#deesficpitch

Author Notes & Rambles

Hi it's me again. So I guess I'm back with another fic idea, frankly I've had this one for awhile now and I'm SO EXCITED about this one!!! As an fan of old Westerns and anything within those genres I've been wanting to do something like this for a REALLY long time. For any fic pitchs I do here I tend to already have a general plot outline and this is the first series I plan to start writing in the beginning of 2025 and I can not wait.

I haven't seen any fics that cover Silva, but I'm not too surprised as Strange Way of Life is a short film and the narrative is average, but I still had fun with it, given my bias for Wild West media. Also gay cowboys teehee I will add I thought Silvia was a passionate character when it comes to love but I wonder what he could be like outside of that? He still shoots Jake despite how much he loves him, so I feel I can take that and expand upon his morality.

update, this is a repost as I deleted the original but oh well

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Tom’s place smells wrong without him. Cleaner than when he was alive, the sharp bite of dust and something worn out. Boxes line the walls like coffins standing on its ends. Frankie moves through the rooms slowly, almost like the way he used to clear buildings; check corners, don’t rush, don’t think too hard.

There's the occasional conversation from the Miller brothers somewhere else in the old apartment as they do the same. Boxing whatever they could donate, give to his family. His Daughter. Some things go easily. Clothes. Paperwork. The junk drawer full of batteries and takeout menus.

The grandfather clock stands in the hallway between the bedroom and bathroom. Tall and dark, its wood in oddly pristine condition with the faint scratch found near the center. Tom had never explained where it came from.m, he just shrugged once, saying it had belonged to his grandfather. Frankie figures not to touch it, he'll take care of it later. The clock isn’t running anyway. It hasn’t since before the funeral but every time Frankie passes it, he feels watched. The air around it is colder, like a familiar altitude sickness settling into him. He tells himself it’s grief. The way loss warps the edges of what used to be.

Later, after the burial, after the folded flag, the dirt hitting wood—Frankie sits with the millers again in the nearly empty apartment. Downing drinks until the walls soften. It's so quiet between them he almost feels alone.

Tom’s laugh keeps echoing where it shouldn’t, bleeding into the quiet. Frankie presses his palms into his eyes and wishes, stupidly, for one more chance to get it right. Just one.

Sleep takes Frankie last but hard and without warning. He dreams of the clock, the last thing that truly stood out. It’s running now.

The ticking is too loud, like a heartbeat climbing out of his own chest. The pendulum swings with purpose, slicing the air. Frankie reaches for it. He's not sure why but the world tilts.

First darkness then he wakes up choking. His body hurts in ways it hasn’t since then, a familiar dull ache of age or old injuries, but the scraped palms, bruised ribs, lungs burning thin and cold. He smells rock dust and ice before he sees anything.

Then the sky. Fair too close and almost too blue. Frankie scrambles upright, panic setting in his chest. The ground beneath him is uneven, jagged stone biting through his gloves. Wind breezes pass as the smell of ash faintly settles by. The dark pile sitting by his feet, the heavy bags around him, his team just barely waking from sleep.

“No,” he breathes, voice weak and raw.

The mountains stretch around him, he knows this ridge. Knows the angle of the slope, the treacherous snow and rocks. His rifle rested heavily beside him, it felt real.

Tom’s voice cuts through the morning light “I'm way too old to be doing this.” Closer to a mumble then full speech.

The sound of it nearly breaks Frankie as he turns, heart hammering as he sees him there. Tom Davis, alive and pushing through the stress like he always did when things went sideways. Soft snow sticking to his beard, eyes rusted from the environment.

Tom frowns. “You good, Catfish?” Frankie stared for too long, unable to speak. Tom was just about to continue till he felt the frost bite his jaw. “Oh, this damn cold.” Speaking to himself as he patted the snow away.

The clock ticks somewhere deep in Frankie’s skull as his hands shake— understandably with unease but with fragile hope. Maybe it’s mercy, he didn't know but Frankie swallows and forces himself to breathe and somewhere a grandfather clock keeps perfect time.

Warnings & Tags: NSFW, Smut, mentions of cheating (from Jonathan), mutual masturbation, threesome, M × F × F, M × F, F × F. Mild dubcon (?), alcohol consumption (mainly wine), power imbalance, abuse of power, teacher student relationship, boss employee relationship, Bisexual reader, homeless reader, Mira and Jonathan share reader, sexuality inexperienced reader, age gap relationship, reader in her early 20's, hidden nanny camera, voyeurism, reader being watched (without consent), false sense of comfort, no happy endings for reader(mostly).

