#where’s Brenda tho

[ghostradiodylan]

I just want them to release all the mocap footage! I could watch these guys play pretend all day. 😍 So cool to see the werewolf actor suited up too!

[nomaishuttle]

worst day ever

[pathsofoak]

I'm two chapters away from genuinely the most dark and torturous section of the entire fic, yet ALL I can think about is all of them waking up soft and safe at Justin's farm to head to the Safe Haven a few mornings later

[paranormalactivity5]

✮If you film me while I suck it you can be a superstar!✮

Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Famous!Fem!reader

*This takes place in 1990 simply because cameras were smaller*

A/N: ok second ficc!!! I kinda don't like this tho but it got me out of writers' block soooooo. Also, love the writers' block after one fic. I welcome feedback and constructive criticism!

WARNINGS: P in V, oral sex (f receiving), one thigh slap, chocking, lmk if anything else but I don't think so

word count: 1.2k

You were sitting there staring at yourself in the mirror occasionally taking a nervous peek at the not yet recording camera set on the table next to you, waiting for Eddie to get home. It was Valentine's Day and you finally had the day off but just your luck, Eddie had press all day for Corroded Coffins' new album, you really couldn't be more proud of your boy but…really? Today? You had loved Valentine's Day even before getting into a relationship, just seeing people be happy and in love was nice, and now you were one of them but of course, Eddie's manager Brenda had to take that away, however, you still had some tricks up your sleeve.

Eddie had bought up the idea of possibly recording yourselves having sex, which you were apprehensive about considering your status but you were very intrigued by the idea…..you didn't tell him that though. You wanted to wait for the right moment to bring it back up and this was it. You were dressed up in a light tan sheer little two piece that was littered with little red hearts, it fit you fucking perfectly. He was going to lose his mind.

The second you heard his car pull up in the driveway you threw on your regular fluffy black robe with little comic skulls on it and put the chicken pot pie you had prepared earlier in the oven, you only put it in now because you knew you would be occupied for awhile. You greeted him at the door saying your hellos, and a quick peck on the lips “mmmhp is that chicken pot pie?” he asked smiling “yup, just put it in the oven”. He tells you about his day and all the interviews he did but all you can think about is how hot he looks in those black jeans, that black tee shirt, and leather jacket. He turns around to hang his jacket up and you quickly drop your robe, exposing yourself. He turns back to face you and you swear you can see his Brian short circuit, he does that every time he sees you like this but just as he also does every time he rapidly gatherers himself and a smirk appears on his face. “Well damn baby…” he always speaks so smoothly “I mean I knew you would probably do something but shit, I wasn't expecting this” You can already see him beginning to harden in his jeans which in turn makes heat pool in your stomach.

He walks over and pulls you into him, kissing passionately, only ever pulling apart for air. “Jump” the command from him is so simple but it makes you oh so excited. You do as he says wrapping your legs around his waist and his hands grip your ass, he always holds you so effortlessly, he really is one of those guys that is so much stronger than they look. He begins to walk into your bedroom, never breaking the kiss. Once he gently sets you down on the bed he pulls up to remove his shirt he leans down again but you put your hand on his chest to stop him. He looks confused when you walk over to the dresser, until you hand him the camera.

He looks like he could blow his load right then and there. “...Are you sure?” he asks “Yes.” you say breathless and quickly reattach your mouth to his. He lays you down and turns the camera on but confuses you when he hands you the camera. He lowers himself and starts laying kisses down your stomach and on your hip bones, your breath starts to quicken and you can feel your clit throbbing with need. He continues down, now sucking hickeys into your inner thighs. After what feels like forever he ghosts’ his lips over right where you need him, you can feel his long hair tickling your thighs. He looks au at you with nothing but want in his eyes “Record this baby. Record me making you cum on my tongue”.

He peels your sheer panties off you, the string of your wetness to your underwear could be considered pornographic. The feeling of the cold room was quickly replaced by his warm mouth. You let out a loud moan. the second his mouth is on you he goes to work. Licking around and sucking your on your clit. You use your hand to rub your tit through your bra but he quickly stops his 

actions and slaps you on your thigh causing you to let out a whine. “Keep the camera on me. Or I stop.” he says sternly but you know its killing him not to have his mouth on you right now. You place the camera back on him and he dives back in. You can feel the tension building in your abdomen. For the first time, you look down and you can see him grinding himself into the edge of the bed, and feel him groaning into you; the vibrations are what send you over the edge.

He continued his work on your pussy letting you ride out your orgasm. As soon as you come down from your high his mouth is on yours and he tugs his pants off and puts the camera on the side table where it can get the perfect view. He looks at you for permission, you breathlessly reply “Yes” looking up at him with so much want you can barely see straight. He lines himself up with your entrance. As he pushes in you both let out moans of relief. He quickly begins to build up his pace, You're both moaning so loud  “fuck. Fuck yes. Take it” he groans. he’s pounding into you so good it’s mind numbing.

He pulls the cups of your bra down “Lemme see those perfect tits babe” and begins palming your breast and rolling your nipple between his fingers. “Oh my god Eddie” you moan out shakeily. He slides his hand up your body and around your throat just barely putting enough pressure on your pulse point to make your head spin. For the second time tonight, you feel the pressure build and you can tell he’s feeling the same from the way his thrusts are becoming more sloppy and his glorious abdominal muscles are tightening.

“Cum in me, please, Eddie cum in me” you beg him. He leans down to kiss you and his pelvis rubs against you triggering your orgasm, the feeling of you clenching around him triggers his own. You both ride out your highs moaning into each other's mouths. You now lay next to each other with him still inside you feeling the after shocks of your orgasms. “Oh my god….when was the last time I told you how much I love you?” he asks while chuckling sarcastically and you lightly slap him on the chest. Just in time for a nice dinner, after which you will probably show him some gratitude on your knees. 

[platypus-quacks-too]

A not complete, neither lucid post-mortem (ha!) list of thoughts after the series finale:

I enjoyed it overall. It was good. It ended probably the only way it couldn't end. Still, I was hoping for a more hopeful note. There was, but it also felt very much bittersweet. I mean, I knew I would have cried. I've always known that. But boy, did I cry.

This said, the first episode was some of the toughest 20 minutes of television I watched in my recent years. Of course you say, there are dramatic things out there but also consider this is a comedy, and we were with the coopers for the last 7 years.

