#BEARBLE

[cruordarling]

why is my bf not here on my lap while I study.

[bumbleblurr]

all blurrs except g1 blurr swear regularly I know this is true

[pega-chan]

finally finished a damn group project by myself. i better get recruited after this

[anikasheep]

Things turn different in Nightbringer.

Solomon heard MC's sobbing and moaning when he try to find the reasons why Nightbringer send MC back and stop by their room one night.

He was hesitant, but still opened the door quietly. Solomon walked in silence step and shuffled down the edge of the bed.

"MC."

The sobbing and sniffing stoped. MC shifted and looked at him with their puffy red eyes.

"Nightmare?" They shook their head.

"Miss home." They nodded.

Solomon stared down at their hands which under the cover.

"Can I touch you?" They nodded after several seconds.

Solomon palmed their right hand between his and kissed the back of their right hand.

"I am here with you, MC. You can still miss the brothers but I AM HERE AND YOU ARE NOT ALONE."

His eyelashes brushed thee right hand of MC, the moonlight sneaked into the room and shone on Solomon. His silver hair is glowing.

It's hard to describe the feeling swelling in MC's chest, it's warm and fragile, like a butterfly flops it's wings.

The first night, MC fall asleep while Solomon holding their hands.

Living with Solomon is a new experience to MC.

Basically, the cooking duty is all on MC right now. Solomon tried to help but he got banned after the first time MC let him help in the kitchen.

The whole dishes were ruined and can't bearble, it's also the first time MC pushed Solomon out of the kitchen.

"I'll doing this, please helping me set the table and prepare some Demonus, Okay?"

"You sure you don't need my help?"

"I could handle it, and it's the first time I cook for us, right?"

Solomon's face turn to red and you could see Solomon.exe was shut down for 5 seconds.

"...Heheh, all right. Then I'll leave it to you, MC."

The sorcerer smiled fondly and smugly, you don't really know what makes him so happy suddenly.

But if he doesn't get in the kitchen and try to kil you with his cook, you are happy too.

You can't sleep again.

Whenever you close your eyes, the brothers will pop out of your mind and take your sleepiness away.

Tossing and turning, you take out your DDD.

Are you still wake?

Good question, MC. If he answer you, then the answer is yes. And if not, it's obviously not.

You mocked yourself, but still waiting for the sorcerer's replying.

Just ready to sleep, what's wrong MC?

Hum...Solomon still wake until now?

I... can't sleep.

Can I drop by your room please? I don't want to stay in my room alone. :(

The typing bubble stay for a while, then Solomon replies.

Sure. The door is open.

And I am glad you ask me, MC.;)

You sigh in relief and beam without notice.

Knocking twice before you open Solomon's room door, you greet him when you somehow feel nervous.

It's strange, you've came to the brother's rooms so many times, but why feel shy right now? The only exception is when you enter Lucifer's bedroom or study. Hell you can't get rid of nervous when you try to enter the Avatar of Pride's territory. But it has a reason that your human instinct knows Lucifer has his boundary even around you and he's kind of different in his den or be outside.

Does that make sense if the nervous bubble up right now cause Solomon is also that kind?

"Don't need to be so tense up, MC. We're not in a spell lesson or an official meeting. Or you'll make me question myself that am I really that scary to you?" Solomon chuckles.

"No no, you're a great person and kind enough to let me disturb you in this late night. But...I guess my brain just can't go easy on me." You laugh bitterly.

Solomon wears a loose silk white long sleeve shirt, the top two buttons are opened, showing his delicate skin. The dark purple coat cover his shoulders, and that pair of black sleep pants fits his long legs.

Suddenly, this room is getting warmer.

"Well, since you can't sleep, and I do need some time to prepare for sleep. Why don't I read some books for you?" Solomon said while he gesters you to lay down beside him.

You moved slowly, and you can't think straight.

The feeling of Solomon's soft touch, the way he put the covers on you, make sure you won't get cold. The warm feeling spread through the covers, your clothes and to your skin.

The blushing heated your face and heart.

"All right, now let me read one of my lately collections for you."

Solomon's voice is soothing and gentle. You fell asleep when you drowned into his rich comfortable voice.