Author rambles & Notes

Hey guys! Hope y'all don't mind my brain dumps, I think going forward I might post fic ideas to keep track of them when they're not priority. As of now I'm working a warehouse job and most of my shifts will be 12 hours so that doesn't give me much time till the end of November, so for now I'll be posting miscellaneous one shots for media I mainly consume. Primary Teenager Mutant Ninja Turtles. Any long winded series I plan for TLOU and SFAM wont come around till mid to late 2025. As of now I plan on posting a Javi x reader fic Sunday evening/Monday afternoon and I'll see what happens from there.

While the show was quite an experience and frankly it's something I would only watch once and never again do to the emotions cause as I'm a child of divorce. While I was happy when my parents separated, Jonathan and Mira's relationship felt close to home and reminded me of my folks and was quite overwhelming. To clarify the characters don't remind me of my parents simply their relationship during the divorce and how quickly they'd turn on each other. It's something you never get to see shown in media and I do appreciate that but watching the show once was enough for me.

Though thanks to this fic idea I'm down to rewatch for research purposes when I start writing at some point. I can't say when I got the idea, it was a gradual process of ideas and what else would these people be capable of as they get to the point of character De-Evolution. So what if we got to see what happens in those years we don't see and leads to that ending point in the show? Where they don't care about being good people anymore.

Also why not try out some smutty fun before the disaster? Jessica Chastain and Oscar Isaac are hot in character so there's some mild self indulgence in here.🤭Anyway I think I might post fic pitches for any series ideas going forward as they won't be on the forefront of my mind. I know I don't have followers other than 2 (I love you guys) but If more people come around in the future than I hope this will raise any interest. That's it for now. ❤️

Tags/Warnings: Idk if I can list this as a slow burn given this probably won't be more than 20 chapters. Eventual smut, masturbation >:3 but mainly plot. Minor Social commentary. Semi-frequent 80's pop culture references (mainly music). Mild cursing. Rom-Com adjacent fic(I will try). Virgin reader (Joel will be ready😏). Single dad Joel. Scenes that depict bullying. (for both the reader and Sarah). Use of original characters. The reader is 21. Joel is 25/turns 26. Sarah is roughly around 6. Lowkey Devious Sarah/Sarah shenanigans(u know how kids are). Texas geography references. Possible holiday plotlines (Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year) fic timeline spans over 7 months.

Author Notes & Rambles

Lord, I have so many fic ideas that I must write 😤. I actually shared this idea with a mutual while back, so this one is a bit more personal. This will probably be the first series I write when we get to 2025. As far as I know, this won't be anything too crazy, the outline I'm working on right now ranges from 14 - 20 chapters. I'm trying to give myself some room to stay within that frame I've given myself but we'll see what happens.

As of now, I don't wanna share too much about what I have planned,, but I also wanna share everything jdjkdjs. This will be a "slow burn" in a sense, but it'll be a short series, so idk if it fits here but oh well. However, the smutting won't happen later on in the fic as I will be focusing on Joel and the reader actually becoming friends because they deserve it

I already started making a playlist for this as inspo because I can't without listening to music tbh so that's been really fun. So I can't wait for when that comes out and it will be just music from that period and songs referenced in the fic, So all 1993 and going back a bit further to give the reader insert a bit of range. There'll be some mild pop culture references like movies but mostly music, and I will try not to be excessive as I know that can be annoying in movies these days. Bubblebee

I'd like to thank all the pictures of mid-20s Pedro Pascal before I go. I wouldn't have been here without him. 😭😭😭

Author Notes:

Hi! I haven't done these in a while and I wanted to share this vague idea I had for Creep Nathan Bateman. I dont wanna give to much away as im still figuring out the story line but have a decent idea of what I want to include. As for length I cant say how long this fic for be, I still have a backlog of other fics I plan on doing now that im actually producing fic writing.

The tale end of 2025 was interesting for me, especially with meeting new ppl who started encouraging me to write and I was actually motivated enough to actually starts. Huge thanks to the people I met in the Oscar Isaac/Pedro Pascal Fandom for being such a big motivation for me and my new passions.

Atm I dont have much more to say Im super excited for this one and I get to sorta branch out what genres I'd wanna write so well see where this goes and I hope yall stick around for it.

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