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Hey dolly absolutely luv luv luv your writing and I was wondering if you could do a tangerine x nurse reader when tan lem and ladybug ends up at the readers and tans place and the reader is patching tan up… but the next day it’s the readers sister wedding reception and tan is like to ladybug right get ready because he doesn’t feel comfortable with leaving him alone in his house. But anyways so at the reception the reader finds out their sister is marrying someone that used to stalk them ( they were marrying the readers sister just to be closer to the reader ) and he says something to tan while drunk ( the reader and tan are already married ) and tan starts and lem is trying to calm tan down but then ladybug is on tans side, if this makes any sense so sorry
hii honey!! thank you! love it, thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌
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BLAST FROM THE PAST.
tangerine x fem!reader — misc
lemon and ladybug have an appearance too YAY
word count. 1002
summary. readers sister is marrying someone from her past. someone who knew her better than she knew him. tangerine finds out and wants to do something about it
Weddings are supposed to be seen as these beautiful celebrations of love, an event made to showcase that same devotion between those individuals.
That is what you were hoping for your sister at her wedding today. The man she had been dating had been a mystery to you all, a complete unknown stranger to your family. Your sister shared small stories and encounters of her enigma of a man, and he sounded great - though you had no real evidence to back that up.
And despite your theories about the rushed engagement timeframe, you decided to keep a clear, open head - staying hopeful for your sister. He seemed to make her happy, and that's what matters most.
But when you finally catch a glimpse of her soon-to-be husband standing at the alter, holding your sister's hands - you knew you were right to have your suspicions.
You turn to look at Tangerine on your left and lean into his shoulder, reaching for his ear. "I know him," you whisper, talking discreetly.
"Yeah, he's your sister's fiancé," your husband replies, speaking in a hushed tone.
You softly tap his arm. "No, like I recognise him from somewhere. Wait til he turns around— now look, see? I swear I've seen him before."
"What are we talking about?" Lemon butts in from Tan's left, head craning round to look at you both.
"Now I feel left out," Ladybug interrupts, copying Lemon from the seat to your right - peering past you, the four of you forming a slight semi-circle. Ladybug dated your sister years ago, and they weirdly remained good friends - hence why he was here at this ceremony.
You sigh and look between the three guys. "I think I know the groom," you whisper, trying not to bring attention.
"Stalker," Lemon says simply, almost casually.
"What do you mean stalker?" Tangerine questions, words emphasised by narrowed eyes - clear distaste slapped across his face. "Never seen him before."
"You haven't? He followed her around," he nods to you. "Had a big thing for her, sent her things— he wouldn't leave her alone."
"Oh my god," you mumble as you bring your hands to cover your mouth, finally realising why he looks so familiar. "Oh my god."
"Why didn't you say anything before?" Tan snarks at his brother, punching him in the thigh. "Why would you not— oh, you prick."
"Don't fuckin' hit me," Lemon punches his brother back. "I thought you knew," he says, poking his head out to you.
"Guys, guys, guys," Ladybug chimes in, trying to stop the twins.
All discussions are paused when your sister and her now-husband walk back down the aisle, their arms interlinked as they smile and nod at their guests.
At the reception, all four of you are antsy. You were sipping on a drink to ease your nerves, Ladybug sat beside you doing the same - his leg bobbing, presumably from the nerves. The twins stood on high alert, arms folded and chins high as they scoped out the room - waiting for the right moment to speak to the groom.
"Please just sit down," you reach for your husband's forearm, trying to get him back into his seat. "It's my sister's wedding— please don't make a big fuss."
"We're just gonna talk to him, darlin'," Tangerine speaks to you over his shoulder. "Don't worry about it."
"Yeah, talk to him," Lemon repeats, emphasising the 'talk' like they would be doing the opposite.
The twins spot the right opportunity, your now-brother-in-law by himself at the bar. And before you have a second to say anything, they're already gone, making their way over - Ladybug joining them too. You watch them entrap him to the bar, Tangerine and Lemon on either side, Ladybug standing behind. All of them blocking him.
"Congratulations, mate," Tangerine speaks, extending a hand to the man - stance wide as if to intimidate him.
"Thanks," he shakes his hand. "You are?"
"Oh, glad you asked," Tangerine chuckles dryly. "See that darlin' sitting right there. The pretty one," he starts, gesturing to you at the booth table. "You see, I'm her husband."
The man freezes, his eyes darting between you and your menace of a spouse.
"That's his wife," Lemon reiterates, tapping the man on his shoulder - startling him when he notices it's not just Tangerine confronting him.
Tangerine pokes the groom's shoulder, hard pointed finger prodding. "And I know what you did," he sniffs, another intimidation tactic. "You stalked her, didn't ya?"
The man looks around the room, noticing all the guests surrounding them - his demeanour now growing confident, almost arrogant. "And what? You're going to hit me? Look around, tough guy," he utters, pushing on Tan's shoulder. "Going to punch a groom on his wedding day? What would your wife say about that? About hitting her sister's husband."
Tangerine looks over to you, your head softly shaking, silently telling him to leave it be.
"Come on, bruv," Lemon murmurs, gesturing for them to leave.
"You're lucky, mate," Tangerine snarks, restraining himself.
"Yeah?" the man chuckles weakly.
"Next time I see you, I swear to god," he grits.
"See you at the next family barbeque."
Ladybug and Lemon move swiftly to step in front of Tan, both of them already anticipating his reaction.
"Okay, okay," Ladybug interjects, distancing the groom away. "That was completely uncalled for, man."
Lemon places a firm hand on his brother's back, trying to push him away from the situation - almost wrestling him back to the seats.
"Thank you," you smile at your husband, placing a hand over his knee - trying to calm him down. "You contained yourself. I appreciate it."
He exhales, brushing a hand through his hair. "He was asking for it. When I see him next— I swear to fuck."
Ladybug makes his way back, face just as infuriated as the twins. "I was this close," he gestures with his thumb and index, showing a few centimetres gap. "This close."
this one tested my patience😭 was SO so close to giving up with it, and sorry if bit shit
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"You have pretty eyes"
Pairing: Nika mühlx!fem!reader
Requested:no
Warnings:cursing,fluff,no mentions of y/n,reader refered to as her,she,hers,kissing
"Kissing, I hope they caught us Whether they like or not" kk sung while we were driving to the amusement park"I wanna show you off,I wanna show you off" I sang with her I turn the radio down a bit because Paige and azzi were talking but Nika was quiet "hey you okay Nika?" I ask while slightly turned towards her "huh" she said looking up "I asked if you were okay?" She slightly blushed "oh yeah I'm just nervous" she smiled "oh why are you nervous" I asked while smiling "I have never really liked rollercoasters" she said shyly "oh that's okay I'll hold your hand then" she blushed really hard I turn back around and turn the radio back up "Somethin' different about you Love it when he hit and smack too Baby, lemme lick on your tattoos That's true that I like pda Take it to a seedy place Suck a little dick in the bathroom" I sang with kk some more"Who that man with the big strong hands On her ass in the club with the paps? Baby, that's you Front seat chillin' with the window down I be ten toes down on the dash getting' fast food" we sang(mainly yelled) while pulling into the parking lot for the park"Take you 'round the world, they don't have to understand Rub it in their face, put a rock on her hand"we sang turning off the car "alright y'all ready for this" kk said I stepped out the car and grabbed my bag and put it overy shoulder when I felt someone grab my hand seeing it was Nika I didn't mind "okay where are we going frist"asked azzi "well since we got the express passes we can really go anywhere" I said to azzi as we were walking to the entrance "why don't we get those cups we can refill for free" kk said while we got in line to check in "nah I was thinking about this thing to death" Paige said jokingly "hey that's you" kk said
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"I kinda wish that we didn't have the express passes" Nika said as we were walking towards a ride"why?" I said "because then we can wait in line and then I wouldn't be so nervous" she said "yeah I guess that's reasonable" I said smiling at her "let's ride that one" I said pointing to one I saw from afar we all started walking to the ride and went through the express line getting faster I could see nika getting more and more nervous so I squeezed her hand she smile at the gesture with a tiny hint of red on her cheeks "don't be scared it's gonna be fun" I say to reassure her she nods once we got sat on the ride her grip on my hand got even tighter when the ride started moving her grip on my hand was so tight but I didn't really care as long as she was comfortable "it's okay" I say to her the some people behind us started yelling when we were moving upwards we soon reached the top "just breath" I say to her it soon dropped and pretty much everyone was screaming her grip never let lose the ride came to a stop and we got off "was that fun?" i asked "actually yeah" she smiled "how about we go get churros?" I asked she nodded as we walked to the churros stand the walk was further than I expected
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"two churros please" I asked the cashier he nodded and grabbed them "thank you" I said as he handed them to me i handed on to Nika as I took a bite "mm this is good" she said "yeah but the chocolate sauce taste like shit" (speaking from personal experience) I said disgusted "meh I'm in the middle about it" I smile at her "how about we go on the Ferris wheel next"she said "sure" I say surprised she would want to go on a ride that soon after the first one we started walking towards the Ferris wheel still hand in hand we walked through the express line and sat down in a cart sitting across each other to balance the cart the Ferris wheel started to move up wards" wanna take a picture" she nodded I quickly moved over beside her as the cart rocked back and forth I pulled out my phone and pressed the cameraPUT up a peace sign while she put up two while smiling I took a couple of pictures and since we were so close when I turned towards her our noses almost touched "has anyone ever told you that 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨?" She breathed out and leaned in when our lips touched It felt like everything was coming together that I could die happy I never wanted it to end but we both pulled away "I have liked you for so long"she said smiling at me "I have liked you for so long too" we were both blushing when we got of the ride and stated to walk towards a new ride
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"where have you two been" azzi asked us when we walked up to the car "we got kinda lost" i said we kinda did but it was good because we wouldn't have kissed "mhm sureeee" Paige said slyly "and there's some news" said Nika while smiling kks face lit up like she already new "Paige you better give me my twenty dollars" she said beaming like a kid "huh there was a bet" I say shocked Nika and azzi were laughing while Paige stomped like a kid and kk jumped for joy "I can't with y'all" I said azzi hugged me "it's okay y'all are cute" she whispered to me while smiling after all of that we got into the car "and you better not forget to cash app me my twenty p" kk said while paige huffed we all kinda laughed "yeah yeah don't rub it in"Paige said
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Kinda short I'm really bad at putting periods and stuff but I hope this was okay it's my first actual writing I most likely spelt things wrong but oh well no one's perfect I don't actually know if Nika doesn't like rollercoasters it was just an idea I hope you enjoyed it and please please request please don't copy me my work with out asking 🩷🤍
#nika muhl#nika mühl smut#wnba basketball#uconn women’s basketball#nika muhl x reader#seattle storm#wnba
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It just hit me how much people are hating on the FICTIONAL Character of Marisol the same way they are hating on an ACTUAL PERSON who plays a fictional character. Marisol (Fictional) and Lou have done absolutely nothing wrong, and they are getting the same hate.