Solomon closed the book.

The special fragrance candle with relax and help sleep easier worked.

The sorcerer grinned at himself.

He put the book on the table beside the bed, turned off the light and laid down.

A warm and soft body caught him.

His face turned to left slightly, your head rest against his arms, your hands around his waist and his left hand.

Your breathe even, like there's nothing could pull you out of your sweet dreams.

It's been a long time since someone sleep next to Solomon.

Solomon chuckles and try to control his shudder breath.

His lips brushed the little lamb's forehead, only a feather kiss lingered on MC's forehead for a while.

"Good Night, MC."

[princesssmars]

something new pt.II

a monet de haan x reader

the royals of constance billiard have invited you into their ranks, and the princess seems to have a motive.

contains: slighttt angst for kinda shitty parents in the start/middle. mostly fluff and me loving monet. maybe some ooc moments. the writing style changing every section. not really proof read we die like men.

a/n: writing this i realized that the group in ggrb does. not have a name. so corny ass "the royals" it is ! <3 this took me forever but im inspired by gg spotify playlists and pure gay yearning. also what the hell do you call someone with black hair.

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if there's one thing you should have expected from becoming friends with the royals of constance billard, it was how quickly they got stuff done.

on your way home from the charity benefit hall, you opened your phone to see that the six enigmas you had met at the party had all followed you and already added you to a group chat. as soon as you open it you already see audrey tagging you and telling you how you're all meeting up tomorrow to go shopping, apparently. lucky you.

once you arrived at your parents townhouse, maybe one of the only things you found bearble at this point was your new home, for its gorgeous interior and exterior and your spacious room, you rushed inside and up to your room so as to avoid whatever bullshit about your behavior they're going to chastise. after cleaning yourself up and getting ready for bed, you laid down and typed ‘sounds like a plan. see u tmmrw.’

putting your phone on your nighstand to charge, you were left to stare at your ceiling and ponder over what happened tonight and asking why. why did these people gravitate to you so quickly? did they just want another rich kid to add to their posse? you knew people just used each other often in your world of the rich and powerful, but god did it seem unappealing.

as much as you hated to admit it, you wanted real friends. hell, maybe even a girlfriend.

as the thought crossed your mind, a certain brown skinned girl with ombre twists crossed your mind, making you jolt up in bed.

“no…no no no dont do that.” you whisper and smack your cheeks, trying to convince yourself that no, you didnt have a crush on probably the most beautiful girl you've ever seen. that was crazy. pure insanity.

it made no sense. you could tell the kind of person she was, the queen bee, (technically the queen bee's second hand, intriguing), the girl everyone wanted or wanted to be and she knew it.

she also seemed a bit mean, which you were normally into.

but you didnt want to get yourself hurt.

not after what happened last time.

and so you fall asleep, thinking of pretty clothes and fake smiles.

youre rudely awakened by your alarm at around eight am, set the night before so you could get ready for the day ahead. you get up from bed, struggling to not check your notifications and messages on your phone before making your way to your on suite bathroom. in there you do your usual morning routine, rinsing off your body in the shower and doing your facial routine at the sink.

once youre finished, you head over to your closet to pick out an outfit when youre phone starts ringing. you see the caller id is max, and you swipe on the green to answer. "hello? you get up ths early too?"

"nah, but i had a feeling you would be. seem like the early bird type." max's voice drawls through the phone, still deep with the effects of sleep. "are you up at the asscrack of dawn because youre excited or because youre used to it?"

you laugh slightly, flipping through your pants and your skirts. "a bit of both, actually. my parents always made me get up really early so i know i have time to do everything. but the sunrise is also pretty."

max's voice laughs through the phone. "thats a good reason, ill admit. personally i like the sunset better."

"then i guess we've come to an empasse..." your voice trails off, finally finding a suitable outfit for looking nice but also being comfy while you walk around. "im about to get dressed, should i call you back?"

"nope put me on speaker, we've got things to talk about before we go shopping today." he states. youre confused, but put the speaker on anyway, giving him the go ahead to start talking.

"alright, youve probably already guessed this because you seem smart, but we all kinddd of want something from you." his bluntness makes you giggle.

