#and he decides he has to go to that fucking beauty pageant

[writteninverses]

just watched little miss sunshine and oh. dwayne and olive. that’s all.

[back2bluesidex]

Everything's Fair - PJM [Masterlist]

Patreon Membership Exclusive Drabble Series

Part of Bangtan Chaebol Universe

Pairing: Chaebol!Jimin X Fem!Reader

Theme: pining, tiny angst, smut, Jimin is whipped, eventual fluff, strangers to lovers au. Drabble series.

Summary: Jimin has dated a shit ton of people. He has slept with even more of them, but never once he managed to fall in love. That was until you came into his life and managed to make him go head over heels with just one sight. Umm.. so what if you are his fuck-buddy's new roommate? Everything is fair in love and war.  And Jimin only knows how to win.

Warnings: smut, Jimin is evil, he is a fuckboy too, more will be added as the story progresses. NSFW!!

A/N: I will be updating once a week. The length of each chapter will be 1k to 1.5K since it's a drabble series. this is a refined version of a seokjin series I started but couldn't continue.

Chapter Index:-

Part one: Love at first sight

Part two: She is single

Part three: At the vending machine

Part four: Drive you home?

Part five: Is it unfair?

Part six: Finally the confession

Part seven: A minor inconvenience

Part eight: It's raining cats and dogs

Part nine: Late night ramen

Part ten: Park Jimin is dating!?

Sneak Peek

Jimin’s knuckles drum on the wooden door as he waits for Minji or her faceless new roommate to open the door for him. 

He hears shuffling on the other side of the door but the door doesn’t open just yet. 

“Who is this?” a voice asks. Since it’s not Minji - it must be the roommate, Jimin thinks. 

“Ah.. I am Jimin, Minji’s friend.” he replies. He decides to introduce himself as her friend, of course, he can’t say: hey hi, I am here to fuck Minji in your shared home. 

“Oh. okay.'' The voice seems to be convinced as the person on the other side finally opens the door wide enough for him to enter. 

If Jimin stops breathing for a moment then he doesn’t dwell upon it. 

Minji’s new roommate, you, are absolutely the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. 

Your hair cascades down your shoulders, you have a small face with a set of big doe eyes, a pair of nice pink lips and a not-so-well-shaped nose. 

By no means do you look like a model or a beauty pageant winner. But you very much look like a person completely capable of captivating Park Jimin with a single glance.

[justlemmeadoreyou]

I saw requests were open and I have one☺️. How about one when you are like Brad Pitts daughter or anyone famous daughter and you just started dating and his team or Friends like make fun of you and hurt your feelings or just say he is using you.

hi hun!! thank you for sending the request!! i hope you like this!!!

Word Count: 2.4k

Pairing: boyfriend!harry x reader

Warnings: cursing, kissing

masterlist!! | send requests!!

“He’s just using you because your dad is an A-lister”

Those were the words Y/n wished to never hear. But, she always did, in her every relationship.It was when her friends began to say that, that she knew the relationship was reaching its end.

Y/n. Y/n Pitt. The daughter of Brad.

She was almost as famous as her father, if not less. A successful model and actress, a philanthropist and currently, the girlfriend of Harry Styles.

Her fame and success didn’t come handy, despite her father being a prominent name in the industry. Her career got a big break when she won a prestigious beauty pageant, and she has never looked back ever since. She made her way by herself, from the bottom to where she is now.

Still, whenever she hears the phrase “he used you”, it hits like a dagger deep into her heart, and that makes her question if she would ever be loved by anyone for who she is.

Which takes her back to today, sitting in a cafe with her friends, which was supposed to be a hang out. But, soon it turned into a relationship discussion, full of petty gossips and hate. About her and Harry.

“Dude, you know that he is with you because of your dad, right? I mean, come on, Y/n! You can’t be this naive!”

“That’s totally true! I mean, like, think about it, next month is the opening of your family production house, which was announced 6 months ago. And, Harry started dating you just around that. That just can’be a fucking coincidence.”

She sighed, as she listened to the both of them trash talk Harry. She knew they weren’t true. They hadn’t met 6 months ago. They had met a year ago, and occasionally saw each other at awards and openings. They did some harmless flirting for so many months, but then, one day, they were drunk and hooked up. After that, they started to date. It was Harry’s idea, because he didn’t want her to feel like he did all that flirting to get in her pants one day. He genuinely liked her, and was hoping to ask her out. And that had felt like the perfect opportunity.

They had been happy ever since. Harry didn’t inquire too deeply about their family’s business. He wasn’t interested in her money and fame. He was interested in her. He liked her. Right?

“Y/n! Are you even listening?” she was broken from her trance of thoughts by her friend, and she immersed herself back into the conversation.

“You have got to do some background check on him. See what he does on meetings with his team. He just finished a tour, he wouldn’t be planning another one so soon. You know, snoop around, find out stuff.”

“I am not going to do that! That would mean I don’t trust him! And I do! I trust him. And what he does on meetings with his pr team is his Harry!!!business. I don’t want to put my nose in between.”

“Fine. Whatever.”

“Yeah. Say him hi from us if you see him soon. Or if you see him at all”

That hurt her.

True, they both hadn’t seen each other since a few days. Weeks, if you will. But, he told her that he was busy and had to visit his mum for a while. And how could she argue with that?

She decided to not answer them back, terminating any further arguments. They changed the topic soon after, talking about some other gossip.

. . .

Throwing her stuff on the floor, she slumped down on the bed. The workout was good, but sometimes, it drained the whole life out of her.

After catching her breath, she got up and pulled out her phone, pulling up Harry’s contact.

They had texted three days ago, and the messages made her smile,

Harry: Okay, so, do you like tea or not?

Y/n: I like tea. But not that much hat you will bring me a while shop of your “Special England tea”!!

Harry: It’s not even that much. Plus, I will drink it with you.

Y/n: But still???

Harry: Come on!!

Y/n: Alright, fine! But you will make tea for me. Every morning and evening.

Harry: Done! Always at your service, ma’am! 🫡 Plus, you know, tea has antioxidants. And it boosts immunity! I can make a cuppa for you everytime after we fuck.

Y/n: Harry!!!

Harry: What?? It really boosts energy. After one round, you feel so tired and—

Y/n: Alright, stop! You’re such a menace.

Harry: I’m your menace!! You took responsibility of this menace those months ago.

Y/n: Don’t make me regret that!

Harry: Aww :(( I’m sad now.

Y/n: Wanna facetime?

Harry: Yess! But I’m still sad :(( 🙁

Y/n: Yes, Harry. I will make it up to you! Now call before I change my mind.

Harry: Yes, ma’am 🫡

They used to text regularly, but called rarely. The last call had been about a week ago, when he was drunk and had butt-dialled her. They had talked, and she managed to safely halp him get to his room, drink water and go to sleep. And he slept without hanging up, and so did she. Harry woke up at midnight, and started sneezing, which woke her up. She wanted to check him for fever, but he promised he was okay, and was going back home soon after, so she didn’t have to worry afout him. She was a bit assured by that, but still, she couldn’t stopped worrying.

He hadn’t called ever since. Even the last one was a accident.

She wasn’t the clingy type, or someone who needed calling and texting every minute and every hour of the day. They both had professional careers that mattred to them profusely. But, she missed him. So, she decided to call.

He picked up, and was clearly in the middle of something.

“Y/n! How are you?” she didn’t hear them clearly, over all the talking in the background.

“Harry! Where are you?!”

“I’m in a meeting!”

“But-you were supposed to be at your mum’s!”

“Yeah! I came back early. I had a meeting her in LA. It’s about an upcoming film.”

“A film!?”

“Yeah. It’s in the talks. I haven’t signed it yet, though.”

“What is this about?!”

“I’ll tell you, I’m coming back sson. Then we can go on a dinner or something. And hey! I almost forgot! The production is done by your dad’s firm!! Isn’t that great!”

Shit.

“Oh! You-you didn’t tell me that.”

“Yeah, your dad asked me not to. But, it’s gonna be on the media soon, so I thought you hear it from me rather than the press.”

“Listen, I gotta go. I’ll talk later.”

“Sure, love! Bye!”

And she cut the call.

Were her friends right? Did he use her for all these months just for this?

Maybe they were. Maybe they weren’t.

She felt sad. Sure, the offer might’ve been by her dad, but, no one talked to her? No one even bothered to even tell her about it, till the last moment. Till the paparazzi were gonna know so that she won’t feel bad for herself by hearing it from them.

Maybe they were right. Maybe he did date her to get the advantage, and will soon breakup with her, as soon as his job from her is over.

As soon as he has finished using her.

. . .

He was coming back today. But, she wasn’t bothered. He could come, and go back to his own house. Not bother talking to her, or even seeing her face. She didn’t want that.

Despite that, she picked up his call.

“Y/n? You didn’t pick up my call yesterday. Was calling you before I got on the plane.”

“Yeah-I was kinda busy yesterday.”

“Oh. So? I’m back. I’m gonna get my baggage and then…maybe I can come over?” he smiled, she could tell.

“Uh-I don’t know, Harry. I’m tired. I had a shoot yesterday and I haven’t eaten much.”

“So? Let me take you to dinner.”

“I’d rather stay ion tonight”

“So I–”

“Alone.”

“Oh. Alright. Okay. Call me if you need me.”

I won’t. She thought to herself.

“Bye, Harry” not “Bye, lovie” or “Bye, H”

Maybe she was tired. Harry decided not to think about it too much, and instead, went to his house.

. . .

“Harry!! How’s my man?”

“Hey! I’m good! You know, same old-same old.”

“Yeah! Where’s Y/n? She isn’t here?”

“No, man. She actually wanted to rest today. She had a shoot yesterday”

“No, she didn’t. She was with us yesterday. We went shopping, and then drinks, even.”

“Oh…”

“Maybe she was tired? Or hungover?”

“Or maybe she didn’t want to be with me.”

“Hey! Don’t say that. She actually likes you. Talk to her.”

“Yeah. I will”

He didn’t talk to her.

. . .

Y/n was scrolling through her phone, when she heard the door knock.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Harry.”

She wanted to pretend she wasn’t here. But, it was too late for that.

“Coming!”

She opened the door, and was welcomed with white peonies. A lot of them.

“Good morning, love”

She couldn’t stop the smile that took over her face on seeing him in the morning. The glowy face, the handsome smile.

“Good morning! Come in”

He walked in, removing his shoes, and to the kitchen to put the flowers in water.

He came back, and she was sitting on the sofa.

“I put them in water. Hope you don’t mind”

“No! I don’t. Come on, sit.”

He sat, to hug her, and sling a hand over her shoulder.

But, she slid away.

So, he sat away too, both ending up on the opposite ends of the large sofa.

“So? How you’ve been?”

“I’m fine, thank you! How was your shoot that day?”

“It was alright.”

Lie. He didn’t bother asking her more, not wanting to hear more lies.

“You free today?”

“Yeah…I think so?”

“So, can we go out? A coffee or something?”

“Or, we can hang out here.”

She smiled. He caught it, and scooted closer, wanting to kiss her.

She didn’t protest, allowed his lips on hers. It was when he deepened it, and his hands went to her shirt buttons.

“Harry–Harry!”

He pulled back, confused.

“Yeah?”

I-I don’t really feel like– you know”

“Oh. Fuck. I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s alright. I just don’t feel too up for it”

“Sure.” they both looked down, an awkward silence engulfing the atmosphere.

“I should leave” he said after a few seconds, taking the hint that she clearly didn’t want him there.

“Oh. You don’t wanna stay?”

“Not really.”

Saying that, he saw his way out.

