#i want to speak up! i am afraid of harassment! because my own family didn't care for my genuine self and it makes me

[autistic-shaiapouf]

I really do need people to greenlight behavior for me huh

[i-swear-my-name-isnt-raz]

I am so fucking tired of being mistreated and walked over. In order to be walked upon, you must be lying down. and I'm done lying down.

I am only starting to speak up about these kinds of grievances of mine in recent years because they have brought so much pain for the last 15 years. I have had former classmates tell me I didn't face racism growing up, or that I dealt with bullying. I have had others tell me I have nothing to fear on campus. A tall, white, straight man telling me, a queer jewish asian, that I shouldn't be at the very least worried is rich. I have traveled to more than 25 countries and to all four hemispheres, I think I can talk about where and where I don't feel safe. And right now I have felt safer walking through Istanbul at night than walking around my own city. And this is fully due to the rise in antisemitism. and the lack of support from goyim I have seen for the women who were raped and assaulted on 10/7.

I don't talk about being sexually assaulted and harassed for 6 years by one of my classmates because I have a friend who tells me people should have been nicer to my assaulter. This person also follows my main account, which is part of the reason I created this side blog. I don't want people who know me to see these posts. It's easier talking about deep trauma in front of strangers than people I have known for 16 years.

I am terrified that I will run into him one day. I cry about it at night. I hope that 10 plus years has changed my physical appearance enough to go unnoticed. I think one of the scariest realizations was that he still remembered me in high school, because one of his classmates went to my dojo. And she told me I was still on his list. It terrifies me that I could still be on his mind. I have blocked his family members on social media, because his grandmother and my mom are Facebook friends. Which means he could know what I look like now.

I never express this fear out loud because people around me see me as a strong person, which then makes it hard for me to break down around them. I am the strong person my friends go to for support, but I feel like I would crush them under the weigh of my problems. I mention it in passing sometimes, but I never get into the details. because it scares me to vocalize it.

I have trained in karate and Brazilian Jiu jitsu for 10 years. It took me two years before I was comfortable rolling (bjj version of sparring and training) with male students in full uniform. It took until my 7th year training to be comfortable wearing leggings and rash guard to class. I would wear gi pants and a rash guard, because the thought of men touching my legs with their hands makes my skin crawl. But once the pandemic came around, it was no longer practical to wear gi pants and cheaper to wear leggings. And even though I am one of the highest ranked women at my dojo, I still don't feel comfortable in male dominated classes, especially when I am wearing just leggings and a rash guard. In karate, it took me a few years before I was comfortable wearing just my bra under my gi. because I was worried how it appeared to men on the floor.

I have never been super comfortable wearing revealing clothing, but I have been slowly reclaiming those clothes. And I am slowly trying to overcome this trauma. I spent a good amount of time this summer not wearing a shirt because it was so fucking hot in Portugal (and I only brought seven shirts with me: 3 work shirts, 3 day trip shirts, 1 sleeping shirt). And for the first two weeks, I was living with three men and two women. It scared me at first, but I decided that if I am used to changing around women, and wearing skin tight clothing while grappling, I could wear my bra and biking shorts in my own living space. So I did. and it felt great.

I will keep talking about these events, partially because it makes me less afraid and partially because every time I tell a story, the easier it gets. Maybe one day I will be able to say some of the things in this post out loud. for now I will keep taking small steps

[johnsamericano]

𝔖𝔲𝔤𝔞𝔯 ℜ𝔲𝔰𝔥 𝔧.𝔧.𝔥 •4•

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a/n: something interrrresting is gonna happen in the next chapter

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You started cooking silently, afraid any word coming out of your mouth would make him angrier. He seemed submerged in his own little world of worries, and you had no intention of disturbing him.

You started cooking silently, afraid any word coming out of your mouth would make him angrier. He seemed submerged in his own little world of worries, and you had no intention of disturbing him.

“Is this okay?” He showed you the small carrot cubes he'd cut, waiting for approval to chop the rest of the vegetables.

“Yeah.”

With every step you took forward in your relationship, you took three backward, or so Yoonoh thought. He wished he could blame it on his strong personality, but you'd been a victim of his rage episodes more than he'd like to admit. He wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it for the rest of his life.