"want something? from me? i sure hope its not my money." you joke, smiling as you hear his playful scoff from the phone.

"trust me, we're covered on that front. it was really julien and monets idea to bring you into the group, which congrats for getting in at the speed of light, by the way. i wasnt expecting any new additions considering weve all been mostly best friends for years."

this was monets idea?, you think to yourself as you finally wiggle into your clothing. there was a bit of a connection last night, but you didnt think it was strong enough for someone as seemingly impassive as her to start indoctrinating you into her friend group.

"what do you mean by mostly? you all seemed close from what i saw." you question.

max sighs through the phone, telling you that you might have guessed wrong. "its...a bit complicated. ill explain more of it later. my dads are calling me for breakfast. by the way, do you want me to pick you up later? i dont mind."

"sure, i want to hear all of the group secrets on the way there, though." you joke, laughing harder when he gives a fake laugh through the phone before saying your goodbyes.

after youve gotten dressed and made sure you had everything, you head downstairs to get a quick morning snack before the drive.

after grabbing your quick bite, youre stopped in your tracks by the sight of your mother in the doorway. she's wearing sportswear and her skin is slightly sweaty, meaning she just came back from her morning run. she eyes the food in your hand and you scoff, brushing past her to the front door.

for the next few minutes you stand in front of your home, scrolling through your socials and lightly listening to music until a honk makes you jerk your head up. in front of the sidewalk sits a very nice white car, with a smiling brunette boy looking straight at you.

"hurry up! i dont wanna hear audrey badger me for being late." he yells, making you match his bright smile. you get comfortable in the front seat, already vibing with the song he has playing from his spotify and the sweet smell of his car.

"do you really use a jelly bean air freshener?"

"i needed one that fit my personality."

"ah, i was wondering why i liked you so much."

throughout the drive to the mall, you get closer and laugh more with max, showing each other your favorite songs and laughing at each others lip syncing. after a few minutes, you finally ask him the question thats been on your mind.

"what did you mean earlier when you said you all...mostly got along?"

he stares straight at the road for a few seconds, the corner of his lips quirking up. "do you still talk to the people youve known since you were little? and i mean really little-preschool age."

you think about it beofre shaking you head. because of your parents frequent moving, you didnt make any solid connections. hopefully that would change soon.

"well youre kinda lucky. it sounds great when youre young to be best friends forever but in high school people...change. it starts slowly at first but it gets more noticable. i mean, when we were kids aki was like the mediator of the group, but now hes more impassive. audrey was the mother hen but now shes more overbearing, the list goes on." he rants, his voice sounding more melancholic as he goes on. "dont get me wrong, i love my friends but...everythings changing."

you nod along as he talks about his worries, giving him someone to vent to and taking in all of the information hes telling you.

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max parks and you both make your way to the entrance, and he laughs at the look on your face when he says next time you should use the subway.

once inside, the rest of your new group of "friends" come up to you both.

"yn! i hope you made it here alright, hopefully max didnt talk your ear off on the way here." aki says, standing in front of you hand in hand with audrey, who smiles at you.

"youre just soo funny, menzies. you really should pursue a career in comedy." max jokes dryly, punching his friend in the arm playfully. as they start a playful arument, audrey takes your hand and pulls you over to where her and julien were standing.

"its so nice to see you again, yn," julien greets you and takes your arm in hers, audrey taking the one on your other side, "todays gonna be so fun, i promise. monet and luna are over in gucci, but i was thinking of heading over to saks..."

"why dont we meet them in gucci? then we can all shop together..." you suggest, your voice trailing off when you catch the look max is giving you in the corner of your eye.

julien smiles, tugging you along.

you get to the store, eyeing the collection of clothing, purses, and shoes. after a few seconds of looking around, your eyes connect with monets from across the store.

luna is next to her, the noirette talking lowly while shes observing a heel in her hand. but monets eyes stay on you, humming along to whatever shes saying-

"i think this would look pretty on you, yn," audreys soft voice yanks you out of your trance, holding up a cropped coat up to your chest, observing it from all angles.

"yeah, you're right. but its still august, isnt it a little too soon for a coat?"