“She dosen’t like me anymore. Maybe found someone else.” he thought

“He got what he wanted. Why is he staying? He should leave already.” she thought.

Harry was sad. As he walked towards his car, he felt anger. She didn’t like him anymore. Could’ve just said to him at his face.

He couldn’t live like this. So, he decided to got back to confront her.

Before Y/n could close the door shut, Harry was back.

“Harry?”

“Yeah. Me.” he growled, so angry, his eyes were red, and fists clenched.

“What happened?” she asked, a bit scared.

“You tell me what happened. You don’t like me anymore?”

“That’s not–how can you say that?”

“You don’t talk to anymore, you don’t call me, or even text me. You don’t want to hang out with me, hell, you can’t even stand kissing me anymore.” he was hovering over her, and she was scared now. He realized that, and backed down, throwing himself on the couch.

“That’s not true! And you can’t talk like that to me!”

“I’m sorry. But you could just tell me. Instead of making me suffer like that. Or do you like that?”

She too was angry now.

“Maybe I do. Right now, I fucking do. And that is much better than what you did to me!”

“And what did I do?!”

“You used me. You fucking used me to get contacts with my family. You just wanted to get close to my dad so that you could use his money on your stupid new movie!!”

“What? Fuck! You think that low of me?!”

They both were yelling now.

“It’s not “thinking low” of you. It’s what’s true.. You didn’t even tell me anything. Hell, I didn’t even know you were doing another movie.”

“I was planning on telling you over dinner. After I came back.”

“But, you couldn’t. You feared that I would learn everything from the media, so you told me haphazardly over a fucking call!”

“Oh, so would you rather have heard it from them?”

“Could’ve been better. Better than hearing from a fucking liar. A fucking loser who just used me to get my father’s money.”

“Watch your tone, Y/n. I haven't gone that low. And you know that.”

“Maybe I don’t. Maybe you did, and once you got it, came back here to break up with me.”

“You’re so fucking childish!”

“Oh. Break up with me, then. Do it”

“Maybe I will” he mocked her. And walked out the door, slamming it shut.

He went back to his car, and made his way inside this time. Once the anger had subsided, he cried. And so did she.

. . .

“Harry styles rejected a movie produced by Y/n Pitt’s father. A coincidence or a desperate attempt?”

She slumped, when she read the article. and then about ten more, about how he had backed down in order to save his relationship. Some said that it was a publicity stunt.

She pulled up Harry’s contact, calling him.

"Why?"

"To get it off your mind that I did not use you."

"Fuck, Harry. What do you want from me?"

"I don't want anything from you. I want you."

"Really?"

"Yes, y/n. really. I did not give up a million dollar project for just "really""

"You didn't have to, you know. And that wasn't a good bargain either. What did you get? Me? Should've taken the movie instead."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah"

"You want me to break up with you. And take the movie instead.?"

"Yes. if that's what you want."

"What I want is you. How do I say it so you believe me?"

"Take me on a date."

. . .

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[sincerelyyellingback]

So, the county I live in has an annual maple festival the last weekend in April. There's a pageant that goes with it, where a panel of judges selects a high school-aged king, queen, and first attendant, as well as several other positions across other age categories.

Well, the guy who runs our local Facebook gossip page apparently does not agree with the judges' picks this year, and he, as well as several other grown men in his comment section, have decided to publicly tear these children down because of their appearances and the way that they dress.

The comments are a cesspool, with grown men calling these kids the "mental illness king and queen" and alleging that these children's parents are absent, and saying the queen "looks like a dude" and the king "looks like a make a wish situation." It's absolutely disgusting.

It isn't a beauty pageant! These children are chosen for their values and their character, and these disgusting moids in the comments are mad that these kids aren't their idea of attractive. HELLO????? Our world is so fucked up, they feel comfortable saying things like that publicly.

And the really sad part is that the children have all seen these posts, and their family members are having to go into the comment section and stand up to grown adults who are bullying their children in a public online space. This is the most attention this pageant has ever gotten, and this is the reason why.

Un-fucking-believeable.

[jopetkasi]

Sooner or later, I will ran out of friends, like seriously.

It's damned if you do. Damned if you don't situation.

Situation #1

So this friend in order to get me laid, sent me a picture. Turns out these are supposed to be straight guys who goes gay for pay (In other words, escort boys he found in Telegram) This is also the friend who used to date muscled men who struts their family jewels in sketchy male beauty pageants. 

Staring at the picture, I admit piqued my interest. I was tempted to bite the offer. However, I felt slighted. On hindsight, am I that old to pay for sex with younger men? Have I crossed over the plane of matronly gay guys who do not give a fuck with loving relationships and instead settles for paid sex (no offense, please) 

Okay, I am no paragon of virtues. Let me be clear on that. I admit in the past, majority of my relationships and flings are with married men. and yes, there have been monetary considerations on account of school fees to pay and debts settle. Even my ex, I willingly financed his business. 

Did I give out of love? of course no. There has to be something premium to give back. And that is me feeling superior over these burly machismo infested men, who was at my beck and call, because I have the money.

Gamitan in other words. 

That was my addiction. Controlling people. And it was ugly. It left me wounded and empty after every sexual bout in some sleazy motel. 

Tired from all the bullshit I did, I decided to give  myself a break.  I deleted photos and indecent convos. Avoided occasions to slut and cleared my hard drive of porn - not because I am pretending to be clean. But simply because I am getting addicted and it  has started to ruin me little by little. Never easy I told myself and it took me years to partly overcome that addiction (and struggles to this day)  

That is why people nowadays find me aloof. Intentional yes because that is my defense mechanism. Ayoko na kasing tumingin sa tao tapos me malice. me balak or pagnanasa.  tapos na ako dyan. gusto ko nalang mag relate to people not because they are physically desirable but for who they really are. 

Hypocrisy? I dunno? You are free to judge me. 

Going back to the friend who doubles as pimp (lol kidding) I told him that the guys are handsome but I am already dating someone - of course that’s another necessary lie. 

[arcplaysgames]

Yosuke and Teddrick Hanamura, I am going to miss you idiots.

I have written an entire post on the tragedy of Yosuke. He is, like Chie, very much a work in progress. You can look at the arc of his character like a lobbed ball and guess his eventual trajectory and landing. I hope for Yosuke, it will be a soft one. I fear instead he will bust an ankle on impact and cry about it, but he'll be okay.

Also someone please wife this man before he winds up married to some woman in the most agonizing comphet marriage of all time. Yosuke is a homosexual and by god he needs a boyfriend.

Character Accuracy to Their Arcana: ZEEEEEERO. He's a High Priestess.

aaaaaaaand this is the second time i cried playing P4G, the first being Kanji's Max SLink scene. Oh my god the tears.

This fucking character should be nothing by irritation. On paper, on script, Teddie is annoying and too much to handle and overbearing (ha). But like, Sam Riegel is the fucking all-star winner of the entire cast imo for making Teddie work. I have been continuously baffled by how much I adore this mascot bear, but his story was so genuinely moving and affecting, he's my second favorite character in the game. The fucking PATHOS.

I am so happy that Teddie made himself into a real boy. If he didn't, Nanako wouldn't have made it. The world is richer for his self-decided presence in it.

Love you Teddie.

Character Accuracy to Their Arcana: 12 out of 10, it's immaculate from start to finish.

I have such mixed emotions on Naoto.

Going into this game, Naoto was the character I feared the most. There is a lot of right-minded anger about how Naoto is handled by the game. As I said before, I tempered my expectations dramatically for playing.

Naoto disappointed me but not because the Gender Thing. With the clarity of hindsight and some context from a trusted source, I get what they were going for with Naoto. But while they were always a fucking gem in the MSQ and group scenes, Naoto's SLink was one of the weakest in the game. I think that at some point, the writers (or someone who had say over the writing, lbr) got gunshy around what they created with Naoto, and as soon as he joins the party, it feels like all the interesting parts of his set-up are shelved.

Which I don't know which I would prefer honestly? A solid attempt at dealing with Naoto And Gender that winds up being a huge fuckup, or this defanged version of a character arc, where all Naoto's potential is visible in the MSQ but just goes poof in every other scene.

That said, her fashion is INCREDIBLE and she gave us multiple incredible moments in the story. Walking out on the beauty pageant and still winning? King shit.

Character Accuracy to Their Arcana: Difficult to say since so much of Naoto's arc feels completely aborted. 4 out of 10 for what was actually on the screen canonically.

I don't have much to say for Yumi! Except in her final scene she sasses Reverie for running away from being her boyfriend, which is funny. ALSO SHE SAYS SHE'S GOING TO GO INTO POLITICS AND I LITERALLY SAID THAT WHEN WE FIRST MET, THAT SHE'D BE GREAT IN POLITICS? Holy shit what a called shot, go me.

But Yumi unfortunately innately suffers from being a Sun arcana after the shocking good and profound P3P Sun Slink. It was an impossible act to follow. She's fun tho! I liked her!

Character Accuracy to Their Arcana: eh. 3 out of 10. sorry.

God what a roller coaster of a pair.

Dojima was frankly a piece of shit for a LOT of this game, albeit a well-meaning one. The moment he sent Reverie after a crying Nanako rather than going himself really truly stressed my dedication to completing his SLink, I wanted to bail so badly. But his portrayal in the game is deeply sympathetic. The game is highly aware he's a fucking mess and a shit father, and it gives him space to become better. Which I like better than a hopeless case. It was real touch and go there for a while though.

Nanako really was the glue that held the plot together, wasn't she. It was kind of heavy-handed. Like, I didn't know what was going to happen to Nanako, but I did call very early that something was going to happen to her, to propel the plot. As this game's Justice Child, she's much weaker than Ken honestly and as much as it pains me to say, she should have been Temperance. There is very little judgement passed by her, there is no great clarity from her. She's a child, and she's wronged and neglected, and those things get better, but there is no recourse.

(Which is okay with me as a rehabilitationist myself.)

Character Accuracy to Their Arcana: VERY LOW FOR BOTH TBH. 2 out of 10. Dojima and the Fox should have swapped, I am dead serious.

okay i would have fucked this up but a friend told me i needed to say no here or i'd miss the true ending. it'll have to wait until tomorrow, as it is midnight and I gotta SLEEP.

tomorrow, we finish P4G.

[anthroparis]

thinking about how fucking good whip it is. oh my god. the way it represents femininity in such a humanizing way. the way it says that womanhood is subjective, that it's up to the individual to decide what being is a girl means to them. the way it tells us that femininity is not one thing, but a complex, layered subject, but it's also not the end-all. being a woman is infinite, it's layered, it's mixed, it's good and it's bad, it's messy and it's ugly, it's scary, but it's sacred- not in the mysterious way, but being a girl- whatever that means to you- is a relationship you build with yourself over time. it's not inherent. it's not set in stone. it's not a neat little list of traits you either meet or don't.

the scene where bliss is on the bus and there's an elderly woman who has blue hair. "I like your hair" "thanks, I do it myself!" the overwhelming sense of connection between two people who have nothing in common. the message that women don't just wilt to nothing when they age. the absolute beauty of individuality. the knowledge that women have always been defining themselves by their own standards, and always will. this scene alone carries 1000x more meaning and passion than anything that happened in the barbie movie.

the scene where maggie mayhem talks about her son. the message that motherhood is not the end of independence, that being a mom doesn't make you any less of a badass. the representation of girls who are not traditionally maternal breaking boundaries and being mothers, anyway.

bliss' entire arc. wanting to be herself. not wanting to be pressured into the traditional gender roles that dictate her life. going through heartbreak and realizing that it's not even close to the end of her story, because relationships don't define her. she's not a booksmart career woman, she's not a pageant queen, she's not a femme fatale, she's violent, she's messy, she gets ugly at times, she has no corporate dreams. she doesn't want to go to college, she wants to move to austin and do roller derby. the message that she is just as valuable and her dreams and wants are just as important as any other woman's.

this movie is so good. I love elliot page. I hope he knows that. I love drew barrymore too. thank you drew

[jellogram]

Review of the A&E JonBenet Ramsey documentary on Hulu and general case discussion below the cut.

