#i frogot you my brother

[but-ter-flie-ge]

Finally. My reread of Crooked Kingdom actually did happen.

I was way more excited for the second book of the duology. So my prediction consisted of me rushing through SOC and then starting CK a bit less as if the apocalypse is going to break out if I don't finish it within a few days.

Jokes on me: I got so excited about different scenes that I still flew through it. So my brain is jumbled and my life is falling apart but I guess I did finish it, no?

For my first read of the second book in the duology, I actually understood the hype a bit more. It granted us the last two background stories of the characters and had a whole lot more banter. Which is one of the strongest elements of the books. However, I feel like CK manages the riddles and hidden plans of Kaz way better. It feels more deliberate than just being based on pure luck. Not everything of course and it probably still is 80% luck but it is covered up more thoroughly.

There were just so many details I simply forgot and was shocked to learn about once more. Even things I hadn't fully understood the last time I read it.

The writing style is a bit more poetic in my point of view. I could be wrong but that's what it felt like and I think it gives the text an emotional smoothness in-between the edges that come with the fighting and the comedy.

Still the pacing is awry sometimes.

The point of view changes get so frustrating in some parts which I didn't feel too much in the first book.

If you shoot someone and the next page is a lengthy description of what the surroundings look like, I won't read that. Or I will read it but my brain will zone out of this universe. For others this may work but not for me.

What I need to add to this though is that when there is a brawl at the end of the one character it is almost certain the next one will experience something that reaches the same level of stress which makes the scenes afterward easier to flip through.

I did not like the Pekka Rollins ending in the church.

Kaz hasn't struck him or really confronted him through the whole length of two books. Now in all of this chaos, attention shifting every few seconds and nerves on edge for other reasons he decides to finally do what we waited for.

I understand that there probably wasn't enough space or time to write an extra plot point for this so I will just watch the show whenever I'm craving Kaz's vengeance.

One of my favourite chapters in the whole series got to be chapter 14 of CK.

It is also the only chapter that plays outside of Ketterdam and it almost feels like a bittersweet nightmare. Or a dream? It's so hard to decide how to feel, being torn from "Oh his mother lives!" To "Holy fuck his mother lives..." To "I can't do this- she painted him..." While everything plays in this unfamiliar setting dipped in the afternoon sun. Wylan is not just retelling what happened but we are actually there while it happens. It helps to stir my pot of emotions.

This song was running on repeat when I was reading this:

The time has come. Whilst we're at iconic scenes I have the physical urge to throw in the "Who the hell is Jordie" - Jesper Fahey.

My friends are probably already wailing over the fact that I'm once again explaining my issues when it comes to Kaz Brekker. I'm sorry, my dears. I love you all very much.

Book one he redeemed himself and even in book two at the end I felt lighter, the anger issues not going complete berserk when thinking about him.

A huge part why I didn't like him is caused by his anger towards Jesper. I established that in my first review as well but in CK this burning rage of and therefore for him just flames higher.

I understand why and how and what and when and blablabla but I still don't think it's acceptable. And I think the fandom handles it wrongly. Maybe this is because there are a lot of young readers in the community. (Even though the SOC duology has very morally grey characters and it shouldn't be young adult-- that's a discussion for another day.)

I know I'm chronically online for this but children listen: Kaz can't just stomp his bestie in the ground because he has PTSD. Why do you think Inej left before the same fate could happen to her? It's so painfully obvious it makes me convulse. Jesper already has doubts about himself and his right to be loved, have friends, be trusted. And that just worsens in the presence of Kaz and his jabs here and there. You also have to keep in mind that Kaz actively fed into Jespers addiction which were the cause of him accidentally betraying the crows. Additionally: who gave Kaz the right to speak for Inej? She is the one who got hurt and she's the one who will settle it. Which she did. (Brilliant scene by the way.)

The way Kaz reacts just strengthened my belief from the first book: he never trusted Jesper and he just lets out his pain at someone who was foolish enough to stay with him.

Now I know I've been antagonizing him a lot but it's my opinion on the fandoms matter not on the overall of his character because I feel like in the books it's perfectly clear that this is a fight where he's in the wrong.

Shockingly, my very one-sided view on Kaz changed. Otherwise I would've not enjoyed the book as much as I did. I hold the moments when Nina and Wylan say that he accepted them very close. Or him giving Wylan the heritage he deserves even if it was just to taunt Van Eck into madness I have the (most likely false) inkling it's not only that. Probably just another scheme to use Wylan later on but we don't think about that. When he tells Inej that Jesper is missed I felt like the Pekka Rollins incident was finally wearing off just as the memories.

And of course there's Inej whom he gifts her her ship and brought her back to her parents. We all love to see her happy and even if he earned the simp-stamp during this, it is still a scene that makes me tear up.

Talking about more scenes I like: the fights between Inej and Dunyasha are awesome. I find Dunyasha super interesting as well as the way Inej views her.

Her character design is fun and her belief system so twisted and messed up. I don't know it just was a "fresh wind" of insanity outside of the common crowd we already knew.

And Inej grew through her. Inej's character growth has always been kind of shoved in your face with very obvious metaphors but I learned to absolutely love and appreciate it this way. It leaves you with very impressive scenes that are bound to her with connections and further consequences.

Speaking of character growth: Matthias. We finally got his final big bear form. It's funny how he transformed from being this irrational crazy murder husband of Nina to kind of the innocent-not-so-innocent-simping-lovely-idiotic-diplomat of the group.