“Can you hand me the salt, please?” His fingers lightly touched yours as he gave you the glass container, longing to have you between his arms.

“I’m sorry.”

“What for?”

“Being an asshole...again.” You pressed your lips together, unable to tell him contrary. “I-I know I shouldn't have been so rude to you, and I also know you probably want to know what the hell happened back there.” You hummed, stirring the brown liquid inside the steaming pot. “Our families have been friends for ages, and we were supposed to get married once she inherited her parents’ company, but I said no. As you can see, she and my father are still insisting on the wedding happening. They've been harassing me for months now.”

You wanted to understand. You wanted to tell him everything was alright. But the words started leaving your mouth before you could stop them, carrying a great amount of frustration and a pinch of jealousy in them.

“And am I the one pestering you? I don't see why I should be the one paying for someone else's actions. It isn't fair, Yoonoh.” You were no longer walking on eggshells, now speaking your mind up on what had been haunting you ever since you left the supermarket. Yes, he was helping you more than you could ever verbally express, but that didn't mean you'd let him treat you like a punching bag. “You can get angry as much as you want, I’ll be here to listen to everything you have to say. But don't push me away because of someone else.”

Jaehyun was speechless, yet, he recognized the truth in your words. Even though he knew it wasn't appropriate, he embraced you from behind, for it was the best way he knew to apologize.

“I’m sorry. I promised myself I'd never act like my father did when I was a kid, yet, here I am, taking out my anger on someone that has nothing to do with it. Could you possibly forgive me one last time?” Your body turned between his arms, faces now terribly close as your eyes scanned his own.

“I’ve always believed it's actions that count, not words.”

“I know, and I'll try my best, alright?

“You better.” The tension tightly hugging your bodies finally gave in, allowing Jaehyun to smile, his pointy fangs peeking from below his upper lip. “Now get back to chopping vegetables, else our stew will turn into some sort of weird gravy.” He didn't move, eyes fixed on yours, slowly making their way down to your lips. Those juicy, plump lips he longed so badly to taste. Against his better judgment, he started leaning in, so slowly your mind had enough time to race through the possible outcomes of that kiss.

I’m not ready, you thought before slipping out of his embrace. He didn't comment on it, simply pressing a soft kiss to your temple before going back to his tasks. Your face was heating up as you stirred the brown liquid on the stove, hoping he wouldn't be able to notice.

Despite your attempt to convince him not to, he dragged you to eat on the couch, using it as an excuse to have you closer.

“Yoonoh, none of us will be able to eat if you don't let go of me.” He huffed as he forced his arms to loosen their embrace, taking his plate from the coffee table to taste your creation.

“Have I told you you’re the best cook I've ever met?”

“You helped me out a lot.” You couldn't suppress the small giggle bubbling in your throat as you praised his lack of cooking skills.

“Of course. Look at these chopped veggies. They're the highlight of the stew.”

You never imagined spending time with an older man would be so entertaining. It seemed as if Jaehyun had an endless gallery of bad jokes to tell every time you met. Even washing the dishes seemed like a less boring task with him helping you out.

“I need to get going before it gets too dark.” In an impulse, you reached out for his hand. You didn't want your time together to come to an end. “Yes?”

“N-nothing. Have a safe trip.” But you were a coward, unable to speak up your mind just yet.

“I’ll call you when I get home.” He gave your hand a loving squeeze before picking up his coat from the grey couch, shooting a wink before his hand closed around the doorknob. You were left all alone with nothing but your thoughts as company. You could sense yourself more and more drawn to Jaehyun with every second you spent together, and you weren't sure whether that was a good or a bad thing.

(...)

“Hey, Yoonoh, I've been trying to call you for a while now, but it seems like your phone is off. Give me a call when you hear this.” Your palms were sweaty as you anxiously paced around the room. He hadn't called you like he promised the night before. It felt just like the day your father had the accident.

Nothing could get your attention away from him. What if something had happened? What if it was the universe telling you you were unworthy of affection? A notification cut your train of thought. Hoping it would be the man himself, you turned your phone on, only to discover it was an insignificant mail from school. You'd never longed to see his name on your screen so badly.

