#fucking Paul. AHH

[hatchetnewsarc]

Regardless of whether you say good morning back, I’m still going to mention how I’m outside smoking away a migraine thinking about Paul saying/singing “I’ve never been happy” and how that really is just fucking me up this morning—

I refuse to be this emotional over a 🧍 this morning.

[michael-after-hours]

📣`'°☆🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶TWO TRUCKS HAVING SEX! TWO TRUCKS HAVING SEX! MY MUSCLES MY MUSCLES INVOLUNTARY FLEX!☆°'

[emmetofthestars]

MAN I DINT fucking know. i was typing shit up but im like. I DONT KNOW. Pyro. i hate going Ahh everyone is wrong all the time. because Pyro and because tf2. yeah theres the funny little taunts where pyro giggles and kicks their feet but like outside of that they are pretty clearly not very. humanized. they like animals i guess. when theyre reading a magazine in both meet the medic and expiration date theyre actually just trying to light it on fire. demo and Pauling only got their full attention by starting a fire. but thats the comic and idk. hashatg. hashtag i also dont really like trying to analyze them in connection with tf2 gameplay because if it went according to all the taunts and voicelines then theyre all just silly goobers anyways but theyre not. pyro is ruthless without knowing. but they also arent giddy on the surface or whtever. then again pyro vision is somewhat a gag to go "this fucked up murderer literally just loves rainbows and lollipops" and idk. im not really a pyrovision truther but i guess that just puts me in the wrong. i dont really like the vagueness of it. i think the visuals are awesome as fuck though especially when pyro splits heavys head open and when pyro locks medic in tha barn and burns him alive and they just don't realize. but also i think the idea that pyro isnt arsonist or bloodlusting on purpose is just really lame outside of a joke. im boring i know

[britany1997]

Hey bestie! looks like requests are open and i was wondering about the boys meeting reader that’s like Pelle from midsommar and their reactions, maybe their intrigued idk. i went on a pelle fic binge and i haven’t been able to get the idea out of my head. Feel free to ignore if you don’t want to do it! Have a great day!

Cult Classic

Hey bestie!! Omg I’d love to write this for you thanks for sending it in! Midsommar is one of my favorite horror movies! Hope you like this!

Poly Lost Boys x GN Reader who’s like Pelle

(Reblogs, likes, and comments much appreciated)

Warnings: teeny bit of angst, darkish (more creepy than anything), small references to a cult

Pre-read by two of my favs: @dwaynesbiboyfriend & @crustyraccoon 🥰

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Paul ground his elbow into Marko’s side.

“Ow! What the fuck man?!” Marko turned to yell at Paul while Dwayne and David rolled their eyes, ignoring the terror twins.

“Sh!” Paul whispered with concern.

Marko stared at the blond vampire dumbfounded, “…did you just shush me?” He asked in disbelief, “Paul if you want to sub tonight just tell Dwayne, you don’t have to be a brat about it.”

“No! That’s not it,” Paul whisper-yelled, before pausing, “well…” he contemplated, “maybe we can revisit that conversation later.”

Marko rolled his eyes.

Paul groaned in exasperation, “just look!” He put both hands on either side of Marko’s head and turned it towards you.

You were sitting on the curb outside the video store, periodically alternating between staring at the four vampires and looking down at the drawing pad in your lap.

You were detailing the design of the curly blond one’s jacket. Which is why you didn’t notice them move until the tall blond one snatched the drawing pad from your lap.

Your gaze shifted to him, and you smiled softly as he narrowed his eyes at the contents of the paper. His friend came to peek over his shoulder

“It’s us,” the curly haired one said, his eyes snapped to meet yours, “why were you drawing us?” He asked with eyebrow raised in suspicion.

By then the other two boys had migrated over to see what the fuss was about. They flanked your sides while the jumpy ones stood in front of you.

You shrugged, still smiling, “you’re interesting.” You stated matter-of-factly. “When I find something of interest, I draw it.”

The curly haired one seemed put off by your answer as he stepped back in discomfort, but the tall blond one didn’t seem to share his concern.

“Well damn sugar, you’re lookin’ real interesting yourself, name’s Paul,” he introduced himself while smirking, “that’s Dwayne, David, and Marko,” he told you while gesturing to each of his friends.

You introduced yourself to them, “I’m new in town, and I don’t know many people yet,” you explained, “so I’m very pleased to meet you all.”

Paul sat next to you and slung an arm around your shoulder, “very pleased to meet you too babe,” he flirted.

You returned his smirk with your same serene smile, before turning to the other boys.

“What about you?” You asked, “have you guys been here long?”

David chuckled, “I suppose you could say we’re old in town,” he explained, smirking as the other boys laughed softly at his little inside joke, “always happy to meet new friends though.”

“Ah so we’re friends then,” you contemplated, “how nice.”

Marko shivered at your tone, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

You eyes snapped to meet his, “cold?” You asked him, your head tilted.

“Yeah,” he mumbled, unable to meet your gaze, “breeze must’ve passed by or somethin’.”

“Hmm,” you hummed as your eyes flicked over his form.

You tore your gaze from Marko to check your watch, “ahh, sorry to leave so soon, but it’s getting late, my family will be worried,” you told them, “I’ll see you around then…right friends?”

“Of course sugar,” Paul promised as he removed his arm from your shoulder.

You tossed them a wave as you walked away.

Dwayne’s eyes flitted to the many faces peppered along the boardwalk, “too crowded,” he mumbled, “can’t go after them. dammit,” he grit, “I hate losing a meal.”

David rolled his eyes, “always thinking with your stomach huh big boy?” He mocked, “let’s toy with them for a little,” he suggested, coming around to Dwayne’s side, “you know how much I love to play with my food.”

Dwayne turned his head to peck David’s lips, “and how could I ever deny you your fun?” Dwayne asked, with a smirk stretched across his face.

“Yes!” Paul shouted, “you know I’m always down for a good time,” he waggled his eyebrows, “besides, Marko, won’t you like having another artist around for a little while?”

When Paul’s question was met with silence, the boys turned to glance at Marko. His arms were wrapped around himself, and his eyes were trained on the ground as he shook his head.

“I say we just eat ‘em,” he mumbled, “there’s something off about them,” he looked up, “I can’t explain it, I don’t know what it is, they just seem…unsafe.”

David laughed darkly, “unsafe? Please.” His eyes narrowed as he moved forward to pull the curly haired vampire up by his collar, “we’re. vampires.” He spit, “we are the definition of unsafe. Don’t be a child.” David tossed him back, “I’m the leader. We do what I say, and I say we play with them. Let’s go.”

David and Dwayne walked towards their bikes as Marko kicked at the ground in frustration. Paul came up behind him, placing a hand on Marko’s arm.