We all know how his story takes it's end though. And once again I find myself wondering if the pace is just too fast or the pov change destroys this particular moment. But I couldn't really engage in it. I found it sad but not in a way that really stuck and made me mourn his character which I find a bit unfair. Because he deserves to be mourned. No pun intended.

I'm surprised that I don't think it was unnecessary or something that was just done to hurt the reader. Or Nina for that matter. Maybe it is but that's not how it seems to me.

I think he deserves better, obviously. I think he could've survived and the book would've been just as good, maybe even better.

But he dies and I feel like it just shows how luck does run out sometimes. And all it took was a younger version of Matthias plagued by hatred and a clouded mind shakingly holding onto a pistol. Matthias did change, wanted to help and free his family from the ice but cruelly he wasn't given the chance.

Scenes I'm unsure about would also be the pure comedy gold of Jesper mistaking Kuwei for Wylan.

When I first read that I was so on edge. Why wasn't "Wylan" saying anything? Why's he randomely sitting there not playing? Why on god's green earth is he grinning? (Also side note: how the hell could Jesper say their first kiss would be a great thing as a distraction?)

Anyways oblivious Jesper kisses Kuwei and in turn this dude is just glowing with pride.

It is memeworthy and I'm happy it's not a messed up love triangle or any of those sorts.

Still the voices bro, the freaking voices! "How could this be used for a meme moment?"

I can live with it though. It's okay. The show gave us what we didn't have and I'm ready for further angst if the spin off does come out.

Conclusively I'd like to say that the books grew on me through the fandom, the show and maturing as a person. It's quite the funny journey. I'm going to reread my first two reviews now and see what bs my younger self created. Chances are high that I just repeated myself but that's okay. I'll just ride with that. Have a good day.

[bumblingbabooshka]

Processing some things

Also the fact that he's crouching with his hands on his knees is so cute to me for some reason?? He does this in another episode too - the one where Chakotay finds a symbol on an unknown planet...it's just so adorable to me. He could just lean down but no. Also of course his fingers are spread again - GOTTA utilize the whole hand whenever you do ANYTHING (if you're Tuvok)

[dartalias]

my thoghts while reading the Yangchen novels (the legacy of Yangchen) pt3

pt2 <-

-once again i have the feeling that Yangchen is stronger then me (what a shock) bc i would already have become Yun or something if it was me in her shoes

(Not in the sense i would be dangerous, in the sense i would have lose it)

All im saying is that the avatar(frogot his name) that possesses her, right or not, he has a point

-the explosion fight scene was cool, the fight sequences here are better then in the Kyoshi's novels i think

(Thats a criticism i have in both novels honestly, i really miss more of good, engaging fighting scenes, with like a fulfiling action coreography)

-i saw so many thing abolt Yingsu in Yangchen's team so that i dont belive shes dead

at first i did and got really upset, she look like such a interisting (and nice to draw) character

I will be really sad if im wrong and this is really all we got from her, but i know its possible, this author have the guts to do something like this, or even worst, i know it (Lek flashbacks)

-they are reviewing the day/plan and Kavik its not saying all he knows (his brother) again and its pissing me off, HAVE YOU LEARN NOTHING??!?

(Its literally just the beginning of the scene i think he will tell [he better do] its just....

Little trust issues

Just like Yangchen rn)

[nilesmoon]

i frogot to ask the day it dropped but um. opinions on the amprule phantom illusions? 🎤

hi hello. I have. So Many thoughts about amprule phantoms it's not even funny. I don't know if it's my favoritism speaking or not but I do think that they have some of the best phantoms in paralive.

I'm gonna end up ramble A Lot so I'm putting it all under read more

first off, dongha. the sonboy of all time. a lot of elements here were Incredibly Predictable but that did not stop my jaw from dropping when they announced this lol. while stunning and gorgeous it is also heartbreaking. I think it's really good at showing how trapped he feels and how he is trying to fight back & stand on his own with amprule!! HUGE fan of everything that's happening here but especially the thorns on the throne. It's so Not Subtle in what it's trying to say but I appreciate it all the same. Like. the roses you admire so much has hindered your possibilities of achieving what you really, truly, want??? I wonder that could mean????

(I would also like to point out that one of the bird wings are caught up in the thorns. how can a bird fly, survive on the ground, when his wings are unusable??)

The red carpets I have chosen to interpret as "two carpets for both of them. one for donghas place on the throne and one for his butler who is meant to stand by his side". considering the supporting role chungsungs phantom plays in donghas, it feels Correct.

While we're on the topic of common points. I'm gonna be honest when chungsungs phantom dropped I fully blacked out for a second solely because of candles & chains being common objects in amprule phantoms. but then again, once you remember these lyrics,

then it's like Of Course these are the common elements!!

now Actually onto chungsung. the chains?? so predictable but also Very Good and Effective. I feel like many people do not realize that this man is trapped in and has been hurt by the yeon family as much as the brothers. this guy has been working as a butler in that mansion At Least since 13. there's absolutely no way he had a good time. That's what the chains are about.

But the other side of this is that with his phantom he can actually Control them!! I have a very specific "taking back control" narrative for chungsung that exists only in my brain, so him reclaiming something that was a symbol of pain and making his own and turning it into an object of love [as seen in lyrics mentioned before] is Very Good

The candles...... I think I saw a few ppl point this out on twitter too but they're used for protection!! It's yet another epic example of chungsungs role as a shield tbh. (on another note I would like to see the candles set fire to the roses. I think it'd look sick as hell)

The bats were so unexpected Im still unsure what to think of it exactly. Some bat species feed on bugs (specifically moths. which are prominent bugs in the amprule imagery department), some feed on nectar and pollen, some feed on blood. Either way there's some self destruction via self cannibalism happening here 👍🏻👍🏻

(quick shout out to my beloved amprule consult for pointing out the possibility of the bats being people that have hurt him. which makes perfect sense bc chungsung IS the guy to willingly to put himself in a prey animal situation)

when you put them together it only gets better I think. I simply adore the way their phantoms fit together like puzzle pieces. It has that imposing air to it but also unsettling as hell. It is perfectly them.