What was more heartbreaking: Missy's anger, Mary's regret, Georgie sudden weight of responsability? Yes. And then there was Sheldon's endless loop of regret, replaying in his mind over and over his last moment with George. And it was Spock's latest words, and it was simply saying bye, and it was telling him out loud he loved him. The way he never managed to do in life (oh, I did not forget the first time George's death was acknowledged in show was Sheldon remembering he never got to thank George for what he had done for him…)

Their last goodbye at the funeral was- lord, where do I ever begin. I'm glad Missy managed to say goodbye, and Mary, and Georgie. I'm so sorry for Sheldon. Again regret, when he didn't make to do the eulogy.

And Mary was right. It's so cruel George died just when they were at their happiest. I see why she was so angry when we first met her.

It was nice to see again most of the people that had a role in the story. Brenda, Billy, June, even a mention to Veronica later on. They missed only Paige, which I am disappointed because I am sad the last we saw of her was in a bad place.

Second part was series finale 101. The (lovely!) recap of the Cooper story so far, all the recalls back to the pilot, the ending scene closing the circle. And of course, the reveal of how the storytelling is actually happening.

And of course, Sheldon Cooper in all his glory. Amy freakkin' Farrah Fowler in all her glory. I really needed to pinch myself twice that I was looking at new scenes of the two of them 5 years later.

Their house! All the memorabilia! (Gollum, the Nobel pic, the medal, the DNA, the Rubrik cube, the couch from 4A!!!). We knew more about Leonard. We kinda get confirmed they have two kids in total? And Leonard has a younger sister who wants to take acting classes and spent time with Penny. Excuse me I need a moment.

It was pretty much weird to see shamy in single camera tho? Like watching a fanfiction being played. No audience laughs. Multiple povs. A closer look to them. I was good. It was weird.

I admit, maybe it was this, but especially their first scenes felt a little off? Especially Mayim as Amy. Like she was having difficulties to come back in Amy's clothes. And because she was arguing with Sheldon, without the comedy timing given by multicams, it felt… harsher than usual?

(Again with the once at year birthday thing I swear I am giving up)

Their final scene instead was perfect. There! There I saw my sweet shamy again. Amy's tone was softer. She made Sheldon do the right thing with love the way she always managed to. (SNIFF)

Unpopular opinion maybe: I kinda wish their only scene in flesh was the final one. The previous ones were nice but could have been easily a voiceover as usual. I wanted more time with the 1994 Coopers.

Back at the beginning of this list: it was indeed a bittersweet end. Sweet: Sheldon's final moments at Caltech, that music playing, old pal Dave Saltzberg cameo!

Sheldon accepting to get baptized just to make Mary happy, because "he believes in her" (SNIFF). The final moment of him and Missy was with a smile. Their exchange in the bedroom. Mandy trying to cheer Missy up. Georgie keeping the family together. Connie recognizing she found peace finally with Dale.

And yet. Missy is angry, so angry and she's left with Mary in a house what was full and now it's just the two of them, and they are barely talking. Their last scene was a fight. Mary got sucked in the faith again, and this time we know it's the definitive, worse one, and Connie or anyone couldn't do anything for her. It ended like it needed to, but I wanted more reassurances that also Missy, Georgie, Mary and everyone else had their peace eventually.

It was heartbreaking and lovely see adult Sheldon saying goodbye to that house. He kinda did on our behalf as well.

I am gonna miss the Coopers so much. I am really do.

[teruel-a-witch]

the show never gave us a high school reunion episode which is a staple of procedurals/crime dramas so I came up with one, that's why the dialogue is in script format(ish)

the body of danny's high school guidance councillor is discovered on the school grounds, all ties lead to a huge pool of potential suspects including former students and teachers and maybe even a janitor with mob ties. too many suspects with skeletons in their closets are likely to lie to the police and the case could easily go unsolved.

luckily, danny's 20 year reunion is coming up, so he is asked by the local pd to go undercover and secretly question his classmates because they are more likely to spill the secrets if they don't know they are being investigated, as people love to gossip at this kind of events.

danny initially didn't want to go to the reunion which bummed steve out because he was hoping to tag along and get some of the high school experience he had missed out on, and maybe find out some more about danny's life before they met.

steve: i don't get why you hate the idea so much.

danny: i know my wicked good looks and charming personality may lead you to believe i was popular in high school, but that was not the case. of course, you wouldn't get it, i bet you had girls fighting to the death for the pleasure of going to prom with you.

steve: *looks down* we didn't have one at the academy.

danny: right, sorry, forgot you came off the conveyor belt at the factory fully formed. most of us regular flesh and blood humans don't wish to revisit the awkward teenage years. but that's a moot point right now, i gotta help my buddie at the newark pd.

and so steve ends up tagging along. for back-up, of course.

(picture steve and danny standing in the ballroom at the reunion as danny explains to him the veritable who and who of his former classmates/suspects)

former prom queen: so where is the lovely mrs. williams?

danny: *looks at steve across the room talking to some people* he's over there. i let him keep his own name, because i'm nice like that. babe?? come over here, don't make me look like a loser who came to his high school reunion by himself.

of course, steve plays along, even tho initially danny rejected the idea of posing as a couple but he understands that being divorced already makes danny feel like a failure on his own, he doesn't want to give the former mean girls material to make fun of him some more. especially because danny has told him he had asked one of them to prom and not only did she laugh she told all of her friends and they all agreed he was punching above his weight.

truth be told steve is all too happy to escape the unwanted attention of soccer mums and some of their bi-curious husbands that were circling him like a bunch of hungry vultures. he would much rather be danny's pretend husband (if it's as close as he gets to the real thing)

everyone cooes over steve and danny, even tho danny knows most of them would not have been this progressive in the 90s, so he privately sneers at what a bunch of hypocrites they are. a part of him, however, enjoys the clear jealous looks of former beauty queens turned soccer mums and bitter divorcées, because yes, he, danny williams, can pull a gorgeous navy seal, whom all of them tried to hit on when they first came on scene, so who's punching about his weight now, brenda?

eventually, they find the information they need, as well as reveal a bunch of other unrelated secrets, and there's even an impressive suspect take-down. danny is grateful that steve helped him get through this unpleasant reunion and vows to somehow make up for one milestone steve had missed out on.

steve: ready to go home?

danny: not quite yet. the principal scheduled a do-over dance after that whole fiasco, and i wondered maybe you would like to go with me? it's not exactly prom but ...

steve: *is touched* i would be lucky to go with you.

danny: who says you are getting lucky after?

steve: *blushes* i didn't mean ...

danny: relax, who knows where the night takes us, i always wanted to make out with the quarterback under the bleachers *he winks*

steve assumed danny was joking (he wasn't) but they still spent a nice evening. they didn't have to maintain the cover anymore but neither felt like ruining the fantasy so they even slow danced to 'i'll stand by you' by the pretenders. if only had steve requested another '95 hit - bon jovi's 'always' danny would have proposed on the spot, but alas, they were still bound by restrictive tv gods.