“Hey,” he started, “you ok bud?”

“Yeah,” Marko muttered, wrenching his arm from Paul’s grip, “fine.” He mumbled as he stomped towards his bike.

A couple weeks passed and you’d charmed each of the boys.

You’d spent many nights smoking with Paul. He’d been more than happy to try shrooms with you when you’d offered. The memory of him sprinting around the cave away from his hallucination of a ten foot David, never failed to make you smile.

You’d traded books of poetry with Dwayne. You offered him The Wasteland, while he’d gifted you the works of Emily Dickinson.

You’d spent hours listening intently to David’s stories of his life and upbringing. He was happy to have a quiet presence to absorb his many ramblings.

You’d gotten to know all the boys, all except Marko.

Everytime you’d tried to get close to him, he’d seemed to slip away. When you searched for him at the cave, he was nowhere to be seen.

Yet tonight, there he was, sketching away on the lip of the fountain in the sunken hotel. You peered over his shoulder. “That’s beautiful,” you told him.

He jumped back in shock at your words, “thanks,” he mumbled, flipping the cover of his sketch book closed.

You sat down beside him, “are you afraid of me?” You asked bluntly, “you never seem to be around when I visit.”

Marko shot you a disgusted look, “I’m not afraid of anything,” he spit.

You smiled softly, “not even David?” You questioned softly.

Marko leapt up from his place beside you, “what?” He whispered through gritted teeth.

Your serene smile never left your face, “you sacrifice your will for his own, you all do,” you observed.

Marko glared hatefully, “you don’t know what you’re talking about,” he mumbled.

“Ah but it’s ok Marko,” you assured him, “you love him.”

Marko hugged himself, and stared at the ground.

“Do you ever wonder though,” you pondered, “if he loves controlling you, more than he loves you?” You asked, your head tilted.

“Do you fear that his love for you is temporary? That you’re only a passing fancy? Do you fear what he’ll do when he tires of you?” You whispered.

Marko backed away from you in shock, “you’re the passing fancy.” He spoke seriously, “and you should be afraid of what he’ll do to you. What I’ll do to you,” he threatened.

You smiled back, “I’d love to introduce you to my family sometime my friend,” you offered, “there are no power structures among us, only love.” You explained, “don’t you want to be loved Marko? Don’t you want to be part of a family?”

“I have a family,” Marko assured you, “and you are not my friend. I don’t care if you hang around the others, but you stay the fuck away from me.” He ground out, storming off.

You smiled as he walked off, he’d come around, they always did.

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Note: this probably needs a part two lol, somebody I’ll stop writing fics that need multiple parts…someday

Taglist❤️:

@bloodywickedvamp @6lostgirl6 @ghoulgeousimmaculate @misslavenderlady @altierirose @solobagginses @anna1306 @pixielostboy @its-freaking-bats @xxryn @dwaynesbiboyfriend @crustyraccoon

[thealliasylum]

🔞Play With It 💋

Warning: Mature language, SMUT, 18+, oral sex (female receiving), mentioning the reader having sex with Jey, SMUT, mediocre-ish editing. Enjoy

“Wassup, (Y/N).” I hear a familiar voice, before feeling a slap on my ass.

“How’d you know it was me?” I ask, seeing that it’s Jey.

“You know we can recognize that ass from anywhere.” Roman answers, slapping my ass like his cousin. “Especially in a pair of jeans that I bought.”

“Whatever. I gotta go get ready for work so I’ll see you tomorrow at Paul’s.”

“You don’t have a few minutes for Daddy?” Roman sweet talks me.

-

“5 minutes and 5 minutes only.” I tell Roman while he locks the door behind us.

“Nuh uh.” He protests, while unbuttoning my jeans and tongue kissing my neck in the process. “You know I need more than 5 minutes.”

I gasp and smile when his large hand is wrapped around my throat. He takes advantage of my open mouth, by giving it a sloppy kiss. I close my eyes and drift into ecstasy as we tongue kiss and he strips me. I kick my chucks off, while he removes my pants and pull my titties out of my shirt.

“No panties? It’s like you were ready for me.”

I spread my legs and let his fingers tease my pussy.

“Mm~“ I moan when he rubs my clit in circles.

“You sure I can’t have 10?” He asks as his finger slips inside of me.

Before I could even respond or make a noise, I’m being picked up and my legs are wrapped around his waist. I look down and watch him pull out his 8 inches of hard dick, and tease my wet slit with it.

“Beg for it.” He orders after giving me a kiss.

“You’re the one that wanted to fuck me😏”

I kiss him back, and things get heated quickly. His tongue is in my mouth again and I’m tugging at his silky hair. I gasp and break the kiss when he enters me. But it’s just the tip! I know what he’s doing and it’s not gonna work.

“Beg for it.” He repeats, barely moving his hips.

“Just fuck m- *gasps* ahh~”

He cuts me off by giving me a deep stroke and smirking. I become a moaning and blushing mess when he starts fucking me and sucking on my neck.

“Oh my God~“ I whimper, “oh my god~”

“You like that, baby?” He asks, repeatedly hitting my spot with every stroke.

“Yes~” I moan with pouted lips.

“You like that shit?” He grunts before slapping my ass.

Before I can answer, he adjusts our position and snap his hips back and forth with vigor. I hold on to him and squeeze his waist with my legs, as I feel myself coming closer to my first orgasm.

“Hm? You like being fucked like this?” He angrily asks with another spanking.

“YES!~“ I scream while cumming and squirting all over his dick.

My orgasm must’ve lit something in him, because he is fucking me like an animal now!

“Roman—“ I cry while still cumming. “What are you doing? Why are you doing this to me !?”

“Because you lied to me!” He growls and bury himself inside of me. “You don’t go to work tonight.”

I pant and tighten my walls around him while still trying to hold onto him.

“Why’d you lie to me?”

Before I can answer, he snaps his hips and go back to fucking me.

“Hm?” He asks with a slap to my face. “Why’d you lie to me? You tryna avoid Daddy?”

“No!”

He stops and pulls out, but he doesn’t put me down. “Then why’d you lie to me?”

“I’m sorry—“

“I don’t want an apology, I wanna know why you lied.”

“I can’t have a day to myself?” I ask, still trying to catch my breath.

“You can but you didn’t have to lie,”

Roman carries me to my bedroom and drop me on my bed and pounce on top of me.

“You know how much I hate liars!” Roman growls while spreading my thighs apart.

“I wanted to be a good girl today, not a slut.”

“You’re my slut.”

Roman lifts my hips off the bed, basically folding me, and dive face first into my pussy.

“Daddy~” I moan.

I watch him flicker and swirl his tongue on my clit, but close my eyes when he looks at me.