[oliversrarebooks]

no demyx demyx DEMYZ HE FUCKE DIT UP, OLIVER FUCKED IT UP WHAT THE HELL OMG NO HEX A GODDAMN FOOL OMG. IMMA IMMA FUCKIN, OMG, I NEED A MINITE OMG, MY FINGERS ARE MOSIT, A, H, MY PALMS ARE CURLED UP, I cab't i can't holy fuck, he-my heart beating so fast rn. i can't belive he did that. oh fucking shit dawg, imma cry on the spot not my little baby boi finally fucking up omg I-, fuck, shit omg, im-imma cussing and a fussing ny hands are doing the claw thing ahhhh, why can't he just shut the fuck uppppp, nooo, omgggg. I now have to burp, but I tell you, I gasped out loud so hard I woke my damn dog up. Oh goodness me, I'm, I'm unwell about him fucing up. I have teras in my eyes, fromt eh shock. Holy fucl I am enjoying this (great chapter so far, I am, very dramatically enjoying everything so far.) /pos (Not lighthearted, more like dramatic hearted, being lighthearted about literature especially vampire literature...Can't do it. I have to consume it to my very being/soul.)

It's been 20 minutes, and I am just now calmed down enough to take an actual breather to get re-emersed in the story. newkwekee Read more, here I come once again. omfg stop.

i am cotinuing

thi btch has plot armour out the gods ass]

/funny

i like it alot, actually feels like whats supposed to happen. not neccesarily oh, author likes character too much to hurt them in a meaningful way. if that makes sense...I am going through it rn, this chapter has me amped up. I love it.

WHAT THE FUCK NO-NUH UH AIN NO WAY HES GOING TO LET HIM JUST SLEEP THS ONE OUT NUH UGH -

MNS IS GOING TO BE PUT THROGH HELL

oh

WHAT THE FACK HE THEY THEY'RE DANCING

OMG NOT COUNTING THE AH HE COUNTED FOOK-WE FOOKED

NO NO AH, NOT ALEXANDER TOO WHAT THE FUUUUCKKK NO HE MISSED NOTHING FOOK WE ARE SO FOOKED

WE HAVE BEEN fooked. Porr Oliver's back, and Alexander having to do it too is so crazy. Thats so fucking sad. Alexander getting punished fruther too is wild.

WAIT WHAT ABOUT HIS EYES

WHATRTHEDEDLEWE; HE HES NOT

THEY'RE NOT GOING TO GET IPENED

OMG OMFG NUGH

SHIT SHIT SHIT

OH, MY GOD AND THE FEEDING IT BEING SO PAINFUL AND HIM ACTUALLY FEELING EMPTY IS CRAZY

HE-OLIVER FEELS CRAZY? HES SO ADORBALE BUT WHAT THE FUCK MY BRO YOU KNEW MAESTRO WAS NOT GENTLE. WHAT DID YOU EXPECT BROTHER. WHATVEER IDC, I WON'T HATE DOWON ON OLIVER.

poor man, and alexander being so gentle still instead of angry and lashing out is so endearing.

i frogot about oliver's face in the midsts of my nail biting. omg

ahhhhh, imma cry he is going to look so terrible when he wakes up fr fr.

Lily mention <3

Excellent liveblogging! Thank you for the commentary!

Oliver has been trained to associate feedings with pleasure which is why he doesn't immediately realize that the feeding will be painful and distressing...

I try not to give Oliver too much plot armor considering it is a whump story and all...

[ipickedthisvusallthenamesrtaken]

When Keith found out he was half glara he freaked internally.

He thought everyone would hate him because of it, I mean shrio was caught by them, alluras family was killed by them.

Keith was already known as 'a loner' everyone thought he wanted to be alone, I mean he sometimes want to be alone but he doesn't always want to be alone. He tried his best to be a better friend,a better brother and teammate.

When training one day Keith has gotten a concussion, lance had knocked him off of his feet and he hit the floor a little to hard.

"keif!" Shrio called out running towards his little brother, keif laid on the ground looking daze

"keif can you hear me?" Shrio asked a little more calmly but he was panicking, the whole team including allura and coran (I frogot how to spell his name) gathered around Keith with looks of worry

Keif started giggling and that sent shrio in a spiral of panic

"what are you laughing at buddy?" Lance asked trying to figure out what was wrong, he felt guilty.

"you all hate me..." Keif answered giggling at the end

What..?

"keif.." pidge whispered in surprise, she tried to suppress tears but they came down anyway

"keif.. we don't hate you" shrio said, he kept glancing at coran worrying for a single saying that he could move keif

"but I'm -gGlara.." keif slurred, his eyelids were dangerleully close to closing

"that doesn't matter keif! Your our friend, your my brother we would never hate you" shrio said as he let his own tears fall

"let's bring him to the infermaity". Coran spoke up letting shrio know that it was safe to move keif

"I'm gonna move you now ok?" Shrio said letting keif know that he would soon be lifted up off of the ground

Shrio picked keif up bridal style and brang him to the medbay (we're gonna call it that since I dont know how to spell)

"we can't put him in a healing pod, your suppose to have a stable mind but lied has none of that right now" coran said

"so we're gonna have to take care of him the old fashion way?" Shrio asked, he already knew the answer though

",yep" coran resided twisting his mustache

"I'll go make soup!" Hunk said as he hugged out of the room.