First of all it's always nice when a true crime doc isn't shy about criticizing the police and discussing how they might have been blinded by a need to close the case. And the general harassment the family has gone through isn't fair, because I don't believe in harassing anyone involved in a crime regardless of their role in it. The media and the police both immediately decided the family killed their daughter in cold blood and they were made to suffer as if this was fact, and that was fucked up.

That said.

I don't like how the doc takes the DNA of an unknown male as evidence that the family is innocent. All that proves is that the stupid theory about the brother killing JonBenet likely isn't true, but there was never anything to suggest that anyway. The doc refutes some falsehoods, like the letter being definitely written by Patsy Ramsey, but it ultimately doesn't do enough to explain why the family should be exonerated.

There's a big difference between proving they didn't outright commit the murder themselves, and proving they weren't somehow complicit in what happened.

Because the story the doc tells doesn't make sense — if we take that DNA as the exoneration of the parents, the remaining details still don't fit together.

They're implying that someone broke into house, took JonBenet from her bed and dragged her into the basement, strangled and assaulted her, killed her, and then left without any signs of forced entry, without disturbing any part of the house at all, and without waking anyone, went over to a notepad and wrote a ransom note for the return of JonBenet, and then left, never to be heard from again.

The only way any of that makes sense is if the family knew someone was in the house and didn't intervene, which leads me to my theory.

As many have suggested, this was most likely a targeted attack based on JonBenet's publicity. So we have parents who've entered their child in the inherently exploitative and sexualizing industry of child beauty pageants, and a daughter who is quite successful and well-known for this. We have an unidentified male who was sexually assaulting JonBenet, and we have a situation where the parents simply had to know this man was in the house with her.

I think you can guess where I'm going with this.

I think they knew the man was alone with her. I don't know if they knew what he was doing with her, but I think they allowed him into the house to interact with her alone. I think it went badly and he killed her. But the parents knew if they pursued the killer they'd be exposed for having allowed him into the house, and possibly pimping their daughter out, depending on how dark you think their original plan was. They might have just meant to let him get a photo with her or something, I don't know, and I certainly wouldn't level these accusations at all if I had any kind of platform, but it's the only thing that makes sense to me.

I don't think the family murdered her, I don't think they killed her by accident, but I do think they know what happened. And even if you think the killer could have somehow snuck in and out of the house undetected, I believe the ransom note completely ruins that theory.

I find it painfully obvious that they wrote the note. They wrote $118,000 specifically to match John's Christmas bonus, because they thought it might lead the cops to suspect that was the motivation. Because it makes absolutely no sense for the killer to have left a note when they'd already killed the girl, left her body in their house, and made a clean getaway.

It makes no sense for him to demand only that much when they lived in a fancy house, it makes no sense that he wouldn't have also stolen anything if money was his goal, it makes no sense to imply that a simple Christmas bonus would have been the motivation when JonBenet was high profile, sexualized, and sexually assaulted. Clearly she was the target.

In conclusion: I think this doc does a good job explaining how the media firestorm around the case was harmful, and how cops can be blinded to other possibilities once they get a hunch. I think it's good that something shows the parents' perspective, given that no one knows anything for sure and 99% of case coverage is against them.

I do however think it goes too hard trying to defend the family and ends up doing exactly what they criticize the cops for: becoming so deadset on their narrative that they become blinded to the evidence right in front of them.

[bakugosbratx]

Request: Hi! I was wondering if you could write a story when y/n is the crazy one and kidnaps Bakugo. Tysm ! -meena

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Content. Yandere, stalking, kidnapping, cursing, mental illness, blood, abuse, drugs, etc.

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A/N: Hmm this is a different turn of events. I love it 👀 I hope you enjoyed anon! I went a little wild with this one.

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“Dear Katsuki,

I watched you save a civilian on television today. I know it’s your job and all, but you did not have to save her. Her life is not as important as mine. Do you not cherish what we have? Am I just a nobody to you? This is my 103rd letter to you and still no response. I know your address did not change so do not give me that pathetic excuse, Katsuki Bakugo. Surely, you must remember we are soulmates. We are one. How dare you fucking forget me? I had to rip all of my posters down in a fit of rage. You know how angry that makes me, baby, but it will all be okay, because you are coming home to me. We will be one.

Sincerely,

Yours.”

You burst into a fit of giggles as you kick your bare feet back and forth on his bed. You wrote in black ink and covered the paper in orange hearts since it is the pro-hero’s favorite color. You could not help but leave precious lipstick kisses on the page. Something you always do in your love letters to Katsuki. The posters in your house are covered in them. Katsuki’s beautiful face is just so kissable. You cannot wait to do it tonight.

All you can think about is Katsuki. That is all your day consists of. Your clothing is all his merchandise and his favorite colors. You spend hours upon hours watching interviews, videos, surveillance footage of the hero. When he is out on patrol, you do your best to hide in areas so you can see the hero up close and personal. Your face just beams with joy at the mere glance of him.

You did your best to meet him several times. Any disaster there was to be had, you put on your nicest attire, do your make-up just how you think he likes, and have your hair freshly done. No better way to greet your significant other after hero work than looking like a beauty pageant queen.

Sadly, all your attempts were failures. Katsuki did not even give you the time of day. He is way too focused on beating the villains to a pulp. You did admire this about him, but your own selfish desires created hatred in you. He should be paying attention to you. Not those pesky villains.

Katsuki is sure to receive forty-five letters addressing the issue. All that he will never even skim over. This is only adding fuel to the fire.

The posters that hang in every single room in your apartment are ripped to shreds. Pools of tears covered your orbs, smudging all of your makeup. You climbed onto your black sofa, taking your left high heel and breaking the glass photo of Katsuki hanging there. Shards of glass sprinkle the couch and hardwood floor below. You don't even care for the pieces that collected into your skin. You will worry about that later.

“Fuck you, Katsuki!” You sobbed, ripping his face with your teeth and spitting out the saliva covered photo onto the litter filled floor.

“Pro-Hero Great Explosion Murder God Dynamite saves another civilians life yet again, taking down another member of the league of villains who was terrorizing the victim.”

The news anchor’s words fell on deaf ears as you went to the television screen. You are captivated by your significant other’s beauty on the tv. Blood leaked from your freshly manicured hands. They are painted orange and black as always.

“Oh, Katsuki,” you sighed with a smile, tracing a heart around his face with your leaking blood, “we will be together soon. I promise, baby. I’ll take you away from this sick, cruel world so we can live happily ever after.”

You were serious that day. You planned it on your calendar. The countdown began on the night you are going to be one with Katsuki. A day you knew you both looked forward to.

“Dear Katsuki,

Did you miss me? I know I missed you. I even stamped this letter in my blood so you can have my DNA to mix with yours. I can’t wait to procreate with you. We will make such wonderful babies, don’t ya think? They will be so beautiful like you. I will be such an excellent mother. No woman can be a great wife to you like I can. Do you understand me?”

You had to pause writing as your blood started to boil at the thought. Your pen is already creating a huge ink spot from the anger consuming your hands. Small growls escaped your parted lips as you began to growl.

“If I can’t have you, no one can, Katsuki Bakugo. I am your one true love. You're one and only. And I’ll make sure that day comes. Just a few more days, baby, and we will be one.

Sincerely,

Yours.”

The day finally came. You knew Katsuki’s schedule by heart. You loved watching him do his morning routines with the security cameras you placed in his home. The poor male never even thought to check. Such a mistake on his part. It only confirmed he needed protection from the world. Only you can provide that. Sure, you may be quirkless, but no one knows Katsuki like you do. No one can love him like you. He knows this. He has to.

You drew a luke-warm bubble bath with nice lit candles, rose pedals, a few drops of your blood, and some freshly made desserts for you both to enjoy while you catch up. You are even so kind enough to fetch him a beer or two so he can relax. You know how he enjoys his alcoholic beverages after a long day of hero work.

You rested on his bed. The natural caramel scent engulfed your nostrils as you wrote letters into your notebook once more. Even when you two are officially together forever, you still love to write out your thoughts. You know he enjoys them as well.

Hours upon hours passed. Frustration arose overtime. You did not want to be angry with your spouse, but he knows better than to be home late on your special day. You have almost filled up your notepad with phrases upon phrases of ‘I love you’s’ and sweet nothings. Along with other things.

You tapped your bandages covered foot on the ground as you began to pace. “What is taking him so long?” You huffed aloud, growing more impatient by each passing second. The bath is beginning to become cold and that is just rude in your opinion. You decided to write out your emotions.

“Dear Katsuki,

What the fuck is taking you so long, huh? It’s so fucking aggervating and just plain rude. I have done so much for you only to toss me to the side like I’m nothing. Are you cheating on me? I do not tolerate disrespect, Katsuki Bakugo. You are going to make me mean and you know I hate being mean to you. You just make me jealous, baby. You know how you do that to me. Make me feel all types of emotion I can’t seem to understand, but one thing is for certain is that you and I will be together.

Sincerely,”

You did not even get to finish your final entry as you hear the front door downstairs unlock. Scrambling to put the diary away, you gather the necessary items from under the bed and wait for the perfect moment to strike. Katsuki’s natural loud ways was helping you locate his every move without even having to look at security footage.

All you have to do is be patient.

Katsuki sat on the couch, propping his sock-covered feet onto the glass coffee table and turning on the television. You allowed him some moments to get settled before gently tip-toeing down the stairs, rope, duct tape, and a blunt object ready in hand.

Just as Katsuki turned to acknowledge your presence, the crowbar hit his head, knocking him unconscious. You quickly attend to his wound — not without dropping some droplets of blood into his — so it does not get offended. You cannot have your husband getting an infection.

You tie up his hands and legs, duct tape his mouth after delivering kisses to his perfectly plump lips, and drag him to the kitchen. You did not realize how much your lover really weighed. Too much time was wasted dragging him to the fridge than preferred, but it will all be worth it in the end. You know it will be.

Katsuki did not wake up until the next day. You stayed by his side the whole time, telling him about your day and how much you have planned for you two. Of course, he needs to build his trust with you. You love a very intelligent man and the last thing you need is for him to be against you.

Slowly opening his crimson eyes, his attention is brought to a grinning you. Katsuki immediately attempts to escape the captivity he is in, but it is no use. You just had to buy special rope that cancels quirks.

“Struggle all you want, Katsuki-poo. There is no escaping me.” You chuckled, loving the way he squirmed and furrowed his eyebrows at you. All of his curses are mumbled by the tape which is probably the best considering you did not want to be insulted right now.

“When you calm down, I’ll take off the tape.” You bargained, shrugging nonchalantly as you kneel in front of the man. Did this calm him down? No. You know it wouldn’t regardless. You know Katsuki better than he knows himself yet you already want to push his buttons. The way he gets so angry turns you on and you can’t just help yourself but want more.

After a couple of hours of Katsuki complaining and you writing even more in your diary, he decided to calm down. This made you happy. You wanted to hear his beautiful gruff voice.

Grabbing the corner of the tape, you rip it off. Katsuki is already barking insults. “Are you fucking insane? Who the hell even are you? This isn’t going to end well with you, you psycho bit—“

A hard slap to his face interrupted Katsuki’s spill. Along with the duct tape you placed back on his mouth. “Such a meanie,” you pout, “and here I was about to be so nice to you.”

