#DO YOU NOW UNDERSTAND WHY THIS QUOTE DRIVES ME INSANE

[aureentuluva70]

Everybody needs to stop what they are doing and watch this now. Do it for the chills.

[cornertheculprit]

sorry i'm copying and pasting the krisnix quotes that drive me insane from that ask i answered because i wanted them separate and also they DRIVE ME INSANE: "...you look well, phoenix wright." "you, too...gavin."/"i killed a man named "smith" with a bottle because i am an evil human being. ...isn't that enough?" "(...not for me, it isn't. i need to know why you did it, gavin.)"/"for seven years we've been friends... ...and yet, i still don't understand you." "but wright, your "friendship" toward me was never pure. ...you suspected me then as you still do now, don't you?" "...honestly, right now, i'm not sure what i think."/"...after that, he was killed. and i asked you to help me. ...because i remembered your kindness back when everyone had turned on me."

[starrypen]

⋇⊶⊰ BY(E) THE BOOK ⊱⊷⋇

pairing: boyf!jeonghyeon x fem!reader

genre: smut

summary: jeonghyeon is curious about the book you’ve been breathing heavily over for the past 10 minutes. once he gets his hands on it, he understands why, and must find a way to prove to you that he’s just as good as fiction. it’s a shame your fun gets cut short.

warnings: quotes are taken from the spanish love deception, pet names, fingering, reader “tastes” herself, power play, cut short.

a/n: the lack of jeonghyeon smut is driving me insane, i had to write one for myself

attempting to pry the book out of your hands, jeonghyeon grabbed it by the spine, a devilish smile on his face.

“why won’t you let me see?” he complained, almost pouting, “if it’s not that bad, why won’t you let me read it?” he repeated.

“because,” you removed your thumbs one at a time from the pages they were trapped between, “it’s private!”

“i could go and pick this one up from the bookstore in town,” he laughed, refusing to let go.

“don’t you have a meeting soon?” you asked, trying to change the subject.

“in fifteen minutes,” it didn’t work, his grip becoming stronger.

you sighed, maybe even grunted, in frustration. the book slipped through your sweaty hand and was suddenly at the sole discretion of your boyfriend. his slender fingers located the magnetic bookmark at the top of the book and quickly opened it to the page. you wanted to escape but you knew you’d have to face the consequences at some point.

““i should lay you there and fuck you deep and slow”” he quoted, a slight bit of judgement to his reading. “i didn’t realise books could be so… horny,” he looked at you for confirmation before reading on. ““i felt his hard length against my ass” seriously?” he asked, looking at you once again, this time closing the book and tossing it to the end of the bed. he took in your response, you shifted a little and averted your eyes, he expected no different. “do you enjoy that?” he asked, a little too casually for you to even consider lying to him.

“it’s not the best literature in the world, but yes,” you rolled your eyes, not that he could see. “please don’t make this weirder than it already is by asking me anything else” you sighed a second time, turning over to face him, hoping your pleading eyes would convince him.

“there’s a lot i want to know… but…” you raised a brow as he spoke, “but let me ask just one more question.”

you nodded apprehensively. you knew by his tone that is was nothing too embarrassing.

“do you ever read it wishing it was you?” he asks.

you furrow your brows and jolt your head back, as if he’d just sneezed in your face.

“i mean, even if they are just two fictional characters, it’s still kinda hot, no?” he pressed, “and i know it was turning you on.”

suddenly, you felt tiny under his gaze. you wanted to touch yourself, even just thinking about the book, and maybe how jeonghyeon could treat you just like the guy in the book does.

“am i right, angel?” he asked, his arm coming over you and pinning you under it.

you hummed sheepishly.

“show me,” his lips met yours, brushing against your own as he spoke again, “show me how turned on it made you.” his hand now caressed your side, still holding you to the bed.

you nodded, only wanting to please him, “how?”

he took his hand from your side and grabbed yours, guiding it to your shorts. you took them off without giving it any second thought, your panties coming off too.

“can i touch you?” he asked, as if he hadn’t made you feel good thousands of times before.

“please,” you begged.

the coldness of his hand fingers hit your core, or maybe it was overwhelming pleasure from the feeling of his slender digits against your pussy.

“fuck, you’re so wet,” he seemed to rush to kiss you again, leaning in quickly only to bring his fingers to your lips instead. he traced over them before you let him put them in your mouth, tasting your own wetness. and as soon as he romoved them, he’d replaced them with his tongue, wanting to taste you just as much as you had. meanwhile, his fingers worked your pussy, teasing your clit and occasionally slipping one finger inside of you as he kissed you.

by the feeling of his hardening cock against your thigh, you knew jeonghyeon was getting far too into this for someone who had to be out of the house in a few minutes. with your hands at his shoulders, you pushed him away from you.

“haven’t you got a meeting to be at?” you giggled, the boy already stripping himself of the t-shirt he’d only just put on. you sat up, running your fingernail down his chiselled torso. “hmm?” you probed.

he threw his hand back and groaned, supporting himself with his hands. “you’re right, but i know i won’t be able to stop thinking about you the whole time.”

you heard the boy rambling, but you couldn’t help yourself. your lips pressed against the bare skin on his chest. he looked down at you, scoffing at your selfishness but not once complaining. you created a pattern with your kisses, leading you down, over his abs.

“i really need to go,” he moaned, despite not making an effort to move from under your lips.

they teased at jeonghyeon’s navel, his head falling back in both pleasure and anticipation.

“fuck,” you heard him moan under his breath.

you smiled against his torso before continuing the trail of kissing, down, almost reaching his waistband, when you felt his hand gently caress your hair. you look up towards him, his eyes meeting yours unexpectedly. it was like a heavy blow of lust, combined with the perfect amount of love and adoration.

“angel,” you sat up again upon hearing the pet name, “you know i love you, but can we finish this later?” he asked, defeated by the timing.

“fine,” you rolled your eyes with an understanding smile as you watched your boyfriend put his shirt on again.

he stretched his legs over the bed before sorting himself out in front of the long length mirror, throwing his bag over his head. “oh,” he turned, “and i’ll be taking this with me,” he picked up the book he’d dismissed a few moments ago and slipped it into his bag, “can’t have you getting turned on by a man that isn’t me!”

[mesillusionssousecstasy]

The Fall of the House of Usher : Quotes

"- And if anyone, anyone comes after us, we will exhaust our arsenal until the threat's neutralized. - By neutralized, do you mean sued into oblivion, taken out of the Board, out of the will, on the streets... - Neutralized. Like dead. (Episode 1)

"- Algorithms aren't high tech. They've been around since antiquity. An algorithm is just a finite sequence of all defined instructions to solve a problem, or perform a computation." (Episode 2)

"- Nothing worth having is ever easy." (Episode 2)

"- It's better, I promise, in the moment just before than in the moment after." (Episode 2)

"- We need to talk because when people ask, there are some things you absolutely cannot say." (Episode 3)

"- That's why we've a charity wing, so you paste someone's face on it." (Camille - Episode 3)

"- We remember that he did it, so he did it." (Episode 3)

"- Because opportunity doesn't give a fuck what you're going through." (Episode 3)

"- That's why they hate us. Not because we grabbed the opportunity, but because they didn't." (Episode 3)

"- Like, I make video games, you know? (Leo) - You don't make video games. You give money to people who make video games. No, no. An idea is nothing. An idea is fart that your brain makes. But if you patent an idea, well, then it's an asset. (Camille - Episode 3)

"- You're gonna do the smart thing and go back to your crossword puzzle or else I'll have you fired and sued." (Episode 3)

"- What's a six-letter word for "fucked"?" (Episode 3)

"- I'm gonna need you to tell me who the fuck you think you are." (Episode 3)

"- I can hear Camille's voice in my head right now. "Satin is silk for poor people, no one should wear it to a funeral, unless they died in it." Fuck's sake." (Leo - Episode 4)

"- The other go-to coping mechanism in my family. It's when you direct your more intense reactions towards something or someone that doesn't feel threatening. So you get to react and be angry, be abusive, be violent, even, but you don't risk significant consequences." (Episode 4)

"- Denial, displacement, projection." (Episode 4)

" - But see, I wanted something better. Something better for him. For all of them." (Episode 4)

"- A trait of mine that seemed to skip them somehow... sublimation. That is something that is one of the few coping mechanisms that's considered positive. Sublimation is when a person chooses to redirect strong emotions into an object or an activity that's appropriate and safe. So, instead of lashing out at your employees, you pour your energy into kickbox..." (Episode 4)

"- You drive a car like that, you make a statement. About who you are, where you're going, and how you get there." (Episode 4)

"- Now, let's get a drink, huh? It's gotta be noon somewhere." (Roderick - Episode 4)

"- Something in coke for you? You don't want the designer stuff. It's too dangerous." (Leo - Episode 4)

"- Are you mistaking me for a civilian? I'm not a fucking civilian." (Frederik - Episode 4)