Keif shivered, his amour was fine and now he just left in a short sleeve bodysuit

"here" lance handed keif his sweatshirt, taking notice of how cold keif was

Shiro helped his brother in the sweatshirt, he then picked kief up again and brang him to his room.

Let's just say keif was very confused why he was wearing lances sweatshirt

[tears-of-boredom]

s4ep1

good song oh my least faovurite thing ever is being buried alive actually so thats fun okay man loving the creepy vibes you couldnt have made dean spill even one drop while drinking cmon oooh damn myhsteryy oh my god the fucking busty asian brunettes magazine waittt wait wait is it castiel time?? is it gonna be castiel time soon?? im so excited oh oh oh its happening???? is it??? ok well the white car when dean has died okay dean well that was an honest ass confession bobby i love you im so happy you tried to kill dean twice, your carefulness and rationale are so awesome i love you sammy omg aplease yessss lmao girl i love you that shirt omg tuiohnjuoigbnfhoiu ghmmm ikm,kgmkhnjgfipsonhn why he gotta be so pent up and still literally panting omgfadhjugu im so normala aobuty aehiom bobby i love you im gonnaa,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, im gonagag make yo ui ghmmmmm no i shant say sams fucking microaggressions make me insane wait no i meant micro-expressions gjfga im supposed to be like drawing stuff but i cant help but comment on everything ooooh good music i hate it when they fight in such a calm manner graghh bobby i love you and your friends you are so amazing okay i honestly love this change of pace where the woman is so forward with dean and dean is the uncomfortable one CASTIELLLLLL YEAHHHH FUCK PAM DONT FUCKING DIE THOUGH I LIKE YOUU PERKY NIPPLES? isnt it usually your boyish charm? dean youre gonna fucking eat shit when you find out its a fucking angel motel with a ceiling mirror again sammy its honestly quite hot that youre just going to kill them and disobeying deans wishes like that castiel?:) castiel tonite?:) dean how are you not half deaf already is my question girl these brothers lie to each other like its their 9 to 5,,, honestly hester fits rtight in WAIYT WAIT GOOD SONG FROM FALLOUT NEW VEGAS!!!!!!! HELL YEAHHH THAT GAME HAD SUCH GOOD SONGS OH MY GOD THIS IS FUCKING SICK HONESTLY HOW CASTIEL IS JUST BURNING PEOPLES EYES OUT SAMMY BABYGIRL did you lie to dean about not practicing your magic? did baby boy lie again? honestly love that hes doing this shit wait has sam been fucking ruby? is that not the implication here? bobby u love you swinging youre deetsies jgjagjf casteiul??? elloo??? baby bird cmon?? FIUGHWGIUFDSIUJJJJIGHIOJIOJHJIGFJHSJHNNHINIHNNNINIPSP0R9R9IUJYIJTIJ90WYVSDYIOSRORLÖS CSASYTIELALLL!!!!!!!! UYEYSSSSS OH MY GOSD WAHT IS THAT BVVOICE OH MY GOS I FROGOT THAT HE HAD A WEIURD VOICEE WAIT HJE LOOKS A BIT LIKE BRAD PITT CASTIEL GFJ KIJFHIONOI make out alreaddy godd CASTIEL WHAT A FUCKING READ DAMN lmaooo imagine god brings youi back from dead just to make you his little worker ant😭😭

[jensensfanfic]

ONE TOO MANY

requested: anon

pairing: justin x gn!dempsey!reader

warnings: drinking/drunk reader, you are zach's sibling, use of baby/babe, suggestive sexual comments, drunken ily confession, bonus drunk zach for ya, typos that are purposeful!!

—☆—

Justin rushes out of bed when he gets the call.

Jessica had rung six times before he'd finally woken up, annoyed and still tired. When he answered, the booming music that played on the background of the call was so loud he could barely hear a word his friend was saying. He and Jess tried to communicate through loud whispers but it wasn’t enough, and Clay had started to stir from his side of the room.

Justin decided to end the call, and texted Jessica instead.

—☆—

2:05am, Justin F: clay's snoring... what’s up. it’s late

2:05am, Jess D: sorry. but i thought you'd want to know - dempsey is REALLY drunk

2:06am, Justin F: zach? he can take care of himself

2:07am, Jess D: not THAT dempsey, idiot

2:07am, Justin F: OH shit. yeah, okay, i'm on my way right now

clay can i borrow your car

2:10am, Justin F: fuck, didn't mean to type that lol

2:10am, Jess D: ...........dumbass

—☆—

Justin arrived at Jessica's party in no less that ten minutes, still wearing his grey pajama pants and a hoodie he'd quickly thrown on. He thumps on the door, hoping it's loud enough to be heard over the music.

When the door opens, he's surprised to be met with you first, instead of Jess. "Hey. You okay?" He immediately asks.

"Baby!" You yell, then throw yourself at him. He stumbles back a little but manages to catch himself, and you. You kiss his cheek with an exaggerated 'mwah'. "Where ya been?"

“Hey babe, where’s Jess?”

Half-lidded and grinning, you point behind you to where a group of people are playing 'suck-and-blow' in a circle. 

“She's, uh... right behind those guys... helping bug bro... I mean, big bro.” You hiccup rather loudly, and start giggling at yourself. “He’s drunk. Worse–" hiccup. "...than me.” hiccup. "I'm not drunk, though."