Marisol has done nothing but care for Eddie and Chris. The actress? she is who she is. She has made her comments which are nothing but disgusting, but don't hate on Marisol because of what the actress did.
The same thing with Lou and Tommy. Tommy has made his mistakes in the past. He has apologized and has been forgiven by Chim and Hen. Lou has done nothing wrong for him to have so much hate thrown his way. His last Cameo could have been worded better? maybe. But my thing is, NO ONE is perfect. We all make mistakes. Lou's intention was to show how mkistaken and ignorant Tommy was in the early seasons. He has grown and matured and every deserves a second chance. NO ONE in the 118 hates tommy. They love him and are happy for Buck.
It just goes to show WHY they hate on the Characters and the actors who play these roles. They just care about what they want.
As a former Buddie shipper, I accepted a long time ago that it was a possibility that it was never going to happen. I stopped hoping for it and just wanted both characters to finally find happiness BECAUSE I love them INDIVIDUALLY. Eddie and Buck have both gone through so much and deserve SOMEONE to come and just love them and accept them. We got Bisexual Buck! Why isn't that enough?
I pray we see Eddie just as happy with either Marisol or someone else. He just needs to properly grieve his ex wife and somehow find a way to let go without forgetting her and be ok with what happened. He needs to find himself and love himself first. Allow Eddie to figure that out and let go of all the baggage he's carrying around.
Let's stop the Ship wars and enjoy what's been given to us.
I guess that's my rant. Lets love Eddie, Buck, Tommy, and Marisol. Let continue to Support our beautiful Queer Charaters Buck, Tommy, Hen, Karen, AND Josh. As a Destiel shipper and Supernatural lover, we didn't get what we have now. Let's see what's in store for the 118. Let's enjoy every episode and be grateful for what we get.
Like the saying goes, "You get what you get and you dont get upset."
#Random rant#911 abc#bucktommy#evan buck buckely#tommy kinard#hen wilson#karen wilson#josh russo#queer representation#queer ships#omg how can I forget#Michael Grant#David Hale
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lil joel x reader drabble
sexual tension and some nudity. we all know what's coming next.
Okay but what if you don't really know Jackson!Joel, you just nod at him whenever you pass him by in the street (because that's what you do in Jackson), and you know nothing about him except what everybody knows: he walked all the way there with the girl, he's lethal, he's Tommy's brother, he's fucking dangerous, but when he looks at Ellie he smiles, and when she reads him puns from that book of hers he laughs, and it's the sound of someone who has longed to laugh for many, many years.
So one day he delivers something to your door. I don't really know what, maybe soup or something, and when you accept it, your fingers touch, and you lose your grip for a moment, and you spill it all over his plaid and jeans.
"Shit, oh shit, I'm sorry, I'm so fucking clumsy!"
"Don't worry about it, no harm done."
"Dammit, it's all over your clothes!"
"It's okay."
"I'm really sorry!"
And somehow he ended up inside your house, carrying the pot or whatever to the kitchen, where he puts it down, before assessing the damage. He takes off the plaid, and the t-shirt underneath is fine.
"Gimme that, I'll clean it for you."
"You really don't have to."
"I want to," you stress. "It was my fault. Come on, jeans too."
He has already handed you the plaid, but now he's shaking his head.
"Joel, I insist. Go home, get changed, bring me back the jeans."
"I only have this one pair."
"All the more reason for me to clean them!" you point out as you turn your back and go to the sink, turning on the water and putting down the plaid. "Come on now, you think I haven't seen a guy in his undies before?"
You try to make your voice light, but you know you failed. It has been a long time since you last saw a man in his undies, and a man like Joel Miller...
You hear him taking off his boots, then the rustle of his jeans, finally the belt buckle hitting the floor with a low thunk. When you turn around to accept the pants, you stop still.
Except for the t-shirt and socks, he's naked. The hem of the shirt just about covers the little round of his belly, and you can very plainly see the dark hair running down between his legs, where his cock and balls hang snugly against the mass of hair.
You gulp, and realize that you have stared at his crotch for longer than is considered polite. When you meet his gaze, you see that he is teasing you. He's not even holding the jeans in front of his crotch, oh no, his hand is resting comfortably at his side.
"You do realize that I can't go out like this?" he asks you in a low voice that makes the hairs at the nape of your neck stand up. You nod, stupefied.
"And that I'll have to wait here until my pants are dry?"
You nod again. He takes a couple of steps towards you, and hands you the jeans. You accept them, hand trembling slightly, and turn around quickly to shove the jeans into the sink, along with the plaid. You look for the soap, the drain stopper, and splash water on the floor.
"You need any help?"
Joel is suddenly right behind you, startling you as one of his hands come to rest on your waist.
"I'm good," you manage.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I'll just let these soak..."
You turn off the water, and take a deep breath. Okay, here goes.
Slowly, you turn around, your hip grazing his cock that doesn't seem to limp anymore. Joel takes a step closer, trapping you between himself and the sink.
"They gotta soak for a while," you tell him quietly, before clearing your throat. "For quite a while, in fact."
He smirks, and leans in to press his lips against yours.
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Cherik- the heart and soul of X-men 97.
So whether you ship them together or think of them as brothers or whatever, the relationship between Erik Lensherr and Charles Xavier is the heart and soul of this show and dare I say the entire franchise in whatever form. We see their friendship and being nemeses and relationship in pretty much all versions of the X-men and Xmen 97 is chock full of Cherik gold.
The series starts out with Magneto inheriting the X-men and Xavier's entire estate which says a lot about their close relationship and Xavier's trust in Magneto. He trusts and relies on him even above his precious X-men as they are caught off guard by this news and are even hurt by it like Scott. In this act, Xavier follows his heart and feels that by doing this he gets Magneto to come to his path and for the X-men to lose an adversary and also be less burdened with leading the team.
Going forward, Magneto loyally follows Xavier's path honoring his memory and legacy. Even reluctantly and with gritted teeth his restraint is "proof of (his) desire to honor Charles Xavier's dream of mutant human coexistence". To see how far he was before as a X-men adversary to one who truly wanted to honor Xavier was very extreme and a testament to Erik's love for Xavier. He goes through a lot in the series even undergoing a massacre and even through that event continues to try to be a X-man and show restraint and be a leader, but eventually it becomes too much for him.
The scene in episode 2 is very telling of their relationship when Magneto speaks of the helmet and how he could always sense Charles as a presence. "I was in his thoughts and he in mine." Romantic or not, this line highlights just how important the two of them were to each other and that's love is it not? Then Rogue hits the nail on the head by stating that Magneto was worried about if he felt how much Xavier still loved him, Magneto wouldn't be able to go through with his crusade. Magneto canonically lays out that he knew/knows that Xavier loves him.