"- You're not who I thought you were. Smart girls are only sex until they don't wanna fuck you, and then they're competition, and then what do you do? You take them down a peg." (Episode 5)

"- It's an opportunity. He's underestimated you. That's a gift. A failure of imagination. He sees you as formidable, he locks down, closes ranks, shuts the doors, battens the hatches. You are a face, you're not a mouthpiece, so just smile and shut the fuck up." (Episode 5)

"- Look, I'm shit at preambles. I made a life by getting to the point, so..." (Episode 5)

"- Why is this happening? - Life is insane. It is madness. The sooner you understand that, the better off you'll be." (Episode 6)

"- Reality's not what it used to be. All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. For example.... As those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. (Roderick) - Grandpa, are you okay? (Lenore) - I am. I'm fine. I'm just... It's been quite a week." (Roderick - Episode 6)

"- Men have called me mad But the question is not yet settled. As to whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence." (Episode 6)

"- Shut your mouth, get your shit together. The fuck is wrong with you?" (Episode 6)

"- I don't know anything about anything." (Episode 6)

"- Men are as stupid as they are simple. You're better off. Oh, my God, my first husband. I thought I missed him, but that was just this temporary insanity. This burp your heart goes through. He was fun to ride. Boy. Men, when they think they're immortal, all they want to do is fuck. When they figure out they're going to die, all they want to do is fuck. (Madeline - Episode 6)

"- You don't have to be a tyrant, but if you don't want to be consistently cruel, then you have to be sufficiently brutal at least once to establish authority." (Episode 7)

"- Everything has a price. Every negotiation's a point of entry. Every deal is simply an expression of will. Mutual will." (Episode 7)

"- You're a collection of impeccable, elaborate masks in orbit of a stunted heart. And I understand. You find an adversary, you kill them. You find a hurdle, you jump it or dismantle it. You find a locked door, you pry it open." (Episode 7)

"- Don't be stupid. Can you imagine what that would look like? My own wife trying to get off my own drug. It's a PR nightmare." (Roderick - Episode 7)

"- All soaked with feelings of absolute desperation and dread." (Episode 7)

"- Basically, the closest analogy I can think of is a fish being pulled out of water, only at least the fish gets to die." (Roderick - Episode 7)

"- So, I will take there years of hell over a lifetime with you." (Juno - Episode 7)

"- He and I share that as well. We both understand that... language in its highest expression is musical. What's a poem, after all, if not a safe space for a difficult truth. So there is a limit. (Verna) - No, it's not a limit, it's a standard." (Episode 8)

"- I don't want it, any of it, if it involves serving at some man's pleasure." (Madeline - Episode 8)

"- One of my favorite things about human beings. Starvation, poverty, disease, you could fix all that, just with money. But everyone loves something. And that love there's collateral. (Verna) - No. I have no collateral. Collateral is leverage. And I won't be leveraged. No man or woman has leveraged me in 70 years of life. And I'm not going to cede that ground, not this close to the end." (Arthur Pym - Episode 8)

[youremyheaven]

AHEM. I WILL BEGIN MY INFODUMP ON THE FREAKINESS OF SOLAR MEN NOW. this is just a pt. 1 because idk how y'all will take this so um i'll just to do the most tame stuff rn.

to preface i'm a lunar woman down & a masochistic sub. that's relevant bc all of my exes are solar doms who happen to also just be doms in the bedroom TT. and i need y'all to remember that when you read this bc all of this is consensual & i dont want to paint it as otherwise because like i said i'm not here to slander them!

anyways so to start these men get off so much to psychological & physical domming of others. literally anything that falls into this category of domming they're into - roughing you up, degradation, wildly imbalanced power play etc.

the weirdest part abt it is that they can sense submission in others from the get-go. despite all my solar exes being doms surprisingly i've never met them off any bdsm dating sites/apps. i met them all in an organic very meet-cute kind of way and yet when we get into the relationship eventually and reflect on our early days like talking abt things like our 1st impressions they will alw admit they could sense that i was submissive from the jump. so that's another thing they can smell that on you immediately.

so i'm going to talk about my latest ex specifically bc i think he exemplifies what i'm most trying to get at here. he's a uphal moon, krittika asc, and pbp sun. and like all my other exes he was a dom too but he took it to lengths i had yet to seen till him.

1st of all solar men's sex drive is insane. mind you no joke i'm clinically a hypersexual myself but it's a lot trying to keep up with them omg. they constantly want it and will shamelessly go for it. it seems almost unconscious to them even (e.x. feeling you up mindlessly)? so with my last ex we were fucking like rabbits so much that it got to the point where i exclusively wore dresses and skirts around him because it was just easier. and we eventually agreed to have me forgo wearing anything underneath if we were hanging at his or my place tg because it was kind of like ... what's the point? we're just gonna end up rolling around with each other at some point today💀

that's why when you said that you love sex i felt so seen because im the same way. it quite literally feels like turning my brain off and i get so dopey happy and calm afterwards like it'll put me straight to sleep. i get rly whiny and sad if i go even a day without soooo stay strong sister you will get through this

anyways a lot of semi-public sex too with solars. like in the car before events, in bathrooms if we can sneak away from said events etc. and they get turned on really easily like it's just not difficult to get them in the mood if they're not already in the mood. solar men also rly like the whole daddy/dad thing. you can literally see their whole face perk up when you acknowledge them in that regard. i cant speak on ddlg specifically because that's not for me personally but in my experience with my exes they've explained the whole daddy/dad kink as just feeding into their powerplay kink so that's how i've come to understand it for them.

the last thing i'll touch on for now (that is if i ever decide to be brave enough to continue sharing with y'all ummmm) is impact play! they seem to like this kind of thing. but not in the way i've seen it manifest for other naks like not in the same way it's depicted in 50 shades of grey for e.x. - in fact i think that guy is a mercurial so def different. solar men are a lot more fun with it. like when they spank you, gag you, slap you etc. it's not rly because they're trying to discipline you or quote on quote teach you a lesson or punish you. it's just bc it's fun to them to see you in that position and it thus feeds into their ego (which is i think at the root of why they like the kind of sex they like. it's an ego thing ultimately) - and personally i'm the type i'm in a giggling fit when i'm getting roughed up like that so it's truly just two ppl having fun and getting off in a weird grossish way one another.

thank you for sharing this 😳I miss sex more than ever and now I'm also intrigued by the idea of banging a Solar man 😳😤

[sarascamander]

If you love Kit and Ty, you HAVE to read the Adventure of Holloway Holmes — it gives the EXACT VIBE of KitTy. I'm not even kidding. We have two wannabe sleuths absolutely pining for each other, crimes to solve, amazing banters, and just so much more! One of the similarities:

1. The main character is Jack Moreno who Kit wished he was. I LOVE KIT but Jack stole my heart in a way he didn't lmao. They both are sarcastic, hilarious, independent and undeniably in love with their partner in crime. Honestly, being in Jack's head is one of the best experiences of my love. It's so fun!

I wanted to close my eyes. I wanted to smack my head against the steering wheel. Off the top of my head, I could make a list: some fairly good weed, a lot of addies, condoms (not that those were illegal), unopened vapes (those were), this rare tentacle porn manga that Ty Bryce had paid me for but asked me to hold on to. After I got out of prison in thirty years, I already knew, Dad was going to make me have a super awkward sex talk.

2. And Holmes aka H (as Jack fondly nicknamed because Holloway Holmes is such a posh name in his humble opinion) is so precious!!!! I want to wrap him in a blanket burrito even though he is actually capable of breaking my arm without blinking. But god! Someone needs to take care of him. Although it's never been specified in the book, I'm 80% sure he's autistic. Either that or he was badly abused (which he was). He reminded me of Ty by the way he speaks and acts.

I examined his face. Then I gave him a smile. He was doing a Holmes thing, not looking me in the eye, so I moved my head until he was. This was something we’d been working on.

3. You know how Kit will suddenly drift to a paragraph of how beautiful Ty is? Well, Jack Moreno might give Kit a run for his money (he's so obsessed with H's knuckles and the thousands of shades of gold in his hair, it's embarrassing)

He made a frustrated noise. Then he smiled. The expression was a little stiff; he wasn’t used to doing it, and it was another of those things that he was self-conscious about. I’d read about people who get up at two or three in the morning—on vacation, no less, when they’re in Hawaii—and then they drive hours and hours, and all of it is to see the sunrise from this one specific spot, and I thought, Come to Utah if you want something worth your time

Context: they're in Utah. Jack basically said that Holmes' smile is prettier than the sunrise!! 😩

4. Their relationship is literally so pure and one of the things that get me insane about them is their communication!! They always worked hard to communicate with each other and sort things out it's so satisfying to read!!

“I lied,” Holmes said, but he still wasn’t looking me in the eye. “I am angry with you.” “I guessed.” “I don’t want to do this right now.” “It’s good practice."