[bingoboingobongo]

task force 141 + favorite christmas movies

Characters: Simon “Ghost” Riley, John “Soap” MacTavish, Kyle “Gaz” Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

Warnings: none

A/N: sorta did this already with ghost but now it’s time for the entire team

john "soap" mactavish:

what can i say soap is a home alone kinda guy

he fell in love with them as a kid and he just never fell out of love

it's that sorta violent but still comedic and overly dramatized kind of humor that soap likes

plus he's a sucker for montages and you know home alone has a bunch of them

he's a fan of the whole series too

but the first one is definitely his favorite, just because it's classic

definitely gets freaked out by the bird lady in the second one (i think it's the second one)

and yes he's always wanted a home alone situation whenever he was a kid

he would literally pray for a duo of goofy robbers to try and break in whenever his parents weren't home

of course it never worked

but you know

a man can dream

he also knows all the home alone lore

and he freaked out when he found out macaulay culkin was married to brenda song

kyle "gaz" garrick:

so this goes hand in hand with my christmas songs headcanon

but gaz's favorite christmas movie is the grinch (2018)

bc 1. it has a fire soundtrack

2. it's got great animation

and 3. beneficiary cumberbun as the grinch was unprecedentedly good

he also doesn't like the live action grinch

he watched it when he was younger and it really scared him

like im talking it really scared him

he saw it in a hotel while his family was visiting new york for christmas

and then he refused to sleep on the wall side of the bed because he was scared the grinch was gonna come from under the bed in that sorta shadowy area between the bed and the wall and steal him

and yes he still sleeps on the lamp side whenever he stays at hotels now

even though he's a grown man

so yeah the grinch (2018) was a very welcome change to that

i mean the animation is so bright and cheery

what's not to love

plus he really likes how fluffy the grinch looks

and yes he watched it in theatres with his family so there's a lot of good memories associated with that as well

simon "ghost" riley:

so kinda similar to gaz

but ghost's favorite christmas movie is actually how the grinch stole christmas (1966)

for those of y'all who aren't up to date on the grinch movie release timeline that's the cartoon one

gaz doesn't like that one because that smile the grinch does in the beginning (you know what i mean, it's the one where his cheeks literally like migrate to his ears) freaked him out

but ghost actually enjoys that scene

he says it scratches an itch

he also likes the 1966 grinch because it brings him back to simpler times

he first watched it in school right before winter break

and then he went home and made his mom watch it with him over and over and over again

and so now whenever he has the chance he'll watch during the holiday season

it does make him a little sad though

you know since his mom's dead

anyways

john price:

price's favorite movie is charlie brown's christmas

he's actually a pretty big fan of the peanuts

is that what they're called? idk

so it's only a no brainer that the charlie brown christmas special brings him a special kind of joy

before he used to watch it on cable on christmas day

and then he got apple tv+ so now he watches it to get in the mood

guys this isn't an ad for apple i swear

he likes to cozy up with a blanket, some nice socks (he's a sock guy what can i say), a cup of tea or hot cocoa, and some biscuits

sometimes he falls asleep before the end tho

but it's not like he's never seen it before so it's fine

yet despite his love for the peanuts he does not have a charlie brown christmas tree

no his tree is always freshly cut down and usually pretty hefty

rodolfo "rudy" parra:

alright so this one also goes with my christmas music headcanons

but rudy's favorite christmas movie is the frozen franchise

and yes it's a holiday movie

he will fight you on that

in his mind snow + fire soundtrack = christmas movie

so yes goncharov would technically be a christmas movie by rudy's criteria

and yes he will fight you if you bring that up

he also really hates claymation

like really really hates it

it's too uncanny valley for him

like for it to be enjoyable it better be super duper obvious that the characters are clay

but even then it still catches him off guard

he also really likes christmas specials for like a bunch of shows

so after he's done with his frozen marathon he'll turn on his favorite shows and just watch the christmas episodes

and yes he does that for every holiday that has specials

alejandro vargas:

okay so potentially controversial opinion

but alejandro really enjoys hallmark movies

like it doesn't matter which one it is as long as it's a christmas hallmark movie he's down to watch it

he doesn't even know why like he's aware of how cheesy they are

but they've really mastered that feel good formula

even if each movie is riddled with plot holes

but even then that's also part of the fun too

like he enjoys inviting rudy or even the others over so they can poke fun at all the logistical impossibilities of the movie

and really that's what he likes when he watches the movies

the good memories he makes

ig it's true guys

the real lesson was the friends we made on the way

or whatever the saying is idk

he also likes the cheesy romance of it all

and also he doesn't tell anyone that he secretly enjoys the hallmark movies

with everyone else he pretends that it sucks

but he eats it up every time

and yes he always checks to see if the kiss happens at the same time

and so far it has almost every single time

[heliads]

After Everything

Based on this request: "The reader is sick and Thomas stays with her and watches her and he also cures her. Like he did with Brenda where he gave her his blood. It takes place in the Safe Haven."

why do my thomas fics always end up angsty, riddle me this

masterlist

Thomas doesn’t know that he can take much more of this. Of hiding, running, losing. Of anything. Some part of him despises the fact that his only known memories involve complete and utter terror; other voices in his head whisper that he should hate himself instead, because he had the choice to get more of his history back and he decided against it.

Is it Thomas’ fault, then, that his world is composed solely of fear and anguish? Is it his fault that he grew up the second they took his memories away and he stopped thinking that ‘at any cost’ was a worthwhile justification for all the pain he has experienced and still will?

No, his head whispers back, no, it isn’t. Someday Thomas will learn to stop second guessing any thought of his, to go a day without wondering if his own internal monologue is truly his or just the work of some scientist up in a lab plotting out the inner wirings of Thomas’ brain like a circuit board. The Gladers might have removed the tracking chip in the back of their necks, giving WICKED that much less sway over what he can and cannot do, but that doesn’t mean Thomas will ever stop being quite so paranoid.