This cycle repeated itself for three days. You never left his side once. How could you? He is obviously in distress. He needs you by his side. He cannot do anything without you. Especially with his hands tied behind his muscular back. Katsuki finally decided that playing the game is the only way to win it.

You ripped the tape off once again. Katsuki did not even speak this time. “Did you learn your lesson?” You quizzed with an arched brow. “Y’know being a meanie is not going to get you anywhere, Katsukikins.”

“Why are you doing this?” Katsuki inquired, his gruff voice sounding so weak and hollow. You almost felt bad.

“You’re so silly, Suki. C’mon,” you brought your lips close to his, “gimme a kiss.”

Reluctantly, Katsuki did as instructed. Considering you are straddling his lap and his powers are useless, he has no choice in the matter. You loved the compliance.

“Good boy.” You praised, ruffling his messy blonde hair. Katsuki glared at you. “Will you be good and eat some food for me?”

“I don’t want your stupid ass food.” Katsuki growled, laying his head against the bottom freezer of his fridge.

“Nonsense, Suki.” You giggled, feeling extremely joyful to be with Katsuki. You bring a spoon of Miso soup up to his closed lips, “have some. I blew on it so it’s not too hot.”

“Get that trash away from me, you idiot—“ Katsuki was interrupted by a spoon entering his mouth. Though he would hate to admit this, the soup tasted delicious and he is quite hungry. He put up a fight, but allowed you to feed him properly until every drop was gone. Unfortunately, Katsuki is unaware that the soup is drugged until it’s too late.

His body began to feel numb. He did not even have the strength to ask questions as his eyes became drowsy. Soon, he is slumped over, sound asleep as you manage to drag him up the stairs and into your shared bed.

Planting kisses all over structures, you tuck him in and finish some late night entries in your diary. Skimming through them all and reflecting on how you got here now, it made you smile. Progress has been made and will continue to do so.

Signing off on the final page, you write:

“Dear Katsuki,

These past three days have been exhilarating. I see it in your terrified eyes how happy you are that I am here. I know how much you missed me. I missed you, too, baby. We will continue to grow and soon, we will have children. I even have my menstrual cycle all planned out. I am all yours and you’re all mine. Can’t you see, baby doll? We are forever meant to be.

Sincerely,

Yours.”

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[actuallysaiyan]

CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU 🎉

Nickname: Aerith

Pronouns: She/Him

Personality Traits: Religious, friendly, sweet, intelligent, creative, hyper (sometimes), thoughtful, giggly, clumsy, feisty, arrogant, mean-spirited, provocative, foul-mouthed, sarcastic, frightful, sensitive, bold, and savage

Personality Type: INFJ

Star sign: Libra sun, Sagittarius moon, Cancer rising, and Libra venus

Hobbies: Drawing, singing, dancing when nobody's around (I'm very bad at it), sharing nerdy or opinionated thoughts, walking like a model (if I ever feel so confident), sleeping, listening to music (from rock to kpop), chatting or blogging on Tumblr, watching videos on YouTube, making terrible jokes/puns, watching cartoons or beauty pageants [on YouTube], writing, reading interesting things, and conceptualizing my artworks.

Fandom: Naruto

Who do you love most in that fandom: Tenten, Itachi, Kaguya

Who do you hate in that fandom: Fūka

Would you rather be matched with a man or a woman: Man

Smut: Yes

Anyone you don't want to be matched with: Characters with HUGE age gaps (e.g. Madara and co.)

Ideal date: Late night drives + music + coffee or drive thru

My Life In...

Naruto

After some extensive research, we've concluded that you are best matched with... HIDAN! Congrats!

In this universe, you and Hidan are living your lives together, still being mercenaries. Still, the love that grew has become so strong now. Here's you love story...

Matched with: Hidan Skills/career: You’re part of the Akatsuki, and you have a kekkei genkai that allows you to use creative skills to be used as attacks. Song: God Only Knows by The Beach Boys Best Friends: Itachi, Kisame, DeidaraLove at first sight: Not exactly.

How you met:  You were inducted into the Akatsuki due to your village needing some protection. At first, you didn’t really like Hidan. He just rubbed you the wrong way. It became a little more obvious how alike you two could be when Itachi and Kisame pointed it out. Eventually, you found yourself drawn to Hidan. Something about his demeanor just slowly became endearing in a way. And soon you were grouped together with him and Kakuzu.

How you fell in love: It took a long time. But the more time you spent with him, you just couldn’t help falling for the guy. His smile became so infectious. And he showed such compassion whenever he was with you. You couldn’t help but think maybe he would become a little kinder, but it was mostly only to you. Hidan would do his best to finally get your attention. He fell for you hard, and the sweet little gestures he did for you made your heart race. After he started making grand gestures, it didn’t take long for you to finally admit you had a huge crush on him.

Your first date: Hidan waits until everyone is asleep, then he goes to your room. The two of you decide to head out into one of the nearby fields and look up at the stars. It’s a clear night, and he’s hoping everything will turn out perfectly. He has some drinks and a small picnic set up on a blanket. You’re  a little surprised to find how romantic Hidan is, but he confesses his feelings for you. What starts out as chaste kisses develops into some heavy making out. Hidan lets it stop there, and he is a gentleman through the whole date. It’s almost sunrise when the two of you go to bed.

Your first time being intimate: Hidan is used to having casual hookups, but with you, he knew it had to be different. He sets up his bedroom with nice lighting, scented candles and even some rose petals. It's romantic but Hidan still shows you how excited he can get. Still, the pleasure is all for you and Hidan does all he can to make sure you always cum first.

He presses a kiss to your lips, his long cock already deep inside of you. You don’t remember the last time someone fucked you. It was before you joined this little organization. What you do know, is that you’ve never been fucked by someone with as long a cock as Hidan. It reaches your cervix without even trying. He watches your face to make sure you aren’t in pain. Hidan knows he’s long, but he can make it feel good.

“You’re really fuckin’ tight,” Hidan finally breathes. Your silky walls are clamped down so tightly.

You blush, “Well it has been a while since I got laid.”

Hidan chuckles. He presses another kiss to your lips, and then he lets his lips trail down to your neck. He leaves soft lovebites, licking them after he’s done sucking on your tender flesh. The sweet moans you make just for him, it’s just driving him even more crazy. Hidan never wants this moment to end. He knows that he’s fallen for you completely.

“Pussy so good, makes me want to be a better man.”

Where are you now: You and Hidan actually defected from the Akatsuki, and the two of you decided to run away. You live far away from most people, in a small town together. The two of you are much happier this way, spending your days enjoying one another. You’re both still mercenaries, needing the money. But it’s not like the Akatsuki days. It’s just you and Hidan. Loving one another.

General headcanons: 

Hidan is a cuddler. He may not seem it at first, but he enjoys holding you in his arms and just having a few moments of silence. This is very rare, considering he’s always running his mouth.

He will protect you no matter what. Hidan has his faith, but he isn’t opposed to doing what he can to make sure you’re safe. He doesn’t like the idea of going against his beliefs, but for your sake, he would.

Hidan always enjoys making his favorite food with you. He’s not a bad cook, despite what you may think of him. He enjoys food enough to want to learn how to make it good.

He often gets into arguments and fights, so you might need to help him tone back the swearing if you can. Though, it may be fun to watch him get into fights.

Hidan loves spoiling you with gifts whenever he can. He’ll buy you all kinds of stuff. He’s pretty supportive of your hobbies and passions as well.

He still likes to take you out and look at the stars. It’s so beautiful and he can talk about all kinds of stuff whenever you’re together like this. If you draw the night sky, he will be so happy.

Sexy headcanons

The man is kind of a freak in the sheets. He fucks like he’s an animal in heat. It’s just one of his favorite things to do in the world.

He’s mentioned more than once he has a blood kink, but if you aren’t into it, he’ll leave it out of the bedroom. He wants you to be comfortable in the bedroom as well.

Hidan is a big fan of loving, mating press kind of sex too. Something about having you in that position really turns him on. Maybe because you’re so helpless beneath him.

Hidan loves it if you were to tug on his hair while he goes down on you. Clench your thighs around his face. Suffocate him. He can’t die anyway, so he wants to suffocate between your thighs.

He’s not against being tied up, or vice versa. He’s really into both, and he loves it if you were to blindfold him as well and tease him until he is just begging for pleasure.

He needs to cum inside of you. He’s got a huge cum fetish. He doesn’t care about getting you pregnant, it’s all about marking you up as his. It’s the sight of his seed leaking out of you that turns him on.

[soliverse]

Beautiful/Dirty/Rich (teaser)

reader x nct’s china line (wayv + renjun and chenle)

senator!kun

bodyguards!winwin and lucas

tabloid reporter!renjun

(the rest of the other members’ roles will be revealed in the main fic)

genre: smut, angst, romance, dark comedy

(I still haven’t decided to make it a series or post it as a full-length fic. help me decide)

warnings (for this teaser): media manipulation, a curse word (because this is a soliverse fic)

word count for teaser: 801

synopsis: You’ve managed to bag a Senator for a husband, dragging into the chaotic world of politics. You’ve learned that the best thing about being a powerful man’s wife is you get to share the power with him.

inspiration:

Loosely based on Crazy Rich Asians, the song Beautiful, Dirty, Rich by Lady Gaga, irl politics because that is a mess by itself.

networks:

@nctcreations @kdiarynet @kpopscape @kwritersworld @neowritingsnet @czennienet @nct-writers

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People say that there are three easy ways to get a better life: be born into a wealthy family, marry rich, and be a politician.

Your engagement with Qian Kun just completed your trifecta.

As your country’s representative to the world’s biggest beauty pageant, you’ve managed to catch the eyes of men looking to get their hands on you. 

You got actors, athletes, models. But all of them are such a bore. What they wanted is someone to show off with, a temporary arm candy to boost their popularity and masculinity.

And then you met a Senator, who promised you the world the second that he laid his eyes on you.

And last night, you finally made it official. Your publicist and his managers made sure to let every media outlet know about the surprise engagement. It was ridiculous enough to spread like a rumor, and that it was from an anonymous source, but everything was going according to plan.

It was the morning after and everyone has been either blowing up your phone to get a hold of you or has been hogging Kun’s secretary for hours now.

Who wouldn’t? It’s always a scandal whenever a public figure dates a fellow public figure, even more so when she’s half his age.

Everybody needs the scoop, and they need it now.

The paparazzi flocked in front of the studio that you’re supposed to work today. Cameras are already flashing even before you step out the vehicle. But one thing that you like about your future hubby is that he always planned ahead. 

As an early wedding gift, he gave you his most trusted bodyguards. 

One of them is Sicheng, as they call him. The guy means business, and can be described as a man of few words. He rarely ever talked to anyone, mostly sending his orders to the other bodyguard, another tall gent called Lucas, and he would be the one explaining to you what to do.

Upon looking at the crowd outside, everyone realized that the crowd was even denser than what you initially expected. Sicheng acts right away, motioning Lucas to lend his ear to whisper something. 

You found out soon after that it was for Lucas to explain the new security plan to your team of stylists. He enthusiastically explained the procedure in full detail how everything should go before facing the media. With him are two other men, the names must’ve slipped from your head, but you know they’re just as reliable. They are there to protect the Senator’s future wife, after all.

“Ma’am, are you ready?”

Sicheng asked you from the backseat, preparing themselves for the outpour of media outside.

