What embarrasses them? 22- How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)? A- Why are you excited about this character?

Rodaine: 15- He's definitely one of those people who thinks deeply before he speaks. He's the kind of guy who can almost always give about 50 justifications for any given decision he makes. He probably sometimes comes off as a little pretentious, using fancy words, but he doesn't really do it because he wants to show off how smart he is, he's just trying to be as precise as he can be when describing his feelings on a matter. In terms of how his voice sounds, I think it's pretty mid-range (not super low, not super high,) and he speaks very clearly, rarely mumbling or stumbling over words. He's generally a quiet person so when he does actually speak, you know he's thought it through. 18- He's super weird about romance-y stuff bc of that sweet, sweet circle mage repression, so you can absolutely get him to blush by bringing up things like his teenage crush on King Maric, that time that Leliana assumed he was into her and yelled at him about it, and, conditionally, the fact that he was a virgin when he left the Circle (this is conditional because he was fine telling Alistair this information since he suspected that Alistair was in the same boat, so it was easier to be honest about it) 22- I would definitely lean towards aloofness for him, maybe even leaning towards outright sulking. He will deny that he's sulking but he absolutely is. He doesn't have that many friends so if his few friends are paying a lot of attention to someone or something else and kinda ignoring him, he'll definitely be hurt about it, but he's not gonna be forthright about that, especially if he knows it's irrational for him to be jealous about it. A- I just really like the way he ended up evolving the more I played and the more I thought about who he was as a character and how the events and his own choices in the game affected him. He's a lot more serious as a character than I usually like to make (even if i still love to make fun of him, lol) so it was fun to explore that as well. aaaand that was super long so I'm not going to do all my characters but I Will do Tierce because he's on my mind.

Tierce: 15- He's definitely a lot more impulsive than Rodaine, but that doesn't mean he's worse at articulating himself. He keeps his speech simple and direct. He maybe doesn't think super deeply about what he's saying and how he's wording it, but it's rarely confusing or incomprehensible. He's very much Not Quiet, he's loud and boisterous and what comes out of his mouth is what he fuckin' said, you heard him. He's a bit more prone to grumbling under his breath or grunting responses so voice-wise he's less clear than Rodaine, and I imagine his voice is also kinda mid-range but a little bit deeper than Rodaine's? 18- He's generally pretty shameless, but he does hate secondhand embarrassment stuff. That banter in Mark of the Assassin where Carver tells Merrill she could "Tame a wyvern's wild heart" (clearly talking about himself and his obvious crush on her) he wanted to freeze Carver's mouth shut because Maker, Carver, that was physically painful to hear with my own two human fucking ears. Most of the time, though, he skips the shame and just gets kinda pissed if someone makes a jab at something he's insecure about. 22- He is closer to the possessive end of the possessive/aloof scale, lol. He definitely is likely to lash out a bit at the person he is hoping for attention from, because, hey, negative attention is better than nothing! And he'd be likely to threaten someone who was taking up more of his friends'/partners' time than he likes. He doesn't mean to be toxic but also let's just say he is generally a big fan of the fact that everyone in Kirkwall seems to suffer from Hawke derangement because he is very rarely ignored in favor of more interesting people. He's basically the most interesting man in Kirkwall and he loves that for himself asdfasdjkf A- I was really hyped to try a red Hawke because I was too afraid in the past to try it, lmao but it has been so much fun, I love this ornery bastard <3

[jacewrites]

I wanted to start this playlist of my life with the hardest song to write about, hoping that all others would fall into place. I'm not sure how many posts this series will have since I'm still creating this wonderful life and there are surely going to be many more songs to add to this playlist. Or at least I hope there are. I've always hated the story trope where; exactly when the main character is starting to get his life together; they die. Even though death is in fact sudden and we don't always get what we want from life before it's long lost lover takes us... I've always thought it's cheap writing to have that story end there.

Anyhow...

Here's "Liability" by Lorde

We start with a slow piano, we hear of how Lorde is crying in a taxi after she's been hurt by someone who referred to her as being similar to a storm. Lorde was called poisonous. There was a point in my life when I was referred to as "toxic"; as a person with so much baggage; that I was not worthy of my love's love.

We see a person's identity splinter. She runs into the arms of the girl that she loves... Herself. And describes it as the only love that she has not "screwed up" refers to herself as a person who is difficult to please and even compares herself to a Forrest fire. I too have taken this approach; to see myself as someone else sees me. Seeing only the despicable person she said I was... Despising the man in the mirror.

She demands to be loved, if only by herself. Because everyone else believes her to be too intense, as a responsability that nobody wants to take ownership of; a burden. But not at first, oh no, she brings you in, makes you love her, need her and then when you see her... You pull back. It's so difficult to love yourself when someone is actively telling you that you're more trouble than you're worth. That you somehow tricked them into seeing a masked version of yourself.

She believes that she is too much of a burden for any one person to handle and her voice breaks at the realization. She is "a toy, that people enjoy, untill all of the tricks don't work anymore" an object that you love to play with so much that you break it and then discard it. It's not shiny and new anymore. Why should you care? And us, the toys, we remember how perfect every summer day was; and it eats us up inside that it's winter, it's dark and we're alone.

It angers her; to realize how those people that she thought loved her, don't want to deal with her darkness as much as her light. If I am "too much to handle"; she decides: then I won't have anyone carry with this burden. "You're all going to watch me disappear into the sun" she emphasizes as she plans to take her life out of spite, spite to those who've wronged her. A final act of defiance, the only one she feels that she has left. Making them finally hear her as she says to them: "This is your fault". It's incredible how much your vision can be impaired in those situations. You don't want to be a burden to anybody, and the savior complex kicks in... "I need to save you from the burden of me" But it's also mixed with anger. How dare you stop caring about me once I'm not a shiny toy anymore? How dare you complain about my broken heart, when it was you who broke it? And the solution comes to mind... As poisonous as an apple in a fairy tale. I'm gonna make a very final decision... And make you carry it for the rest of your life, because it was you who irreparably broke me.

How do you even crawl out of that hole? I'm not really sure how I did it. But I know they were small steps ranging from something as simple as: "Gifting yourself one more day" to something as complex as learning to love yourself.

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Alpha Louis

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Checking Them Out?: How To Use Your Library Science Degree To Get an Alpha by InsightfulInsomniac (E) word count: 19,965 When a flirty, attractive alpha patron checks out an entire shelf of literature on omega behavior and omega rights, Harry can’t help but wonder why the man is so interested — is he a really attentive partner, or is he just a creep? It doesn’t help that this alpha visits weekly to exchange his books… and that he smells absolutely divine. Whether he likes it or not, Harry has a crush.

When You Know, You Know by mission2feelike (M) word count: 27,687 Louis and Harry have been friends for years, their friendship maturing easily from pups to teenagers to adults. By now, Louis is used to what he feels around Harry, the way warmth always spreads through his tummy when his best friend is near, the need to protect him, and the way he's more attuned to Harry than anyone else. He's also used to pushing his inner alpha down and denying the feelings he has for Harry because they don't make sense. But what if acting on instinct and finally listening to his inner alpha is the key that opens the door to the happiness that he never thought was possible?

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