He supposes he’s been getting close to a point in which he can lay down his armor. They’re really in for it now, tearing through the streets of the Last City like there’s no tomorrow, because in all honesty, there might not. The Last City was the final stronghold against the Flare, and now it’s about to come crashing down. The fireworks have already started, the tide of danger lapping against the buildings. The inhabitants may not know it yet, but their lives have already ended.

Thomas can feel no sympathy for them. He tries, fleetingly knowing that they should, but the fact that these people got to be safe while Thomas and his friends suffered under WICKED’s thumb robs him of the last bit of his emotional connections. Surely they knew what was going on in those labs, and yet they never tried to stop it. Turning a blind eye did as much help as joining in on WICKED’s side, and so Thomas watches the entire city go up in flames without feeling a single thing.

He doesn’t feel anything for them, at least, those nameless masses. Thomas feels plenty for the people right here in front of him. He has lost Newt, he has lost Teresa, he has lost and lost and lost again. At some point, he would like to have something without having it taken from him. After all this, hasn’t he done enough to deserve it? A fate better than death, for once in his remembered life?

Thomas is on a Berg right now, flying away from it all. His arm is still stretched out in front of him from where he failed to catch Teresa. Thomas lies flat on his stomach, staring as the aircraft pulls away from the wreck of the city, wondering why he thought he would ever be able to take all of the anguish that has overcome him. 

At one point just a few months ago, Thomas was so desperate to escape the Glade that he almost didn’t know what to do with himself. Now, Thomas lies as still as death, wishing that he could be there still. Four walls keeping him contained, keeping him safe. Grass that was always green, never charred or burnt by the solar flares. Friends that were still alive, who could still smile at him without that thread of agony woven throughout everything.

Thomas lets his vision go hazy. He’s exhausted from their run through the city, but at least now he is out of it, alive if not well. The last thought he has before he closes his eyes is of that space within the Maze again, how it felt to come out of the stone corridors every evening after a successful run. He swears he can hear the cheerful voices of his friends calling out to him one last time, and then he hears nothing at all.

Thomas wakes up slowly, in a place he cannot recognize. There’s a faint sound playing at the edge of his consciousness, and it is this unfamiliar noise that wakes him at last. After a moment, Thomas realizes that it’s the crashing of waves against some distant beach. He doesn’t know that he’s ever heard it before, at least not since his memories were taken. Perhaps he had been there all the time when he was younger, back when he still took such things for granted as a blue sky and a family he knew.

Thomas starts to sit up, and he must make a fair amount of noise as he pulls the stifling blankets off of him, because Minho pokes his head inside a second later. Although the boy’s face is twisted with stress, he brightens somewhat upon seeing Thomas alert.

“Good of you to wake up at last,” Minho grins, “I thought you were going to sleep forever, you lazy shank.”

Thomas snorts. “Why would I possibly want to sleep when I could be around such friendly people?”

Minho chuckles. “I missed that attitude.”

Thomas frowns. “Why, how long was I out?”

“Just a couple months,” Minho says offhandedly, and bursts into snickers upon seeing Thomas’ face. “About a day, don’t lose your mind.”

Thomas drags a tired hand over his face. “I can feel every one of those hours, trust me. Was I one of the last to wake up?”

Minho’s face sombers, back to that stress that Thomas had seen earlier. “Actually, no. We thought everyone who was on the Berg was alright, but–”

Instantly, Thomas is on high alert. “But what? Who’s not okay?”

“Y/N,” Minho whispers, and just like that, Thomas is ruined.

He’s on his feet before he knows it, striding for the door. Minho catches him before he can get too far, and starts to guide him towards a makeshift hut on the horizon.

“There’s something you need to know,” the other boy says, “About Y/N, I mean. She wasn’t one of the Immunes.”

Thomas nods mechanically. “A lot of us weren’t.”

“Yeah,” Minho grimaces, “Problem is, when the city was going to hell a bunch of Cranks found their way into the place. Y/N was scratched by one of those crazies while she was racing for the Berg. We thought everything was fine, but she took a look at her arm this morning and, well, she’s not doing too hot anymore.”

Thomas’ footsteps stutter, and he almost trips before he manages to get himself under control again. “So she’s going to–”

He can’t finish the thought, can’t possibly bear to picture the fact that after everything, he’s going to lose someone else. Thomas can’t take another hit, and not her. Not Y/N, who’s been by his side through everything, who kept him sane when Newt wasn’t, who made him want to find a way out of the Maze in record time. Thomas has lost again and again, but he can’t survive her.

Minho sighs, the sound so grieved and weary that Thomas can’t believe it came from the same boy who was once so carefree and joking. “I know,” he says simply, “but there’s nothing we can do.”

“Actually,” Thomas says hesitantly, “there might be. Do we have any medical supplies?”

“Yeah, what some of the guys from the Right Arm managed to bring. Why?”

An idea is occurring to Thomas, and all he can do is hope that he won’t be wrong. “Brenda got the Flare a while back, and when she received my blood, she was alright. Brenda wasn’t Immune, just like Y/N. What if we do the same thing again?”

Minho grabs Thomas’ arm. “It just might work. Get your ass to the new Med-Jack hut as soon as you can. We’re taking your blood.”

Despite his rush, Thomas doesn’t go get his blood drawn immediately. Instead, he finds Y/N’s room in the makeshift hospital. It’s deathly still in the place. Y/N is sitting calmly at a chair in the corner, leaning against the back with her eyes closed.

She glances over when he knocks, and instantly she breaks into a grin. “Thomas, you’re awake! It’s so good to see you.”

Y/N starts to stand up, then glances at her arm and remembers herself, sitting back down again. Thomas looks at the wound too; there’s a small cut on her forearm, barely big enough to be bandaged, but it’s the same ghastly black that Newt’s veins had been when he was turning into a Crank.

She winces at the expression on his face. “I know,” she murmurs, “I can’t help being mad about it. I was so close to getting out, and after everything, I couldn’t quite manage it. If I had just been a little faster, maybe I would have been alright, but no.”

Thomas shakes his head mechanically. “This isn’t your fault.”

Of course it isn’t, but it’s not like saying it does anything. The only thing that will help is if Thomas gets his blood in her system now, but he couldn’t resist stopping by.

“We’ve got an idea of something that may be able to help,” Thomas says. Anything to lift her spirits.

The promise of help does the trick. Y/N smiles again, and this time Thomas almost believes it.

“You really think so?” She asks.

He smiles too. “I do.”