5. Their banter is *chef kiss*

“I’ll tell him it’s a sex thing.” “Good,” Holmes said. “He’ll be pleased that all your hours of mindless pornography are finally paying dividends.” My jaw legit dropped. “H!” “Desk, please.” “That was so amazingly bitchy.” “Desk.” “And, like, also kind of evil. Which I loved.”

And there are literally hundreds of reasons to read this trilogy if you are craving for Kit and Ty. And although their vibes are similar, they are also their own people. And words can't say how much I adore them. The story and relationship is really beautifully written. I honestly don't care much about the crime but I'm obsessed with these two

Some of my favourites quotes:

He sat there in silhouette, head down. I knew the curve of his spine. I knew the span of his shoulders. Anywhere, I thought. I could be anywhere and know you

“You are my soul, Jack Moreno. I do not know why John Watson wrote his stories that way, why he wrote himself so small, when he was so much more. I do not think I will ever understand. But I do not want to know what I would be without you.”

I knew that he was something more than me, something vast and wonderful that I could only touch the edges of. But for someone like me, the edge was enough—just a glimpse was enough. And, more importantly for right now, I knew what he sounded like when he’d been hurt, the quality of his breathing, because I’d hurt him in a way few people ever had. Which was why, in those rare midnight hours when I could be honest with myself, I knew it was better this way, as friends. Because I didn’t deserve him

“But he was so much more. Sherlock Holmes was a brilliant detective, Jack. He would have been that regardless of other circumstances. But he was a good man—he was a happy man—because of John Watson.”

“What do you say to that, I wanted to know. What am I supposed to say? What do you want me to say? But what I was really asking was, How am I supposed to do this again? I barely survived the first time; what am I supposed to do when you leave me again?”

I had seen, this spring, jacaranda blossoms so pale they were almost blue, trembling with the breath of the mountains. I had seen, when I'd been twelve, a foil of goldfinches flocking against the crushed dusk. I had seen a shooting star once, thinning across the sky like combed silver. And I had seen Holloway Holmes smile.

There's so much but I don't want to spam so I really hope you give it a try!!

[likelylarks]

hey friends i’ve gone insane :) here’s over 1500 words discussing that quote from the last days of judas iscariot in relation to daniel

(why didn’t you make me good enough so that you could have loved me?)

and no one wants the diatribe but you’re getting it anyway! the last days of daniel ricciardo :)

the first place to start is with context! 

daniel moved from carlin racing in 2009 to tech 1 in 2010; tech 1 was the team that ran the red bull juniors in formula renault 3.5; as a note, daniel only lost out on the championship that year by 2 points. when daniel tested for rbr at the young driver’s test from 1-3 december 2009, he clocked the fastest time of the test by over a second. christian suggested that daniel might replace his 2010 world series teammate brendon hartley as the team’s test and reserve driver (they ended up sharing the responsibilities). 

at the young driver’s testing in 2010, daniel dominated the event (again!) and clocked a lap that was 1.3 seconds faster than seb vettel’s f1 qualifying lap from the saturday before. just days after this testing, daniel was confirmed as toro rosso’s test and reserve driver for 2011 and he would race in the first free practice session of every race weekend. 

on 30 june 2011, daniel was contracted to hispania racing by rbr to finish out the rest of the 2011 season. on 14 december 2011, daniel was confirmed to drive for toro rosso for the 2012 season and he was re-signed for the 2013 season the next year. 

daniel replaced mark webber at rbr at the start of the 2014 season to race alongside seb. in his debut race with rbr, daniel qualified 2nd and maintained that position throughout the entire race. (he was later dsq because his car was ruled to have exceeded the mandated hourly fuel flow rate limit; rbr’s appeal was rejected by the international court of appeal and the dsq held). daniel beat seb in the 2014 season, getting three victories, and was the ONLY non-mercedes driver to win a race in 2014, and finished third in the championship. 

in 2015, the development of the car suffered and it only really performed at slow/twisty high downforce tracks and in the rain; daniel still got two podiums that year. in 2016, the car was much more competitive and daniel took home a significant number of podiums (most wins/podiums he lost out on were due to rbr/mechanic silliness). notably, after he finished 2nd in germany, he performed a shoey for the first time. he once again took third in the driver’s championship. 

in 2017, daniel won his fifth grand prix, finished on the podium five times in a row, and then three times in a row; he held fourth in the championship for most of the season but finished fifth because of retirements in three of the last four races. in 2018, daniel never finished below p6, took home 2 victories, and tied for most retirements in the season (8 in total, 7 of which were mechanical failures and one was baku). he got four fastest laps and finished sixth in the championship. 

and that’s just the racing context! daniel drove the car that christian and geri took from the church after their wedding! daniel was over at their house all the time! christian still talks about how good of a driver daniel is and how incredible his performances at red bull were! christian also still doesn’t understand why daniel left. 

so now to the last days of judas iscariot; the part of the script that the seminal line comes from goes like this,,,

Jesus: I’m right here.

Judas: I would have never believed that you could have left me.

Jesus: I never left you.

Judas: That you didn’t love me.

Jesus: I do love you,

Judas: Why . . . didn’t you make me good enough . . . so that you could’ve loved me?

Jesus: ... Please take my hands, Judas. Please.

Judas: Where are they?

Jesus: Right here.

Judas: I can’t see them.

Jesus: They’re right here.

Judas: Where are you going?!

Jesus: I’m right here.

Judas: Don’t leave me!

Jesus: I’m here.

Judas: I can’t hurt...

Jesus: I love you, Judas.

Judas: I can’t...

Jesus: Please stay.

Judas: I can’t hurt...

Jesus: Please love me, Judas.

Judas: I can’t.

and it fucking kills me!! firstly, the narrative that places rbr and christian as jesus when a large contingent of fans are dying to paint them as the Worst and The Most Horrible is just fucking incredible! but with daniel as judas it’s!! so much!! 

it’s the idea that daniel felt that red bull was leaving him behind; that red bull was moving on from him with max - i would have never believed that you could have left me - daniel saying i have been here for almost ten years!! how could you move on from me!!! i have been here!! i’m right here!! - i never left you - the consistent messaging from christian that they never wanted daniel to go, that they still believe in daniel, that daniel is still a priority for them 

that you didn’t love me - daniel looking around at this team that is supposed to be his and feeling alone - i do love you - daniel, you drove me from my wedding! you’ve met my children! what else is that but love? 

why didn’t you make me good enough so that you could have loved me? - looking back, again, at all the years that daniel has put in and saying, i have been here and put in the work and done all that you’ve asked and followed the path from fr3.5 to toro rosso to the main team and i beat a four time world champion and what more do you want from me? how else could i have let myself be shaped??

please take my hands - you have done enough, you have been enough, just stay for a little longer, trust that the new engine is going to be good enough and that you can win and that both you and max can win and you can stay

where are they? right here. i can’t see them. they’re right here. where are you going?! i’m right here. don’t leave me! i’m here. - what it comes down to, is that daniel didn’t believe in them anymore; daniel couldn’t see a future for himself with red bull; he couldn’t see the future that max saw (i hope we’re teammates for many years, said in 2017); he couldn’t see the future that christian saw; he couldn’t see anything beyond more engine-chassis integration problems and the feeling of screaming into the void like he’s on this team by himself 

within the play, judas is a catatonic state that he occasionally emerges from for flashbacks or for dialogue with jesus; 

JUDAS slowly emerges from his frozen state of catatonia,

Judas: …..Who’s that?

Jesus: Is it ever anybody else, Judas?

there’s a reason we still say christian bring daniel home; there’s a reason the daniel back to red bull agenda is so pervasive; there’s a reason and it’s not just because the car is fast; who made daniel happiest? who gave him the most potential for growth? who loved him not as an idol but as a son? is it ever anybody but red bull? 

Jesus: I won’t go away.

Judas: Well, that’d be a first.

Jesus: I have never gone away, Judas .. . Look at me. Judas does. I love you, Judas. And all I want—all I want—is to be not just near you—but with you.

Judas: Shoulda thought of that before.

Jesus: Before what?

Judas: Just get the fuck outta here, okay?

Jesus: Judas—

Judas: Don’t fuckin’ Judas me— You’re not wanted here, okay, Mister Fuckin’-Above-It-All?!

Jesus: I’m not above it all—I’m right here in it, don’t you see that?

Judas: And don’t you get that I don’t fuckin’ care?!

Jesus: You think your suffering is a one-way street?! It’s not! It’s the exact opposite of not!