“You sure about that? How much did you have?”

“Uh...” You lift one of your hands from where it had been laying against his chest. You squint as you try to concentrate, putting up one finger at a time and counting. “One, two... three-four... three– No, two... or five. Uh, oh."

"What is it?" Justin frowns, moving you both out of the way of a boy who suddenly starts rushing out of the house, holding his stomach. He repeats his question. "What is it?"

"I frogot... forgot... how many." Hiccup.

“Baby, that’s not good. Come on, we should–” Justin cuts himself off when he spots Jess, waving at him from the kitchen. She gives him a thumbs up, then yells something which he just about makes out.

"You found 'em!? Good! You take that Dempsey, I'll take this one!"

She gestures to your brother, who stands abruptly from his chair and cheers loudly. Then he spots you, does a little wave, and then plops back down once more.

You laugh, and laugh as Justin then scoots you both around and opens the door.

"Hold me tight, okay? Don't want you to fall."

Justin guides you by your waist, down the front steps and to the car. He helps you inside, then leans over and buckles your seat belt for you. You watch as he places one hand on your knee to reach it, then swipes his other hand across your lap as he pulls it. You gasp excitedly, covering your mouth with one hand. "Oh. Justy... be careful where you're touching."

Justin frowns, but when you wink, he understands and just shakes his head with a smile. "You, Dempsey, are far to drunk."

The car starts up, but before you leave Justin frowns again. "And since when do you call me 'Justy'?"

Hiccup. "You don't like?"

"Hm..." He pauses for a beat, "undecided."

—☆—

Once home, you stumble to the couch, patting the space beside you for Justin to join. "I cannot be certain... exactly how many cups–" hiccup. "I had, but it was deftly—de-fin-te— de-fine-ly... six."

“Jesus." Justin grimaces. "Vodka? Punch? Gin? Fucking... whiskey? What was it?"

"Hm... lemme think..."

You start counting your fingers again and Justin sighs. "You know what? Don't worry. I'll text Jess later, see if she saw what you were drinking."

—☆—

A few minutes later, after Justin is done ranting to you about being careful, and knowing what's in your cup; which he's certain you aren't listening to– you yawn.

He rolls his eyes, and then you start poking at his arm as you speak. "Since when were you the responksi-balls person out of us."

“Maybe, since landed your cute ass." He smiles and takes your hand, partly to stop the poking, but mostly to gain your full attention. "I want you to be careful... and safe, and not have me waking up past 2am to come and get you. I worry about you, always.”

You stand, wobbling a little as you do. “I’m not even bad-drunk, look.”

You put your arms out in front of you and then bring the tip of your finger to your nose. Your left is almost perfect, but when you try with your right, you end up prodding your eye and wincing. You flop back down. "'Kay, fine. Maysbe I'm a little, wee bit drunker... but not as much as Zachy!"

"Wait!" Justin tries to reply, but he doesn't get a word out when you suddenly go rigid and grab his shirt, looking up at him with already-watering eyes. "Where's Zachy!? I di'nt se him! Is he okay!? Zachary Sha–"

"Hey. Chill out, will you? Your brother is fine. I think Jess is probably going to have him stay at her house tonight. He was very drunk, but he's being looked after. Okay?" Justin wipes your teary eyes. "Don't worry."

You sniffle. "Are you lying?"

"No. I swear."

"Okay." You rub your eyes, grinning, your emotional moment gone in an instant. "What now?"

"You... need sleep, and you can't go home right now since you'd be alone, so you can take my bed, and I'll take the couch."

"I'm not at my house? Oh."

"Uh, no. I brought you back to the Outhouse. Is that okay?"

“Mm. Sleep... sounds so very, very, very, very, very, very good... actually.”

You get up, and Justin fails to catch up to you as you somehow, safely make it to his bed and throw yourself on top. Justin waits for you to turn onto your back, then throws his favourite blanket over you.

"Oh, shit." His eyes then dart to the opposite side of the room and you follow them, leaning up on one arm. When he speaks again, he's whispering. "I almost forgot Clay was asleep. How in the fuck have we not woken him yet?"

“Oopsies.” You laugh, and then immediately slap a hand over your mouth when Clay shifts a little in his sleep.

"Okay. Go to sleep now, alright?" Justin leans over for a goodnight peck, but you stop him. "What?"

"Booze breath."

"I don't care."

"Okay, then, come here."

You hiccup again, just before his soft lips meet yours for a sweet, gentle smooch. He then plants another kiss on your forehead and cheek, and then turns around.

He goes to get more blankets and pillows for himself, and while collecting them, hears you mumble.

"Thanks, hottie. Night, night."

Justin chuckles, but it doesn't last long when your next drunken, sleepy words have him freezing on the spot.

"Ni-night, I love you..."

—☆—

Taglist: @mockerycrow @wqxianwriting

13 REASONS WHY MASTERLIST

[anos-sensei]

Halo so i frogot the existence of this app- to be forgiven here's some..... Filth

I have a HORRID monster kink but its worth it-

So here are a few of my hc's for the brothers.

LISEN UP. Nsfw ahead.

Monster kink, dacryphilia, mention of rough sex)

Big bros (lmk if you guys want the lil bros)

Lucifer's wings are EXTREMELY sensitive, in a bad way- basically, touching them when you're trying to rile him up will awaken something VERY dark inside of him. His genlte behavior will be THROWN out of the window in order to take care of you like the good ol' demon he is. Like he'd go feral. Example, he's grooming his wings and you come up behind him, gently caressing the soft furry like texture on the wingbone... His wings would shudder and puff up. He'd warn you to stop at first, but the second time you do it, he turns around, grabs you by the waist, kisses you fervently and well... fucks you dumb.