He pulls away from my heat. “Look at me!”

I open my eyes and lock eyes with the handsome devil that’s pleasing me with his mouth. Then he wraps his lips around my clit and suck on it, which makes my eyes roll to the back of my head. My hands go down to his hair and that must’ve lit something in him, because he immediately took my pussy lips into his mouth.

“Oh my god, Daddy!”

I scream out and pull his hair as he sucks on my pussy like a lollipop.

“Daddy can you please fuck me?” I beg.

Roman inserts 2 fingers and pump them in and out, not even listening to my begging.

“Daddy please~” I whimper.

“Mm-mm!” He declines.

My legs stiffen as I cum on his face and fingers, and scream his name.

Roman chuckles. “That’s my slut. You Daddy’s little slut?”

I bite my lip and nod, while he gets back on top of me.

“Are you Daddy’s little slut!?” He repeats with a slap to my face.

“Yes~”

He wraps his large hand around my throat. “Yes what?”

“I’m your little slut.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want your dick.”

He grants my wish and thrust all the way inside of me. “Thank me.”

“Thank you Daddy.” I say while holding his hand in place.

I gasp and pout my lips when he squeezes my throat, and starts moving his hips. I stick my tongue out and let him spit in my mouth, before pulling him down so he can kiss me. We share a sloppy kiss as he fucks me at the perfect pace. Our bodies rock while our tongues dance and our salivas mix.

One thing about Roman that I love, is how passionate he can be. When Jey fucks me, there’s no kissing, just stress being relieved and hair being pulled. Don’t get me wrong, I love that shit, and it’s great. But when Roman fucks me, he give his all and then some, without overwhelming me.

Roman pulls away and slap me across my face before holding my face in his hand. “You gonna lie to me again?”

“No~”

“This my pussy? Hm? This pussy belong to me?” He says with another slap.

“Yes Daddy~”

“It’s all mine?”

With every question, there’s a long deep stroke, and more aggression in his voice.

“It’s all mine, and not Jey’s?”

“It’s all yours Daddy.”

My legs shake and my back arches when his thumb meets and plays with my clit.

“Daddy I’m gonna cum!” I scream out.

He moves his thumb faster and snap his hips with vigor, until I’m cumming and squirting on his big dick.

“Mmhmm~” He groans. “Cum on this dick, you little slut!”

Roman puts my legs on his shoulders and chase his orgasm while I come down from mine.

“Pretty ass!” He grunts before cumming inside of me.

Roman collapses on top of me, and pepper kisses on my neck, making me giggle.

“😏 I’m still gonna let Jey eat my pussy.”

Time for round 2

[the-faceless-bride]

Love me, love me not...

Ahh and here we are the final chapter. It's a bit more focused on the boys and there will be two endings for you to choose from. Ngl I cried...

Tags: @thelostboysbutterfly @thelostone91 @charlizekkelly @star583 @poketnife69 @pinkchocolatcat @p1×1ebby @yor72 @mushrooms444 @bespinnn @patient1666074 @sharksarebeautiful @iloveslasher @shiningdyingmoon @vixen2383 @star583 @poisonprincess82 @eclecticpatrolroadlawyer

Tw: death, angry vampires, Marko 😔, blood, gore, alt ending...

<- part 3

You sat on your bed, skimming through your book thinking about how things have gone the past few days...

The drift from the boys... The distraction with Micheal, that girl whatever her name was...

God... The thought of them being the way they were with you broke your heart...

The boys all sat around Micheal, they had been messing with him all night.

A little payback for taking something they loved dearly... But took for granted...

They hated that they were gonna have to be brothers with this guy, they hated having to see him laugh with you when they spot you on the boardwalk, and made them want to rip their hair out watching you look around for him.

David told Marko to "get the bottle." While he stared down Micheal as Dwayne and Paul laughed at Micheal's gags as he spits out what he thought were maggots, Marko looked at David his doe eyes said all he needed to know.

Marko didn't want Micheal to be part of them, that was the last thing he wanted.

Last he saw Micheal was atop you reaching up your shirt with his tongue down your throat, but he didn't have a choice... David gives him a warning look, 'don't fuck this up...'

Marko huffs before walking away to get the blood, this sucks.

Not a moment later he hands the bottle to David; David started using his mind tricks to ease Micheal into drinking almost snapping at Star when she tried to intervene.

And just like that Micheal was on his way to being one of them.

The boys took advantage of his state running around him and shoving their shoulders into him, he didn't notice in that moment but he would feel those bruises tomorrow.

Paul paused his circling and placed a hand on Micheal's shoulders before questioning.

He asked about you and Micheal, which made everyone stop. All eyes were now on Micheal even Star was interested in the relationship between the boy she liked and the stranger the boys seemed to never stop talking about.

The boys weren't getting the answers they wanted, all Micheal would say were sluggish words of how you were fun and liked to go on rides and loved popcorn but the boys already knew all that.

But it was clear that Micheal had far too much blood to give them the answers they wanted...

Next time.

A few days have passed by and Micheal had only gotten stranger as the days went on.

He got snappy with you, shit-talked his little brother and mom, and seemed to just always be tired when you hung out together.

You didn't fully know what was happening but you could take a guess and it hurt you.

They turned Micheal? Who they barely know... But it never crossed their mind to change you?

You felt a bit betrayed... Did you really mean that little to them?

You tried not to think about it for too long and try and help Micheal as he had been getting worse.

Last thing you needed was for Micheal to lose it and hurt his family or you.

Micheal met with the boys in a secluded place on the beach where a party was taking place, this was the final step and he would be one of them.

The boys all looked between each other, this was their last chance to get answers before Max stepped in and forced them all into the vampire Brady bunch then they couldn't pick a fight to get answers without Max stepping in and that would just piss them all off.

They all taunted Micheal about his anger, his confusion, his hunger.

They all sprung into action attacking anything they saw, screams of agony and blood-curling screams were all that could be heard for miles.

Micheal had a battle with himself, he was hungry. So so hungry, but he couldn't do it.

He couldn't bring himself to hurt these poor unfortunate souls that had chosen the wrong night to party...

Michael looked up as the four bloodied boys stood over him,

"Be one of us, Micheal... You'll never grow old, never have to worry, sleep all day, and party all night." David offered, but Micheal only stared before shaking his head and David scoffed.

"You should be grateful we're offering this to you after you took what was ours..." David hissed with bitterness and Micheal looked confused, "what do you mean?" This made Dwayne huff in amusement at how dense Micheal really was and Paul rolled his eyes

And finally, it click.

Micheal said your name as if asking them if that was what they were referring to and by the way, they all tensed he was right.