"it'll get cold quick." monets voice pops up from the other side of audrey, startling you a bit. "didnt you live in maine previously? i wouldve thought all they had was lobsters and snow."

"i traveled with my parents in the winter months often, so i didnt feel the cold. but there were some perks of living there. a lot less...trash."

monets eyes widen and audrey barely stifles a laugh at your comment, the former slightly glaring at the two of you. audrey composes herself quickly.

"monet is right, once it hits late september the temperature starts dropping quick. youre buying it." audrey thrusts the piece of clothing in your hand, starting to look for more in the expensive collection.

monet still stands in front of you, smiling at you with an emotion in her eyes you cant quite place. but if you had to guess, it was nothing good for you.

"what do you want from me?" your bluntness shocks her out of her stupor, the girl crossing her hands on her chest.

"why do you think i want something from you?"

"lets not act coy. i just got here and your merry little band is trying to make me feel as if ive been here for years, and i know you have something to do with it."

she continues to smile at you, tapping her manicured finger on her arm. "and just why would i do something like that? i dont even know you."

alright, this was just pissing you off. "look, im not gonna turn into one of your little pawns. so whatever dumb ass game you're playing, leave me out of it."

"oh, yn," she sighs, bringing her hand up smooth her soft hand down your face, "you're already on the board. and trust me, when the time comes for choosing, youll wanna be on our side. now, lets go shopping, hm?"

you open your mouth to rebuttal but she shuts you up with a wave of her hand, moving directly to your left to loop your arms together and continue walking through the store.

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despite some hesitance brought on by your inherent suspicion and monets ominous words, you will admit you had some fun with the group at the mall and going around to see the sights of new york.

but maxs comment from the car rung in your head often, and you noticed how they all had little groups within them. monet and luna mostly stayed to themselves if they weren't getting julien picture perfect for a picture. said julien really only seemed to connect with audrey, talking to obie but his face looked...conflicted?

during your observation your eyes yet again catch on monets, who just gives you a little smile and a wave.

you had a feeling this wouldnt end well for you.

eventually the sun starts to set and conversations start to dull, with julien suggesting you all come to her place and chill and to record some stuff for her instagram. julien calls her drivers to pick you up, but because of the uneven number, someone is going to have to sit by themselv-

"join me in the second car. i wanna talk." monet whispers from behind you, causing a shiver to go down your spine at the sudden nature of it and her closeness. intrigued you oblige, crawling into the back of the suv behind her and settling in.

its quiet for a handful of seconds, only the faint noise of the city and the moving car surrounding you.

"what do your parents do?"

the question throws you off. you would have thought she had done extensive digging on your history.

"theyre in the investing business. they just look to colleges with the most promising alumni and fund their programs. guess they also invest in start up businesses. but frankly i dont care and want nothing to do with it, and im confused at why you're asking me this."

she sighs, as if debating if she wants to speak - or really if she doesnt. she closes her eyes and rubs one of her temples with her fingers before pushing what she wants to say out.

"im asking because i want you on my side. everyone treats me like im just one of juliens dumb followers and that what i do is a joke but its not. i want to actually do something and make a business for myself, thats why i push her so hard. i dont want to join my familys company and i can tell you dont either."

you nod along to her words, not going to ignore her opening up to you. "buttt what do you need me on your side for? are you going to start some kind of war or..."

"i love julien, i really do. we've known each other since before we started teething. but shes changing and becoming this...sentimental wannabe good girl and i know eventually shes gonna leave me and my management in the dust. when it happens i need something to fall back on."

"so what, you do all of this shit for me just to be your back up plan?"

"i did it because i need to trust you. and i need you to trust me." she states, looking you dead in the eyes. you can see the sincerity in her eyes, and you hope its real because if not she was a really good liar. "besides, i know alll about what happened at your last school. you may try to act like some impassive above it, all cool girl attitude, but i know we're a lot more alike than you think."

your heart stops the same time the car does. the sincerity is still there, but nows its sinister. manipulative. and if you were being honest, kinda hot.