Mammon has claws, something ive always seen matching very well with him. In his demon form his hands get longer, the tips pitch black and nails sharper (he can chose the sharpness). We all know he's like an exited puppy, but he's in fact the second most dangerous demon in whole devildom. Also i like to think that he his tail is much stronger than it looks and that he has fangs (or at least sharp teeth) and that his eyes change color to a deep gold, shining and shimmering like water during a summer sunset. When he gets horny he cant help his eyes changing color and his hands changing form.. He also cant help when he uses his tail to tease you while his mouth works on other parts of your body, his teeth would graze your most sensitive parts, the sharp edges sending electricity through your body, the violent shudders and soft grunts/breathy moans would only spur him on. His long clawed (sharp nailed comon i dont have good englis) fingers would slip into you and reach the SWEETEST spots, all the while his tail is still working on your erogenous spots. jolts of pure pleasure would end up making you beg for him to let you finish. And eventually he'd fulfill your wish, filling you up with his own member and making you see stars. All the while his golden slitted eyes are on you, observing your every movement.

Leviathan: lets finish this with a sweeter note, or not hehehehehehe- anyway leviathan my personal favorite. That fish- first of. I think his tail mUST be the strongest part of his body. He'd wrap it around your leg to pull you closer, i also believe his tail would do most of the work if he's busy.

For example: he's signing papers/gaming and you come in, horny, you walk up to him, lust laced in your voice, you ask, slurtily and seductively if he'd like to have some fun. Well since our demon is busy, i dont think he wants to move, (also(two dicked monster - YES two TAILED MONSTER?????? OH MY GOD YES. ) so he transforms into his demon form, his long shiny tail wrapping around your leg , making you stumble backwards into his beanbag. His tail would slither its way up your clothes, suddenly pullin up, ripping them off your body cleanly. Before you could complain you feel one of his two tails (the thinner one) wrapping around on of your pink buds, squeezing it and flicking it. The other tail keeps your mouth busy lazily moving back and forth, the heavy weight on your tongue znd the slight difficulty to breath is SO hot, so incredibly hot thay you forget to pay attention to the other slippery tail thay was now between your legs, teasing your entry, you startle from surprise when you feel it slitther its way inside, making you choke on levi's other tail. The tail slithers its way further up, curling up and slithering back outside, now folded inside of you with the tip holding your opening wide open.

Tears form in your eyes at the exitement racking through your body when you see levi finally hovering over you, his orange eyes now a deep red, looking at your spread hole, the heavy member in your mouth already making you want have all of levi inside of you doesnt help.

Levi pulls down his pants, looking at you with lust in his eyes, he's hot, he's so hot, thats al' you can think about.

His first member (the thicker one) slips in alongside his smaller tail, and you feel SO fULL so full of levi, he's everywhere its insane. He starts moving and his tail moves alongside him. Your high hits you IMMEDIATELY when the tail brushes your sweet spot.

But levi doesnt stop there, he likes seeing you beg for his cocks, bed to be filled up, he likes to see you cry on his dick from pleasure, asking for more.

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Hope you enjoyed.

[newobsessionweekly]

Only you 🌿

a/n: @liarliss requested it! I honestly apologise because it’s SO LONG but I liked this idea so much. Thank you!! I hope you like it! I’m so angry because I have the perfect gif for this post but I’ve went over Tumblr’s number of words so they don’t let me :((((((. And also stay safe and tuned. There are more coming! Enjoy! 🌿❤️   word count: 2.652

Arón Piper x reader🌿

The bed is empty againg for the third night this week. You miss him, you miss his touch, you miss his kisses. You miss all the moments you had together. The trip you took together to Ibiza for your three year anniversary seemed like it happened a century ago. You didn’t even had dinner together since two weeks ago. He’s the sweetest person alive, he’s smart and so talented, you find him perfect in any way. But something happened to him in the past weeks, you couldn’t tell exactly what, but he was changed. He started going out with his friends every night and coming back after you fall asleep on the couch waiting for him or even didn’t come back at all. Some mornings you wake up with a text from him telling you how sorry he was because he stayed the night at Omar or some other friend and didn’t tell you about it, instead of waking up with him beside you. You didn’t mind at first because you needed to study, but you still wanted him to come behind you and rub your back or hug you tight when it felt like everything was too much.

It was already past eight when you texted him. He never stays this late on set. You wished this wasn’t another night you had to sleep alone. You got tired and your heart hurts you so much watching him doing this. You don’t even managed to find a reason for his behaviour. It was your fault? You haven’t done anything wrong. When on the screen of your phone popped a new message, your heart trembled. But it wasn’t Arón telling you he’d be home soon. It’s Danna, your dearest friend asking you if you would want to catch up at the bar, trying to cheer you up. You‘ve met because of Arón at the premiere of Élite Season 2 and bonded a beautiful friendship. She is so sweet and funny, a caring person and so lovable. No one could ever hate her. 

“Esta bien, de acuerdo” you responded to her text and let a sigh out. What could go wrong? You can’t stand being alone in this big house. You changed  really quickly into something worthy of getting out in and left the apartament only with your phone, keys and some money. You are not planning to stay long in case Arón comes home. In the cab you recieved a message from Arón telling you he was at Miguel’s place helping him out with something. You frowned as your eyes became wetty and your chest pressed by a weight too heavy, making hard for you to breath properly. That was the last drop and the glass was full. You closed your eyes and tried to breath in and out several times in order to calm down. This night is your night and nothing could ruin it. As you approached you saw Danna and Ester chattering outside the bar, waiting for you. You blinked to make the tears disappear and put the brightest smile on your face. The girls embraced you and when you tried to enter the bar, Danna staied behind and looked at you, “You know, we always go to the same bar every time. Why wouldn't we change the location this time?” 