Judas: You got a lot of fuckin’ nerve—

Jesus: —and you’ve got no nerve at all! Where’s your heart in all this, Judas? You think you were with me for any other reason than that?! It was your heart, Judas. You were all heart. You were my heart! Don’t you know that?!

there’s a school of thought (perhaps the original school of thought before the catholics or dante or whoever got a hold of it) that hell is just the absence of god; we get closer to hell by getting further from god; theologically speaking, jesus never left judas - judas left him. it just didn’t feel like that. speaking in terms of formula 1, red bull never left daniel - daniel left them. it just didn’t feel like that. it’s the school of thought that says it’s okay if i leave you because you left me first. it’s okay if i hurt you because you hurt me first. except, the leaving first, the intentional hurting first, it didn’t happen; and there’s too much hurt and too much anger for judas, for daniel, to ever listen to the truth. 

it’s so much easier to say they pushed you out and they didn’t really want you and it’s so much harder to say that you left so they couldn’t push you out and so they would never stop wanting you. it’s so much harder to say that you left so that you could always remember things being exactly as they were; so that you would never have to live through a change. because what if the change meant they did stop loving you? (impossible, you’re the prodigal son, you can always come home and they will slay the fatted calf for you and drink champagne from your shoe and make a place for you at the dinner table; you drove christian from his wedding, you showed max how good racing could be - not just winning; they’re always going to love you) 

i didn’t talk about it before but the exchange where jesus says “i love you” and judas doesn’t respond correctly or can’t hear it - it happens several times; the last days of daniel ricciardo at red bull are everyone shouting i love you at him but he can’t hear it because he’s already decided to go (it doesn’t mean they weren’t saying it)

the final stage instructions of the play are as follows: 

A long beat.

JESUS sighs, takes off his shirt, plunges it in the bucket, rinses it, and begins to wash JUDAS’s feet. JESUS washes meticulously and with care. He washes. And washes. Perhaps the water is mixed with tears.

Lights fade.

The end. 

judas is catatonic and jesus loves him anyway. daniel has been gone for years and christian still says that daniel could drive the red bull just as well as max. 

the daniel x red bull saga is never going to be over until it’s all over; until his name is gone from christian and max’s memory; until we’re generations down the line; until then, christian is always going to say that they could have made it work with daniel (the way they used to, the way it showed that it could work from 2010 to the beginning of 2018) and daniel is always going to say that he needed to leave (they talked about max the way they used to talk about him); and it would be so much easier to decide which is the truth and who is more in the right, if they didn’t all care about each other so much

the question is, why didn’t you make me good enough so that you could have loved me? 

and the answer is, we did make you good enough and we did love you then. we do love you now. but does it matter? love us back, please, the way you used to. 

[madisonshoneybun]

hello! just started reading your fics aaaaaand i absolutely love it! im still on animagus at the moment, i have a request for you if you dont mind,

reader is lost in the city, so she stops by a bookstore to seek shelter because it started raining, but another person enters the empty library as well, newt.

Rainy days

Warning - None

Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary - Alone in London, trapped in a library, and waiting for the rain to pass... Could this trip be any more of a failure? You start to wonder what you should do when a man, just a soaked as you are, comes to seek shelter in a now not so empty library.

A/N - I want to start this off by apologizing for not writing anything in a while. If I'm honest, the second week of June (5th - 10th) was finals for me and I was planning on focusing on that for the week then putting all my attention back into my writing. Then, last week (June 13 - 17) was my summer break from college and I thought "I'm gonna write so much and have a blast" but my dad got COVID and the whole week fell apart. I planned to hang out with friends on Thursday then go to Disney with my dad for his birthday on Friday and all the while writing stories for the people who were interested. I was just bummed about everything and couldn't find any motivation. Then my twin got it and it added to the stress. I spent the last two weeks crying but my dad is better now, my twin now just has a mild cough and some soreness, and though I missed my whole week of summer break, I'm still going to try to write for you guys. I love to write and will continue to do it until I get bored. I hope you can forgive me for being gone. Now I want to thank the few people who have sent in more suggestions! It really means the world and will help me with my writing. I thought this idea was really cute. I hope you like what I've written!

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You know what your mother would be saying right now?

"I told you so!"

It's driving you insane that, for once, she was right. The only thing keeping you sane was the fact that part of the reason she was right, her not being here, means she can't be saying that to your face. This was just a rare occurrence of her being right.

Usually, when you got on trips, you are a bit more prepared. Your friends back home though, somehow convinced you to quote "loosen up!" and to "be more adventurous". You should've tried harder to not fall to peer pressure.

You've always wanted to go to London. It's been a dream of yours since you were a little kid, and nobody could really tell why. It just seemed like a really fun and interesting place to go. So, your friends got you a fairy ticket to London. You were over the moon but soon grew confused when they gave you one single ticket.

"You're not coming with me?"

A mischievous smile grew on their faces. "We thought it'd be fun to go on your own. With nothing in mind and just enjoy some alone time." You felt your blood run cold. You've never gone on a trip by yourself before, that wasn't really your thing. Traveling was something you enjoyed doing with the people you loved and cared for, so you couldn't understand why they thought this was a good idea.

You played with your fingers and looked at the group nervously, "I don't know guys... I don't think I'll have as much fun by myself..." They shook their heads. One reached over and gently grabbed your hand, stopping your fidgeting. "You always put so much pressure on yourself. You want the trip to be perfect for everyone, excluding yourself... Now you can go and do the things you want to do, and you don't have to feel guilty about it."

Standing out in the rain, in the once busy streets of London, you couldn't help but think that they were wrong. If they were here, they'd be pulling you along. Pointing at everything that we passed and telling you how they wanted to do this or that. Seeing them happy made you happy. Even in the rain, soaking from head to toe, you knew at least one of them would pull you into the street and just make you stand under the rain fully. Head facing the sky and letting the rain cascade your figures. You didn't want to do that alone, so you tried to find somewhere to hide until the rain, hopefully soon, stopped.

It didn't take long for you to find a place that would allow you inside. Well... they didn't allow you per say. When you opened the doors to the library, you noticed not a single person was inside.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" There was no reply.

You thought it best to not get any of the books wet, so you slowly walked inside. Hoping that you weren't moving too quickly and splashing water on the shelves. After looking around for a few more moments, you noticed a note on what you assumed was the front desk.

"Out for lunch. Be back soon! :)"

You let shaky sigh escape your lips and took off your coat, placing it on a rack near the door and decided that you might as well look to see if there was anything interesting to read while you were stuck here. Your hands were mostly dry at this point, so you felt safe touching the books. You went through the rows, looking and looking and finding nothing. This trip was looking to be a disappointment.

The front door swung open, allowing a gentle chime to fill the library. Was the librarian back? You made your way to the front, letting whoever it was know that they weren't alone. You took a left, out of an aisle, and saw a man. Just as soaked as you were, dry himself using a spell. Why the hell hadn't I thought of that? Before you could pull out your wand and dry yourself like he had, he spotted you. Quickly hiding his wand behind his back.

"H-hello"

His voice was soft, and you could sense the worry in it. "I'm a witch. You won't have to obliviate me." The words leaving your lips instantly made him relax. His shoulders dropping and the cutest sigh left his lips. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to track water in, I just-"

"I don't work here. I got here a few minutes before you. The librarians out on lunch."

He nodded his head slowly before staring you down. Then after a few moments of silence, he began to pull off his coat and walk towards you. "Here..." He refused to meet your eyes as you slowly took his coat and wrapped it around yourself. You'd completely forgotten about the spell to dry yourself. You were too lost in his beauty. You'd never seem a man who looked so handsome before. Someone with such cute, fluffy, hair that you so desperately wanted to run your hands and play with.

He cleared his throat and made his way to a table, and you followed behind. There really was nothing else for you to do, so you might as well get to know the cute stranger in front of you. He even pulled out your chair once he realized you were following him.

You both sat in silence for a few moments, him refusing to look at you, and you stealing glances at him. But eventually the silence was broken.

"What brings you to London?" You frowned, moving your gaze to your hands and beginning to play with your fingers. “My friends bought me a ticket to come to London. I’ve always wanted to come here; I can’t really explain why but...” You bit your lip. “They said it would be good for me to come alone but it’s just not be any fun. I’ll I can think about is how I want to be sharing this moment with someone. Like, playing in the rain with friends, trying new foods, and staying up late and just doing whatever we want. But it’s just me...alone..” 

You could feel his eyes on you, but you were nervous to look up. Why did you think it was such a good idea to open up to a stranger? Just because he was cute? You could’ve easily lied to him but something about him just felt so relaxing. Like he wouldn’t ever make fun of you and that even if he couldn’t understand your feels, he would never invalidate them. Finally, at a few more moments of silence, he stood up. You thought he was for sure going to leave you here, maybe because the rain had stopped, or maybe because he didn’t really want to be stuck in here with you.

His hand reached for your and you looked up at him slowly. Red was creeping up his neck but even so, he looked admit that you take his hand. He wanted you to take his hand. Without a second thought, you gently put your hand in his, allowing him to help you up and pull you towards the doors. The closer you got, the louder the rain became.