"think about what i said. and dont mention this to the others, ok?" monet composes herself, getting out from over you when the door is opened and youre still frozen in place.

you're snapped back into reality when she grabs your hand and helps you out, pressing her shoulder to yours as you walk into the lobby of juliens building. you dont know whether to be scared or excited when she whispers in your ear again.

"it can be our first little secret."

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this. took me forever. and kicked my ass. but season two is here so i rushed. id appreciate any feedback bc ik the plot right now feels messy but hope yall enjoyed anyway <333

[rottenlittlefink]

The Bible (Bearble…?) literally said “WOE to him who drinketh the blood of the last unicorn, for he shall become a beautiful and eternal being” but of course the bears only heard “beautiful and eternal being”

[akumarchi]

"There are two kinds of light – the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures." Sometimes we fool ourselves comparing a situation or a person to light , thinking it's bright and that we're enlighting ourselves when in reality we're just burning ourselves trying to reach the unreachable, attaign the unattainable. In fear of darkness and continuously avoiding it , avoiding what appear to be dangerous and suffocating, we let ourselves suffer from burns over and over again. Holding on few memories,few hopes , the few moments that seem bearble in order to not let go . Allowing ourselves to endlessly be consumed,afflicted,in order to not lose that light. A light so bright and suffocating that even more than causing distress , disarray, make us want to seek comfort in darkness and it's mysterious depths but shines the right amount from time to time to catch some breath and make us hope that whatever harms we've been through is over and only to repeat the process and trap us in a loop where even the thought of being doomed by the maddening confort of darkness appears as a refreshing escape. A bitter sweet situation where we lose our minds and ourselves ,but could get rid of the pain. A no win situation where i have to endure unbearable pain , that's what cost me to meet and know a person as bright as light or at least what others consider him as. Wherever you are, whatever you do,I Hope you're enjoying your glares

[cut-me-and-call-me-yours]

THE CRAZIES (1978)

This movie was a jarring clusterfuck of sound and plot lines. The viewpoint keeps switching back and forth between characters in a messy way, which almost gave me whiplash at times. Half the time I was cringing at the acting and the other half I was angry, shouting at my phone on why everyone in this movie seemed to have not a single vain cell. I think that if the Trixie virus was shown to be more dangerous than what it was (pusjing its victums into true insanity), it would have been much more bearble. Infuriating movie, in my opinion

[brojorts]

bearble

[luna-valness]

Umbrella Academy

So I just saw Umbrella Academy and it started nice kinda spiraled toward the end. It pissed me off so much that our side trio, Cha-Cha, Hazel and Agnes, always got more done in their limited screentime than the whole cast did in sooo many episodes. Honestly two sentences from the side trio moved their plot line while an entire episode did nothing for the main plot. Like how???? Now I only loved Number 5 with everything that I am, I adore our grumpy old man. BEN, BEN, BEN that is all. Our side trio was amazing, including the love story that came with it. Grace and the Handler were my cool gals. Allison was bearable (when she wasnt in the same room as Luther) as was Klaus, and I liked his little lil Vietnam moment. Child Diego was nice, and his relationship with Grace and Klaus was cute, besides that unimportant. Luther added nothing, he sucked and he is unrelenting and dumb. Vanya was utterly unbearable, no redeeming qualities, also boring and given no chance to be a better character. The Old Man an obvious asshole, but honestly never truly hated him except for the silent room scenes with child Vanya, however I hated child Vanya as well so it was conflicting, and the mausoleum scene with Klaus actually killed me. They all had some nice moments, and I do see potential in their characters but I just couldn't handle most of them by the end. It was stupid, pathetic character cliches and moments that didn't mean anything. The flashback's where well done (even though one or two felt unnecessary) and soundtrack was fantastic. Number 5 was honestly everything to me and Ben I adored him so much. Like what a good kid and so sad I wanted him to be alive every second. All the scenes with Number 5 in the future just made me want the show to be about him and his apocalypse experience. I would have felt so much for him, in his loneliness and solitude, but nah I got daddy issues THE SHOW, where literally only one sibling ever grew up and he was alone in a desolate world. Kay Im out

[no-baths-for-stan]

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answered here :)

(thanks for the ask, all of today’s nice asks mean a lot to me

[rossothelioma]

can't say i like seeing staff act in on the joke and join in on calling this a 'hellsite' amid a large portion of the userbase receiving porn videos from bots directly in their askbox

[catboyminato]

sure he may be trying to kill everyone now but at least he doesn’t have to wear this unfashionable outfit anymore

[bullagit]

i’ve pre-ordered the finn comic... just like 2 weeks to go, idk how i’m gonna fuckin live

it’s incredible how low my standards are for decent post-tlj finn content, there’s such a low bar to even meet for me to consider this comic not as bad as it could have been

[multimoose]

@quartlet​ liked !