“Ready when you are.” You grinned as Lucas finally opened the door for you, drowning you with the sounds of camera shutters and the buzzing of their voices, trying so desperately to get a statement from you.

With your rehearsed beauty queen smile, you managed to wave at everyone, making sure that everyone gets a glimpse of your expensive engagement ring while your bodyguards try their best to control the crowd.

Questions are being thrown at you left and right.

Is it true that your father bribed the judges so you’ll win the pageant?

People think that you’ve been dating Senator Kun for at least a year now. Are you the reason for him and Mrs. Qian’s divorce?

You’re just the same age as the Senator’s youngest kid, what do they say about this?

You’re used to them by now, so you just let them fly over you. After all, they’re just baseless accusations. At least that’s what they think it is.

However, one reporter in particular piqued your interest. A male voice managed to pierce through the chaos and reached your head just in time before you entered the building.

“How does it feel being the Senator’s new slut?”

You stopped on your tracks and turned around as gracefully as you can, turning your gaze to the familiar voice that asked you a question.

It was Huang Renjun, still the asshole that he is, gripping the camera hard while glaring at you in disgust.

Your smile grew wider, making the decision to hide yourself on Lucas torso, but leaving enough space so he could see you mouthing your response.

“Fuck offf, Huang Renjun”

You didn’t wait for his answer and walked away with your head held high, doing your best to not to lose the smile and the attitude. It wasn’t time to let them know the details yet. They just got to have to keep on begging you for more.

This is your new life after all, and you’ve asked for it. It’s better to develop a thick skin from now on, or the world you’re about to enter will eat you alive.

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[iamkidfish]

Why Shelby’s teeth works so well as a metaphor for her sexuality

I know this has been talked about a lot but I got sent an ask that made me have a Shelby breakdown so I just thought I’d add my two cents :’)

It’s pretty clear Shelby’s sexuality is linked with her teeth. She says that her flipper is something that holds back all this “ugliness”-referencing the expectations of her life, her internalized homophobia from her father, and the guilt she feels over Becca’s death. That’s a lot of emotional weight packed into a tiny little piece of plastic, but it makes sense.

1. Expectations/Performance: Very quickly into Shelby’s episode, we see how ‘fake’ she really is. (By fake, I mean conforming to the expectations her family and life has provided to her as a means of self-preservation and survival) The pageants, the boyfriend, her teeth are all ‘given’ to her as things she is expected to perform under or with but Shelby’s compliance is a double edged sword: it allows her a safety net (to play a ‘role’ in her family/community but still have these feelings for her best friend) but it’s also the rope that’s constricting her

Does Shelby even like pageants? We know she’s good at them but why did she start competing in the first place? Was it Dave, who saw some early signs of Shelby liking girls and forced her to participate in one of the most gendered things in existence? Or does Shelby put herself into that environment willingly, knowing how she feels about Becca (or girls in general) as a way to shove down her feelings?

We know Shelby is perceptive of these expectations because she lays them all out in her argument with Toni in episode: “I’m not just talking about pageant stuff”. The first time Shelby kisses Becca she’s in a pageant dress (another thing symbolizing her expectations); the first time she kisses Toni, they’re literally talking about expectations in Shelby’s life-”You’re free here Shelby, On an island a million miles away from whatever bullshit expectations and if you’re not taking advantage of that, I don’t know what the fuck to tell you”. Also important: both of these scenes/kisses have a fallout; the first being the marker on Shelby’s dress (and her father noticing the mark and the kiss) and then Shelby literally running away from Toni in the second scene (and running back to expectations/role she’s known her whole life).

It’s also important to note: Shelby’s line to Martha in the pilot “I do family, I do jesus, I do pageants.” those are the three things that are actually harming her/forcing her into these boxes. 

2. Dave Goodkind and internalized homophobia: Oh Dave...nothing like giving your kid years of trauma

Jokes aside, this is the most obvious connection between Shelby’s flipper and her sexuality. It’s mentioned in the show that Shelby first gets her fake teeth when she’s 11 and that’s a long time for her to link all of her insecurities and doubts and negative self-image to her retainer. I’m not completely sure but I think it can be easily interpreted that’s when Shelby realized she liked girls (or at least Becca)

Remember, Dave tells Shelby “God only does beautiful” after her parents initially say no to getting the permanent implants and I’m willing to bet that’s something he started to tell her when she first realized she needed the implants at 11.

It’s only until after Dave catches her kissing Becca that he starts to talk about “fixing” things

(Another important note: the scene where Shelby confronts her father about the kiss, he’s on the treadmill and in the very first scene we see of Shelby’s flashback, Dave is leading the cycling class. Exercise is another motif that is present during Shelby’s episode that relates back to the idea of image/appearance/expectations)

Dave tells Shelby “I still pray for everyone even if they don’t deserve it, even if they can’t be saved” and this is the first moment where it all crashes down. This is when his narrative changes and he changes what he’s telling Shelby to fit the narrative he has constructed.

So he decides to attack Shelby at her most vulnerable: the night she wins the pageant competition which, subsequently, is also the night she finds out that Becca has died. I’ve decided there is no way that Shelby’s parents (at least Dave) don’t know about Becca’s death. Other than the fact that they’re living in a small, conservative, religious Texas town, Shelby’s mom mentions Becca’s ‘mental health problems’, making it clear the news got out into the community, even if Becca’s parents tried to keep it under wraps.

Dave only mentions the possibility of Shelby getting permanents after the pageant competition, when he knows that Becca is dead, which is interesting to me. Obviously there could have been other times he mentioned it, but the writers’ specifically chose to include it in that scene, emphasizing the metaphor of Shelby’s sexuality being linked to her teeth. Dave is telling her “look, Becca’s death is your fault, the relationship that has been broken to the most extreme, these things are fixable. and you will be fixed.”

Again the metaphor is basically confirmed with the order of scenes in Shelby’s episode. Dave continues to push Shelby into getting the permanents, even after Shelby’s mother looks shocked and protests, saying “if it can be fixed, the pain is worth it”. I think in the very next interview scene Shelby tells Faber and Young that she had “very different plans” for the summer and she also has her flipper still (and it’s still cracked), signifying Dave’s plan for her conversion didn’t work. Assuming that’s how Gretchen marketed it to him for him to agree to send her.

I know there are also some theories around saying that Dave is also gay but went through some kind of conversion therapy, from the way he talks to Shelby, and with all the metaphor about the teeth being genetic-I couldn’t find the post but thought that was interesting to add. 

3. Guilt about Becca’s death

Oops this is getting long so I’ll make this short. 

But Shelby tells everyone that know one else knows about her flipper, except in the flashback scene where Shelby kisses Becca, Dave invites her to stay for dinner. Obviously this had a double meaning, but what’s important is that it’s casual and feels authentic, like it’s been happening for a long time. And why shouldn’t it, Becca and Shelby have been friends for years, of course Becca is going to eat dinner with Shelby’s family. So she has also seen Shelby’s flipper/knows about her teeth. 

There’s a lot to be said about the parallels of Toni and Becca both telling Shelby that they “see” her in someway but for me, the most important part is after Leah accuses Shelby of being the spy in ep 7. Both Toni and Becca, the only two people who Shelby has confided in her feelings with/kissed and know about her teeth, say that “see” her. 

Shelby tells Toni, it’s “just another reason to hate me, not that you need any more” connecting back to the conversation she had with Becca on the porch, and you realize that, through the connection, Shelby fully blames herself for Becca’s death and feels as if Becca hates her, because, she believes, Toni does too.

[mediocre-writerr]

i lived [leah rilke]

leah rilke x fem reader

requested: Woooow feel something was literally the best thing ever. Could I pretty please request a third part (most angsty) where reader gets herself in the worst situation possible and her condition is so bad (her heart stops beating) once Shelby finds her, she’s hyserical and doesn’t realize she has to perform CPR so Leah being the protective girlfriend but if not evenly even more worried than Shelby does CPR and tells her not to give up. Later while they’re all taking care of reader and watching her sleep off the pain they talk about how much they mean to her (especially Shelby and Leah) this would be the best thing ever 😭😭

thank you guys so much for all the love on my leah imagine and just all my imagines in general! i’m going a bit out of order with these requests but this caused inspiration to strike. i’ll be back back on track soon, coming out with a shelby one next! but yeah i’m so happy you’re loving them! and i hope you enjoy!

Pt.1 & Pt.2

*not my gif*

Ironic isn’t it? Even though you’re taught at a young age to carry love in your heart, but in reality it could kill you.

“Where are you going?” Leah asks softly as you stood up from the sand.

You brushed off your pants before answering, “I’m just gonna go for a walk. See if I can find anything on the shore. Would you like to come?” 

It was a hotter day than usual out on the island. Sweat beads were forming on the top of your hairline. All of the girls seemed to be out of energy from the burning sun that laid upon the nine of you.

“Mmm no. I would much rather stay here in the shade, you could stay with me too. You don’t have to scavenge every hour of the day.” she says, grabbing your hand to try and pull you back towards her.

You smile at her softly, kissing her hand, “I’ll be back. It won’t take long.” you say.

She pouts, but you just chuckle before placing a soft kiss to her lips. 

Before you went off on the little voyage, you checked up on your blonde best friend, “How’s the leg?” you ask, examining the jacket bandage you made for her out of your own jacket.

“I’ve had better days.” she replies with a shrug.

“I’m sorry. But I know it’ll be healed up sooner than later, but until then you know you always have me to lean on.” you say, smiling at her, “I’m heading out to the shore to see if anything comes up, you’re free to join me whenever.” 

“I will later. Thank you.” Shelby says with a smile matching your own.

“Anytime.” 

And then you were off, walking slowly along the beach shore to see if anything washed up. It was nice though. 

The peace and quiet. The soft wet sand in between your toes as the cool water occasionally lapped over them. It was a nice distraction from the burning sensation that occurred in your chest or when you breathed.

It started after you went to save Shelby. And you just thought it would go away on its own, but it’s been almost 24 hours now and it wasn’t going away. But rather it got worse.

Each breath you took felt like you just ran a mile. But you didn’t want to worry the girls. They’ve already been worried sick about you and all of the stunts you pull. This doesn’t need to be another thing they’re worried about. 

You let out a fit of cough. The cough seemed to have lasted forever, but it finally stopped when you spat out a loogie. It wasn’t any loogie though, blood was on the yellow sand and you just stared at it in shock. Unsure of what to do.

You were about to start heading back when you noticed a bag at the end of the shoreline.

One last trek. We’ll bring the bag back and relax for a couple days. 

As you start walking to the bag, you can feel your heart rate rising even higher with each step. And it felt like you were walking on walls as the whole world seemed to spin faster and faster. 

All of your senses were heightened. The smell of the sea water invaded your senses. A ringing sensation filled your eardrums making it impossible to hear anything else.

“Leah...” you whisper before the bright blue sky went black.

Shelby decided to take your offer and go walk along the shore with you. Despite the pain in her leg, she thought it would be nice to walk around with her best friend. 

You’ve been so focused on not dying that you haven’t had time to just sit and talk.

Shelby misses going bowling and drinking 7/11 slurpees in the parking lot with you every Friday night. 

Or you coming to her beauty pageants even though you hated the idea of them. You wanted to come to just support her.

The two of you haven’t even thought about what you should do when you get back. There was Shelby and Toni and you and Leah. If news got out about that back home, you’d be burnt at the stake.

But the two of you don’t care anymore. 

Shelby look down at the shore to try and get a peek of how far you went. Until she sees a body was lying still face down towards the end of the shoreline. 

“Y/N?” Shelby mumbles quietly to herself.

She makes a full 360 trying to find any sign of her best friend. But came out empty. 