"I don't know what you mean, they're cool but... We never did anything." Micheal tried explaining and that made Marko go red with anger "LIAR!"

Marko rush Micheal before any of the others could stop him, pushing Micheal to the dirty ground before getting in his face. Screaming incoherently about what he saw and how eager Micheal was and how willing you were.

"They stopped it! They didn't want to continue we didn't do anything!"

"SHUT UP!" Marko was full of conflicting emotions as were the other three, he felt so many things at the moment.

Relief, anger, denial, sadness, guilt, regret...

He was relieved you hadn't done anything with Micheal, he could finally stop having the dreadful thoughts of Micheal on top of you and pleasing you the way they had, angry that he wasn't patient and let his emotions get the better of him and didn't think rationally at the moment and he could've seen you stop and this could've been avoided, in denial that Micheal was telling the truth because if he was this was all his fault for not just waiting for a second longer instead of doubting your loyalty, sadness about how much he and the boys missed you and you missed out on so much valuable time together, guilt that he brought all his other lovers pain, regret that he and the others pushed you away instead of just... Talking to you...

Marko started heavily breathing and Paul rushed over to comfort the smaller Vampire... And Dwayne and David realized what was happening and let Micheal's words set in as they watched him run away...

What had they done?...

The boys all sat in the cave, Paul trying to calm down an overwhelmed and on the brink of tears Marko, Dwayne paced back and forth trying to think of a way to win you back and David sat in his wheelchair quietly.

David was at a loss for what to do, they had pushed you away. How would they come back to you from that?

Tell you that they felt threatened by Micheal and because Marko saw you and got upset we all questioned your loyalty but now we know you loved us as much as we loved you sorry doll?

No, that would only make them even bigger assholes...

The only thing he could think to do was just... Sit and explain everything to you... But how would they get to you without you just walking away from them after what they did to you...

"It's ok, let's just sleep on it and come up with a plan tomorrow. We can see them tomorrow." Paul said as he was trying to keep everything calm. He hated when his lovers were in distress, he just wanted to sleep and dream of you and them all snuggled together in your nest as you all did before...

They had slept in your nest a few times on particularly hard nights where they would all just hold each other telling the other that they were more than enough.

They hadn't touched or moved any of your stuff, it still smelled like you...

Yeah... Sleep on it... They could do that...

Little did they know... They had some visitors late in the day...

They all slept close to one another deep in a dream when suddenly they all woke up...

Blood... Blood everywhere.

Marko's screams were the only thing that could be heard echoing through the caves.

The boys felt as if the world had stopped...

They all jumped down to attack the younger boys who had staked Marko.

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They couldn't save him... It was day. They couldn't go out. if they had caught one of the pipsqueaks they could've given Marko the blood and he could heal but... They had nothing.

They had moved a very weak and slowly dying Marko to your nest, they had nothing to save him...

By the time night hit, Dwayne was riled up ready to track them all down, Paul was rocking himself back and forth in a corner of the cave and David was hungry for their blood...

After the three vampires left, Marko was left in your nest slowly losing consciousness thinking of the last things he did with his lovers... With you...

The boardwalk, the rides, the games, the heated late nights... The way he ignored you, the way he made you cry... This was his punishment, his last moments knowing that he was wrong... He was stupid... He was sorry... And he would never get to tell you...

He heard soft shuffling around him before two warm hands laid themselves on his cold porcelain face,

"Marko?" A soft voice called

The tears from Marko's eyes finally fell, he didnt knows if this was real... But if this was the only chance he was gonna get he was gonna take it, whether it was real or not...

"Baby? I-I'm so sorry... Im sorry, Im sorry, Imsorry, ImsorryImsorrysorrysorrysorr.."

💖forgive?💖 💔Move on?💔

[orgxnas]

Hunger Games Characters and Their Favorite Classic Frat Banger™️

Katniss

Moment 4 Life by Nicki Minaj

Let’s be honest she not the frat party type

But this song just… speaks to her

Like Nicki’s whole opening verse? Oh yeah she a Nicki fan

“In this very moment, I’m king/ In this very moment, I slayed Goliath with a sling” and she did

She likes how slow-paced the song is too

Really makes her stop and think about how lucky she is that she made it out and that the odds were literally stacked against her from the start

“Cause I’m still hood, Hollywood (the Capitol) couldn’t change me/ Shout out to my haters, sorry that you couldn’t faze me!” WHAT

Peeta

Sexy Bitch by David Guetta

He’s fr tryna find a way to describe this girl (Katniss) without being disrespectful

Loooovvveeesss the white girl tunes

Katniss loves watching him when the song comes on bc he just gets so silly!

The horrors cannot break him when David Guetta is playing

Gale

Mr. Brightside by The Killers/ Mo Bamba by Sheck Wes

OFC HE WOULD ARE YOU KIDDING

Once Mr. Brightside comes on Gale is already drunk asf

Takes the lyrics suuuupppeeerrr personally

Guilt-trip-sings at Katniss. Lowkey mean to Peeta😭

NOW ALTERNATIVELY

Some of you may have opposing views, but Gale would def join a frat

“No Katniss you don’t get it, it’s not about partying or getting girls, it’s about brotherhood and community service” yeah sure

Mo Bamba is def Frat Boy!Gale’s fav song

Haymitch

Wipe Me Down (Remix) by Foxx, Webbie, and Lil Boosie

old ahh mf

Bro gets INTO it

Once he gets to the middle of that dance circle, he does not stop moving

Katniss is horror struck bc no way this is the same Haymitch she met back in 12??

Peeta records it for whenever him and Katniss need a laugh

Effie LOVES that bro is finally cutting loose

Effie

Va Va Voom by Nicki Minaj

she would LOVE Nicki in her Roman era

Loves Nicki period

Loves how the music sounds

She IS the main attraction

“Just met a boy, just met a boy when/ he could become my little problem” and she was thinking abt Haymitch (I will ship them until the day I die)

What does Va Va Voom even mean? Only Nicki and Ms. Trinket knows

Finnick

Temperature by Sean Paul

oh his slutty lil hips

They be MOVIN

Keeps insane eye contact while he dance it’s a miracle every girl there didn’t leave pregnant from the eye contact alone

Knows how hot he looks dancing to this song and knows that even though every girl there wants him, he goes home to Annie at the end of the night

Johanna

I Don’t Fuck With You by Big Sean

OF COURSE THIS IS HER FAV

Looks mfs dead in the face while singing

Accidentally (on purpose) flipped off President Snow when this song was playing

She cannot dance

But noooo one is gonna tell her that

One time during an interview with Caesar she hijacked the interview and performed this song on national television. Didn’t get very far tho bc they cut the cameras QUICK (I was there)

[iheartjohnlennon]

'All my loving'

Liverpool, '61

Summary: Paul just wants to show you a good time.