"Where are we going?" He didn't reply and just dragged you out of the library and into the empty streets of London. You both became soaked all over again and right when you opened your mouth to ask again, he spun the both of you in the rain. A smile slowly formed on your face. Your eyes moving to gaze up at the sky, feeling the cold-water trail down your face. It just felt so... peaceful. Then he let go, jumping into the air and splashing you.

You both played in the rain, jumping, spinning and laughing for who knows how long until you slipped. The man reached for you and you both feel to the ground, your body on top of his and his hands gently rested on your waist. You looked down at him, smiling and a few giggles leaving your lips. He smiled back and pushed a hair out of your face.

"You know, I never got your name..." He blushed.

"Newt Scamander."

"Well Newt, if you're up for it. I'd love to spend some more time with you while I'm staying in London. Would that be alright?"

He smirked and stared back into your eyes. "I'd like that too."

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Masterlist

[mischief-lies-and-stories]

Loki Episode 1 Reactions (Less Coherent Edition)

It's been two and a half years, y'all, and what a start to the new season it was. (I've seen mixed reviews in the tag, but personally the initial reaction is I loved it.) What I apparently forgot in those two years, however, is that my in-the-moment reactions notes are not very coherent. So I apologize in advance if you aren't sure what part the note refers to. I'm going to make another post tomorrow with some more coherent thoughts around the episode and some predictions about the season in general (I'm also going to be rewatching the episode later so that might lend more clarity to the next post as well). I also cut out a chunk of my reactions that were just me screaming a character's name when they showed up, unless it makes sense for the next note to leave it in (and there were a lot of these, since it's been two and a half years since I've seen my friends).

Obligatory spoiler warning if you weren't already expecting them. Prepare for some wildness. I've bracketed [ ] some brief clarifying post-ep notes (not everywhere though).

I'm obnoxious, I'm watching the entire recap.

The editing of this recap is interesting.

The bleak theme is worrying. I don't like it. But I do love the color scheme of the logo.

SYLVIE???!!!

CASEY!!!

Okay hopefully that wasn't Sylvie.

Someone give this boi [Loki] a nap. He's had a very very very long day and it's only getting longer.

What the fuck is happening.

X-5 you've got the haircut of a cop, I've decided I don't like you.

Man, I hope we fix this time-slipping in this episode, it's stressing me out too fucking much.

Oh motherfuck. This is driving me insane. This is Sisyphean torture. [I don't remember what specifically I was referring to, so I don't remember if this is an accurate description.]

OH MY GOD I LOVE LIZ CARR I HOPE SHE STICKS AROUND [Man, Liz Carr is just hopping from franchise to franchise this summer. She's in Loki, Good Omens, The Witcher)

OH SHIT. Renslayer and Kang. If they kiss on tape I'm marking it on the Bingo.

I DESPERATELY want to know what B-15's backstory is. She's a fantastic character and I want to know how she used this personality on the timeline.

Keep that Hitler youth-looking fuck away from my girl!

Oh my god, I'm going to be watching this conversation in the hall between Loki and Mobius over and over, because I love every part of it. The panicking, the teasing, the touching, the making each other feel better. Just the entire debriefing, reuniting conversation is EVERYTHING to me right now.

"In order to do that I need a Loki Who Remains." I love this

"I have no memory of having my memory wiped." Mobius. This is Catherine Tate on Nevermind the Buzzcocks telling David Tennant "I don't know songs I've never heard of" solidarity [I understand I'm making obscure 13+ year old references but this quote lives in my head rent free]

Ugh I HATE time travel. But it makes sense why his name is OB now. Also his door is a circle.

OB IF YOU KILL LOKI I WILL END YOUR CUTE BESPECTACLED FACE FASTER THAN YOU CAN SAY "No...wait."

OB IF YOU KILL MOBIUS I WILL PERSONALLY FLAY THE SKIN FROM YOUR OWN BONES

Mobius writing "skin" into the dust on the computer lololololol

WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING JUST LET LOKI CONFESS

OB I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS IF ONE OF THESE BOYS EVEN SEEMS TO DIE AT THE END OF THIS EP

HOW IS HE GONNA HOOF IT BACK IF HE CAN BARELY CRAWL [I started getting really stressed at this point. It's pretty much caps lock from here on out.]

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD WE'RE GONNA END THIS EPISODE WITH MO BITING IT AND THEN LOKI FIXES IT IN EP TWO AND BRINGS HIM BACK

OR LOKI BITES IT AND THE OTHER WAY HAPPENS

THERE'S ELEVEN MINUTES LEFT BUT I DON'T TRUST MARVEL NOT TO MAKE ELEVEN MINUTES OF CREDITS

MARVEL DON'T MAKE ME CHECK OFF THE CRYING BOX [on the Bingo Card] ON EPISODE ONE

MARVEL

I WON'T BE ABLE TO SLEEP

MARVEL

LOKI

MOBIUS

LOKI

MOBIUS

SYLVIE MY DARLING MY PERFECT LOVE THANK YOU OH MY GOD

How wild is it that Loki comes flying back from the jaws of death itself and saves Mobius from getting his skin ripped off and they land on the floor of the TVA in each other's arms, and the first thing Loki does is bring up his ex-girlfriend [I wouldn't classify Sylvie as this, but I'm being tongue-in-cheek, and Mobius did accuse Loki of falling for himself in season 1, so]

OKAY BUT I WAS RIGHT THAT WAS SYLVIE AT THE BEGINNING [Before you reply, remember I can't respond to those, and also I forgot that was the past and at the end Loki's in the future. HOWEVER, I do still think that was Sylvie at the beginning.]

SHE IS IN BROXTON HELL YEAH WHOEVER FIGURED THAT OUT (I don't remember who that was) FOUR FOR YOU HOLY SHIT

Oh Sylvie :(((

[stormblessed95]

LISTEN

I'm not like MAD or anything but I just NEED to take a moment to point out the hypocrisy. Because Minimoni made me soft as fck today (and so many of you too I'm sure) with Jimins little "Namjoon's very existence is enough" comment on their weekend hang out Q&A.

The absolute cutest fucking thing Istg. BUT I'm also not going to pretend like the hypocrisy of the response from jkkrs here isn't laughable either. I don't personally have my anons on right now, but I'm following a few blogs who do and who would also be getting swamped with anons at this point if this quote came from Taekook. SWAMPED. But because it's minimoni, the silence is so loud. And no, not just anons that are tkkrs, but also from jkkrs who want explanations or who are upset in some kind of way about it. And it's driving me insane.

I just. I REALLY NEED jkkrs to stop right here and ask themselves if they are one of the people who would question these words/actions if it was taekook, but doesn't think twice about it other than "adorable, I love their bond" when its minimoni.... to please sit with that. And figure out why and work on solving that issue for yourself. Work past it. Because it's a problem. I get it, the *subgroup* as they have been coined lately around here can be annoying. But that's 2 seperate issues. They have nothing to do with the bond that TK actually share. And the insecurities that crop up anytime taekook breathe together is INSANE. AND IS SO PROBLEMATIC. We don't need to create chaos over any of their relationships with their BEST friends like this. Any of them.

Okay, that's my rant. I'm done now. Sorry! Back to Jimin being cute AF. I don't like driving either Jimin, I understand 🥰🥰🥰

I love this man an unhealthy amount 😭😭😭 and goodness do I love minimoni!

[anonymous-user-a]

Memory Unlocked: The Sinjoh Ruins

Today was the day. Sunday. The day when the four of them would meet Arceus itself - the very creator of their world. So, of course, Archer had ensured that their uniform was perfect. He always looked quite coordinated and ensured that she was always presentable, but today? Everything had been ironed perfectly, its shoes perfectly polished and everything down to a single eyelash looking as perfectly curated as humanly possible. He even wore their perfume that it saved only for the most important of events and had their nails done. After all, would there ever be an event more important than this? It'd even taken her Pokémon to be perfectly groomed the night before by the most expensive Pokémon groomer around.

The van - likely stolen by the green-haired driver - turned the corner, stopping at the office to pick up the two remaining Executives. Throughout the drive, Proton had not said a word to them, just gazing at it in the rear-view mirror occasionally. Of course, she was too excited to notice. Ariana and Petrel were waiting in the parking lot, talking to each other with a look of concern on both of their faces. When they noticed the van, they entered the vehicle, Ariana sitting in the front seat next to Proton and Petrel sitting next to Archer. The first thing Archer noticed was the stench of smoke and gasoline coming from Petrel - couldn't he have afforded to smell presentable? They would just have to share Archer's perfume, she supposed.

Petrel and Proton said something to each other in Russian, followed by Petrel talking to Ariana in Unovan. Archer finally recognised what Petrel was saying when he spoke to them in Sinnohian, "You look good."

Archer looked towards the window and mumbled thanks in Sinnohian as a response. The way that Petrel smiled when he knew that Archer was flustered was relentlessly annoying. There was no way that Archer was going to look at him, even if they could imagine it. That was the end of the conversation, as Petrel continued to talk to them in Unovan and Russian. Quite frankly, Proton's Russian was terrible, so it took a couple minutes for him to say something back to Petrel.