After that, all that remains is to find someone halfway decent with a needle and get his blood drawn. One of the Right Arm doctors has been posted a few doors down from Y/N’s room just in case, and they’re more than happy to take his blood and see what will happen.

A few minutes later, they’re transfusing Thomas’ blood into Y/N’s arm. Thomas hangs around in the room for a while after that, and although he knows the effects won’t be immediate, he can’t help the foolish hope that if he’s just there, he’ll be able to see some sign of it.

Besides, it gives him a chance to talk to Y/N, and Thomas has never been able to pass that up. They’re quiet at first, still stunned by everything they had to endure over the last few weeks, but after that, conversation loosens. By the end of it, they’re almost laughing again. Thomas can imagine that if enough time went by, they could be normal again, or as close to normal as they would ever get. He thinks he’d like to try his hand at normal at least once. It would be a wonderful goal to achieve.

Thomas bids Y/N a very reluctant goodbye once the Right Arm doctor all but kicks him out, citing the patient’s need to get some rest. That doesn’t stop Thomas from showing up the next morning, bright and early, although he waits outside the door for a while once he realizes that Y/N is still asleep. She looks so peaceful when she’s dreaming, and Thomas wonders if that’s how she must have looked before all of this, just a girl who had never had to watch her friends slowly lose themselves to a battle that never should have had to be theirs.

Thomas’ presence soon becomes a fixture at the makeshift hospital, and he’s pleased to see that Y/N’s condition progresses favorably. After the first day, she seems more alert, and the black spidering veins recede into almost nothing at all. Eventually, Y/N is cleared to leave the hospital, and Thomas couldn’t be happier than the first time he sees her out in the sun, happy to be talking to everyone.

Most of all him, as it turns out. Y/N finds him not long after she’s first allowed to leave the hospital.

“I need to thank you for the blood,” she says, “I hear it was all your idea, and it’s clearly why I’m still alive. I didn’t really want to turn into a Crank.”

“Well,” Thomas smiles, “I didn’t really want you to turn into a Crank either. It was a win-win for all of us.”

Y/N laughs quietly, turning her attention to the island surrounding them. Thomas thinks that they had superb luck in their choice of Safe Haven– not only is it safe from Cranks and WICKED alike, but it’s also quite picturesque. Not a terrible place to live out the rest of your days, indeed. Thomas has known far worse.

“It’s beautiful,” she whispers, “I’d always wondered about a place like this, back in the Glade. I never really knew if it would exist for real, and now it’s ours.”

“Ours?” Thomas asks, curious.

Y/N looks faintly self conscious. “I don’t want this quiet happy ending just for me, Thomas. You know, that was what I hated most about getting bitten. I had promised myself that I would tell you how I felt once we were all safe, and then I was going to die before I got the chance.”

Thomas’ heart freezes in his chest. “And how do you feel?” He asks, scarcely daring to wonder.

“I love you,” she says simply, “I love you, and even if you don’t feel the same way, I’m happy enough to be alive long enough to tell you.”

“Whoever said I didn’t love you back?” Thomas says, amused.

Y/N looks startled by this declaration, but she doesn’t have much time to be surprised before Thomas leans over and kisses her. The silence is sweet, and Thomas thinks that he has never been so happy in his entire remembered life. Perhaps even the time before it, too. At last, he feels enough to be sure of it.

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[theoblivon]

Hi, this is my first fanfic ever. Also English is not my native language so please ignore the mistakes.

I might turn this in to a series, telling how the reader and Matthew met etc.

Summary: You and Matthew had been friends for a time. Both of you loved each other but neither of you admitted till today…

TW: Fleabag season 2 spoilers, angst with a happy ending

Word Count: 2,325

Song: Emotions by Brenda Lee and So This Is Love by Ilene Woods

YOU ARE MY CURE

Emotions by Brenda Lee

I was halfway through season 2 episode 6 of Fleabag when he appeared at my door. Turns out this was one of those rare occasions where both of us had a free night.

— "Hi, hope I am not interrupting something."

He said with a smile on his face.

— " You know you're not. Are you hungry? I was just making pasta."

— " It smells delicious. You are a saint (Y/N)."

— " That's blasphemy, Matthew."

I joked. He let out one of those majestic laughs of his. I wasn't a believer nor was I raised as one. Tho it would be a huge mistake to say that I was raised at all. We were now in the kitchen. He sat down on the long counter that I was also using as a table.

— " What were you watching before I arrived?"

— " Do you remember the show that I made Franklin watch?"

— " The one that he talked to you about for days? How could I ever forget? It was called Fleabag right?"

— " Yep, that's the one."

— " You must really love this show."

— " Yes, I do. "

— " Well, let's watch it then."

I panicked because I knew I would cry if I continue. So I lied hoping it wouldn't be caught on his radar.

— " I only have 10 minutes left to finish the entire show. You would hear so many spoilers."

— "I don't mind."

He said with a smile that indicates that he knew I was lying. I had no choice now. I would never admit that I would cry if I continue. Emotions are not my thing. He learned that thus far. I was cold and an incredibly distant person. Tho I was different when there were only two of us. I never cry in front of people. But I did cry in front of him twice. But those times were different. Nevertheless, I was going to hold myself. I could do that. I've been in situations where I had to hold back not only tears but any emotions. But just not with a human hound dog around me who can easily smell my tears.

— " Suit yourself."

I said while handing him a bowl of pasta. I tried to calm my breath down. I was normally good at that but then again everything was different when it comes to him. Sat down next to him with a bowl of pasta myself. I gave him a summary before I hit the play button. We were now at the wedding scene where The Preist was talking about love. I was trying to make the lump in my throat go away by shoving pasta in my mouth but when we got to the part where Fleabag was confessing her love, I couldn’t eat even if I forced myself to. Now the show was over. I tried to stop my eyes from forming tears afraid that he would pick up on it. But I was too late.

—" You are about to cry, I can tell." 

He said with a sad smile.

— "Will you just fuck off and be like a normal blind person for a second." 

I tried the joke, my voice full of emotions other than happiness. Knowing he can understand it as well made me furious but also made me feel a similar feeling whenever I was alone with him: Wanting to let go. I wanted to open myself up to him. Even tho he got a glimpse of who I am -from the small windows he discovered in my walls that I built to hide my true self - I wanted to tell him everything. But I couldn't. I got up and tried to walk away from him and my feelings. But before I can even stand he pulled me back to the couch, much closer to him than before. Couldn't help but steal a glance at his lips but only for a second. Cause I was afraid if I stared a bit longer I might give in and let my lips show the words I can't speak...