At the end of ep 2, Magneto is seen looking at a picture of Charles and himself when they were young that is kept framed on Charles' desk. Whether that was Charles' picture (which I suspect) or put there by Erik, the implications are clear the two are important to each other despite the past or their differences. Storm is talking about finding connection and pans on Rogue and Magneto and Morph and Wolverine, but also stands for Charles and Erik.
In ep 5, Magneto is considered to rule over Genosha because of his trial and because Xavier trusted Magneto with the X-men. He mentions the pivotal bar scene we will see later and what a moment it is for Magneto. At this moment, he is seeing his and Xavier's dreams coming true which he never thought possible. It turns out Magneto was right, but at this moment Xavier's dream seemed real and it was Magneto that was leading the way to get them there.
At this point I have to mention Rogue in that she is the only other person that is connected to Erik and understanding of his thoughts. I like Rogue and don't think that it gets in the way of Cherik. Rogue has seen Erik's inner thoughts through her absorption powers or by the time spent talking to him. She is the one who gets the Cherik relationship better than most and understands the love the two have for each other and how long and deep their relationship is. She is not an obstacle to Cherik, she may be the Queen Erik wants (particularly when he thinks Charles is gone), but is also someone who gets the Cherik thing and understands. This leaves so much room for love triangles and Magneto bi loveness galore. Rogue GETS it, she's not going to stand in the way.
Then leading to the finale, there is so much Cherik even a non-Cherik fan is left with no doubt that there is something there between the two. Whether its the salty "Welcome home, cheater" vibes about the Bird Queen, the bickering about Genosha and Bastion and Magneto's response, and the scintillating together in Erik's mind sequences, there is so much Charles-Erik action going on that the writers gifted us.
Granted, I was sort of pissed at Xavier in the first part of the finale for not being on Magneto's side and being so harsh on him after all that Erik had been through as well as thinking that going into his head was a violation. I still kind of feel that way, but I'm more understanding of Xavier's flaws (he's not perfect, not by a longshot) and also of how much he loves Erik despite violating his mind. The fact that he was willing to lose his own mind and also endure the tragedies and pain of Erik despite knowing Erik's tragic history is a testament to how much he loves Erik. Magneto may have conflicting feelings about what happened after season 1, but I don't think he's going to ever forget how Xavier basically talked him out of oblivion and made him come back to himself talking about love and family.
Magneto saves the day, but it must be remembered that Professor Xavier did not have to return Magneto back to his mind or the world. Magneto has been a fierce adversary in the past and is currently causing major mayhem to the planet and still Xavier considers him a brother and encourages him to recognize and become Magneto again. In another storyline, Rogue could have absorbed Magneto while he was down and got the planet up and running, but that's not the direction the writers went with because it didn't highlight the Cherik relationship as well. The writers wanted to focus in on Cherik and so I again repeat that Charles and Erik's relationship is the thesis, the plot, the heart of the show and I can't wait to see more.
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do you go with word of god about how tom would have been better off if merope lived and raised him or that it would have been even worse for him and merope would have become infatuated because of his resemblance to tom riddle sr? (Similar to how part of the fandom believes snape would be if harry resembled lily lmao) which of do you think its more interesting route?
thank you very much for the ask, anon!
i go for the first of the two options - that merope living would have been so much better for wee tom riddle jr. - not because it's what jkr says, but because i tend to loathe any interpretation of merope's character which undermines the fact that so much of her life could have been changed at numerous crucial moments by anyone connected to the wizarding state giving a fuck.
merope is a teenage girl who lives in abject poverty, has a treatable medical condition [exotropia - eyes which stare in different directions] for which she clearly hasn't received any medical care, is denied an education, is subjected to physical violence by her father right there on the canon page, and is implied in canon to be subjected to incestuous sexual violence by her father and/or brother. the state has numerous opportunities to remove her from this experience - when marvolo fails to respond to her hogwarts letter, when bob ogden visits the gaunts - and yet doesn't, and while i don't think that just being taken away from morfin and marvolo would have solved everything, it would have given her the safety to start healing...
i get why the idea of merope as this sinister, unhinged, devouring, unchangeable bundle of malevolence, who would destroy her own son by becoming infatuated with him, is compelling when the genre demands it to be - i've written her as a folk-horror villain myself, and she was perfect for the role - but in fics which aren't intentionally going for that sort of supernatural, dark fairytale, horror-story vibe... i don't think it hits.
merope's great tragedy - much like her son's - is that she is someone capable of and longing for a normal life, but who is denied this by the corrosive forces of grief, poverty, abuse, and indifference and who goes on to perpetuate harm in turn.
as i've said elsewhere, her rape [and we should call it what it is] of tom riddle sr. doesn't actually need to have any undercurrent of sadistic, unhinged infatuation to be both morally abhorrent and canon-coherent - her treatment at her father and brother's hands would hardly have given her an understanding of consent or bodily autonomy [and might also have made her believe that drugging a man until you can totally control him is the only way to prevent him hurting you], while the fact that the state just leaves her on her own after marvolo and morfin are arrested [with - presumably - no income to speak of] means that she can be understood as seeing tom sr. as her only escape from sliding ever further down the ladder of destitution.
does that mean that she didn't also - selfishly - desire tom sr.? absolutely not. it just means that i find it much more interesting when the idea of her wanting him for herself is given equal weight with all the other things in her life which shape her character - and that i also find it much more interesting when these forces are recognised as commonplace, human, and having pretty much nothing to do with magic.
[the state would not - after all - have had to raise a wand in order to unravel the abuse to which she is subjected... since it does this all the time in the real world - and i am definitely a sucker for stories which acknowledge that the greatest flaws in the wizarding world don't depend in the slightest on magic, but on human corruption.]
if she'd survived childbirth - while i'm certainly not suggesting that i think she'd have been a flawless mother, nor that the absence of a wizarding welfare state wouldn't have made their lives incredibly difficult - i think it's legitimately implausible to suggest that she'd have done anything other than love her son as her son [so, without any incestuous vibe].
[her comment - "i hope he looks like his papa" - is, i think, meant as mrs cole takes it - that she recognises that she's someone who isn't conventionally attractive by any means, and that she knows that tom riddle sr. is.]
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Concept for the rewrite au: Erza and Mira's rivalry abruptly halts after lisanna dies. Like mirajane is floundering, Elfman bounces back quicker than her and when she does it's largely because of religious guilt.
Erza through this starts to actually befriend her. There's a softness to their dynamic that wasn't there before as Erza is more patient with her than anyone ever expected her to be. She's supportive, reassuring. During the 6 years between Lisanna's death and Lucy joining the guild their bond deepens and eventually they do start dating, but the whole thing is stressful for Mira when Erza insists on using dangerous armor and taking jobs that yes technically she's primed for but that doesn't mean the danger is nonexistent.
Their relationship is happy when Erza is around but when she's gone everyone who knows Mira can tell how fragile she is. It's part of the reason Elfman almost never leaves, someone has to be there for Mira because if they're not she can't function right.
When erza gets captured by the people at the tower of Heaven and is gone for longer than normal we see Mira slowly start to fall into panic because we don't know what happened to Erza or where she is at this point. When phantomlord attacks Mira uses her powers for the first time in years to help Elfman and it kills her to do it because the church repeated how wrong an action that was. When team natsu and Co finally make it to tower of heaven after their own capture, and they free Erza its a shock to find out just how much of a hit her magic capabilities took.
And when the arc is finished and Erza isn't fine because her magic won't recover quickly, it means that she isn't in the right headspace to support Mira like normal. Like she'd want to. They reunite and it's emotional because finally Erza is back and Mira can breathe even slightly but it's not right. No amount of curling into each other and sleeping time away can undo what's been done.
Throughout the series we see them struggle with their respective traumas and learn to grow past it after stagnating for too long. There are happy moments but that doesn't change the work that needs to be done.
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What Can the Damned Really Say to the Damned?
Just a bit of meta on my favorite scenes from episode one of season two!
Louis and Lestat in the Field
At this point and time, using context clues, we know Lestat is conjured up from Louis' mind. Personally, I think Louis conjured him up due to the fact that he's surrounded by dead bodies and the most recent "dead" body he's cared about is Lestat. So now, he's thinking of his past love and the murder of him, the only time he's felt like he murdered someone. "Oh love, I'm merely waiting until you're happy." This seems to be the opposite of what Lestat has done to Louis in season one. He would always try and catch Louis when he was down and make the situation worse e.g. Paul's death, the church turning, the closing of the Azalea, the riots, etc. It's interesting, especially, considering Lestat isn't actually saying any of this. Crazy how Louis' brain is working in this moment. A friend of mine also brought up that Louis is in a period of desperation and despair and I think it may have brought up thoughts of home, the home they left Lestat to die in.