Archer gave directions to the Sinjoh Ruins, being extremely familiar with the route from all Team Rocket bases to them. Proton, of course, followed them. Throughout the journey, they continued to speak in Russian and Unovan. They all knew Johtonian, so Archer couldn't understand why they were speaking like this. Either way, she was too focused on the upcoming events of the day to mind. It attempted to offer Petrel some perfume, but he just laughed and said that it wouldn't be needed, returning to the conversation which he was clearly too preoccupied by to even consider Archer's offer. They felt rather stupid for offering, and even more so for feeling hurt. Petrel likely just brought his own, even if it would've been nice to share. Either way, she just focused on looking forward to meeting Arceus in person.

The journey was almost done - only a couple miles were left - when Ariana told Proton to pull over. Which, of course, he did. Archer, confused, spoke up, "We don't have time to waste - Proton, we need to keep driving. You can't just pull over for a smoke break or whatever this is now, of all times."

"Yeah, we're not doing this." Ariana broke the news rather harshly, lighting up a cigarette inside the car.

"... What?"

Proton lashed out, as he usually did, "We're not doing this stupid fucking plan to summon Arceus. Are you insane? How the hell did you even think of this?!"

"Hey, I thought we were gonna - y'know - break the new to 'im gently.", Petrel reminded.

"What do you want me to say 'gently'?!", Proton put finger quotes around the word, "That he's a fucking moron?! If he wants to get himself killed, he can do it himself! I'm not fucking helping him."

Archer was - quite frankly - shocked. Petrel tried to argue that Proton should be more "careful", but Ariana stopped him halfway through by yelling at them both to shut up.

"Proton, get the Plates out of the van.", she demanded, and Proton did as he was told, opening the door.

Doing the same, Archer yelled at him to stop handling the Plates so roughly as Proton grabbed the bag full of them and dumped it on the sidewalk with a loud crash. They panicked, opening the bag and ensuring that the Plates weren't broken. Luckily for her, they seemed to be fine.

Looking up in rage and shock, the last it saw of their friends was the van speeding away. Archer felt her gear buzz, indicating a new message. From Petrel of all people. A simple "sorry, arch." Archer blocked him right there. It didn't want to hear an empty apology.

They'd just have to do it alone. Afterall, there was a reason he was Giovanni's right-hand-man. This was it. Sending out all four of their Pokemon to assist, Cinder, Petrel Jr, and Toxin all carried one Plate each while Charcoal carried two. Archer placed the remaining Plates on their back to carry the weight, determined to drag them the miles that would be needed to get to the Sinjoh Ruins. If she was going to earn an audience with Arceus, it seemed that Arceus wanted it to be truly worthy. At least, that's what Archer told himself, mumbling proverbs about strength, loyalty, and worthiness throughout the journey.

Every step pained them. Every muscle shook, threatening to buckle under the weight. But Archer couldn't give up. Not this close. Not now. It was going to be worthy enough to see Arceus. This needed to work. There was no other option; no back-up plan. It didn't matter now, how much it hurt. It'd be worth it. They had to keep walking, so he did.

It took nearly ten hours for the five of them to get the Plates to the Sinjoh Ruins. Everything hurt. The sun had gone down. Every step and every heart beat sent waves of pain throughout their body. Archer was covered in sores and drenched in sweat - any ideas of being presentable for Arceus long abandoned. There was no point if she couldn't even get to Arceus.

Eventually, they collapsed at the entrance of the Ruins. Archer looked up at the pillars. The snow that always seemed to be falling there settled on them, slowly comforting her in the relaxing cold. It was beautiful. For the first time in years, Archer felt at peace. Cinder hurried ahead, clearly as excited as Archer and considerably less exhausted. Charcoal laid with Archer, licking their face, while Petrel Jr and Toxin followed Cinder to keep an eye on her. For a while, they just laid there, resting in the snow.

That was until Archer heard the muffled sound of someone commanding a Dragonite to use Hyper Beam. Quickly after, the sound of a Houndour, Crobat and Koffing crying out, forcing Archer and Charcoal to their feet to hurry after them.

It hurt. Arc, did it hurt. But Archer ran as fast as she could, ignoring the pain and the abandoned Plates to find their Pokemon.

The Pokemon were piled up, Toxin clearly had tried to protect the other two. Under them was the damage indictative of a Hyper Beam. Archer tried to use Revives on the Pokemon, too dazed and exhausted to notice the man charging right at him.

The last thing Archer felt was blood trickling down his face from his head hitting the wall. The last thing Archer saw was the Champion's face, full of rage and hatred. The last thing Archer heard was a list of Team Rocket's crimes. Then, Archer fell unconsious.

[sohmiya]

Nikka! I’m crying and banging my head against the wall at how talented you are when it comes to songwriting because I could neverr have the skill set 😫 however I do have angst & Evren lyrics for you <3 (they’re shit though so don’t perceive me!!)

Less angsty to start with—after Second Coming and Evren meet and become friends, I see him happily name-dropping them in their new song (I’d like to think the song is just a fun vibe, it’s currently title-less though):

More angsty! Evren going to the studio at like 3am after that ‘breakup’ argument with Max, and he’s hurt and pissed off.

I imagine he called Cypress on the way there because ✨rant about the girl you love to your best friend✨ and Ev’s all like “Cy, you’re awake!” “I’m more worried that you are” “it’s cute you’re concerned about me, I’m driving to the studio anyway” “why…? Evren, wait, are you still hung up over Maxine? you can come over and we can chat, my siblings are asleep” and Cypress is genuinely upset and concerned bc he’s seen Evren heartbroken before “Cy, as much as I’d love that, I do need to let some frustrations out”

He calls his band and FaceTime’s them whilst he’s at the studio too—and they all pretty much know about Max and him—but also that when any of them call each other at stupid o’clock it means that there’s a song idea brewing.

Obvs had to name the song after their ship name:

I imagine when he performs this on stage that the fans sing back the bits that are in italics.

And when he has to go on talk shows and social media and promote the song, the question he gets every single time is “who’s the pretty red head?”, and he’ll just genuinely smirk and come up with witty answers like “well, listening to the song won’t be fun if I tell you”

And when nice interviewers ask how he’s doing I imagine him saying, “oh, yeah, I’m okay now. it happened, I wrote a successful song about it, and the good things I said about her are true and that won’t change”

But also him being nervous af to contact Maxine bc she could absolutely hate the song and he’d be ready to apologise for the argument in the first place, but he’d text after a few days like ‘hey, are we good? x’ and then like another one an hour later like ‘by any chance, do you know if your ex hates me??’

MILA SHUT UPPPPP OH MY GOD

no wait cause after the second coming name drop i can imagine max hitting evren up as soon as she hears the song and tease him like “if you wanted to collab all you had to was ask” NDJSJSKSKSK and the tennis references mhm i think he did it for me 😌🥂

and oh my god the cypress cameo 🥹 my favorite boys talking about love problems 🥹 no cause you don’t understand. i love ev’s friendship with everyone but his bond with cy just sits SOOOO right with me. it’s like cy acts like a big brother to him and evren acts like a cool uncle to the mini de veras <3

“i could never have the skill set” NOT YOU LYING TO MY FACE AS IF THE LYRICS OF SOMEWHERE THIS WORKS DONT FUCKING SLAP ?????????

knows i’m better than her ex, ain’t even talkin bout the sex

like after every ride we weren’t fucking high and she hits me with “we should be friends”

SHADE HER EVREN!!!!!! SPEAK YOUR TRUTH!!!!!! HDJSSKKSSJ PLS IM GOING INSANE OVER THESE LINES ACTUALLY

and the miracles verse….. “prayed to lady jesus in church”……… i just know your pen was on fire like i’m not kidding i wish i wrote that verse i’m gonna steal your brain

and the “calm during our storms” he really said OUR 😭😭😭😭😭😭

evren acevedo if things also don’t work out with miko i’m single and ready to mingle

But also him being nervous af to contact Maxine bc she could absolutely hate the song and he’d be ready to apologise for the argument in the first place, but he’d text after a few days like ‘hey, are we good? x’

i don’t think maxine could be pissed at him calling her out at the “we should be friends” line even if she tried like. she’d be impressed tbh 😭😭😭😭 like she would reply with a spotify screenshot with stw on repeat then she’d quote that line in the first verse to him and go “YOU DID NOT” NDNSMSKS but before evren could think she was serious she’d send another text “JK YES WE’RE GOOD EVREN THIS IS SOOOO GOOD” and considering the emotional weight of the argument that inspired the song, maxine 100% would stop herself from making a joke about how he “prayed to lady jesus in church” because she definitely had him kneeling a few times 🫢 sdhdjskkaks

‘by any chance, do you know if your ex hates me??’