After taking a shower and running some errands, his response was still yet to come. The longer you waited, the worse scenarios your imagination invented. It was torture not knowing when he would return your calls, or if he ever would, for that matter.

“Hey, it's me again. I hope everything’s alright. Call me back when you can.”

You stayed awake until past midnight when your eyelids finally started giving in, and Netflix asked you whether you were still watching or not. But as you made your way to your room, finally ready to give yourself a much-needed rest, your phone rang, Yoonoh’s caller ID lighting up your screen.

“Hello?”

“Is everything alright? I have a bunch of voicemails from you.” He seemed to be healthy from the sound of his voice.

“Just wanted to make sure you were alright.” He cooed silently from the other line. “Well, now that I know you're alive, I won't bother you anymore.”

“Wait, I have a favor to ask.” Though you couldn't see it, his hand was resting on the nape of his neck, scratching it nervously. “There’s this family thing tomorrow, and I was wondering if you were available.”

“I have classes from nine to twelve. I'm all yours after.” All his. He hated how much he loved the sound of it.

“Wonderful. Let me know when you're ready, so I can pick you up. Pack a change of clothes, nightwear, and your travel essentials.”

“Wait, w-were spending the night there?”

“It’s my dad's old cabin, nothing fancy. See you tomorrow.” He pressed a loud kiss to the speaker before hanging up, leaving you panicked and confused. Not only were you going to meet his family, but you'd be spending two whole days with them.

(...)

“Why so dressed up?” Yoonoh welcomed you with open arms, leaning on his black, fancy vehicle.

You were wearing a silk top, along with black trousers and low heels. Whereas Jaehyun, handsome as ever, was wearing an ugly sweater and blue jeans.

“I-I thought it was a formal thing.” You were about to turn on your heels and run back to your apartment when he grabbed you by the arm, pulling you closer with a warm smile. “I need to get changed!”

“I got us matching sweaters. Yours is in the trunk. You can get changed inside the car. I’ll wait outside.”

You looked like a pair of idiots as you made your way into his father's log. Everything was nice and clean, not a single speck of dust on the shiny surface of the floor. You clutched his hand tighter as you waited for the arrival of whom you assumed was his mother by the sound of their heels clicking.

“Stop making that face. They're not gonna eat you.”

As a matter of fact, his mom did seem about to eat you up. Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw you, a string of compliments on how adorable you were spilling out of her bright, red lips. She seemed far too young to be the mother of a forty-year-old.

“Thank God my Jaehyun finally found someone. We thought he would die single.” She praised as her hands cupped your cheeks with motherly affection, one you'd lacked ever since your own mother died.

“Very funny, mom.” He let her drag you around the house, showing you every prize her son ever won as well as pictures of him as a kid, his cute dimples making him even more precious.

“You like older men, don't you?” She asked, nudging your side playfully. “Don't worry, I do too. Guys of my age were too immature, but when I met Jaehyun’s father, oh boy...” She fanned her flushed face, tension taking over your limbs at her implications.

“Don't scare her away.” Yoonoh came to your rescue, giving his mother a scolding glance before guiding you to the sofa, holding your hand tenderly to warm up your freezing fingers. “Want me to get you a blanket?”

“No, it's okay.”

“Your father will be here with Sungchan in an hour or so. You can settle your things in your room in the meantime.” The woman shouted from the kitchen, from where the sound of metal against glass was erupting.

“Thanks!”

You stood awkwardly beside the bed as you waited for him to unpack his clothes, clutching your sports bag tightly.

“You can tell me where my room is, and I can find it myself.” He knitted his eyebrows in confusion, halting his actions as he stood straight.

“This is our room, y/n.”

“Oh.”

What an interesting day it would be.

[coplins]

(1/3) Thanks for responding. I totally see the queerbaiting/kill your gays criticism - it's clear from Misha's comments after the fact that he really thought he was doing something supportive and didn't get how it was the opposite. I wasn't upset with ignoring Eileen because that whole plot was so badly written, and I didn't mind blurry wife because that was a story they'd never have time to tell, so leaving it to be your choice of wife/co-parent (Jared's words) worked for me.