Claudia and Louis' Argument in the Boiler Room
The first time we actually hear, from her own mouth, how much Claudia resents Louis for the fact that Lestat is still looming over them. "I forgave you for messing up my plan, I did not forgive you for bringing him with you." Louis, in that moment, seems to want to make nice with people on their journey and dismisses Claudia's concerns and ideas, which may build even more resentment. "I'm looking for one, just one, that ain't a goddamn bastard!" Her search for vampires seems to be her both wanting answers as well as her own companion to escape the bastards she's encountered as a vampire.
Claudia's Dreams/Nightmares
This one is a bit tricky for me to understand because the only thing I can think of what Louis is trying to say is that she is lying, but I don't think he'd call her a liar. I believe Claudia only said she couldn't dream because Louis was getting on her nerves. I hope to God that is not the angle we're going with because I will personally raise hell for her.
Morgan Asking Louis for Help
Very short point but it's so interesting that Morgan thought Louis would help and I was somewhat surprised that Louis left it alone. I think that those four years have hardened him just a bit and he's over the humans for now. Another point, a bit of racism slipping through that Morgan thought the Black man was going to help.
Daciana and the Fire
Two interpretations of this scene and I'd like to believe that the both of them have some truth to it. One (brought to me by my friend @nakiaslilhoodoo), Daciana and her killing her children relating to Claudia. Even in season one, we see just how much he cares for Claudia, even going so far as to postponing his suicide so that she wouldn't have the memory of her brother dying on the same day as the beginning of her journey of traveling. I think Daciana jumping into the fire after losing her children could show how Louis will lick the fire (internally) once Claudia is gone.
Two (another point made by a friend of mine, Daciana and Magnus being one in the same in this scene. The both of them walked into the fire after feeling defeated with having no companion. I didn't realize this until a friend brought it up to me and I think it makes the situation even more tragic.
Louis' Speech to Claudia
A very bittersweet moment for me, and the way the trailers and clips are set up makes me believe this may fall apart. I thought I'd feel stronger about Louis telling Claudia about having a shitty life, I still don't think it was quite necessary because I'm sure she knows that and her life was shitty before she even met Louis, but it didn't leave a poor taste in my mouth like I thought it would. The soft words he gave her was what genuinely broke me. I think it hit me because I know Louis genuinely believes what he said to her and how it's her and him against the world, but I know it's going to go left. Even when they held hands together after getting off of the van, they really could be everything if they keep each other close. You could tell by Claudia's face that she's been waiting to hear that from, (Delainey said this as well) but she also seems a bit skeptical and questioning whether he'll stick to his words, which I don't blame her for. And then Louis conjuring up Lestat as he's telling her this...I know there will be problems on the rise.
Louis and Armand in the Bedroom
First of all, the bedroom seems to be gorgeous and I would pick it apart more if it weren't for the bars and the painting in the back. The bars are a bit jarring because I don't know who they would represent. Would it be Louis feeling confined to this relationship and life he's made with Armand or would it represent Armand holding back his emotions and how he feels? And the painting of Jesus and Judas, who betrayed Jesus, hanging in the back is a wild concept. But, I did enjoy the softness each of them displayed with one another. The talk of Claudia's diary pages could have easily blew up into an argument, but they each know each other well enough for it to remain calm. Even Louis' face before he kissed Armand was quite reassuring. Love what I see from these two so far.
#louis de pointe du lac#claudia#armand#lestat de lioncourt#interview with the vampire#amc interview with the vampire#vampterview#iwtv#amc iwtv#just my thoughts#its fine if yours are different#not everyone thinks the same!
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Mischief and Angel- Part 14
I DID NOT PROOFREAD THIS SO I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY TYPOS!!!!
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"Oh my goodness! Look at her! Dad look!"
I chuckle from where I'm curled against Stiles on the couch as Noah sighs, "I'm watching Stiles."
I snort as Lola glares at Noah when Stiles pouts, "Da, sad!"
I smile as Noah looks at Lola in exasperation, "He isn't sad, he's just being dramatic."
Lola flashes her eyes before toddling her way over to Stiles and lifting her arms, "Da, up."
Stiles lifts her up to sit on his lap before Lola wiggles to face him and grabs his cheeks, "Da, 'mile."
I bite my lip to hold in a laugh as Lola uses a hand to push up the corner of Stiles' mouth in an attempt to make him smile. I can see Stiles trying to resist a smile but he cracks and lets out a happy chuckle that causes him to smile.
Lola grins in victory before turning to look at me from where my head is resting on Stiles' shoulder, "Mama, Da happy."
I squeeze Stiles' arm as I answer Lola, "Of course he is, he has you!"
I poke her in the stomach lightly when I say 'you' which causes her to squeal in laughter and wiggle in Stiles' hold. One thing we've learned over the last week since I've woken from my 'coma' and Lola has started to walk and talk is that she is extremely ticklish
We've also learned that she is extremely protective and she occasionally growls at people when they make Stiles and I sad or upset, even if we're actually just messing around.
I snap back to the present when Lola gets her feet back on the ground and she takes off like a bullet to the backdoor that just closed as someone entered the house. I can't help but smile at what comes next, "Un'tle Scoot!"
I bury my face in Stiles' neck as my body shakes in laughter. Lola absolutely loves Scott but she cannot for the life of her say Scott. We assume she took to him so quickly because he's technically her alpha now, although she would take Stiles and I's side over his any day.
Stiles squeezes my thigh where his hand is resting as Scott appears in the doorway with Lola on his hip, "Hey guys! Mom said she'll be over later but she'll need a ride since I took the car."
I perk up at this before unwrapping myself from Stiles and jumping to my feet, "I'll do it! I want to talk with her anyways."
Before I can get too far Stiles reaches out to grab my hand. I stop and look at him to see his wide eyes as he whispers, "Y/n, it's okay."
I scowl before shaking my head, "No, it isn't and you know it."
He goes to protest before I cut him off, "Look at it this way, if the roles would have been reversed and it was me instead of you and Noah instead of Mom, would you let it go without talking to him?"
Stiles sighs in defeat before releasing my hand. I give him a reassuring smile before turning around to see a grimacing Scott, "Just, don't be too harsh."
I raise an eyebrow in question before crossing my arms, "I just want to have a conversation with her, how well it goes depends on her."
Scott nods before turning to Lola, "What do you say, Lola, want to go play with Kira outside?"
Lola perks up before nodding, "RA-RA!"
Scott laughs before heading back towards the door before stopping and turning to Stiles, "You should come outside dude, we can hang out while the girls play with Lola."
Stiles nods and waves his hand, "Yeah, I'll be out in a second!"
Scott nods before heading back out the door. Stiles stands from the couch and wraps an arm around my waist as he kisses my cheek, "Love you, be careful."
I smile and turn to give him a quick kiss and frown when he tilts his head causing my lips to hit his cheek before I nod, "Always am Mischief."
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I take a deep breath before climbing out of the car and closing the door a little harder than necessary. This talk has been coming for about a week and it's only waited this long because I wanted some time to cool down and think about what to say before I tried to have an adult conversation.
When I walk through the door I yell, "Hey Mom!"
"In the kitchen!"
I walk into the kitchen to see Mom putting the dishes away before I lean against the island, "When you're done can we talk?"
She hums as she glances over her shoulder, "Mhmm, Lola doing okay?"
I run a hand through my hair before taking a deep breath, "Uh, yeah, yeah Lola's good, great even. Becoming quite the little motormouth and I swear she's channeling the Flash every now and then. Damn near sprints through the house."
Mom chuckles as she closes the cabinet and hangs the dish towel, "Sounds like she takes after her parents, and her uncle for that matter. You know, when you and Scott were that age it took everything in me to get you to stay in clothes and be quite and to keep Scott from running out the door every five minutes. For your sake I hope you never have twin werewolves, or werefoxes, or whatever else they could be."
I sigh before shrugging, "I'd have Stiles if that happened, we'd manage just fine."
Mom raises an eyebrow and leans against the counter so that she's facing me, "Everything okay, Honey?"
I lick my bottom lip before looking into her eyes, "No. Everything is not okay."
Her eyebrows furrow in concern as she asks, "What's wrong? Are you and Stiles okay? Did you have a fight?"
My jaw twitches before I shake my head, "No, Stiles and I are fine...I think. The real question is are me and you okay?"
She straightens with wide eyes, "What?"
I close my eyes and take a breath to reel in my growing anger before looking back at Mom, "Stiles, Mom. What you said to him. How you made him feel."
She frowns and shakes her head, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't lie to me Mom, he told me what happened and what you said to him. God! Mom what made you say those things?!"