Word count: 1,018

Tags: Smut, Vaginal Sex

"C'mon love, are we gonna do this or wha'?" He mused teasingly.

You bashfully gazed at the hazel-eyed boy who was sitting opposite you, on top of your bed.

Your seating position cross-legged, shy. Different to his open-legged one, he wore a lustful smile. He wanted something and you knew exactly what.

You suppose you couldn't deny him now, you'd both been anticipating this for months, maybe even the day you both laid your eyes on each other.

You weren't sure about the state of your relationship, but you sure were ready for this.

Paul shifted himself to get closer to you, your noses touching now, he placed his hands on the back of your neck and began to whisper, "I'll make you feel good..real good, I promise."

He stared at you hungrily and took in your figure which was clothed in a skin-tight mini dress and stockings, his eyes flicked down to your chest.

"Okay Paulie." You replied meekly, as if unsure, but you couldn't lose this chance, not with him.

His then plain facial expression was now taken over by a cheeky smirk.

Paul passionately pulled you in for an open-mouthed kiss, you were taken by surprise and put your hands against his chest, to pull back slightly, but Paul held you possessively and deepened the kiss to taste your tongue with his tongue.

He broke the kiss with a chuckle and playfully pushed you back onto your pillow, he peppered your neck with kisses and warm sucks.

"Ohh...Paulie that feels nice," he smiled against your neck, then stopped abruptly.

You laid beneath him, he was straddling you now stroking your thighs excited to get those stockings off.

You could feel him getting hard. 

"You're bloody gorgeous," he said so quietly you could have missed it. He angled one leg up and kissed your foot. "Let's get these off then, yeah?"

"Yeah." Paul began to seductively take off your stockings, he stared you dead in the eye the whole time, like he was punishing you. He eyed your still-clothed body, "Take off yer dress for me then love," You'd never moved so quickly in your life, you sat up slightly and reached to grab the zipper. 

The tight dress slipped off your figure and you were now in your flimsy bra and panties, Paul's eyes grew wide, "Your turn now, yeah?" You teased.

"Oh 'course." He wasted no time slipping off his blazer, white t-shirt, socks and dress pants. He was now only in his boxers and his hard-on was very evident, he caught you staring and smirked, again. Arrogant bastard.

He had you exactly where he wanted. Leaning down he held your hips, a hand slid behind your back and unclipped your bra, he carelessly threw the lace off the bed, your tits were now on full display. "Mmm yeah..." he muttered. You gasped as his hand slid your knickers down and brushed against your clit.

He spread your legs apart and took in the sight, "Mmm.."

You didn't like seeing his cock being unattended for and instinctively palmed his cock through his boxers. "Ahh shit, I want to fuck ye now Y/N, can I?"

"Yes, please..." you were ready, then a thought peered into your mind.

"Wait." you said, Paul replied with confusion, "Wha'?"

"Do you have anything, a condom, you know for protection?" You imagined what your Mum would do if you had a child, unmarried.

You certainly wouldn't be on this bed anymore, that's for sure.

But he answered quickly, like he was prepared for this question, he tilted your chin up so you could look him in the eyes, "I'll pull out before I finish, I promise, love you can trust me."

"Alright- alright."

He pulled you forward by the hips, he was straddling you again, perfect. His cock tickled your entrance, he rubbed the tip up and down your little hole.

"Oh baby..." Paul moaned as he pushed further to enter you, "Ahh," you slurred with sharp pleasure.

He pushed further with the base of his cock still in his hand, his other hand pinned you down as he hovered over you, to make sure you wouldn't pull back when he was this close.

He had fully entered you now, you felt open, you thought he wasn't particularly big, but you were full. "Yes Y/N, oohh yes," he muttered in a trance whilst sporadically jerking his hips into yours.

The thrusts were deep and gently stroked your g-spot, "Ohh...Paul....like that, like that."

"Like tha'?" He repeated in your ear, you could practically feel his cocky little smirk as he fucked into you.

His hands gripped your hips, he let out breathy moans, your back arched with each movement of his.

"Oh- fuck, fuck!" His thrusts sped up and your bedroom was soon filled with wet noises and the subtle shift of the bed. Paul breathed out little 'mms' and 'like thats?' into your ear.

An unfamiliar feeling built up in your stomach, it was tickling you and making your clit pulse, "I'm going to cum, oh my god!" You whined, your hands clawed his back and your eyebrows scrunched in unbearable pleasure. Paul responded to this with shallower and faster strokes.

He groaned and simultaneously whispered, "Oh Y/N, I can feel tha', I can feel- I'm about to cum too...fuck."

"Paul!.. I'm cumming, mmm.." You couldn't hold it in any longer, your cum had leaked all over Paul's cock. He continued thrusting as he chased his release, this was terribly overstimulating, but you knew it wasn't going to be long now.

"You feel so good," you said as he continued thrusting, his harder thrusts made you sound as though you were jumping up and down.

"Ahhh Y/N...Ahhh fuck," He couldn't have pulled out any quicker. Warm ropes of white landed on your stomach.

He pushed off of you. You lay side by side. He was a sweaty, breathing mess as were you.

His pupils met yours. Hazel eyes studied _____ ones.  

"I think I'm in love with ya Y/N."

[n30nwrites]

5 Seconds You Can't Get Back

Please Read the trigger Warnings

This is for a platonic The Lost Boys, this is strictly platonic and strictly a vent for me. As the reader you are allowed to see it as how you want but this will be told as platonic and I do not want any comments about romance/any negative comments about it in general.

Again this is a vent for me, about me, what I have gone through and I'm sorry if that sounds rude but I'm trying to cope.

TW - Romantic Partner Death, Suicide, Suicidal ideation, Suicidal talk, grief,

It's been a month since it's happened.

You had to go through Valentine's day alone, technically you spent it with your friends and family, yet it still felt like you were alone.

Just certain moments, when it got particulary loud and you went to turn to speak to him only to realize he wasn't there. Or when you would grab extra food for him just to realize he wasn't going to be eating it.

The worst were the texts. Going back in the conversation never noticing the signs, and continue to text him despite knowing he won't respond.

It's been 41 days.

Your mother called it selfish, his actions. His suicide was selfish.

You could understand why she would think that. But she couldn't understand why you thought something else. That you understood completely why he did it, that life was so fucking horrible that he couldn't go on.

You understood that, you had felt the same. You feel the same currently.

Your friends had no idea.

David, Dwayne, Paul, Marko. Ripping off the bandage that you were alone now.

They were too happy, they wouldn't understand. They were too wild and free, they wouldn't understand being tied down to a body buried 6ft under, that the entire idea of breathing without him seemed too heavy.