“No.” she mumbles and took off running.

Despite how terrible her leg felt she had to get to you. 

Shelby reaches your lifeless body and scooped you into her arms. She cradles you into her lap and cups your cheek gently.

“Y/N? Hey, hey...” Shelby whispers and your eyes flutter open for just a second.

“Shelb?” I whisper softly.

“Hey it’s me. What’s going on?” she ask frantically.

“There’s something wrong,” you mumble softly, “I’m scared.” 

“No, no, no,” she murmured, “You’re just tired and it’s hot out. You’re just exhausted. Remember that plane? It’s gonna come and we’re-we’re gonna get out of here. Together.” 

You brush her hair from out of her face, before smiling softly, “I think it’s more than exhaustion, blondie. I don’t know what’s wrong or how much time I have with whatever-”

“No,” Shelby says forcefully, “No, you can’t die. We’re supposed to go home together.” 

“I know, but each second that passes by it’s becoming harder and harder to breathe.” I whisper in between raspy breath. 

“We’re supposed to go back to Texas, graduate, and move the hell out of that place. We can get an apartment with Toni and Leah. And we’ll finally be happy. We don’t have to worry about our terrible parents or some higher standard. It’ll be us just like we always planned. Y/N, please. You can’t go.” I rant to her, telling her about the life we could have out of our normal lives.

“I’m right here,” you told her shakily, wanting to be brave for her, “Are-are you crying?”

You reached up to touch her face, and sure enough there were tears dripping down her cheeks.

“I-I haven’t seen you cry since-,” you say trying to finish the rest of your sentence, but as time goes by you could feel your heart slowing down, “Since Becs died.” 

“Please,” Shelby begged, grabbing your hand tightly, “Please...we need to go home.” 

“You’re...you’re the best friend I ever had,” you whisper, your breathing starting to come in short gasps, “My sister for a lifetime, I love you. And I need you to keep living the way you’re living right now. No expectations. Just be you. Tell Leah that I love he-”

You let out a harsh choking sound as you went limp in her body. Your heavy eyes now closed. 

Shelby places her fingers on your pulse point. Come on Y/N. Please.

“Please God. Don’t take Y/N away from me. You already took Becs. Please don’t take her. She’s all I have left.” she sobs out.

You had no pulse. Nothing. There’s nothing!

“Dot! Leah! Someone help!” Shelby yells as loud as she possibly could. 

The rest of the girls could hear her pleads from the campsite. All of them took one look at each other before taking off running towards her yelling. 

When the rest of the girls reach the shore. Shelby still has you scooped up into her lap. Leah let out a small gasp running to your side immediately.

“What’s wrong?” Toni asks.

Shelby was struggling for the words to say, “She uh she just...her heart just stopped. I found her collapsed on the floor and she was here...she was just talking to me and then she was-”

“We need to start CPR!” Nora says getting everyone’s attention.

Leah scooped you out of her arms and placed you flat on the floor. Tears falling down her cheeks onto your chest as she started doing the compressions. 

Toni took Shelby into her arms, trying her best to soothe her best friend. 

“Come on Y/N! You promised me! You told me you weren’t gonna leave me!” she yells.

Her compressions going out of rhythm, “Leah, you’re not doing it right. It’s not gonna help her if you can’t do it right!” Rachel yells, “Move!”

Rachel was about to start taking over when Shelby got out from Toni’s arms, “No I can do it!” 

“Are you sure?” Toni asks her girlfriend softly and Shelby just nods.

Rachel pushed Leah off of your body despite her screaming protests. Fatin pulls Leah into her arms. Leah’s head rested on Fatin’s chest as she ran her hands through Leah’s hair. 

Shelby’s compressions were surprisingly calm and even despite the sobs coursing through her body.

“You do not get to save everyone and not let us save you. Do you hear me?” Shelby whispers to you softly. 

Leah crawls out of Fatin’s lap and places herself lying next to you on the ground. She ran her fingers through your hair and placed her nose up against your cheek. 

Shelby was at for a long time. And at that point everyone started to lose hope that you were gone.

“Please Y/N. I’m not ready to say goodbye. We have a whole future left outside of this fucking island. Stay for me.” Leah pleads. 

Your eyes shoot open and your gasping for breath. Everyone releases a sigh of relief. All of the girls had tears on their cheeks, all of them thinking the worst. 

“You’re okay!” Shelby lets out a sob as she immediately leans down to hold you. You wrap your arms around your blonde best friend holding her as tight as possible, “You can’t die.” she whispers. 

“I’m right here Shelb. I’m not going anywhere. I promise.” you say, your voice raspy and tired. 

“Dude you really need to stop dying. It’s getting a little old.” Toni says, trying to ease the tense silence.

You laugh softly before giving her a fist bump. All of the girls stared at you with relieved smiles on their faces. Dot, Fatin, and Rachel gave you high fives and fist bumps. But much to your surprise Nora leaned down herself to hug you.

You turn your head slightly to face Leah, her nose still against your cheek not wanting to open her eyes. If she opened her eyes she would wake up and it would be just this sick dream. 

You rested your forehead on hers, the tip of her nose touching yours ever so slightly. 

“Hey, look at me.” you whisper and her deep blue eyes finally stare right back at you.

She smiles softly, before cries shake throughout her body. Her soft hand goes to cup your cheek, pulling your face unbelievably closer to yours. You weakly reach out your hand and wipe away the tears that were falling. 

“You’re still here?” she says, but it comes more out like a question.

“I promised, didn’t I?” you reply, before kissing her softly. 

When you broke apart Shelby scooped you up in her arms yet again carrying you bridal style. 

“Shelb, I can walk.” you say.

But she just shakes her head, her perfect smile appearing on her face, “I don’t care. I’m gonna carry you back.” 

All of the girls walk back to the camp. Leah sits down right next to where Shelby laid you gently on the floor. You rested your head on her lap as you could feel sleep slowly lull you into dreamland. 

The burning sun was now setting and the orange hue of the fire lit up the deep blue night sky. You were still fast asleep on Leah’s lap, soft snores coming from your mouth.

“You know she’s almost died 6 times?” Nora says, speaking up as all of you sat there in silence drinking your Diet Cokes. 

“How do you know that?” Dot asks, surprised at how she can keep track of all of it. 

“I journaled it. The first time was the plane crash, then the mirror, the overexertion, saving Fatin, saving Shelby, and then right now.” Nora rambles, showing us the chart she made.

“She really put herself before the group.” Rachel whispers, shaking her head, “I remember when I had my period accident on Dot, she came to talk to me. She made me a makeshift tampon out of her shorts. She literally cut off pieces of her shorts to make me a tampon.” 

Everyone laughs at the fond memory. Leah was there running her hands through your hair lightly, careful not to wake you up. 

“Besides totally saving me from getting stranded in the middle of the ocean. When I was super thirsty because of the Takis, she gave me her water and let me take a few sips. She never got on me about not doing anything.” Fatin says smiling at your sleeping figure.

“And one day we played this cool game where we would pass the journal back and forth only making one line to create a drawing. It was beautiful.” Nora says softly, showing everyone the abstract drawing the two of you made together.

“We went exploring one day and I never told you guys this, but my pants ripped,” Dot begins to say and everyone bursts out into laughter.

“No way!” Toni exclaims, but Dot just nods with a smile on her face.

“Yeah and after laughing for a little bit, she took off her jacket and wrapped it around my waist so no one would notice.” Dot replies smiling a little bit, “Not only that, but back home when my dad was sick, she would stop by every other week to check on him and bring food.” 

“She did that?” Shelby asks.

Dot nods softly, a sad smile on her face, “He left an impression on her after our league soccer days. So when she found out, she wanted to visit him and make him feel normal.” 

“Wow.” Shelby mumbles, surprised at her best friend antics.

“When Marcus disappeared, I got a little sadder than I was supposed to about a mannequin. So she took the time to make a sandman to replace him. It was just a snowman made of sand and it was washed away by the tide shortly after. But it was the thought that counts.” Martha says and everyone’s faces were lit up by smiles.

Toni wrapped her arm around Shelby’s waist pulling her in a little closer, “One time we went scavenging together. And I told her about my basketball and how I used to play and she got so excited for some reason. In the middle of the jungle we played a small game with a rock and an empty Diet Coke can we had. I won, obviously.” 

“Back home, we went to the 7/11 we always go to every Friday night. And I didn’t have my teeth in because I was eating. Then a bunch of girls from our school came by and saw the dentures lying on the hood of her car. They started making fun of them asking who’s they were. And Y/N flat out said it was hers. No hesitation because she knew how insecure I was of them.” Shelby whispers shaking her head and smiling at the fond memory.

“I remember that! Everyone was calling her grandma, they still do...” Dot says.

“Yeah. She really took one for the team there, but she never expected anything back. She just did it, to do it.” she says softly, before clearing her throat, “And when our friend Becs died, Y/N made a whole concert filled with terrible dancing and singing for me because I wasn’t doing well mentally. It was the best concert I have ever been to.” she whispers.

She cleared her throat again, trying to fight back the tears, “She’s my best friend. She’s like a sister to me and without her, I don’t know what I’d do. Out of the gifts God has given me, I think Y/N is the best one ever. She’s a literal angel on Earth.”

“Well, I met Y/N at a strange time in my life. I wasn’t doing well mentally. And she may not have saved my life physically. But mentally she did. It’s like she just came out of nowhere, an angel in this fucked up island.” Leah begins, smiling down at the girl in front of her, “There was this time where I was on the verge of having a mental breakdown and she sang me a random song that she came up with in her head.” 

“Was it the one that went: dinosaurs eating people, dinosaurs in love...” Fatin starts singing.

Leah nods softly, “Dinosaurs having a party. They eat fruit and cucumber. They fell in love. They say “Thank you.” A big bang came, and they died. Dinosaurs dinosaurs fell in love. But they didn’t say goodbye. But the didn’t say good...BYE!” All of the girls sing loudly at the top of their lungs.

“I think after she sang that to you, she sang it to all of us when we were down on ourselves.” Rachel says and everyone smiles at the stupid song.

“God I’m so thankful for her. I think I would’ve actually lost my mind.” Leah whispers before placing a kiss onto your forehead.

“You’re so whipped.” Toni says teasing the other brunette.

“I know.” Leah replies, accepting the truth.

There was a comfortable silence that hung over the group. As they sat back and reflected on their time here in the island.

“Honestly, I don’t think we’d be here without our very own Supergirl.” Dot says and all of the girls nod in agreement.

“To Supergirl!” Toni says, raising her Diet Coke up in the air.

“To Supergirl!” The rest of the girls yell as they all raise their cans in the air.

[lavendead]

Okay so the pokémon au:

I’m gonna go over the first one i thought of first cause that’s the one i have written down then i’ll go over the second one and y’all can help me decide which is better (i like the second one).

So the first one:

Hinata is the protagonist or player so i might refer to him as you because it’s a video game type situation and the protagonist is the player or you. He’s going on his quest because he wants to challenge the pokémon champion, the little giant.

So it’s gonna have an X and Y style rival system with multiple rivals and one main rival, the main rival is Kageyama and the others are Tsukishima Yamaguchi and Yachi. So the game starts when Hinata wakes up on his eleventh birthday and goes to pick up his very first pokémon and begin his journey. When he gets to the lab Suga (the pokémon professor) has 5 starters ready because he heard that this year there would be five new trainers starting on their journey. Sugas main research concerns strengthening pokémon through friendship and that will be important later. So Hinata gets to the lab at the same time as Kageyama and they race into the building to find Yachi Tsukishima and Yamaguchi already there. Hinata gets a fire type crow pokemon think murkrow but on fire. Kageyama gets a water type Yamaguchi gets a grass type Tsukishima gets a ground type and Yachi gets a ice type. Y’all can ask me why i picked the types i did later. He also encounters Kenma who gives him a TM, advice, then leaves.