“What's up with you? We just got here.” you regarded her.

She asked Ester for help by looking, but you realised something is going on. You turned and looked inside the bar trying to figure it out, but your heart stopped as you saw your boyfriend there, at a table with Miguel, Omar and some other people. There are some empty beer bottles on the table along with an almost full ashtray. You swallowed the lump and shaked your head as Danna placed her hand on your shoulder. You bypassed Ester and entered the place, going through it as you made eye contact with Miguel and saw his expression changing. You sat down at the bar ordering a Mojito while Danna and Ester accompanied you.

“(y/n), what happened?”  you drank from one sip and ordered another one. 

“Nothing, let’s drink, chicas!” you could see only Arón’s back, but that was enough to make you feel like crap. 

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Some drinks later and too many glances at Arón, you saw him moving and coming to order maybe a new round of beers. A gem of mixed emotions formed in your stomach at the thought that you are not ready yet to confront him. He indeed ordered a new round of beers and he didn’t even noticed you. 

“Danna?” he noticed her. 

“Hola, Arón” she smiled trying to cover you, but he saw you anyway.

“(y/n)? What are you doing here?” he forced a smile, approaching you. 

You sighed, “I’m out with my friends. Or only you are allowed to do that?”

“What’s the matter with you? Joder, you are such a pain in the ass sometimes!” you couldn’t believe what was he saying. His eyes were so red and you could tell how much alcohol he consumed: a lot.

You rolled your eyes, “I’m a pain in the ass? Excuse me that I care because I had to sleep without my boyfriend three days in the last week.”  

You frogot about the people around you,“Yeah, well this is your fucking fault-”

You stopped him,“How’s this my fault?”

“You are so possessive and you never let me beath, Jesus!” Miguel approached and placed his hand on Arón’s shoulder. He has a rough facial expression and you could read only anger from his eyes. He hated you that much? You couldn’t find anywhere the sweet Arón that you fall for. Instead of him, there is this angry guy looking menacing at you. 

“Come on man, before you say something you would regret later.” Miguel didn’t looked very drunk, actually no one of Arón’s friends were as drunk as he. 

“No, the girls wants la verdad.” he shaked his head and faced you. “You know why I’m out there fucking girls every night? Because you just don’t understand my life and my needs, you’re not a public person like I am. And you will never be, because you are not good at anything! You don’t know how to make me happy anymore.” A sight heard and surprisingly it wasn’t yours. His words shocked everyone because they know how much you love eachother. Especially how much he loves you. Loved you. A tear fall down on your cheek but didn’t bother to wip it away. You were right when you said he has changed. His words stinged you in the heart, you didn’t know who is this man anymore. 

“How can you say that?” your voice is shaky. “After everything I’ve been through beside you?After all those moments I waited for you and forgave you everything? After so many times I came back?” Danna tried to grab your hand and show you she’s there for you, but you avoided her touch.