— "Don't do that." He said. "Don't walk away from me. Ever."

— "I wasn't walking away from you. I was going to the bathroom-" 

He instantly cut me and said:

— " You know your heartbeat doesn't change very much when you lie like most people. But I don't need to hear your heartbeat to know that you are lying. Because I know you. Even tho you don't let me."

I wanted to tell him that I do want to let him know me. But I couldn't bring myself to speak. I couldn't dare to open my mouth cause I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to close it till there were no walls anymore.

— " Speak to me (Y/N)."

I looked up at him. His gaze focused somewhere on my face. Warmth was visible in his unseeing eyes. His hand still holding mine from when pulled me back to the couch. One of his legs is curled on the couch so that his body fully faces me. Head tilted aside and leans towards me. Ready to listen. He was too close. Not because of the physical proximity but also because he was dangerously close to my true self. Day by day, brick by brick, he destroyed my walls and some voice in my head whispered that this was the last of it. So I took a deep breath. And started to speak.

— " I love this show so much. And not because of its brilliant absurd-comedy writing of course it's an element but-" 

I paused, doubting if I should go on. We sat there in silence for a second. He realised my hesitation to speak.

—"Go on." 

He said with an assuring tone.

—" The reason why I watch Fleabag over and over again, especially season 2 is because of the love story between Fleabag and The Preist."

— " But you always say that you hate love stories."

— "Yes. Yes, I do but you see I hate love stories because I don't relate to most of them. But them, them I relate. Fleabag is much like me. She built these walls around her to survive. And she chooses sarcasm, humour and sex as her defence mechanism. She also does this thing where she looks at the camera from time to time in between the conversations by breaking the 4th wall. And when she does that she is herself. Her true self I mean. Beyond the walls and masks and defences. Likewise, The Priest has walls and masks. But unlike her, he chose his defence mechanism as religion. There is a scene where he says: " I can't have sex with you because I'll fall in love with you and if I fall in love with you then my life would be fucked." 

I paused. Not because I was lost for words. On the contrary, I knew precisely what I was going to say next. I just couldn't bring myself to say it. Cause if I do then there was no going back. I looked at him and I knew whether I say it or not there was no going back.

— "And... well... I relate to that wholeheartedly."

I watched his gaze change. I felt like if I would wait a bit longer then he would say something or worse do something. So I continued.

—"Now here is the part that gets me: The Priest can see when she speaks to the camera. So that means he can see her true self beyond her walls."

I took a deep breath, my voice threatening to break at any moment.

—"And that is... that is just... so fucking beautiful."

I took another breath in, tears threatening to fall from my eyes.

—" But even tho they understood and saw each other beyond all the deception in the end they ended up all alone. And what's worst is they now know what it feels like to be truly loved."

The fight that I had between me and my tears was lost. Now they were falling from my eyes. I could see on his face that he was fighting with himself not to wipe the tears off of my eyes and pull me closer to him. Looking at the ceiling, hoping it would stop my tears from falling I continued.

—" I relate and understand both of them completely. She let go and said "I love you" right out loud and he let his guard down and fell in love with her. But after sacrificing everything to survive he knew that love was a luxury he can not afford. You see I spend the majority of my life trying to survive. So just like them, I built walls. Just like them, I played a character to anyone and everyone I knew. The only difference is I chose my defence mechanism as sarcasm and being a heartless bitch."

I lowered my eyes from the ceiling to capture his eyes, knowing he could feel my gaze on him.

— "But you know what?"

— "What?" 

He said now his eyes are watering as well.

— "I am not heartless Matthew, I just had to learn how to use my heart less to survive."

Tears shamelessly rolled down my face. I tried to quiet my sob by taking a deep breath which I failed miserably. Hearing my sob made his tears fall. He grabbed my other hand as well to squeeze it. He knew I wasn't done speaking, so he didn't interfere. Now looking at our hands I continued.

— "So I have only three options: One, I would put myself out there like Fleabag but to the wrong person or at the wrong time and end up heartbroken. Or just like The Preist, I would be afraid to let go so I'll miss the opportunity of love by turning it down and end up heartbroken. Or I will continue as I am which means I'll die unloved and untouched"

That was the last drop for Matthew. Without wasting another moment he grabbed me by my cheeks and kissed me with a force that was enough to suffocate me yet there was a delicacy to his touch that said more than words ever could. His lips were soft yet his facial hair was rough on my skin. When I melted into his touch - which was extremely quick- I pulled him closer by his shirt and kissed him back. And at that moment there was no one else in the world other than us. No other thought was in my mind other than Matthew. He broke the kiss by tugging at my lower lip. I let out a moan. He rested his forehead on mine. Now the reality was crawling back to me. The harsh truth is that I couldn't afford love.

— "You don't have to die unloved and untouched (Y/N). We can make this work."

I turned my head to my side. Fighting to urge to cry.

— "Hey (Y/N). Listen to me."

He gently grabbed me by my jaw and made me face him.

— " Listen to me. We can make this work."

He paused, took a deep breath, and opened his lips to say something. I knew what was coming. I want to stop him from saying it but I was also yearning for him to say it as well.

— "I love you (Y/N)."

I gasped. Not hearing those words for so many years. Not from the people that mattered. And he mattered. More than anyone or anything.

— " Ohh, Matthew." I said with sorrow in my voice. Grabbed the side of his face then watch him lean into my touch.

— " I... can't. I can't do this to you. You see not one person in my entire family has a happy marriage or a happy life. Not one. Not on my mother's or my father's side. When I was growing up I thought we were poisoned. But then I realised that... that... that we are the poison. You deserve so much better than me." I said tears falling once again. A sharp pain in my chest.

— " (Y/N), there is no one for me other than you. There never will be. And it's you who deserves better than me."

—" That's not true, that's not true Matthew. You know that I had to shut down all my feelings to survive. That includes love as well. So now if I say those words back. If I open my feelings back up. That means unlocking Pandoro's box. A tsunami of emotions will come down on me. On us. And I can not do that. Not to you"

— " Then will fight it away. Just like we always do. We fight it together. Because I love you. And I swear to God I will never stop loving you. I don't care if your family was poisoned or not. Because you are my cure (Y/N). "

So This Is Love by Ilene Woods

Feeling that I started to relax in his touch with his words, he leaned in more and whispered on my lips with the tiniest smile.

— " And I love you (Y/N)"

— " I love you too Matthew."

—" This might be the death for both of us."