HE’S SOOOOO 😭😭😭 the contrast between the wild ace and evren is so funny yet so endearing to me he’s such a cutie pie <333

max would say something like “idk and idc. i like you- *backspacebackspacebackspacebackspace* “idk and idc”

[whoreforcaufield]

I LOVE FREE FOOD

the link i tried to send didn’t work so i’ll do screenshots

“hands are bigger than you may think” now what compelled him to write that

why the hell does he want to be an uber driver and why would i actually love for him to drive my uber (he could fuck me in the backseat once we get to where i’m supposed to be i’ll show up late i don’t care)

I WAS JUST ABOUT TO QUOTE THE HAND ARE BIGGER THAN YOU MIGHT THINK THING OH MY GOD I AM NOT OK RIGHT NOW YOU DO NOT UNDERRSYAND I NEED HIM SO BAD ITS INSANE HIS CURLS AND HIS BIGGER THAN YOU MAY THINK HANDS AND HIS MUSCLES AND THIGHS AND OH MY GOD I ACTUALLY CANNOT YOU DONT UNDERSTAND

[lily-sinclair-2006]

Defense: PT. 1

Summary: When Eddie had gone missing. It isn’t till the Police Announcement do you find out why.

Paring: Y/N x Eddie

Warning: A parent yelling and prob. 2nd hand embarrassment

(A/N: I was sitting around and i thought of this plot. so here you go! :))

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You sat in a seat and listened to the insane police talking about your best friend like he was a criminal.

That all changed when Jason busted in talking about the devil.

You stand up. “Jason are you fucking insane. I know Eddie better than anyone, if I knew he worshiped the devil we wouldn’t be friends.” I look Jason in the eye. “He just plays a stupid game with Teenagers.”

“How do you know that? How do you know he’s keeping a secret from you“ Jason asked, You widened your eyes and walked to him.

“Because he’s my Best Friend and he tells me everything.”

“Y/N!” Your mother yelled. “Are you doing drugs with him too.”

“What- MOM NO!” You yelled suprised.

“Than why are you yelling at Jason. Who do you think you are.”

“He’s blaming my best friend! You don’t understand why I’m here, I’m here to protect him. Listening to these police and now the kid that Bullys him! You guys think your basketball star is innocent? REALLY! He’s Just throwing A ball in a Landry basket.” You Quote Eddie from a few days Ago. “He does the drugs, He harasses people, He Drinks. How do you know that Jason didn’t kill Chrissy or Fred.”

“Chrissy was his girlfriend!” Someone had yelled.

“It’s clear that Jason-“

“He really has corrupted you.” Jason said putting a Finger on your chin. You slapped his hand off of you.

“Keep your Dirty hand off on me, before I brake it! I have a mind of my own thank you very much. I will find out the truth- I know your wrong and I’m Right on this.”

“Y/N!” Your mother yelled. You walked out and got in your car. You sigh and drive to skull Rock. You honestly don’t know why you drove there. But than- you heard a voice.

“Y/n?” Eddie’s relived voice said. You ran over and hugged him.

“Eddie!” You cry into his chest. “Where have you been?” You look at him to answer.

“Ha! I found it, in your face Handerson.” Steve said. “It’s official you are a butthead Henderson.”

“Whatever Steve.” Dustin said. “Oh shit- EDDIE IS BEING ATTACKED BY- oh it’s Y/n.”

You run over and hug Dustin. “Thank you for taking care of him.” You turn toward everyone. “Now- What is going on?”

[hairstevington]

“Hands”

Eddie Munson x Steve Harrington (fluff, admitting feelings, Eddie caring for Steve, some real sensuous hand holding lol)

Summary: Eddie and Steve admit they have feelings for each other (with the help of Matchmaker Robin)

Authors note: This is the third part of my Steddie series (part 1 with Ao3 link here). They can all be read as standalone but they also make a cohesive story, so do with that what you will :) PS sorry not sorry Steve says a quote from Heathers even though that movie wasn't out at the time

Eddie had known he was bisexual since he was about 14. He didn’t talk about it all the time, because he felt there were enough things people would threaten to send him to hell for, but it wasn’t really a secret either. He had very limited experience, but he had crushes on both boys and girls, and that was undeniable.

He also had an undeniable crush on Steve Harrington.

He’d actually thought Steve was hot for a long time, but his personality was a bit of a turnoff. Like, okay dude, we get it, you’re hot and popular and sexually active. Eddie mostly felt jealous, because he wished he could be like Steve. But now, he felt jealous because he wanted to be WITH Steve. Except he seemed to only have eyes for Nancy.

Didn’t they break up because she ran off with Jonathan? Eddie didn’t keep up with too much of the school’s gossip, but he knew a lot about Jonathan because he was a fellow “weirdo.” Eddie sort of respected Jonathan for that, and hated Steve. Well, not hate. Eddie had a lot of intense feelings about Steve, he just didn’t understand what they were until this week.

This absolutely batshit insane week. 

When this whole shitshow first started, Eddie just liked teasing Steve because he could. It was the tiniest bit of levity among the chaos and desolation. Eddie never expected Steve to be an ally, or as protective of Dustin as he was. Seeing him deal with all this, somehow still oozing with charisma while facing these horrible things, was attractive as hell. It’s exactly how Eddie would have loved to handle things, had he not been so fucking scared. So yeah, the teasing shifted into something a little more…charged.

Eddie couldn’t help but love the way Steve looked shirtless, wearing only a jean vest. Eddie’s jean vest. It was easy for Eddie to flirt with Steve, because Steve was straight. As long as he didn’t push too hard or make Steve uncomfortable, it was completely harmless. And fun. They were barely friends, but they’d saved each other’s lives, and fought alternate dimension creatures together, so that was something. 

But then there was Nancy. Nancy, who Eddie couldn’t even hate either because she was a total badass. Robin was awesome. Dustin was like a brother. What the hell was Eddie supposed to do with all his angst? He wanted to fight someone, or kiss someone, or yell at someone. Something, anything. Everyone else seemed to think this was just like any other day, but it wasn’t. It fucking wasn’t. 

After they’d come up with a plan, the group seemed to split off into pairs. Lucas/Max (Eddie didn’t know Max well, but he was really rooting for the two of them), Dustin/Erica (Eddie was genuinely terrified of Erica by the way, not that he’d ever tell anyone), and Nancy/Steve (ugh). That left Eddie to sit with Robin. At least her nerves sort of matched his, in a different way. There was something about Robin that Eddie really vibed with.

Eddie tried to block out Nancy giving her doe-eyes to Steve. At least now, Steve seemed a little less affected. Maybe it was because he was driving, or distracted, or focused on bigger things, or something. Either way, it made Eddie happy that Steve wasn’t really paying attention to Nancy’s advances. 

“Hey. Hey! Look at me.” Robin said to Eddie, breaking him from his trance.

“What?” 

“Don’t worry about them. It’s not gonna work. I mean, I want Steve to be happy, and I don’t think she’s gonna give him that.” Robin assured him. 

“Okay…” Eddie wasn’t sure why she was saying this.

“Just, trust me?” Robin offered. “Steve wants the whole family thing. Nancy’s all about her career right now. Besides-” Robin stops herself from telling Eddie right then and there what she knew about Steve. She sputters, pivoting to a different thought among the hurricane in her head. “Everyone gets a little weird when they think they might die. I mean, I only know this from two experiences, but I feel like that’s enough to give me some credibility.”

“Why do you think I give a shit about Nancy and Steve getting together?” Eddie deflected. He could be honest with Robin, but not now. Not when Steve was less than 10 feet away. 

“I don’t know. Maybe I’m just projecting.” Robin sighed.

Eddie had no idea what to make of this conversation, but it did bring him some sort of comfort. If Robin, Steve’s best friend, was on his side, that was an advantage. But Eddie didn’t even know why he was annoyed by Steve and Nancy getting closer. I mean, Steve liked girls. Eddie couldn’t possibly expect Steve to reciprocate feelings he wasn’t wired to have. 

Eddie had liked straight guys before, but it had never really felt like this. He’d never walked through the Upside Down with them, or given them his clothing, or seen them shirtless, or tended to their wounds. It was intimate in ways he’d never really experienced before, ways he hoped he’d never experience again. Although, if he had to go through this with anyone…

Ugh, this was ridiculous. Eddie figured maybe he should just repress all these feelings and think about things that were actually important. 

Steve dropped Lucas, Max, and Erica off at the Kreel house. Nancy took over driving, Robin called shotgun, and Dustin was busy fiddling with something. Even though everybody else was busy doing their own thing, Eddie was still shocked when Steve sat down beside him. 

Okay, fine. Eddie would allow himself to entertain this fantasy just a little bit longer. 

He could see that Steve was exhausted, and rightfully so. Eddie was exhausted, too. But it was impossible to sleep in times like these. He knew that all too well. 

“You look like hell.” Eddie pointed out.