The first gym is Karasuno and it’s normal type. Before Hinata can enter he has to go find Daichi (the gym leader) at the pokémon daycare. There he meets Noya, the owner of the daycare, and Asahi, his friend (yall will see later). So he gets Daichi but before getting to the gym he battles Kageyama and looses horribly. Either way he goes through the gym heats Daichi and gets the badge. Onto the next gym.

The next gym is Dateko, the steel type gym. I don’t really have a quest in mind for this one yet so if y’all have ideas lmk. The gym leader is Aone. This is where Hinata battles Yamaguchi and wins but Yamaguchi doesn’t really mind and offers to help of Hinata ever needs it. After that it’s pretty much the same process as Karasuno, do the quest, fight Kageyama, loose, challenge the gym, get the badge, next town.

Next is Jozenji which is bug type with gym leader Terushima. I don’t have a quest for them either but either way, quest, Kageyama, gym, move on. This gym also has another Kenma encounter before hand.

Then it’s Wakutani which is fire type. Most of y’all probably don’t remember Wakutani and neither did I but I needed an eight gym so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. For those of y’all that don’t know they’re one of the teams Karasuno faces in the second interhigh preliminaries after Jozenji, the ones with the other wannabe little giant, Takeru, who’s the gym leader. The quest for this probably like some little giant trivia quiz or something, Hinata passes with flying colors. Kageyama, gym, next one.

This is probably where Hinata first encounters Team Bad Guy, in this au, Shiratorizawa. It’s probably a run in with one of the really forgettable Shiratorizawa characters like Kawanishi or something. It’s an easy fight, Hinata wins, but now he know about them and will battle them somewhere along the quest for the rest of the gyms.

Next gym is Seijoh, a water type gym, and Oikawa is the gym leader. So this is gonna be the pokemon beauty pageant in which Oikawa is the reigning champ. He’ll only let Hinata challenge him if he beats him in the beauty pagent. So Hinata entere the pageant, probably doesn’t win, but either way Oikawas like hey I like your style come challenge my gym. This is where Hinata encounters Yachi, battles her and wins. She offers the same stuff as Yamaguchi. After beating the gym, instead of just moving on Hinata sticks around for a little bit to ask Oikawa about Team Shiratorizawa. Oikawas like “ugh Shiratorizawa I hate those guys, fucking Ushijima.” Basically Oikawa gives a little bit of exposition on Team Shiratorizawa, who’s in it, and what they’re goal is, which is just straight up power. Nice and simple. So fun fact, in the beginning of the game Suga gave Hinata his number in case he ever needs help. Most of the time Suga gives pretty generic advice about the quest but when Hinata calls about Oikawa he rants about way too specific stuff that is not at all related to the quest for like 10 minutes cause he’s got a big fat crush.

The next gym is Fukurodani. Admittedly, this is one of my favorites and one of the ones i put the most thought into. So it’s a flying type gym and the gym leader is Bokuto. This is also where the Pokémon library is, including pokémon researcher Akaashi. Akaashi is researching legendary and mythical pokémon and has just a bunch of unknowns that chill with him in the library but that’s not important till later. So Hinata goes up to the gym and sees Bokuto outside who he does not know is a gym leader. He’s like “hey is everything alright do you need help?” Bokuto explains that he wants to get a roselia for Akaashi who he’s majorly crushing on (I know, a major departure from my usual osaaka bs) but the field he would get it from is being guarded by a lot of Team Shiratorizawa members and although he’s strong he doesn’t think he’s strong enough to take them all at once. So Hinata and Bokuto take on the Shiratorizawa boys together and get the roselia for Akaashi. Bokutos like “hey thanks for the help come challenge my gym” and Hinata is very confused because he didn’t know Bokuto was the gym leader. After this is the third Kenma encounter. Anyway flirting accomplished, Hinata battles Kageyama again, looses, challenges the gym, gets the badge and goes on to the next town.

So the next town is Inarizaki which is also one of my favorites and the one that started this whole au in the first place. So Hinata enters Inarizaki and the first thing he sees is Onigiri Miya which has food for humans and pokémon. Suna is working there at the moment as the owner is out and asks Hinata to help deliver the rice delivery from Kita’s farm. Hinata goes to the farm to see it being attacked by murkrows sent by Team Shiratorizawa with Kita Aran and Atsumu unable to do much. Atsumus like “hey i’m the gym leader help us with our problem and you can challenge the gym.” Hinata uses his probably second or third evolution fire crow to scare off the murkrows and save the farm. Hinata delivers the rice and this time instead of entering the gym after Kageyama like usual, they enter at the same time. The gym is a lot like the first gym from black and white with the branching paths except this one only has two. Hinata and Kageyama go on separate paths and meet up at the gym leader place at the same time. They fight about who goes first until gym leader Atsumu walks in and is like “hey didn’t y’all know,” Osamu walks in after him “this gym is a double battle.” So Hinata and Kageyama double battle electric type gym leader Osamu and Atsumu for the badges. The concept of a double battle is gonna be really important in this au because volleyball is all about working with your team so boom forced teamwork.

So the final gym before the elite four is Nekoma which is a psychic type gym. Outside the gym, Hinata meets Kuroo who explains that he would love to let Hinata challenge the gym but the gym leader hasn’t eaten in a few days and he doesn’t think he’s ready to battle. So Hinata and Kuroo go on a stealth mission through the gym, past the gym leaders pokémon which he had acting as guards, to deliver the gym leader some food and get him to take a nap. Much to Hinata’s surprise, the gym leader is Kenma who has been helping him all along. So Hinata and Kuroo get Kenma to eat and take a nap and after he wakes up Hinata challenges the gym. In the meanwhile Hinata battles Tsukishima who just kinda like ignores him after Hinata wins. After the battle Kenma gives Hinata one last TM, probably something about teamwork, as a good luck gift before the elite four.

So after the Nekoma battle is when the Team Shiratorizawa story line actually does it’s thing. Throughout the game Hinata had encountered many Shiratorizawa members that have been progressively getting tougher to battle. Before the elite four Hinata goes back to Sugas lab to deliver his pokédex or something only to find the lab a mess, all of Suga’s notes stolen, and Suga nowhere to be found. After investigating the lab for a bit Hinata gets a call from a frantic Bokuto saying that Akaashi gone missing. They figure out it must be the work of Shiratorizawa and call Daichi, Oikawa and Kenma to come help storm the Shiratorizawa base. Kageyama, Yachi, Yamaguchi, and Tsukishima overhear and also decide to join them. Shockingly, Oikawa knows where the base is because he had gotten an invitation to join Shiratorizawa when they were first forming but declined because they were hella sketchy and Ushijima pissed him off. So Team Good Guys storms the Shiratorizawa base to find Suga and Akaashi and stop whatever they’re planning. Slowly the my break off into teams of two to have double battles against Shiratorizawa members, First Daichi and Oikawa, then Kenma and Bokuto, then Yamaguchi and Yachi. Kageyama Tsukishima and Hinata arrive in the center of the base where their keeping Suga and Akaashi. Turns out Shiratorizawa wanted to find the legendary using Akaashis research and force it to power up even more using Sugas. Akaashi and Suga were obviously uncooperative but never the less Shiratorizawa found the legendary and is now keeping it in the main room of their base. Akaashi battles Semi, Suga battles Shirabu, Tsukishima battles Goshiki, and Hinata and Kageyama double battle Ushijima and Tendou. After a tough fight team good guys win, free the legendary, and shut down Shiratorizawa.

Now for the elite four. So I made the elite four the aces just for funzies. First is Asahi who’s fairy type, Next is Iwaizumi who’s fighting type, then it’s Aran who’s rock type, and finally Sakusa who is poison type. Hinata and Kageyama once again arrive at the champion battle at the same time, arguing etc. Then Hoshiumi walks in the door and Hinatas like what the fuck I thought the champion was the tiny giant and Hoshiumis like no idiot I beat him like a year ago now i’m the champion. Hoshiumis like I can settle this and calls in Hirugami for a double battle. Hirugamis like wait- but gets steamrolled by Hoshiumi and ends up double battling Hinata and Kageyama. After Hinata and Kageyama win they’re like wait who’s the champion and Hirugamis like that’s what I was trying to say this whole time. So Hoshiumi tells them to battle each other and for the first time ever, Hinata beats Kageyama and becomes champion.

Unrelated to the story but still important in my heart:

Tanaka is Officer Jenny and Kiyoko is Nurse Joy. Saeko owns the bike shop where Hinata gets his bike and in the post game you can find Udai chilling in the back.

Whoo that was a lot. I’m gonna write the second au on a separate post.

[woohoonooboo]

@softeberrie​‘s sugar baby bachelorette challenge

name: priscilla mae cunningham age: 46 (adult) traits: materialistic - evil - dance machine gender and pronouns: pansexual cis woman (she/her) household funds: 500,000ish (i might’ve left in more by mistake but shh) occupation: supreme villain (lvl 10 of the secret agent career, villain branch) interests/hobbies: dancing, clubbing, partying, shopping, villainy, mischief, mixology, fitness (particularly hiking, biking, and rock climbing), sex what your sim is looking for in a sugar baby: a good fuck to spoil with lavish gifts, shopping sprees, and extravagant vacations; someone to keep her company in her obscenely large mansion in the country (or wherever life takes them); a companion to gossip with background story: from her to birth into her father’s doughnut empire to her years spent in the limelight as america’s sweetheart in her hit sitcom big house on the little corner, priscilla mae has been accustomed to a certain way of life--one that she’s willing to share.

full backstory under the cut because i accidentally wrote a fucking novel

ps jeejee i have her on sfs ready to go if you want her < 3

born into the world of beauty pageants and a misogynistic upper class society, priscilla mae’s mother had always been held to certain standards and expected the same in return from her daughter. a proud southern belle who had been tragically left a widow after a vending machine suddenly ended her poor husband’s young life shortly after the birth of their only child, she taught priscilla mae from a young age that to get anywhere in life you only needed two things: beauty and money. it was a lesson that priscilla mae carried with her throughout all her life as she competed in endless pageants; starred in her own television show; and settled down with san myshuno’s most legible bachelor, beau cunningham, upon turning eighteen and discovering her mother had squandered away the family fortune and whatever money priscilla mae had earned throughout her childhood.

beau was a fabulously wealthy, albeit much older, business man who was away more often than not but still found the time to have his secretary pick out expensive gifts to send to the new mrs. cunningham to keep up the appearance of being a loving husband. this was more than fine by priscilla mae, for the two had settled on an agreement: priscilla mae would gain unlimited access to beau’s bank accounts and in return he would gain unlimited access to her holes, as beau had so delicately phrased it. on occasion he’d stop by for a quick booty call before he had to catch his next flight. this resulted in the birth of their three children—jud, jackson, and june belle—and beau’s eventual vasectomy. priscilla mae was ecstatic to be a mother and spent most of her days tending to her children. during schools day, priscilla mae spent her time in designer stores, spas, and exclusive country clubs; on the weekends she found herself throwing parties for all her friends and family, attending charity events (sometimes with, but more often than not in place of her husband) which kept her in the spotlight despite retiring from acting, and club hopping after the children had been put to sleep; and each holiday she took the children to some far away five star resort to celebrate and shower them in more toys than they could possibly ever play with as a vain consolation for beau’s constant absence.