Her eyes dart around before stubbornness takes over her features, "He told you?!"
I narrow my eyes, "Yeah, well when I wake up and he looks absolutely gutted because he blames himself for something he had absolutely nothing to do with, I tend to get a little concerned! But I had to pry it out of him, he was holding onto what you said like he was Fort Knox because he didn't want me to be mad at you."
She brushes a stray hair out of her face as she sighs, "Look, I was scared and angry, it just slipped out. I didn't mean any of it."
"Yeah, well it made enough of an impact to make him cry. He cried as he begged me to forgive him. Forgive him! Mom, whatever you said to him impacted him enough that he still feels guilty. It's been a week and every now and then I can still feel his guilt eating away at him when he looks at me. He looks at me and he's bubbling over in guilt and self despair. Do you know how much that hurts? Not just him but me too! He hesitates to kiss me! Sure, he holds me closer than ever before but whenever I kiss him, he hesitates. I've kissed him a total of three times since I woke up, and he's freaked out each time and looked terrified. Like the simplest touch is going to send me running and screaming. Never, not once since I've met him has he looked at me like this!"
"Like what?"
My eyes flash as a small growl rumbles in his chest, "Like I'm going to break his heart! Like I'm going to change my mind and blame him for every single damn thing that has ever happened to me. It's killing me Mom, because it's killing him. It hurts, to see him like this."
Mom steps forward to stand on the opposite end of the island, "What do you want me to do about it?"
I stare at her opening and closing my mouth before hissing, "What can you do? WHAT CAN YOU DO?! FUCKING APOLOGIZE!"
Her frown deepens as she points at me, "Watch your mouth young lady!"
I raise an eyebrow as Lily bares her teeth, "Do. Not. I am asking you as your daughter to just apologize to him."
She sighs, "I already did Y/n."
I flick my tongue over the tip of my fangs before letting them recede into my gums, "Then do it again! And mean it this time!"
She leans across the counter before laying a hand across my hand, "Okay, if it really means that much to you, I will."
I shake my head in sadness, "You just don't get it do you?"
She raises an eyebrow and I frown before pulling my hand away from under hers, "Mom, he's my mate, my fiancé, my soon to be husband, your son, Momma, he's my world. Lola is too, she means the world to me too but Stiles, I can't...I can't live without him!"
She frowns, "The mate bond won't let him leave."
"Really? That's what you got from this? Jesus, forget it, just fucking forget it."
I go to storm out of the kitchen before turning around, "You know what, no! He can't physically leave, but mentally? Emotionally? He can check the fuck out right there whenever he fucking wants."
Mom has the decency to cringe slightly, "He won't, he loves you far too much for that to happen."
A small smile tugs at my lips before it drops down into a frown again, "That's not how guilt works Mom, he loves me, I know he does, but he won't touch me because he loves me."
"You just said he held you all the time."
She looks confused and I rub the bridge of my nose in disbelief that I have to talk about this with my mother, "No Mom, he won't touch me. Which means no more grandchildren for you."
Her eyes widen in recognition when she figures out what I'm talking about, "Oh, well how does me apologizing fix...that?"
I groan in exasperation, "Because he won't treat my like an unstable nuclear bomb that is going to explode if he believes that no one thinks he's at fault for me being hurt."
Mom nods before realization finally flows through her, "Oh my God. Oh my God! I-what I said made him think that?"
I give her a deadpan look remembering where Scott got his denseness from before sighing, "Yes, mother, what you said. You are the one that put all this guilt and doubt in his head and I think you're the only one that can dissipate it too."
She shakes her head in disbelief before clearing her throat, "Okay, let's go. I need to apologize. I never realized it would affect him that bad. I was just angry and, and he was there. I'm sorry Y/n/n."
I shake off the rest of my anger before nodding, "It's okay."
Before we get in the car I stop and turn to Mom, "Oh, and Mom?"
She nods expectantly so I continue, "If you ever, and I mean ever, disrespect my mate again, you'll regret it. I don't care if you're my mother, I love you, I do, but Stiles and Lola are my first priorities so when you disrespect one of them, Lily comes out to play...and she plays dirty."
Mom lets out a nervous chuckle before opening the passenger door, "Yeah, got it, don't piss of Lily."
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When we walk into the house I pause and tune my ears into Stiles' heartbeat. I point towards the back door before glancing at Mom, "He's outback with everyone else."
"The house is empty? Even Amelia and her pack?"
I nod with a small hum, "Yeah, Amelia and a few of her pack are out looking at houses and land and stuff so they can move out. They're wanting to stay close since we've become allies and offer more protection for the kids."
Mom nods before walking to the backdoor with me following close behind. Once we're standing on the porch I clear my throat and look at Stiles before speaking, "Mischief!"
He looks up and turns to look at me before raising an eyebrow, "Yeah?"
I throw a thumb over my shoulder pointing to the door behind us, "Can you come inside real quick?"
I feel the nerves and anxiety flood Stiles which Lola must feel to because she stops playing with Kira and looks at Stiles with a scowl. I hold back a smile as Stiles makes his way onto the porch as the boys yell, "SOMEONE'S IN TROUBLE NOW!"
I roll my eyes before leading Mom and Stiles into the house and into the living room. When we're all sitting I turn to Stiles, "I can step outside if you want?"
He grabs my hand and squeezes before shaking his head, "No, stay."
I nod before settling onto the couch and rubbing soothing circles on the back of Stiles' hand. Mom is sitting in the chair across from the couch as she looks at Stiles, "Stiles, I'm so sorry for what I said to you when Y/n was missing. I didn't mean any of it and I took out all my emotions on you which wasn't fair to you."
Stiles nods, "Yeah, yeah I know, it's okay Mel."
Mom's frown deepens as she scooches to the edge of the chair and shakes her head, "Stiles, no it isn't. I hurt you, I hurt my son and that isn't okay."
Stiles makes a small wounded sound which has Mom looking teary eyed, "Sweetie, you may not be my biological son but I knew within a week of Scott being your friend that you weren't going anywhere, ever. I was so happy when you finally asked Y/n out because I couldn't think of anyone better for her and now you're almost officially my son-in-law, but even without the title you're my son. I love you as much as I love Scott and I would do anything to make sure you stay safe and the fact that I hurt you is tearing me up inside."
I look up at Stiles to see him teary eyed and sad. I scooch even closer before Mom continues, "Stiles, what happened to Y/n is not your fault. Nothing you could have done would have stopped it and you found her within hours and you saved her life. You did more than any of us did and I truly believe that without you, she would be dead, so Stiles if anything, you're the reason she isn't laying somewhere lifeless."
I feel the guilt within Stiles start to melt away and I find that most of my stress goes with it. Stiles takes a shuddery breath before he's standing and being engulfed in a hug by Mom. She rocks him side to side as she kisses his cheek, "I love you sweetheart and next time I say something that hurts you, just know that I don't mean it...and then have Y/n come smack me because I sure as hell deserved it this time."
Stiles chuckles into her hair before pulling away, "You got it Mel."
She finally smiles and pats his shoulder, "Well then, I'm going to go find my granddaughter and steal some baby cuddles."
Once she's outside I turn to Stiles, "Mischi-."
"Thank you."
I look at Stiles with wide eyes, "What?"
He pulls me off the couch before cupping my cheek, "Thank you for making her apologize."
I lean into his warm touch before sighing, "I didn't make her do anything, she wanted to once she realized how much she had hurt you. Do you believe me now that it wasn't your fault?"
He quirks a small smile and nods, "Mostly, a part of me will always think there was something else I could have done but your mom was right, you're alive, and that's all that matters."
I don't get a chance to reply because I'm being pulled into a kiss that I've been craving for the last week.
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A/n- I AM SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE! There was some drama with my baby daddy and his family🙄 Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the update and let me know what you think!
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TMA/TMP SPOILERS READ WITH CAUTION PLS :D
(im being fr the more i think the more spoilers are in there so beware)
TMP death predictions wahoo who cheered:
AGAIN BEWARE OF SPOILERS!!