So you didn't tell them. You told your mother and your sister and that was it. Because they wouldn't talk about it with you and avoiding it seemed to be the best course of action for you.

It wasn't but who cared.

The boardwalk was loud and distracting, as were the boys. They were bouncing around, quickly going from one place to the next.

"How come we haven't seen **** around?" Paul is the first to ask, he's been brought up in conversation before but never directly.

"He's been sick lately" It's so easy to lie to them and yourself. That he's actually alive and hasn't killed himself.

"Ahh, I hope he get's better soon."

You hope he does too. In some twisted way.

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Again this is a vent, this is for me. And This is me venting, it's not long because it's taking a lot but honestly it's kind of refreshing lol. This is for me, by me and I don't care for any comments. Sorry if that sounds rude but I needed something.

[bambi-kinos]

Interested to read your slash fic, in that case! Drop the link!

touched a nerve, huh lmao. It's still in process but this long ass sex scene helped me win NaNo last year:

Paul huffed a laugh. He reached up between John's weak thighs with one hand, cupping his full testicles and fondling him.

Paul had a powerful grip and he sent bursts of pain like lightning through John's bollocks. John whinnied, thrusting his hips forward. That just made Paul laugh again and he dragged his palm across John's bollocks and then up his shaft, palm pressed flat to the underside of John's cock. "Like what you see?" Paul asked. The blackout hadn't knocked an ounce of cheekiness out of him.

"Paul," John breathed. Paul's fingers dug deeper into him and began moving up and down, using the fabric to gain traction on John's foreskin. Paul pushed and pulled and John's body eagerly obliged, each slide becoming smoother and wetter. "Paul -- *Paul*--"

"That's it, John," Paul whispered. It seemed like right as John was about to cum, Paul released him. He nearly collapsed. Paul tucked the offending hand to his stomach, watching placidly as if he hadn't almost set John off like a bottle rocket. "Ready now, love?"

"Wait until I'm through with you," John replied once he got his voice back. 

He didn't waste any more time. John lay between Paul's thighs, pausing only to rub his cheek on Paul's inner thigh as he pulled Paulie's legs over his shoulders again. Christ, he could get used to this position. He placed two wet, sucking kisses on Paul's legs to set the mood.

John didn't know if Paul was self conscious. He was usually pretty good at reading him and there wasn't anything in Paul's face or demeanor to suggest he felt embarrassment. Still, a corner of John's mind wondered what Paul really thought of what John was doing to him. They had never done anything like this before. Wanking in front of someone just didn't compare. Fucking girls side by side didn't either. And John knew he had only himself to blame, but he still wondered a little as he nosed at Paul's cock. Had Paul been waiting for him all along?

Paul moaned with relief when John took him in again. This time they were both more familiar. John took Paul eagerly, his dry lips as he swallowed Paul inch by inch, spreading around him as he thickened more and more. He took a moment to familiarize himself with the scar again and then kept going.

"John -- ah, John be careful -- ah, *ah!*" Paul's feet kicked and he wheedled as John pressed his face into the thick wiry hair that surrounded Paul's base. John couldn't make a sound; Paul's cock was too deep in this throat. John took Paul's thighs and dragged him forward until his knees were somewhere over John's head, Paul bent in half at his hips.

He wasn't laughing now.

John pulled off. He risked a look at Paul's face. Macca was gratifyingly windblown. He had one hand on the top of his head, holding an invisible hat in place as he stared, face bright red and surprised.

"Not bad," John rasped. He shut his eyes and pulled Paul's head into his mouth and gave it a few quick and hard sucks just to make Paul twitch.

"Christ! Ahh- ahhhHHH--" Paul's voice scraped against the ceiling of his vocal register and his hips jerked. John wasn't ready for it; he hadn't realized that Paul was that close. He'd expected him to last longer but Paul went off with a trembling moan. John caught the first few spurts in his mouth but he didn't swallow them in time, choking on them and coughing to clear his throat.

Which meant that Paul's cum only had one place to go.

"Ah!" It landed on his face, a ribbon of white from Paul's tip striking his cheek and over his nose. John braced himself; it didn't occur to him to move. Paul moaned again, and three more fat spurts hit John's face. He shut his eyes and felt it on his eyelid, again on his cheek and nose, and then once more on his forehead, soaking into his bangs. Paul's thighs squeezed around him, soft around his jaw even as the muscles twitched against John's cheeks.

There's way more than that and there will be more to come (winky face) but I need this opening chapter nailed down first.

I have a lot of plans for the sex scenes in this fic, this is just the first and it's the least of them in a number of ways. I have a certain watermark I want to hit, my last record for a fanfiction was 8 sex scenes and I want at least 15 for this one (10 of them taking place on the US tour.) I want to write lots and lots of porn about John and Paul.

[rab1darachn1d]

i had a dream where Fyodor was playing the upcoming game Wuthering Waves and had shit gacha luck and was screaming russian curse words at Nikolai(who was also there) and then he got a character named YinLin and was like "AHH TITTIES😰 EW EW EW" bc of her burst animation and then he started talking and feminism and how he wanted to khs

other important mentions from said dream:

-he called bram a loser and said skill issue

-"dont fucking call me 'baby gorilla'"

-"you think sigma played genshin impact"

-for some reason he was in the game at some point and he kept dying

-he threw a mug at wall

-nikolai bit him

-there were two dazais and neither of them said anything

-paul verlaine(stormbringer) and Zy0x(youtuber/streamer) where brought up in conversation??? I dont remember what the conversation was but those two topics were somehow linked

-"Kolya do you think I could give myself a lobotomy"

[guardian-angle22]

Nice ass(k) day

Why do you love Paul so much? Have you ever felt as drawn to another character before him?

AHH I love so much about Paul! I think my favorite thing about him that drew me to him in season 1 was his analytical brain. The way he can look at his surroundings and how people around him are behaving and immediately pick up on small things that most people ignore. You can also tell by the books he reads (mostly nonfiction books about heavy/important topics) that he exercises that brain outside of work situations as well and just thinks deeply about things.

in fact, I think when I realized Paul Strickland was a bookworm was probably when he moved up the ranking to be my favorite lol. There's nothing sexier than a person who reads books for fun.

But I also love how strong he is. How stubborn and persistent he can be (even when it's just about proper condiments). The snarky comments he makes.

also the way he's a dramatic fucking bitch when he doesn't get sweets! 🤣🤣

As for other characters, if we're talking just 911LS, I started watching the show back in season 1 after seeing gifsets of TK and Owen together. Their father/son relationship was actually what got me to watch the show in the first place and TK was probably the first character I was drawn to in this universe. Then I started watching the show for everyone cause I loved them all.