I said.

—" It might. But it's a risk worth taking. Wouldn't you agree?"

He said with a smile that made me smile as well. He didn't need to hear the answer to know that it indeed sounded like heaven. Our lips were connected once again. And I knew he was the home that I never had. He was my religion. And I was a true believer.

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PS: Well this was my little story. Again sorry for any mistakes. I am thinking that I will write multiple stories of Matt x Reader and then put them into chronological order and make them a series but will see. Let me know what you think about my idea and my story. I would love to hear your thoughts and reviews. I am also open to requests. I am a film and series junkie so you can request for me just about anything. I would write smut as well. Just so you know ;))

[breadnabreadd]

✦ Howdy!

✦ Hello, my name's Brenda but you can also call me Bread or Breadna. Whatever you prefer.

I'm a girl tho I dont really care much about pronouns. So, if you call me by any pronouns I will respond! :D

I'm a brazilian amateur artist who draw, write and create stuff for funsies. And have a terrible english grammar. And oh, I'm a big fan of mythology, high fantasy, fairytales, magic, sci-fi and high technology themes. So you'll see many things related to these topics on my blog.

Im quite new to tumblr, so i dont know how much things work in here yet. But i will figure out eventually.

✦ Anyway, have here a few tags related to the artist:

#breadnabreadd / #breadnabread = just silly stuff and silly thoughts

#breadna doing art = art tag

#ask bread = answering questions tag

✦ Now tags related to my work/stuff

#JTTW cyberpunk au = an JTTW au where it takes place on a Cyberpunk world, with high tech and sci-fi themes following the original novel's story and i beg you, please, do not tag it as LMK. :D

#LMK cyberattack au + #cyberattack au = Basically an LMK au with cyberpunk themes too. (Yes. I have hyperfixation.)

#Into The Borderland = My weird story of a young girl who gets "isekai'd" in the weird world of Wonderland and now have to fight monsters in order to save herself and Wonderland. It's clearly based off of the original book Alice in wonderland.

#oc  = technically anything related to my original characters :D

:3c

[toby-du-coeur]

pt 1 tdc liveblog: let's death this cure before it deaths us too

there's pathos in seeing dead phone lines. like these wires used to carry millions of people's voices & conversations and now they are Silent

both tst and tdc start with these rly wide shots, whereas tmr is the exact opposite, starting dark and cramped and personal. interesting 🤔

are those?? the ones newt was wearing??? brenda :( you've already stolen his bf not rly tho don't steal his glove as well

the loving gaze of impending father-daughter chaos

i can ALMOST forgive them for losing the pixie cut for the way her hair blows in the wind here 😘

so.. where's bertha in all of this? ig either she suffered a tragic demise, or they knew this was a truck-destroying kinda operation

spare tire

presumably they've come some distance then bc if a tire blew during the rescue operation i don't think a spare would do them much good 😂

ahahahahhhah foreshadowing amiright

see the spare tire isn't much help here

did they name that one teresa aha

im sorry im sorry

oh nvm these are different fingerless gloves not newtie's. istg idk who has the coolest hand protection gear in the series i want all of these ✨

'don't die' she IS stealing minho's line tho TOO SOON BRENDA

so if they'd had time,,,, they could've looked,, through the windows n seen minmin

then again we did need to rescue aris and sonya ig that's all i think about when i see this scene, otherwise it makes me too sad

he liTERALLY COVERS HIS ASS IM -

no! >:( that is the maze runners' line only :(

brenpan MOMENT of all time

they collaborated in the last city too :') ig they realised they make a good team

[when-life-gives-you-lemons-if]

So, I finally got around to playing the update. Here my thoughts

But before that quick fun facts, this update was great for me since I 💯 percent forgot my og mc so I got to play around with the one I headcanon about. Her name is Megara Theban, she has a daughter named Deianira Calydon Theban. (If you ever watch Disney's Hercules or a Greek nerd. you know, you know bonus if you know what Deianira name translates to but for me definition I took nice version than what really means)

One: I really like how it goes so far, and I'm just very excited to see the birthday party (totally not because I like to see the world burn and invite all my Ros. Which is totally not awkward since Meg decided to have one night stand with best boi)

Two: the Hookups are very interesting I'm more intrigued on how Harlem will play out and this isn't me just saying it because we happen to share username (pss: I do love them tho lol only what few interactions and I'm yes your my new fav haha)

Three: Brenda... Yeah I both hate and like here. On one hand I understand why she would ship /projecting since she knows and in certain cases seem them dating and they were really good together, the other she recently divorce and seeing mc have more options while not really looking for them could make anyone jealous. HOWEVER if you're playing a route and don't want ex to be ro (in other words you are going for a different route but have ex as an ex) she can be quite annoying especially when she playing matchmaker when unwanted. (Ex my meg is going for slowburn with ex so in beginning she more cold to him. But also cold to Brenda since one she involved herself in something that has nothing to due with her and two feels little bit push into unwanted relationship since she keeps bring it up and hope for them together.) Tldr: I can see if she has some haters but I see the nuance

Four: I'm very interested on how far the neighbor war will go especially now it's involves mc's work (aka the Barlow project) and what happened if find one of the homeless people did it (meaning what they arrest someone who involved aka pay to do it but they don't find the mastermind)

Lol that was long.... 😅 but very deep and insightful. It's like you really went in there and analyzed every little detail and I'm loving it. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.

Totally agree about the hookups VS ROs because I'm starting to feel like some of them are very interesting.. for example Officer Costa in one of the dialogue, MC can find out that they are a Widower/Widow. Imagine the love story I could write with that prompt alone. The whole way of meeting MC during a call for vandalism, then hooking up with MC and thinking well maybe it was just that... just a one night stand and Costa finding themselves falling in love with MC like... still my poor heart.💕💕💕💕

I like the Brenda take because I feel like it makes Brenda more of a 3 dimensional character. Often we have friends like that who would ship us with someone regardless of how we feel about said love interest and having MC being able to feel some type of frustration with Brenda will be a good thing.

The most feedback I get about Brenda is that... why is she always telling Barlow everything about my MC like... Girl!!! Stop telling Barlow my business!!! 🤣

But yeah... the story is getting at the point where ROs and hookups will start to be aware of each other... because Lemon is a small town!!!! and, also the plot with the neighbor will thicken... so excited to write the next few chapters. 💕

[thestobingirlie]

One thing I have noticed about Nancy and how fandom perceives her, is the way some people act like she has no friends that are girls (or no real friends her age at all?), and that's why she has to become really close friends (or more, which I dislike the idea of) with Robin. There are some that seem to believe that she is truly alone and has no friends at all or anyone to talk to or spend her time with.