1. colin - i think he's gonna be the wake up call for everyone in the sense that theyre gonna see him dead and go "omg he was right wtf is happening etc etc", possibly alice first?? maybe?? but i really don't want her dead so im not speaking that into existence plus i doubt she'd be the very first one
2./3. lena - idk when she's gonna die honestly but i wouldn't be shocked if it was at the start because BECAUSE hear me out, she clearly wants her staff safe from The HorrorsTM so i wouldn't be shocked if she died protecting them before they catch on to what's happening, plus if the externals/ an external got pissed abt smth it would be her or gwen interacting with them no? unsure abt lena honestly but i wouldn't be remotely surprised if she also stayed alive to allow for information to be passed on to listeners and the characters, like worldbuilding or whatever to give people the pieces, but also she might die BECAUSE she has sm info if that makes sense, HOWEVERRRRR
3./2. i think celia or alice could be good candidates for a starting death too on account of the fact they'd both rush in to help someone being attacked. celia does have jack to worry abt plus im thinking she knows more than she's letting on so alice might be on the chopping block instead as she'd be more likely to be impulsive abt it. i also think if alice dies it'll be prolonged, so either she gets infected with smth or replaced by smth etc etc (prolonged a là ep 16 death or replaced like sasha)
4. (OR SURVIVOR) gwen - now to be fair i do think it's gonna be a while until gwen kicks the bucket, unless she does something daft that gets her killed, im willing to take the risk on being wrong with that one tbh but i think she'll hold out for a solid bit, BUT i think she might inadvertently cause someone else to get killed. possibly lena?? like lena dies at the start protecting the staff from some weird shit gwen started? then maybe we'd see gwen have a guilt and realisation arc possibly and she becomes really adamant abt protecting everyone else? honestly i think she might survive if we have any survivors and also have a (i dont wanna say redemption cause thats not exactly what i mean but tahts the only word i can think of rn) arc, OR she'll have the arc then die
5. (OR SURVIVOR) sam :D - i think he'll hold out the longest, possibly survive if everyone doesn't die or he'll have to sacrifice himself at the end but i don't think they'd do that twice, unless they really want it to hit home that the fears will always take everything from people and shit? not sure but either way i think he'll survive the longest, likely with help from the others ofc
#the magnus archives#the magnus protocol#alice dyer#lena kelley#gwendolyn bouchard#samama khalid#celia ripley#colin becher#tmp spoilers
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a redemption arc is not a sacrifice.
a redemption arc is not some grand act of selflessness.
a redemption arc is not meaningless pain and suffering.
a redemption arc is simply facing the consequences of your actions, fixing your mistakes and doing better, regardless of whether you will be forgiven or accepted. that's it.
#saying this to all the idiots that are like “but catra suffered torture from horde prime!!”#or “catra has had enough trauma in her life do you want her to suffer more?”#no. we just want her to do better#we don't want to see her get hit by someone‚ we want her to be held accountable for her actions#spop critical#spop salt#spop criticism#spop discourse#spop#she ra#anti spop#anti catra#anticatra#redemption arc#redemption arcs
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Posting this by itself because :) I just feel like he should have gotten to wear the mech pilot suit at least once..
(my AU black version and the og green)
#Legend of Korra#Baatar Jr.#LoK#WIP#[ since this is from something silly I wanted to post this bit because he is serving very cunty#even if you know he's talking about accidentally ingesting caustic chemicals lol#this was def self indulgent but also why couldn't he have worn the suit at least once sobs#we had one chance#I don't actually think he uses the mech suit hardly ever even though he has his own personal one#but on rare occasions he does and gets in this outfit and Kuvira are you okay? Are you good? Has anyone checked on her?#I feel like this outfit is what causes her to take a serious sanity hit LOL#she just drags him away by the hood and no one sees them again for like 4 hours#or she's just like “You know what I think he could use my help :)” and proceeds to be everything but helpful#idk how anything in this regime gets done I swear#the most Baatar ever used the mech suits was when they were first being built#idk dude I love a man in a working uniform sobs#I knew someone would recognize the mech pilot suit hehe that made me smile because yeah :)))#it felt good to draw Baatar again sobs I love him so much I've missed him#I do kinda wish this sketch was cleaner but I wanted to at least post it now in case I never did lol#I should to a proper illust of him in the pilot suit one day just for the pure self indulgence of it all#give myself a lill treat you know? ]#Neon Ocean Art
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I do gotta say tho, even tho I’m mad at aziraphale because he’s being a terrible boyfriend like what you said about the “I forgive you like” because WHAT. But also I really like the way the show really demonstrates the underlying cruelty of heaven and it’s angels. Really shows the hypocrisy of a group of beings who are supposed to do good, especially aziraphale who really buys into the heaven propaganda, who hurts people, particularly the person who means the most to him. Because like you said he fully just takes advantage of that devotion Crowley has for him. Insane, this shwo makes me INSANE
I missed this anon and yeah! The angels were one of my favourite parts of the season, and I think the strongest element aside from Neil Gaiman deciding he's just a simple man who wants to put his otp in situations. They are deeply awful and I kind of love them. They are the exact kind of moralizing hypocrites who are callous and cruel precisely because they think being on team good means everything they do is justified and it's actually impossible for them to be in the wrong (they're angels! is it even possible for them to do the wrong thing?).
but!! To me, they also seem like they're basically kids? Obviously they're not literally children, but there is this very consistent reoccurring joke about how childish/sheltered/immature they are. Muriel is the most obvious example, but the archangels come off like bratty twelve year olds to her sweet little kid.
Gabriel is basically teenager in love flipping off his family as he runs away with his backstreet guy. Uriel is constantly picking at Michael, Michael is playing at being in charge like it's a game, and it's ridiculously easy for both Aziraphale and Crowely to trick them obvious half assed lies. They're not allowed to ask questions! The Metatron treats them like badly behaved kids out past their curfew. At any point an old man with a beard may pop up to scold them and send them home, and they're all scared of doing something wrong by his standards and getting in trouble with this guy who is pointedly not God but who lines up exactly with the pop-culture idea of god the father, and who offers Aziraphale, among other things, a respite from the hard work of figuring out what the right thing to do is for himself. It's fine! You don't have to question the belief system you were born into or make a painful break with everything you've ever known! Aziraphale has had six thousand years on earth to grow up, but the other angels have been sitting in a sterile white box playing "i'm not touching you" games with each other and filing paperwork.
And I think that's extra interesting because this season also really emphasizes:
Heaven has Institutional Problems
Aziraphale isn't the only angel who's unhappy in heaven. Gabriel and Muriel were both completely miserable. They just didn't understand that they were unhappy because they'd never experienced anything else.
Angels who aren't Aziraphale can change and grow! There's very explicitly Gabriel being changed by love and Muriel growing up a bit on earth, and from a more fan-theory angle there's also Jimbriel, who I think is probably basically Gabriel minus the war and six thousand years of playing referee for Michael and Uriel while unleashing an assortment of plague and calamities on earth because that's God's will! Buck up champ.
We also get Gabriel and Beezelebub talking about how their underlings basically live for Armageddon, "if you can call that living." This is so bleak. They've all been on a six thousand year time out just dreaming of the day they get to beat the shit out of each other until they feel better, but it won't work because eternity is just more of the box.
Anyway I think it's going in a distinctly eden adjacent direction. Aziraphale is going to tempt those angels with knowledge and the capacity for change. I have veered so far from your ask anon i'm sorry you're right heaven really went all out on sucking this season & while Crowley and Aziraphale are both fucking it up Crowley refrains from being spectacularly cruel to Aziraphale about it and Aziraphale should learn to return the favour. I forgive you!! I forGIVE you. I forgive YOU. "you can be an angel again" is actually a worse thing to say than "you're a demon. i don't even like you." when he finally picks crowley over heaven i'm going to lose my mind.