“Yeah, I just got back.” Steve sighed and laid his head back against the wall. This was probably the first time Steve showed any sign of weakness. He always was so tough and charismatic, but now he let himself be tired and scared. 

“How’re the abs?” Eddie asked, gesturing to the bandage.

“Hurts. I don’t even wanna know how it looks.” Steve still stared up at the ceiling, eyes mostly closed. 

“Might help to clean it and put on a fresh bandage. Or, at least a real bandage.” Eddie said, mocking the piece of shirt tied around Steve’s stomach. “Actually, I think I have some stuff, let me go grab it.” Eddie shifted his weight to stand up, but was stopped by Steve grabbing his arm.

“No, don’t go yet.” Steve said, turning his head to face Eddie’s. Eddie couldn’t help but get lost in Steve’s eyes. 

“Okay. I’ll stay.” Eddie assured him. He leaned back again, Steve’s grip still anchoring him. 

Eddie figured that Steve must have been pretty scared to reach out and hold Eddie’s arm like that. It made sense, because Eddie would probably have done the same. He convinced himself that’s all it was, or at least tried to, but then Steve kept looking at him, and he swore that occasionally Steve’s glance fell to Eddie’s lips. 

He couldn’t turn away now, for Christ's sake. Steve must have been absolutely delirious, right? There’s no way- 

“You know how sometimes you, like, flirt with me?” Steve asked. Eddie nodded. “You’re doing that as a joke, right?” 

Eddie didn’t know how to respond. It was an impossible question, because yes it was, but no it wasn’t. Eddie had no idea why Steve was even asking. I mean, maybe he had an inkling towards why, but it was way too risky to assume. Maybe it was riskier to lie.

“I wouldn’t say ‘joke…’” Eddie began. Steve swallowed, and the hand he was grabbing Eddie’s forearm with drifted down an inch. 

“So why do you do it, then?” Eddie never imagined he’d be confronted like this, and it made him incredibly nervous. He wasn’t sure Steve had even met another queer person. Eddie attempted to shift his nervous persona back to his confident one.

“I thought you’d be used to the attention by now, Harrington.” He teased, finally breaking eye contact. 

“Stop. Just be serious, please. My head is spinning.” Steve said, the palm of his free hand reaching up to his forehead. Eddie turned back to Steve and decided; Fuck it, let’s be serious then.

“Okay, I mess with you like that because I think you’re hot, and you know you’re hot, and I figured you were the kind of guy I could flirt with like that and not have it mean anything. Because like, I know it doesn’t mean anything.” Eddie admitted, actively trying to keep his eyes on Steve. It was difficult to be so vulnerable. It was especially difficult to keep his cool when Steve’s hand slid further down Eddie’s arm again, nearing the wrist. “Right?” Eddie asked, his entire confident demeanor diminishing faster than he had put it on. 

Steve angled his fingers outwards, facing the same direction as Eddie’s. Eddie dropped his gaze towards their hands on the seat. He bent his wrist back slightly, to allow Steve’s fingertips to graze between Eddie’s rings. 

“I didn’t know you liked…” Eddie started in disbelief, unable to finish the thought. There was still a part of him so sure he was wrong, that this was all a sick joke or a dream or misunderstanding. But then Steve pushed his fingers between Eddie’s, interlocking them.

“Trust me, I didn’t know either.” Steve acknowledged. With that confirmation, Eddie gained some confidence back. He twisted his palm around to face Steve’s, so he could hold his hand properly. 

They stayed there like that, in silence, for a few minutes. They mostly just stared straight ahead, or pretended to rest their eyes, but they never let go of each other. 

At one point, Eddie caught Robin looking back at them. She looked down at their hands, raised her eyebrows, and then shot back up to meet Eddie’s eyeline. Her eyes widened and she bit her lip to keep from smiling. Eddie couldn’t help but smile back. I mean, come on. After everything that had been happening, why did this feel the most significant?

Robin turned away towards the road again, resuming her conversation with Nancy.

Eddie reached over with his unoccupied hand and placed it on top of the other two. 

“Hey, I’m gonna go get those bandages now, okay?” Eddie said. Steve opened his eyes and smiled. 

“Yeah, okay.” 

Eddie didn’t know what horrors were going to come next, or how many more opportunities for quiet moments they would have together, but it didn’t matter. Eddie was just going to let himself enjoy this one.

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[bookwyrminspiration]

Favorite Twilight moments?

Two moments come to mind first (though I'm positive there are more), but also I will be overexplaining and including long quotes so just know that you brought this upon yourself!

I'm surprising myself with this one actually because the very first scene that came to mind was the one towards the end of book two where Bella has an epiphany that Edward loves her.

Context (suicide mention tw): Edward broke up with Bella and his family left town in the beginning of the book, Bella spent the book trying (and failing miserably) to get over him until she had to zoom to Italy to stop him from killing himself dramatically. He'd thought she'd died and so was going to join her in death, and to grossly oversimplify she went despite thinking she wasn't worthy of him and that he didn't love her, saved him, and brought him back to Forks.

She then thinks he's going to leave her again, but for some reason he stays and keeps acting strange (lovingly) towards her, and she doesn't understand why. She thinks maybe it's pity, but it doesn't quite match up. And then she has a little epiphany that goes like this:

I thought of that night in Port Angeles when I'd had my first delusion. I'd come up with two options [to explain it]. Insanity or wish fulfillment. I'd seen no third option. But what if... What if you sincerely believed something was true, but you were dead wrong? What if you were so stubbornly sure that you were right, that you wouldn't even consider the truth? Would the truth be silenced, or would it try to break through? Option three: Edward loved me. The bond forged between us was not one that could be broken by absence, distance, or time. And no matter how much more special or beautiful or brilliant or perfect than me he might be, he was as irreversibly altered as I was. As I would always belong to him, so would be always be mine. Was that what I'd been trying to tell myself? "Oh!" "Bella?" "Oh. Okay. I see." "Your epiphany?" he asked, his voice uneven and strained. "You love me," I marveled. The sense of conviction and rightness washed through me again. Through his eyes were still anxious, the crooked smile I loved best flashed across his face. "Truly, I do."

It's so ludicrous and also endearing at the same time. I'm a sucker for characters realizing they can be loved, because this is the scene where Bella starts truly believing she can be loved and that Edward isn't faking it or unsatisfied with her (she has confidence issues, and his perfection doesn't help). Her doubts have plagued the first two books but now she genuinely believed she's loved and I think that's great!

but ALSO this scene is her coming to the genuine god-forsaken conclusion that "hey! i had hallucinations of Edward for months because he loves me! this is so sweet alexa play a thousand years." Bella. Girl. Please. So this sweet epiphany is simultaneous really satisfying (to me) and also unbelievable because Bella do you hear yourself.

The second that came to mind is this one scene/series of scenes from Midnight Sun, which isn't technically part of the main story but I'm including it. It's twilight rewritten from Edward's pov.

And towards the end of twilight, Bella catches the unfortunate attention of a tracker, and he starts hunting her down to kill her very intently. This means that she needs to be protected, and you know who's a great protector? My favorite boy: emmett!!

There's a series of mentions of Emmett being protective of Bella and really serious about it (which is in contrast to his light-hearted, himbo nature) and I already love him so I just find it so sweet.

Here's a few:

"Strap her in," I [Edward] hissed to Emmett. He'd chosen the back with Bella, recognizing that he would be her bodyguard as long as I needed to drive. He was willing, even eager.

Emmett was already wondering if he should restrain her. I spoke his name, low and hard, so he would know that I wanted him to do this. He caught her wrists carefully in his huge hands and immobilized them.

"Don't worry, Bella," Emmett was saying--in a voice I found much too upbeat--while he loosed her from the harness. "We'll take care of things here quickly."

"Emmett was running in the road close behind us now. I was surprised at his intentions I would have expected he'd be itching to catch the tracker in pursuit, to bring this ordeal to a quick and violent end. Instead, hes thoughts were focused on Bella. His few moments as bodyguard seemed to have affected him deeply. Her safety was his current priority. Bella brought out everyone's protective side. [...] Still, Emmett wanted to make it clear that the tracker would have to go directly through him to get to Bella.

I'm already fervently in love with Emmett (and Alice), and every moment with him is a joy, so getting to see him be all big-brotherly and caring about Bella when she's so new to his life is just. Ah! I love it so much.

Emmett can say anything and I'd pay rapt attention he's just a guy. He's an idiot but so lovable. He was mauled by a bear and now eats bears for fun. He loves to fuck. He's absolutely infatuated with his wife and has married her several times. He brought a whole bag of eggs to school in the movie. He stronk. He's the one member of the Cullen family without depression or problems he's just having a good time and I adore him.

So those are the first two moments from twilight that come to mind as my favorites! I'm absolutely certain I could think of more, but I'll stop there for now. I'm very normal about twilight and like it a normal amount :)