Yes, we don't see her friends, but we are given names in season 2 of two friends that her mom is happy enough for her to be spending multiple nights with. She tells her mom that she was going to be spending the night at Stacey's, and Karen instantly agrees that it sounded fun (this is the night her and Jonathan stay at the motel). And the next night, she's supposedly staying at Ally's (who we do see briefly in Season 1, when Nancy asks her if she'd seen Barb.) when her and Jonathan have actually been at Murray's, and when Nancy call's her parents, Karen just says "say hi to Ally for me." and asks if she'll be home for dinner.

There are a few explanations. The first one could be there's only one friend and the Duffers mixed up the name they used (this isn't 100%, but wouldn't be the only time it happens. They seem to do this with Steve's date in season 4, at the start of the episode he's talking about his upcoming date with Heidi, and later his date is called Brenda). But I think they'd be different, so that it could deter her parents from following up with her friends parents.

They could have fallen out in the way teenagers do

She could have lost the friendships because she pulled away because they don't know about the upside down and she wants to be around people that do.

She could have pushed them away in favor of spending all her time with her partners (Both Jonathan and Steve, but I think more Jonathan, because as above she is implied to have friends she hangs out with in s2, but after she starts dating Jonathan her other friends are never mentioned again, other than Fred but I think he annoys her more than him being her friend.) This feels most likely to me from how she is shown to behave in a relationship.

Another explanation is they could have pulled away due to her being nasty to them, which wouldn't be too out there, because she is shown to not be the kindest to others.

Or the Duffers forgot their existence and they weren't mentioned because they weren't relevant to the story.

But she does have other friends, and I want people to stop trying to push friendships that don't really work (or acting like they would be way closer than they actually are). Especially where they shove Nancy and Robin together as really close friends, and pulling Robin away from being best friends with Steve in favor of her being friends with Nancy.

honestly, i forgot about nancy’s friends lmao.

people just like to isolate most of the cast, so they have no friends outside of each other. probably because it’s kinda boring to have to make up what are essentially oc’s.

but yeah, i think a lot of people associate some of nancy’s… poorer behaviour with the fact that she ‘doesn’t have friends’ but she does! maybe they’re just school friends, but she clearly isn’t totally isolated.

i could buy that nancy drifted from them after she began dating jonathan tho, he’s in her year, so it would’ve been easier for them to just sit beside each other in lessons, and nancy does have a canon tendency to kind of abandon the old for the new.

but yeah, nancy has her own friends, and even if she doesn’t, once she goes to college she’ll make them! i just don’t ever see her being super close to robin the way people want them to be.

[lurantis1]

okay so do you know the chongo wheel of fortune stream? well I took Kel and the ghosts (and some other characters like Joker from Persona 5) on a Wheel of Fortune DnD quest where Brenda controls bees and George is accompanied by a platypus (there's curses and weapons generated on a wheel) and that was a wild ride (I was the DM of that quest!)

I haven’t hear if the wheel of fortune stream before but That sounds really cool tho .

Did kel get a weapon

[caesurah-tblr]

Im bored so I’m gonna rank TQ characters from my sweet summer child I adore you so much to I would punt you into the sun no questions asked:

-Dylan Lenivy (You guys might’ve noticed he’s my fav because I never shut up about him. He Gets Shit Done. That’s my boy. My sunshine. I’d throw myself in front of a thousand werewolves for him.)

-Max Brinly (Everyone’s favorite malewife. Full of golden retriever boyfriend energy. Binky Bonky. I love him bunches)

-Kaitlyn Ka (The ultimate girlboss and lesbian icon. The fact that she’s played by Brenda Song only adds to her character. Her friendship with Dylan means everything to me. Would smooch her given the chance.)

-Laura Kearny (Only ranks this high because her and Max’s relationship is Goals. Painted as a confident leader but we all know she doesn’t have A Fucking Clue about what’s going on 90% of the time. She and Ryan share a singular brain cell that only works about half the time. Still a certified girlboss though.)

-Ryan Erzahler (Is his last name spelt correctly? Probably not. Also never has a single clue what’s going on. I know we all say he’s autistic but we all know the writers just did him Dirty. Doesn’t have a single leading bone in his body. Undercover himbo. Dylan is definitely the holder of the brain cell in their relationship.)

-Abigail Blyg (I adore her so. Such a sweetheart. I can say with confidence that she is definitely Not Straight. I wish she’d had more screen time.)

-Nick Furcillo (I wish I’d gotten to know him better. There’s not much there, and what’s there is Not Good. He’s better in fanon than in canon.)

-Jacob Custos (It’s so hard for me to feel any sympathy towards him when he can’t take no for an answer. His willingness to break Emma’s boundaries puts him very low on my list. But I know Emma is also to blame for their toxic relationship. Other than that, love him. A certified himbo. Not a single brain cell to be seen.)

-Emma Mountebank (I just can’t stand her in any way. Her played sections feel like such a chore. Her manipulative way she has with Jacob pisses me off, but I understand where she’s coming from at the same time. She’s much better in fanon. She does get the girlboss title for her section with Max tho.)

[alliluyevas]

thinking about the under the banner of heaven finale tomorrow (tho i will not watch until friday evening/saturday when miranda visits me) but anyway. one thing that i’m wondering about is Allen, because what we’ve seen from the show interpretation of Allen is kind of at odds with the real world person, and I feel like they could go either way with that. So basically, the real-world Allen had been given Ron’s revelation about killing Brenda and Erica but didn’t really do anything about it because he “didn’t take it seriously” but then immediately pointed the finger at Ron and Dan when the cops questioned him after the murders which....is honestly deeply messed up and I do think he bears some culpability in the murders. Now, the show version of Allen doesn’t seem to have been aware of threats made against his wife and daughter and doesn’t want to implicate his brothers, but we haven’t seen the immediate lead-up to the murders yet and the last episode ended with Ron’s first revelation. So I feel like we could either get a narrative where Allen genuinely did not know there was a threat (which I think is a lot more sympathetic than the real life Allen) or a narrative where he WAS told about this revelation, did nothing, AND didn’t identify his brothers as the probably culprits after the murder (which is MUCH worse than the actual Allen’s involvement). so idk how to feel about this in general . we’ll see what route they choose to go with.