#good omens spoilers#good omens season two spoilers#idk it makes me sad that i didn't like the humans very much this season because i think ideally they're central to this whole how to be#a person question i also hope we get to see more of hell next season because i do think they're stuck in basically the same place#with a different aesthetic! and the stick being#thrown into a torture pit instead of thrown into hell#or like. mindwiped and locked in an office for all eternity#gabriel broke my heart which is embarrassing but when he goes from not even understanding what music is to experiencing#the simple pleasure of sharing a song with someone for the very first time and almost immediately hits repeat for eternity... baby. baby bo#i would also like more crowley! this was very much the season of aziraphale#which is fine but i missed him yelling questions at god and the bits where it seemed he really wanted aziraphale's opinion instead of just#wanting aziraphale to develop better opinions#next season had better be crowley wrestles with the universe i am telling you!!!#remember three months ago when i was like eh... another good omens season#i bet it'll be cute but i'm content with my book#i don't go here i said strapping on my clown shoes#seriously though i do think crowley is scared to admit to wanting to be good both because god rejected him and he doesn't want#to be a sucker for her (he is only interested in being a sucker for aziraphale)#and like. chase after something he's barred from and has already been told isn't for him.#and that's why it's so hard for him to admit even to himself that he too would be unhappy ditching earth#in ways that parallel aziraphale's unwillingness to let go of heaven as a source of moral authority and goodness#but the way aziraphale goes oh no! i cannot trust my own judgement and desires. They are suspect!#my judgement is that crowley is good and also funny and sexy. my desires are for his company and also his body#therefore the source of these desires is also maybe bad. i mean he's a demon. he's got to be bad#right??? but no. but i saw him do a good thing. but maybe i didn't? I should probably take a stance on this.#and he makes this crowley's problem until the apocalypse but then the second he gets the chance to cram crowley and his feelings for him#back in a heaven approved box he jumps at it in a way that requires just being WILDLY insensitive and dismissive of crowley's feelings#he's not just being a dick about their relationship he is being a dick about crowley as a person. and he should know better but is choosing#not to because he wants the easy out so badly. anyway i love him he was my favourite character all season no notes#good omens
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I'm going to lose my fucking mind
#For context: I was going to make a post complaining about how lesbians don't have enough good musical theater duets#(like we have the love songs from 'The Color Purple' which're alright but doesn't match the passion or desperation present in the book imo#'Changing My Major' which is a great love song but doesn't hit that sweet duet spot#'Dance With You' and the last verse of 'You Happened' from The Prom are sweet but the girls barely get to actually sing about each other#Honestly 'Oh Well' from Love In Hate Nation comes closest to what I want but it ends on a bittersweet note unless you see the show live#If only Elphaba and Glinda were canon...#But anyway. I can't believe that there's an adaptation of The Color Purple coming in the year of our lord 2023 and this is#how they're talking about Shug Avery. Her *role model*. Lock up your *husbands*. Ick. Pfaff.#I mean they're going to be gay. You can't get around that. But Shug is the love of her life. Can we please talk about that in the character#Don't mind me I'm just over here overreacting#From what I've read one of the biggest adaptational changes in the musical is her reaction to Shug's affair.#Like in the book Shug is the one light in her life. I sobbed myself to sleep over her nosedive in self-worth when they took a break#In the musical she's just...fine with it? I get why that's more satisfying emotionally but I still think it undermines their relationship#I don't get the curse thing either. I'm a little fuzzier on this part but in the book doesn't she just leave him and she's able to thrive?#Then when he asks her to get back together she's able to just know that the worst with Shug or alone is better than the best with him?#This book man. I hate that there isn't an adaptation as devoted to the Celie/Shug relationship as the book is.#Hate that the only recommendation I've seen calling it a sapphic book was from someone who thought that Celie's letters were to her lover#I remember watching this steamy adaptation of a Shakespeare play in soph Eng and seething because they only kiss once in the 1985 movie#Ig I can't expect too much from 1985 but...it was in the book! It was one of the most important parts! They don't even live together in it!#This was all to say I wast a lesbian 'Green Green Dress' a lesbian 'Home' a lesbian 'Natasha & Anatole' a lesbian Legally Blonde finale#The list goes on#I'm sure The Color Purple (2023) will be a good adaptation and movie. I will not pop blood vessels while watching it.#Maybe I should just avoid press releases and the movie will surprise me in a good way.
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i'm not saying this to make any sort of point but as someone who works in canadian theatre, the wga strike is going to have an interesting effect on live entertainment too, like i know multiple people who have lost their jobs or will lose their jobs soon because so much american television is produced here and obviously the iatse union is standing with the wga which it should and i also know that when film crew are out of work like this they often turn to theatre because it's a different local of the same union (and a lot of them started in theatre) and they wind up pushing permits out of work because film crew are usually members which means they get first dibs on all calls even if they don't have much live entertainment experience and even though attitudes in theatre and film are VERY different. And i really really hope the wga gets everything they want, they deserve that and more, but i also hope it happens quickly before young iatse permits get priced out of this city and we get into into another situation like the one right after the pandemic
#when the pandemic hit and live entertainment pretty much died for a few years#most established theatre iatse guys moved into film so when theatre started up again there was this huge crisis#and iatse was so desperate for permits they were literally advertising for them on facebook and weren't requiring advocates or anything#which is a massive fucking deal and also how i got my permit#but it also means theres a ton of experienced film iatse members who aren't averse to jumping ship to a familiar field#and all those new permits who found their opening in that crisis are now in danger of being out of work#in the most expensive city in the country#and as someone who works at a theatre that's labelled a learning theatre by the union (we get all the green permits)#it's going to be very interesting to see what happens next#fortunately we don't pay as well as many of the other venues in the city#but we're more likely to offer steady work#so film guys who want cash will take the jobs at the high paying venues doing dailies and weeklies#and the ones who just want to keep busy will wind up here#i have two very good friends who work for the film union#one decided to take a vacation during the strike (good for her) and the other was let go from star trek and intends to go back to theatre#but knowing the attitude of the well established members and people who got used to film there are going to be Problems#so depending on how long the strike lasts this could actually have some serious ramifications for a lot of people outside of the wga#again i'm not trying to make any sort of point here just getting my thoughts in order in the wake of all these tumblr posts about the strik
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Fools - T.N
in which the only Hufflepuff friend in the group of slytherins develops a crush on Theodore Nott— something only fools do.
fem!hufflepuff reader, bff Pansy, use of euphemisms and teasing yn for being innocent but sfw, reader is very emotional, jealous theo, 2800 words
"Y/n!!"
After a year, you'd think that people would get used to seeing the same Hufflepuff go over to the Slytherin table, but alas, half the Great Hall turned to watch you approach the table and take a seat next to Pansy.
She sticks her middle finger up behind your back, aiming it at all of the people who are still staring, and they quickly turn away. It was an unlikely friendship, but she was not going to let anyone make you feel bad about it.
"About time you get here," Draco huffs, "I've had to hear Pansy's 'girl talk' while you were sleeping."
You smile sheepishly at him, you had taken your sweet time this morning, hitting snooze a few times before listening to your favorite record and doing more singing than actually getting ready— resulting in you being extra late to breakfast.
"Sorry, Draco."
"Don't apologize yn, he doesn't deserve it."
You can hear the teasing lilt in Theo's voice from across the table, and Draco throws a handful of grapes at him.
"Whatever," Pansy turns her back to them, "did you hear, apparently the Hufflepuff chaser has a crush on you."
Your eyes flit between her face and your hands, and you wonder where she got her information from.
The boys around you seem to perk up at this, and Draco chides Pansy for deeming that piece of information unimportant compared to all her other, much more useless, girl talk this morning.
"Where on Earth did you hear that?" You cut in, not enjoying the way everyone is suddenly interested in your (nonexistent) love life.
"From a very trustworthy source," is all she'll give away, and you cringe.
"Can we change subjects, please?"
Theo narrows his eyes at you, as if he's searching your face for something.
"You don't care about it then? You're not jumping at the chance to ride his broom?"
The Slytherins around you snicker at his euphemism, but you go bright red.
"I- what! Why would you say- no!"
This only makes them laugh harder, but Pansy collects herself enough to place a reassuring hand on your arm.
"Don't worry, we all know our little puff would never."
You slap her hand away, upset at them treating you like a child.
"Well if you guys are only gonna tease me, I'm gonna go back to my own table."
"Y/n, we didn't mean-" Theo starts, but he's still got a smirk on his face, so you ignore him, leaving before he can try and stop you.
You take a seat at your own house table, and the Hufflepuffs around you immediately welcome you into their conversation.
You don't know why it bothered you so much. They were right, you weren't going to be "riding someone's broom" anytime soon, but hearing the way they talked about it— like you were just some silly, innocent baby— really bugged you.
If you were being honest with yourself, you also knew that deep down you've been repressing feelings for Theodore, because you knew enough stories about him to know it would never work. He was a heartthrob, and had no issue finding girls to entertain him at night— to him you were just a little girl. That conversation was just more proof. There's no way he'd be interested in you.
You unintentionally make eye contact with Zacharias Smith when you finally get out of your head, but you immediately look away, turning back to your friends just as Hannah asks about your Christmas plans.
You don't see your Slytherin friends again until Charms class, and Pansy immediately brings up what happened at breakfast.
"Hey, I'm sorry about that. I don't want you to feel bad, that's just how we are."
You give her a tight lipped smile, shrugging your shoulders. You've realized that most of the anger came from the realization that Theo probably saw you as a child, not actually their teasing.
"No biggie, it's forgiven."
She eyes you suspiciously but decides not to question it, instead starting to talk about her next party idea until she gets shushed when Professor Flitwick starts explaining directions.
You use the quiet moment to sneak a look at Theo, who's leaned back in his chair smirking at something Draco said next to him.
Pansy turns to you and you quickly shift your focus, but it appears she's already seen you. She gives you a raised eyebrow, and you play dumb, looking back at the teapot on your desk and trying to give it legs.
"What was that about back there?" Pansy asks as the two of you walk out together.
"I know it took me forever to get those stupid legs," you cringe, hoping to throw her off course.
"No I meant your staring."
You try not to look guilty, just shrugging your shoulders and explaining, "figured the boys might have figured it out faster. Should have known better."
She grins at that, muttering "you really should have." But something tells you she doesn't quite believe your story.
Your thoughts are only confirmed the next day when she invites you over to her dorm and then immediately suggests the two of you take veritaserum to play a game of truth or dare.
You let out a sigh.