If we're talking outside of 911LS, I'm sure I have quite a few characters that I felt passionately about like I do Paul... my brain likes to hyper-fixate often so. I've cycled through many. 😅

[imeminemp3]

1, 4, 7, 8, 12, 16, 22 for thr ask game :)

1. most recent horror movie you watched

just watched m3gan tonight!!

4. actor(s)/actress(es) you Would love to see in a horror movie/more horror movies

begging for paul dano to be in a horror movie proper

wld also love ms edibiri in a horror she would SLAY

7. a horror movie you want to recommend to people

RINGU!!!!! a lot of people have seen the ring but i don't think enough people had seen the original japanese movie. it's soooooo much better and the ring is already pretty solid!

also white: melody of death, sissy, all the boys love mandy lane, all cheerleaders die

8. a horror movie you liked but will probably never rewatch (give a reason if youd like to)

nope 2022 the chimp scarred me for LIFE i wld love to rewatch it and analyse it and gather evidence to back up my claims abt the movie but the fucking chimp......

12. a horror movie that stuck with you for weeks after you watched it (give a reason if youd like to)

nope 2022 (the fucking chimp...)

suspiria 2018 (too gory for me (im sorry everyone))

ginger snaps and ready or not just bc they were so fun

16. the first horror movie you saw that truly ignited your love for the genre

no clue tbh. coraline? monster house?

22. a horror character that actually creeps you out/scares you

THE FUCKING CHIMP

also the boogeyman from the boogeyman 2023 oogh ahh idk why it scared me so

[thatpunkmaximoff]

[Book Two of…]

Story: 3 out of 5 Smut: 2.5 out of 5

I can’t believe it took me so long to finish this book. After flying through Hooked, I expected the same to happen for this one, but I just couldn’t get into it.

Don’t get me wrong, Emily has such a wonderful way of telling a story, but I guess the royalty one just wasn’t for me.

Tristan (Scar) is everything in this book! I thought it was gonna take a while for me to like him, but damn… Michael (Mufasa) was just the worst. You’ll be rooting for Tristan from the very beginning.

As for Sara… I normally like the FMC right away, but she rubbed me the wrong way and it took forever to even remotely like her. Like I know she’s angry and wants revenge, but the entitled attitude was a no for me. Fortunately, everything worked out in the end.

Other characters will pull you in- Simon (Simba) is just the cutest- and others will have you wanting to punch them. Not all of them are who they seem to be. Seriously, I was left gasping because of who turned out good and who turned out bad.

* So far, what I’m getting is Tristan = Scar, Michael = Mufasa, Xander = Zazu..

* Lmao. Tristan really wiped beneath his mother’s eye to prove she wasn’t crying and called her out. Damn 😂

* “Long live the king” — That gave me chills.

* Faasa family. Ahh, I get it lol. But dang, they want revenge on the royal family..? This is going to be good.

* Is uncle Raf a modern Rafiki? If so, what happened to being the all-wise neutral party? lol.

* “I’m no one’s queen. I’m just the one who will burn the crown.”

* Oohhh. Is Simon (Simba) a- I hate this word, but it is what it is- a bastard that everyone pretends to not know is the new king’s child?

* And so Sara meets Tristan 😏 Sort of. I wonder how this is going to go down since she’s supposed to be married to Michael 👀

* Holy shit. Sara’s first night and a severed head is tossed at the feet of Michael. And she came with a warning from the Rebel King. Interesting…

* … and Sara’s just rubbed me the wrong way. I know she has ulterior motives, but pulling the “I am to be you queen, give me respect” just made me lose respect for her 😂

* Long live the rebel king!

* “I prefer you this way. On your knees, chest heaving, and face flushed while you stare up at your betters. Let this be a lesson, little doe. Don’t forget your place.” // “And where is that?” // “Trembling at my feet.” — yassss! lol.

* I am Team Tristan 100% 😏 Fuck Xander! I’m glad he got knocked down a couple of pegs.

* Tristan and his apparent nephew Simon are so cute 😩

* Poor Antony is about to meet his doom 😂

* Oh shit. Michael is hallucinating his dead father? Tristan is going to spin the “mad king” bit and sway people from supporting him.

* Someone needs to slap Marisol back into her place and FIND SHEINA!

* I just realized that Timothy and Paul are the human version of Timon and Pumba lol. Right?

* Oh fuck. Tristan’s trusted spy brought Sheina to the one place the rebels gather to fuck her..? wtf.

* Goddamn. Tristan is very displeased. I can’t- I can’t even write the words he said! Holy shit.

* I am not a fan of Sara finding out the castle’s secrets when she still wants to kill Tristan. I don’t trust this hoe!

* So wax play gets Sara going…

* “So you’re a witch on top of being my brother’s whore?” — goddamn 😂

* lol Edward’s punishment. I almost forgot Tristan was pissed at him.

* Oohhhh. Did she finally realize that Simon is Michael’s bastard kid?

* And Uncle Raf is here? Everyone’s just a major cockblock.

* I don’t trust uncle Raf. Or Xander. Something is up.

* My little liar… that’s what he’s been calling her this entire time 😂

* Holy shit. They’re fondling each other under the table with Michael right next to them. And someone poisoned the cousin?! And it wasn’t Tristan..? 👀

* Oh. Sara poisoned him 😂

* She should have slit that creepy bastard’s throat when she had the chance.

* Thank you, Tristan, for making him suffer. You’re a real one.

* Fuckkkk. The story of how Tristan got his scar..? Yeah, fuck Michael. He needs to die asap.

* He didn’t let her cum. What a dick 😂

* I knew something was fishy with Raf. Now he’s pinning Sara’s father’s death on the rebel king? On Tristan?! Why do I get the feeling that isn’t the truth either?

* He’s playing his brother like a fucking fiddle lmao.

* Damn. I like Sara finally standing up for herself to Marisol and Ophelia. But…

* …now Timothy’s dead because she didn’t listen. Although what are the rebels after? I doubt Tristan told them to do that unless they’re starting to not have faith in their rebel king.

* Knew someone went against his orders. But who and why?

* Oh shit. She let him fuck her 😬

* And now she knows he’s the rebel king. Let the shitshow begin.

* Fuck. Michael killed their father? And Xander and their mother nudged him the direction? wtf.

* “I am nothing if I’m not yours. So do it. Kill me, Sara. Put me out of this constant purgatory of needing you without having you.”

* … and she couldn’t do it. She couldn’t kill me. Was the dick really that good? 😂

* Shit’s gonna hit the fan! Tristan told her he didn’t kill her father and her uncle plans to use her as scapegoat so he can take the crown. For fuck’s sake.

* Oh Simon. You would ask Tristan to be your dad and break my heart in the process.