although gained under unfortunate circumstances, priscilla mae quite enjoyed her new life for many years. however, when her children inevitably grew into young adults and had all left home, she found herself with more free time than she knew what to do with. suddenly she grew tired of the same routine she had stuck with for more years than she could remember. priscilla mae decided it was time for a change and took her new free time to achieve a dream she had since she was just a little girl: becoming a super villain. she enrolled at foxbury, wanting only the finest education available. after graduating at the top of her class with a distinguished degree after only a few years, priscilla mae left san myshuno far behind and moved back to the countryside where she had spent her childhood. although she claimed it was because she had grown tired of the city’s incessant hustle and bustle and longed for peace, those close to her knew the truth: there’s nowhere to hide an underground secret lair in an apartment.

with her newfound “hobby” to break up the monotony of her old life, priscilla mae eagerly embarked on an exciting journey: causing complete and utter chaos for sims all over the globe. for a short while she was happy, content with wreaking havoc on innocent civilians during the day and partying at night, until one day the freedom priscilla mae had cherished for so long came to an abrupt end.

beau, now an even older man than before, suffered a heart attack while away in sulani on business. after spending some time in the hospital, he was flown out to the mansion where he could further rest. it was at this time priscilla mae really got to know the man she married so many years ago, and it was at this time that she grew to hate him as well.

every little thing that beau did grated on her nerves. she despised the way he talked, the sounds he made when he was chewing, how he expected her to light his cigars when he knew the smell makes her sick, his obnoxious friends he invited over at odd hours... but what she resented most of all was the way he expected her to dote on him hand and foot, to drop everything to tend to his every need without so much as a “please” or “thank you” in return. the nerve of it all, tearing her down right after she had just found a new meaning in life. priscilla mae wasn’t going to stand by idly as her dream got ripped to shreds before her very eyes.

no, she was going to have a plan. she was going to finish him in more ways than one.

a mere two weeks after beau’s release from the hospital, priscilla mae decided she was going to surprise him after an exhausting day with a little gift. upon following her to her lair, beau discovered priscilla mae had another secret room put into the mansion: a sex room. immediately after opening the door he was greeted by something he had only seen in adult films: in the very middle of the room was a brand new sex swing just waiting to be broken in. overcome with lust, he got onto it eagerly at priscilla mae’s request and then it began...

and then it completely ended.

poor priscilla mae... how was she supposed to know that her darling husband’s heart would give out during his orgasm?

after playing the part of the grieving wife for a few months to not cause suspicion, priscilla mae went back to her old life that she had missed so dearly. for a year or so she was content again until she started to find the silence in the mansion deafening. the only relief from it’s during the holidays when her children and grandchildren come to visit, but almost as quickly as it starts it ends and priscilla mae finds herself once again alone in large, quiet rooms. now she looks for a way to fill the silence in the form of a sugar baby--what better way is there for her to pay it forward?

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#28 Hairspray (2007)

Welcome to Hairspray, where a well-intentioned, woke, white teenage girl singlehandedly ends segregation in 1960s Baltimore.

Y’know, after watching Cry-Baby, I wasn’t super keen on revisiting Hairspray, but I figured it deserved a fair shot.  I hadn’t seen the original since I was in high school, so I booted up HBO Max and settled in for a long night of old-timey dance moves and racial inequality.  Guys... the 1988 version of Hairspray is flippin’ great.

The cast is just to die for.  Ricki Lake, who I only knew as a talk show host in my childhood, is a great Tracy Turnblad.  My favorite devious sea witch Divine is her mother, and Jerry Stiller is her father.  Goddamn Debbie Harry and Sunny Bono are her rival’s parents, and Amber Von Tussle is motherfucking Colleen Fitzpatrick.  As someone who has a vested interest in all famous Colleens, I was stoked to see that Hairspray was Vitamin C’s first acting gig.

FUN FACT: According to Wikipedia (which is never wrong), Graduation (Friends Forever) charts on iTunes at the end of every school year.  Colleen is also the VP of music at Nickelodeon, so she’s doing just fine.

Anyway, the original Hairspray is campy, edgy and hilarious.  If I were Miss Soft Crab 1945, I too would bring it up every chance I got.  The story really boils down to two horny teenage girls trying to claw their way to the top, but the charm of Tracy is she’s trying to pull everyone else up with her.  The way they handle segregation and racial inequality is over-the-top ridiculous, but somehow more realistic than its updated counterpart (put a pin in this).  I mean, a racist white woman shoved a bomb in her hair to own the libs and it gloriously explodes on her head.  I haven’t seen the musical adaptation of Hairspray, so my opinions of how true it is to its source material won’t be explored here, but the 2007 movie adaptation, to me, left a lot to be desired.

Hairspray might be the most popular in a recent trend of non-musical movies being adapted for Broadway.  I remember back in the 90s when Beauty and the Beast hit the stage - it was so successful Disney now has the movie-to-Broadway pipeline on speed dial.  But now we’re getting a shitload of movies with no musical elements being fast tracked to Broadway, like Kinky Boots, Bend it Like Beckham, Mean Girls, Beetlejuice, Heathers, Waitress, Legally Blonde, fucking Groundhog Day with music written by Tim Minchin, just, so goddamn many of them.  I love musicals, but to say I didn’t want to see The Heathers threaten Veronica in 3-part harmony would be an understatement, so I’m immediately skeptical to the quality of this content and hesitant to consume it.  Unfortunately for me, Hairspray is one of the few who had their *corny* musical adaptation also committed to film, and it is a neutered, earnest, high school choir translation of the original and it made my teeth hurt.

The two positives I’ll give the remake are the sets/costumes are great, and the cast serve their roles well, although I will never be OK with someone wearing a fat suit as a costume.  The songs are... fine.  Again, this era of music is not my favorite, so I’m never going to get excited over “It Takes Two” or “I Can Hear the Bells”.  It’s just the tone is so different from the original, and by the end of the movie I was exhausted and very glad it was over.  Writing about it now has required several breaks and side-tangents and I can’t even get to the fucking synopsis of the movie... ugh let’s just do this.

Tracy Turnblad is a “pleasantly plump” teenage girl living in 1960s Baltimore whose sunny disposition makes her oblivious to the reality of murky situation she is living in.  We’re quickly introduced to her obsession, “The Corny Collins Show”, which features a number of far-out teens that love to dance, including multi-year winner of Miss Teenage Hairspray and miss Pitch Perfect herself Amber Von Tussel.  Her mother, Velma, played by Michelle Pfeiffer, is the station manager at WYZT, and uses her power to keep Amber featured front and center.  

After a girl on the show gets knocked up, an audition is held to replace her.  While Tracy’s mother Edna, regrettably played by John Travolta in a fat suit, is afraid that Tracy’s weight will prevent her from landing the gig, her father, puzzlingly played by like a 60-something Christopher Walken, is generally supportive.  True to Edna’s feeling, Tracy is fat shamed by Amber and Velma and doesn’t make the cut.

After getting detention for skipping class for an audition that didn’t pan out, Tracy makes friends with a bunch of black students who are all excellent dancers.  Turns out her new friend Seaweed is the son of Motormouth Maybelle, the sometimes-host of "The Corny Collins Show”, played by Queen Latifah.  Velma, in addition to being a massive bitch, also segregates the station’s black talent from the main show, only to be featured one night a month on “Negro Day”.  While Tracy is boogying down, Link, Amber’s boyfriend and one of the stars of TCCS, peeps at her ass and tells her if she shook her rump in front of Corny at the Hop, he’d have no choice but to put her on the show.

In the original movie, Tracy Turnblad fucks.  She moves in on Link and devours him whole, with no mind given to her size.  She is a kind of bratty, confident young teenager that isn’t afraid to reach out and grab what she wants.  Tracy in the 2007 version is the most innocent cinnamon roll that has ever been baked.  Link gives her one compliment and she drifts into fantasies of marrying him.  Part of me is annoyed by this, but the other part of me appreciates misguided optimism played as humor.

At the Corny Collins hop, Tracy steals borrows Seaweed’s dance move and lands a place on TCCS council.  After declaring she wants every day to be Negro Day, the head of the station declares he wants that “chubby communist girl” off the show.  Corny, played by a dreamy James Marsden, sticks his neck out for Tracy and furthermore, says the show should be integrated.  As Tracy’s popularity skyrockets, the station shows more leeway to her size and her look, but to maintain some semblance of control, Velma works to completely edge out Negro Day.

Meanwhile, Link is clued into how fun it is in detention, and him, Tracy, and Penny all dance their way to Motormouth Maybelle’s record store for a potluck.  When Seaweed introduces his new white friends to his mother, Penny delivers my favorite line of the whole movie, “I’m very pleased and scared to be here.”  Amber rats out Tracy’s activities to her mother, and Edna arrives to Motormouth’s with the intention of dragging Tracy home until she realizes that black people are OK because they eat brisket.

After Edna shoves a bunch of food in her face, the gang finds out that Negro Day on “The Corny Collins Show” has been cancelled.  Tracy has the great idea to protest the television station, and all the black people are like, “Why didn’t we think of that?”  Link decides to bow out of the march because there’ll be talent agents at the Miss Hairspray Pageant, and he doesn’t want to give up his big shot at fame and glory to fight for a entire race of people’s basic rights.

The next day, Tracy and her mom are the only white people in a sea of black people to march to the station.  Queen Latifah sings a very earnest song about the resilience of her community, because this is the Serious Portion TM of the musical.  Tracy assaults a police officer without giving any mind to what it would do for all the black people she’s marching with, and runs away to let them handle the consequences.  The movie doesn’t show any police brutality because Reasons, and a bunch of protestors are arrested and immediately bailed out by Tracy’s Dad.  Tracy eventually ends up back at Motormouth Maybelle’s record shop so she can hide there without considering how dangerous it would be for Motormouth to harbor a fugitive of the law.  

The next day is the Miss Teen Hairspray competition broadcast at WYZT, and with Tracy being wanted by the police, they have to sneak her into the station.  She bum-rushes the set to sing a song with a now-enlightened Link about not stopping progress, while also inviting Motormouth Maybelle’s daughter, Little Inez, on stage to dance.  Everybody calls-in to vote for her because the only racist people in Baltimore run the television station, and Little Inez is crowned Miss Teen Hairspray.  Amber is like fine with it even though her mom isn’t, and everyone dances and sings to celebrate that “The Corny Collins” show is now integrated!  Meanwhile, I’m left wondering why Amanda Bynes was forced to wear a dress that she can’t move her legs in, even though they knew she would participate in the show’s closing dance number.  The end.

Oh, and there’s also a whole B plot where Velma tries to fuck Tracy’s dad and Tracy’s mom finds out and gets upset for like 30 seconds.  This is immediately resolved by a song and dance number among a bunch of laundry.

This movie is fine and competent or whatever, but for some reason it just rubs me the entirely wrong way.  Tracy constantly says that the 1960s are changing for people who are different, implying that an overweight white teen also knows what it’s like to be discriminated against in the same way black people are.  The movie does roll its eyes at some of her most tone-deaf “I’m an overenthusiastic ally” moments, like “I wish every day was Negro Day!” and “This is afro-tastic!”, but it also goes out of its way to talk about how much Tracy has helped the black community.  Like, by doing what?  Being fat and on TV?  That being said, she does use her privilege to feature black dancers on a major television broadcast, so by the end of the movie she becomes the person everyone says she is.  Also, I’m a dumb, overweight, white, middle-aged woman, so I’m not the right person to get all indignant about a well-intentioned feel-good Broadway musical.

Final thoughts: If you love bright colors, cheese, and sincere, glossy reflections of the 1960s civil rights movement written by a bunch of white dudes, this movie is for you.