“Maybe that’s the problem, you know? You came back every fucking time. Maybe I hoped that you wouldn’t come back!” your anger pumped into your body as the breathing accelerated.  “Come on, Arón, don’t say that!” nobody really dared to say something, but Miguel knew both of you would regret all those words sooner or later. It’s so embarassing to have an argue in front of so many people. “No. Maybe you are right. Maybe I did wrong coming back, maybe I care too much and maybe I tried too much to save something that died a long time ago. Maybe I tried to ignore all the nights out and everything you did because I love you, stupid. But that’s over, as you wished.” You didn’t even bother to hide the fact that he hurted you so much and let those tears run down your cheeks. You sighed, “I can’t do this anymore.” Danna looked at you concerned as you managed to put your shit together and grabbed the stuff you had. Arón seemd to revive because of your words, but everyone were watching him like he did the biggest mistake of his life. You turned to look one more time at Arón. “And don’t worry, the apartament will be cleared until the morning when you’ll manage to come back from one of your chicks.” you laughed ironically. You left the bar under everyone’s eyes. Arón stood there still unable to do anything and watched you as you left with Danna following you closely. “(y/n), wait!” Danna attentioned. You stopped just to call a cab and get away from there. “(y/n), he’s drunk. He didn’t mean it.” “Danna, it’s done, alright? Let’s move on!”  It was two in the morning and the cab arrived quickly. You love Spain so much, Madrid was your home for more than three years, however you have nowhere to go but home. You get into the taxi with Danna never leaving your side. Staring at the bright city, you felt leaked of powers. You didn’t want to fight anymore, you had enough. As you arrived at the flat and started to grab everything from its place to stuff into the luggage, you started crying. You finally let those emotions to consume properly and Danna helped you, though she didn’t agree with any of this. She said he was just drunk and stressed, he didin’t meant any of those words. But he did, he wanted to hurt you and he succeded.  “What are you doing?”, Danna asked as you turned on the computer. “I’m printing the plane tickets. In the morning I have a flight to Italy.” you shrugged. “That’s good taking a break and visiting your parents.” she smiled with compassion. “I’m moving back home, Danna.”  ------- The morning found you in your way through the airport, leaving as soon as possible Arón’s apartament, in case he would came back. You took all of your things and gave him back all the t-shirts and hoodies you’ve been wearing through the years. The memories are haunting you, they are literally everywhere. Those moments from the night before didn’t made you love him less, but now you are afraid that you might never fall out love with him. Three years he had been your best freind, lover, brother and dad, all in one, made you feel so much love and even thinking he might be the one you end up with. Sometimes when you had dinner together, you let that crazy mind of yours to fly away and imagine you and him, one day, married and even with a kid. You ironically laughed and caught Danna’s strange look. She never left your side, take care of you, made you breakfast and hold you while crying. And there she is, beside you because she doesn’t want you to get through this alone and flights are always so emotional. You arrived an hour earlier, always being maybe too punctual. Arón used to say that you are exaggerating with the plans you made for being able to get somewhere in time. But he used to say that he loved that so much about you.  You somehow managed to find those brown curls you love so much among the hundreds of people in the waiting area.  You stopped suddenly and grab Danna’s hand, “It’s here.”   Your voice sounded strange and she raised an eyebrow at you, “Arón is here!”  “How did you recognised him through this milions of people here?” she rolled her eyes. “At least we know you are still obsessed with him.” “You are terrible!” you slapped her hand gently as she smiled devilishly. You stare at him as you approached. He was wearing black sunglasses, looking at the floor, bouncing nervously his leg. Beside him was Miguel, with a hand on his shoulder, talking. He didn’t looked like he was paying attention. You tried to pretend you didn’t saw them, but Miguel’s voice ruined your plan.  “Danna, (y/n)! What a surprize!” he smiled at you. Arón instantly searched for your sight. You avoid looking towards him because you know you would melt immediately and would forgive him.  “(y/n)...” Arón stood up and made a few steps into your direction. You didn’t move, but still avoiding him.  “Please at least listen to him. He cried all night and he’s more heartbroken than ever.” Miguel whispere to your ear and then pat your shoulder before retiring with Danna. He took a deep breath, “I’m the most stupid man in this world, (y/n). I know I’ve hurted you so much, not only now, but in the past years. But I have an explanation for the last weeks.” “Please skip the details and the numbers of girls you have made out with.” your heart broke only imagining those things.  “It was only one girl, but I don’t remember her name. That all, only one girl two weeks ago. It was stupid. I mixed drugs with alcohol and it wasn’t a good choice. When Miguel found me...” he stopped and you could see some tears running down. You cupped his cheeks and wipped them away. You gave him half of a smile, with your eyes witty as well. “When Miguel found me, I was passed out, with some girl next to me.” You were crying too, thinking of him that way made you crazy. He wasn’t cheating, he was under the influence of drugs, those things washed his brain.  “I was so angry at myself and afraid. I was more afraid because of your reaction at the fact that I tried those shitty things than you knowing I fucked a random girl. ‘Cause you know it was a big mistake that sober I would never do, right amor?”  You let a sigh out as you wipped your tears away. You couldn’t see him properly, “Why have you done those things? Why did you tell me those words last night?”  “When I came home the other day and you welcomed me with the brightest smile and told me how much you missed me though I’ve been away only one night, I felt like a monster. When you told me that day how proud you are of me, I realised what amazing woman I had beside me over the years”, he was hurting too. “You could have told me-” you started, but he stopped you right away. “No, I couldn’t. If I would have told you, you would have hated me so much. I deserve it. But I tried to fix it. The boys helped me through the past weeks, but when I saw you last night, I realised you would never forgive me. I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you. But I made a scene, thinking if you would maybe scream, you would make me hate you as much you hate me. But you didn’t, you showed me how perfect you are.” he tried to speak among sighs. “I don’t hate you, amor! Telling me this tings, even two weeks after, showed me how brave you are. You don’t realise, but if I were you, I wouldn’t ever have the guts to tell you. I don’t hate you and I don’t love you less than when I fall in love with you.” Before everything, you hugged so thight, like this embrace could erase the past weeks and what you’ve been through. You saw in distance Danna and Miguel looking at you smiling, and they high-fived proudly. He kissed you so sweet. You missed this. You missed his touch, his smell, his lips, his smile. You missed him terribly.   “This is the last call for the flight to Italy!“ You smiled at him as you grabbed the two tickets from your backpack,“That’s our call.” He laughed and shaked his head, “You are amazing!” You started to walk towards the gate holding hands after he kissed your forhead. 

[anna-lupin-black]

44 and 34 :)

34: Do you have trouble sleeping at night?

I generally have quite a bit of trouble sleeping at night, but it's mostly due to me being to busy to sleep, or just not being tired get. I somehow just don't need as much sleep as everyone else. I definitely get by with 4-5 hours of sleep just fine. I may occasionally take an hour nap at some point during the day

44: Have you ever had a near-death experience?

I have actually had two, but I'll tell you just the first one.

So it was back when my family lives at the Reservation, and we were basically the whitest family there. No one liked us. No one.

So anyway, we lived in a lower rates appartment complex, and this one kid was around 10 or 11, and I was like 4 or 5, I'd lost of sibling ages, but there is just too many and it's 8am, lol.

Anyway, this kid friended me and my large family, and one day he invited us to visit his house and play on his PlayStation because he had the new PS2, and they were excited to play it. He also had Land Before Time, so I was watching that, my heard brothers frogot I was there, and left for dinner, until my brother Chance realized I wasn't there, so they came back and when the kid didn't answer his door, they kicked it down (picture basically an army of small little boys from 2 to 13) and they had to kick a knife out of the boy who had it in his hand and was walking towards little oblivious me (I was watching Little Foot and I could zone)

So that's the one I'm consistently reminded about.