* Ophelia, you traitorous cunt! I can’t believe you snitched on Tristan and Sara. I hope they kill you.

* Marisol is a rebel!? What is going on?!?!

* Holy shit. He crowned Simon as king seven years later 😨

[bukvarsbitch]

happy 25 songs of paul f. days!

day 4: "what kind of problems (does an irish cart tart have?)" from the final off book (#52)

i love this song so much; i also forgot how iconic melissabeth is after this one, so go give it a listen if you haven't. this song features an iconic thing in musical improv that makes me laugh every time: two people trying to sing the same thing at the same time without having a clear idea what the other one's doing, just a general one. also, the entire fucking witch sequence is so out of no where but i adore it. this is the last song from this episode, but if you haven't listened, i'd recommend it, especially if you've listened to the year before this ep (and even if you haven't!).

fav bits!

"tAHP of the morning to yA! it's me: caHRL tart!"

*cup rattle* "i'm sorry i fell down!"

"as long as we've known you, you've been an irish man. that's what this timeline has" "ahh tis true, tis true" *wheezing*

"i just like to go on scott's show and talk about the troubles"

the troubles irish cart has: sometimes, he doesn't want to get out of bed; sometimes, he gets an ache inside of his head; sometimes, he sees his shoe's untied; and sometimes, his dear old mother has died

"i'll tEHL you some mORE of my trAHBLES"

some more troubles irish carl tart has: sometimes, his dry cleaning is late; sometimes, he's broken his favorite plate; sometimes, he's fell into a ditch; and sometimes, he's been cursed by a witch

"tis a sad tale.. i wAS WALKING" and the entire witch scene

"i saw a witch and thought, all right"

jess' weird little into the woods-esque witch of irish carl tart <3

"you are cursed forevermore— that you can't go inside a sneaker store!"

"that's me sAD story"

"paul f. tompkins— notable zoo keeper"

"i don't know, there's no chorus, so it really doesn't feel like something you're interested in"

"what kind of troubles does a zookeeper paul f. tompkins have" at the same time as "does a zookeeper pft have" and how it takes zach and jess like three times to realize that one of them should wait

the troubles zoo keeper pft has: the monkeys often won't stay off the rails; it's often hard to get the penguins into the tophand tails; sometimes, he just feels like he needs a break; and, sometimes, he's gotta go and find a snake

"they're not a problem for everyone!" "no?" "i'm irish"

the troubles firefighter eliza has (except for fire): it can get pretty hot because of her, but not (not not) because of her fire; sometimes she just wants to shout "help me!"

"i feel like you're more self-sufficient than that eliza" "that's what people think, but it's not true!"

the troubles ghost podcast scott has: he has to dig up graves; his hands get really hurty; he's super super dirty; the bones smell bad; he's got a weird relationship with his ghost dad (not bill cosby! a different one!)

"but we have these guests in a line; and now i think we're out of time. forthisfirsthalf" *laughter*

[supercriminalbean]

Things that made me insane during criminal minds evolution:

Written while I watched so enjoy my bumbling mess. Spoiler alert of course.

Episode 8:

Okay I know AJ director this episode but um....why is the flash back based on JJ and Will it makes me uneasy. I'm scared and I'm not even 30 seconds in.

This season is fucked up.

Ahhh Dave and Penelope!! Him knowing when she's stressed or hasn't slept well makes my heart flutter.

He is such a dad (fucking daddy)

Him not believer her about work stress haha he knowsssss.

Atleast he didn't walk into it this timeeee.

David's voice drives me hornyyy I mean madd.

At first glance I thought that was Emily and was about to lose my shit.

Michael is so old....what the hell... Henry... I I know they are old but I...it feels wrong please so wrong. I'm so old now 😭😭😭

What if Will is working with sicarius...

Henry... my heart is aching for you. I also had to ear drop on my parents alot.

Fuck I love sircarius he's so smarttt.

61 people fuck... that's hot.

EMILY OPENING QUOTE YESSSS

I love her hair ahhh.

Ahhh we love Paul. Paul you are fucking awesome.

Awww TARA AND LUKE HIII I missed you.

Damn Penelope in that dress she looks beautiful.

OMGGG GUYSS THEY KNOW WHO LEE IS THEY KNOW THE UNCEL FUCKING FINIALLY.

2ND STREET EVERYONES FACE. Please

No Luke don't question her, his face when he realized and IMMDENITLY turning to his best friend.

Tara repeteing it and nodding like yes she is my friend and I'm sorry it's not with you.

I PAUSE IT TO WRITE THE LUKE AND TARA THING AND SAW A FAMIKY ON TV AMD WAS LIKE HA THEY GONNA DIE. BUT ITS MY FAMILY ITS JJ AND WILL. IM SCARED!!!!

Can we before I push play talk about how I'm so proud of JJ for taking time off and looking after herself my little love.

Henry looks so sad. JJ doesn't get enough scene to be mum and I want more.

JJ please just tell him the truth he desever it, he already has alot going on with your two jobs please.

I relate to much to Henry and it hurtssss.

Tara and Luke yesss.

Knew it!! Parent killerrrr.

The way Emily sighs before ordering people around.

I know, I KNOW. It's bad but my hopes are up for an Emily and JJ moments where Emily helps JJ with her family issues....

Ew the jet.

Ahh did Garcia low key children swear with 'what the actual F?'

This season I need her to drop the proper F bomb and for Rossi to language her. PLEASEEE.

Is anyone else shock with hoe Luke and Tara are in more than 2 scene this episode I love but woww the writers know how to do this.

Rossi 🥺😍😭😭 I love you. The way you speak to victims family make my heart yeet.

What did Rossi see... ooh my love you so smart.

But my lovers are smart.

The way thoes two speak to each other make me wanna ahhh I love them both go much.

Rossi saying bitchy

Okay thoes two thoes two!! I cabr even explain it but best scene ever.

Her still saying he needs threpy is beautiful.

I figures out the reason why I love thoes two,its like the voices in my head talking.

Fuck I love Rossi and Garcia to much its not okay.

Rossi is suicidal driving towards him like that fucking hell. GO TO THERAPY.

Garcia calling him beautiful creatures ahhh

Oohfff old school his smile aww when he pushes Luke.

Will and Henry 💔😭😭😭

They kill Will off I'm sueing

Henry just a kid but oh his little heart has gone through so much...

JJ I want you to hold me like that.

So Rossi just got himself kill that's cool cool cool cool cool beans cool cool cool as.

do you uh...uh think he will get kidnapped and almost die and when he wakes at the hospital it's his best friend sitting there holding his hand... aka hotch...

Or Reid will come from where ever he is and help get Rossi ass back.