"I'm not doing that Pans, just ask me whatever you want to know."
She grins, "you know me so well."
"Unfortunately," you tease, and she slaps your arm but asks her question anyway.
"Do you have a crush on Draco?"
Her face drops into confusion when you start laughing hysterically.
"That's what you thought? Merlin, you had me scared for no reason. No Pans, I absolutely do not have a crush on Draco."
She lets out a small sigh of relief, but you can tell she's a little peeved you laughed at her.
"Well what was I supposed to think? You got all grumpy yesterday when we were teasing you about your love life, and then the staring. It was either that or you're secretly in love with Nott, which, lets be for real."
She leaves it at that, but your cheeks flush pink. Be for real what? Be for real, he'd never want you? Be for real, what universe would the two of you work out? Be for real, he hates you?
The thoughts keep coming one after another, and suddenly your vision is blurred.
"Hey, woah, what's wrong?"
You cursed Pansy for being so observant.
"Nothing, I think my allergies are acting up." You say, but there's sadness in your voice, and there's an inch of snow outside, which isn't exactly pollen friendly.
"Don't lie to me y/n."
"I'm sorry for being so stupid and emotional." You cry, and Pansy rubs your back slowly.
"Hey, there's nothing wrong with being emotional! You don't see us do it much, but a lot of that's got to do with how we were raised. I wish I felt things as deeply as you do."
Your tears seem to slow, and she smiles.
"Now as for stupid, that depends on where that fit came from."
You look up at her in embarrassment, more hot tears threatening to fill your eyes.
"I... what did you mean?" You ask instead.
"Huh?"
"When you said be for real about me secretly being.." you couldn't bring yourself to say it, as if saying the words would make it true and something you could no longer push away and pretend wasn't there.
Realization dawns on Pansy's face, and she immediately wraps you up in a hug.
"Oh yn, it all makes sense now."
You continue to cry, and she looks at you with what you assume is pity in her eyes.
"I know, I'm such a fool! I know it would never happen, I know half of Hogwarts has a crush on him, I know he'd never want a girl like me." All of the things you'd been keeping to yourself and secretly thinking come spilling out of your mouth, and Pansy rubs your back while you continue to cry.
"Hey don't talk like that! Theo doesn't care about those people, and I know he cares about you. Not to mention, "a girl like you"? You're the exact type of girl that Theo needs. He practically never smiles the way he does when you're around. Just calm down okay?"
You nod through your cries, finally settling down as Pansy throws a magazine at you and the two of you lay across her bed.
Unknowingly, you end up falling asleep, tired from the amount of crying you did. Pansy notices but decides not to wake you, heading down to the common room where the guys would be getting back from quidditch practice soon.
When you wake up the room is dark, and a quick looks around reminds you you're in Pansy's room and not your own. You check the bathroom attached to the dorm, and when no one is in there you head down to the common room, assuming that's where she's gone to.
The whole group is sat on leather couches and armchairs when you make it down the stairs, and you rub the sleep out of your eyes as you approach the group.
"There's our assonnata bella," Theodore purrs, and you immediately flush even though you only understand half of his phrase. (sleeping beauty)
"Sorry for falling asleep." You apologize as you take the seat Pansy offered you, coincidentally landing between her and the reason for your crying.
"Stop apologizing so much," Theo whispers in your ear, and you refuse to look at him in fear of him seeing exactly the effect he has on you. Instead you continue to look at Pansy.
"No biggie, you needed it after that." She says, and you nod.
"After what? What happened?" Draco asked, ever the nosy weasel.
Pansy looked at you, obviously waiting for you to answer so she could go along with whatever you say.
You consider lying, but figure there's no point. They all know you're an emotional person, no one would find it unusual.
"I- uh- cried a little bit. Tired me out."
The boys (that you can see) all nod their heads in understanding and decide to switch topics, finally letting you relax.
However, since you'd turned your back to Theo, that now meant when you leaned back to get comfy you leaned directly into his chest, as he had one arm on the back of the couch behind you.
"Oh I'm so sorry!" You whisper, shooting back up and speaking only to him in an attempt to not draw attention from the others.
"Don't be silly," he says back, pulling your shoulders so you're back in the relaxed position against him, "you're welcome in my arms any day ragazza dolce." (Sweet girl)
You flush red again, but this time you do look up at him, a teasing glint in your eyes.
"You know I have absolutely no idea what you're saying, right?"
He grins, "that's part of the fun."
"Whatever," you turn back away from him to look at the group, your head resting right over his heart, "as long as you're not calling me a troll."
"I promise I'm not." He says, ruffling your hair before the both of you rejoin the main conversation.
"Zacharias Smith was at our practice today," Draco tells Pansy, and she looks at him in surprise.
"Really? Maybe he was looking for yn. She does sometimes keep me company in the stands."
"Oh he definitely was." Blaise smirks, and you feel Theo tense behind you. "Walked right up to Theo and asked where the pretty little one we're always hanging out with was."
"What?" Pansy shrieks, looking over, although you're unsure if the intentional target was you or the boy behind you. Her eyes momentarily widen at seeing your position before she notices something and smirks.
"Theo," she drawls, "I didn't notice those cuts on your knuckles earlier, is that new?"
Everyone turns to look at Theo, and you sit up in alarm, turning to look at his hand that's laying behind your spot on the couch.
"Theo! What happened? Why didn't you go get this checked out?"
He averts his eyes from your gaze. "Just wasn't thinking about it," he shrugs.
You frown. "How could you not be thinking about it, that looks painful!"
He shrugs again, grimacing when you grab his hand, insisting he let you heal it.
"Just let me go get my wand okay? I left it in Pansy's room."
You get up to leave, and with your back turned you don't see Pansy whisper to Theo and then him get up and follow you.
"I'll just come with." He announces, following you back to your friends room.
You try not to think about the intimacy of being alone with Theo while you tend to his wounds, trying once again to shove all your feelings down far in your heart.
Thankfully none of Pansy's roommates had come back, and Theo sits on her bed while you grab your wand from her nightstand before standing in between his spread legs.
"Give me your hand."
He complies, and you try not to blush at the warmth of his, much bigger, hand resting on your own.
"This is nasty Theo, did you punch a wall or something?" You ask, beginning to heal a few of the cuts. Luckily most of them were clean from where he'd washed them when he showered after practice, but they were scabbed over and his knuckles were blue with beginning to form bruises.
He lets out an amused huff of laughter and you stop your ministrations, looking up at him immediately.
"Tell me you didn't actually punch a wall."
He shrugs, "it was either that or Smith, and I know you don't like when I get into fights."
You feel yourself heat up. He didn't hit someone because of your preference, and the person just happened to be the guy who supposedly has a crush on you.
"Well I'm glad you didn't send my housemate to the hospital wing at least, although I wish you wouldn't have hurt yourself," you sigh, continuing to heal his hands.
Out of nowhere he pulls it away.
"Theo?"
"Look, I-" he cards a hand through his hair, contemplating his next words. "I didn't like it that Smith came looking for you. Especially that he asked me."
You look at him in confusion, "what? Why?"
He looks distraught, but he can't help the crooked smile that etches itself on his face.
"You're damn oblivious, you know that?"
You continue to look at him, no thoughts behind your eyes.
"Uh, I mean I guess? I've been told that a few times, though I'm not sure how it's pertinent to this situation."
Suddenly Theo's hands are on your cheeks, and his face is inches from your own.
"What- what are you doing?"
"I want to kiss you." He states plainly, as if it's the most normal thing in the world— as if the five words didn't have you spiraling out of control.
"Wait- do you want to kiss me because you think I'm like pretty or do you want to kiss me because you like me?"
You'd never even thought he would consider you pretty, but at his words you had to rethink a lot of things you thought you knew.
"I like you, amorina." (Little love)
"Really?" You know you should be celebrating, but you can't help the doubt that creeps into your mind. "You don't think I'm a silly, innocent, little Hufflepuff?"
He grins, "you can be my silly little Hufflepuff. And no I don't care that you're not jumping at the opportunity to go broom hopping."
You can't help but laugh a his phrasing, but you're glad he knew what you meant.
"I like you, amorina, I don't care about anything else, as long as I get you."
You smile, and Theo swears he could die happy if it's the last thing he sees.
"Well in that case, I want you to kiss me too."
He can barely hold back his own smile as he places his lips on yours, cradling your jaw with one hand while the other holds your hip.
He kissed you gently, not at all like what you'd expected, but you feel his adoration flowing out of it, and you can't help but break it to let out a giggle.
"And to think I was crying over you a few hours ago."
He grins, standing up and grabbing your hand to walk back down to the common room together, where your friends were waiting for you to go to dinner.
"No more crying over me okay?"
You nod your head, and he pulls you in for one more kiss before you rejoin the rest of your friends.
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