                    𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓    𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒    𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐋    𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑    summoned    visage,    blood    moon    mask    tilted    over    the    demon’s    hidden    face.    This    is    not    the    first    time    that    Khada    Jhin    had    summoned    Them,    &    certainly,    it    won’t    be    the    LAST.    Kalista    knows    he    is    a    show    -    off,    likes    to    kill    just    for    the    sake    of    killing    .    .    .    a    waste,    at    times,    but    She    still    enjoys    working    at    his    SIDE.    There    is    an    artistic    twist    to    his    sacrifices    that    make    them    almost    bearble,    at    times.    If    only    he    were    to    close    his    mouth,    once    in    a    while    —    but    She    would    never    say    that    aloud    to    HIM.

                    ❛   𝑱𝒉𝒊𝒏.    ❜                    A    familiar    greeting,    one    between    old    friends    (    or    perhaps    enemies    :    Kalista    was    undecided    yet    on    the    Cult    ).    Kalista’s    voice    is    cool,    the    overlapping    of    many    within    one,    &    as    she    retracts    a    spear    from    behind,    she    leans    onto    it,    a    momentary    rest    before    what    she    is    sure    will    be    a    SLAUGHTER.                    ❛    𝑫𝒐    𝒚𝒐𝒖    𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆    𝒂𝒏    𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈    𝒇𝒐𝒓    𝑼𝒔    ?    ❜

[justindoormat25]

Frathouse trampling 2: the floor is lava

Danny cried and the others laughed and staterd pushing him. He fell on the floor and Jesse stepped on him. I could not move because two students stood on me, one on my chest and the other on my stomach. “Everybody on a slave” jesse shouted and the guys all ran towards me and Danny and there were stnding four guys on me and three on Danny. The pain was bearble for me but i don’t know how danny took it. Group trampling scares me, men go further because they don’t want to seem weak in front of their friends, peer pressure and all.... jesse shouted: the floor is lava and everybody laughed and cheered....

They had a plan, the whole hall had a lava floor and they had to useme and Danny to try and cross it. I was to go first and had to lie on my back whilst seven guys started to step on me. Jesse started and stepped on my head, hos boots crushing my nose, a fat kid stepped on my chest, another on my stomach and the kid with the new balance on my crotch. Thet pushed them further though, because four more people had to stand on me. I found it difficult to breathe with four persons on the upper part of me and three on my legs. They had difficulty standing so they grinded me a lot.

Danny had to lay his head against my head and jesse walked to his feet. The fat kid wore timberland boots and he stood on my face before stepping on danny and he hurt my nose so it started to bleed. The kid with the new balance stood on my face as well and his sole had my blood on it. He just wipe it off on danny’s body and they continued moving from me to danny.

Next i had to lay with my feet at danny’s feet and jesse jumped and landed on my crotch... I was in so much pain that I rolled but two persons were already on me. Jesse had trouble standing so he jumped and landed on my chest and I felt a crack. I must have broken a rib. The pain was enourmous and when the fat kid with the timberlands stood on me i nearly passed out. Luckily he moved on but then the new balance kid stood on it balancing dificultly and the pain was too much, I passed out. They did not notice and continued the game. The found out when everyone stood on danny and I did not move.

“Well, lts bring the doormat back” jesse said and he opened his fly. He peed in my face and all the guys were filming this. The fat kid did so too and I came too. The y took turns in standing on my chest, some of them jerking, others pissing. Mywhole body was covered in footprints, blood, bruisings, piss and cumwhen master sam came to pick me up.

He was very angry with me for being broken and complained about how much money he was going to loose. He whipped me for punishment and then took me home.