(2/3) I don't see Dean's lack of reciprocation as a problem because Jensen and the showrunners have continuously said that is not their intent in writing/acting that character, so anything folks read into it is subtext. Again, Misha thought it would be better rep than it was. It was a bad call. John isn't canonically a child abuser, just a lousy parent. Both Dean and Sam have done so many crappy things as well that honestly, they shouldn't be there by that metric either. 3/4) But I don't think the finale (awkwardly written as it was) cancels out their character development at all. They are different people - back at the starting point, but not the men they were when they started. Dean is emotionally open; he's dropped acting tough and can talk about his emotions. He can be alone and be okay. Sam is no longer afraid of his blood or turning into John; he can be a good dad. I wish we'd seen Jack and Cas, or heard them at least wish them well, even just a prayer. (4/4) But even though that was crappy to leave out, I don't think it negates the show or the characters. 19 added Cas and Jack's names to the table, and I can be happy with that as the final episode. I was prepared to pretend it didn't exist before it even aired. I AM really glad you're anti-harassment. The shit that even folks like Kripke have been getting on their pages has made me so sad. Dabb posted something about baboons and folks even thought it was about them, not his new show! (Also, sorry to dump like a huge text thing in your inbox. It's totally fine that we disagree on things. I've just seen so many crazy things like people blaming Jared and saying the episode was an ad for Walker and to boycott Walker - a ton of Jared hate in general, really. Or saying Jensen "Destiel Isn't Real" Ackles is secretly a heller who's been viciously silenced by the powers that be for years. And now Misha's getting dogpiled for trying to interact and understand how he fucked up.)

It's fine, Nonnie. :)

Okay, so, just to make one thing clear. If you enjoyed the finale, then I think it's great. For everyone who didn't get their joy sucked out of them, that's awesome! I got to see the Wincest side of my Tumblr dash go apeshit from happiness and I'm happy for them. I've since had to unfollow some of those blogs when they turned bitter and hateful towards those of us who didn't like the ending. I curate my Tumblr (internet in general) experience to avoid seeing hate thrown at ships, actors, characters, fans, or people in general. I unfollow people if they post too much toxic stuff no matter if they're Destiel shippers, angel fans, or whatever part of fandom they're in.

I try not to reblog too much angry/bitter crap either. There are a lot of posts on my dash that I wholeheartedly agree with but don't belong on my blog. And I've written my share of wank and rants over the years but seldom hit post because I don't want to ruin someone else's positivity. When I do hit post I tag it "spn wank" so it can be avoided. If I need to angry-rant I do so in chat. Sometimes I mess up. There are undoubtedly some less than nice posts in the Buckleming wank category on my blog.

Generally speaking, my M.O. is disengaging and/or vote with my wallet. I will never condone cyberbullying. No matter how famous the person, or how nasty they are, harassment isn't okay. Actions have consequences and I try to think of what they are before I act. If I vent hurtful opinions about an actor, it'll be kept in chat, with someone who understands that particular frustration. (Not related to the current situation.)

When it comes to canon, it doesn't matter what showrunners or actors tell us about how it's meant to be interpreted or how they meant to act it. Canon is what's shown on screen, period. As curious as I am about what the actors have to say about things, it isn't important regarding canon at all. I'll stan my boys no matter what their characters get up to on-screen. <3

Yeah, I've seen the theories and the dogpiling. Luckily, I've avoided seeing the Jared hate but I knew it would be there because the internet is a cesspool of people lashing out aimlessly or misdirecting their anger. Even IF they wrote the finale in a way that they thought would put a spotlight on Jared's upcoming series, HE was nowhere near a position of power to make that decision and should be left out of it. I just figured, if it was true that that's what they thought, then the Wincest bunch was their target audience for the new show. *shrug*

Interesting to hear your take on the finale. If I follow people who have your take, they're not vocal about it, or I'm simply missing it because I don't stalk Tumblr. All it takes for me to stop scrolling and go back to my writing is 3 unknown anime posts in a row or one reader-insert fic and I'm nope-ing the hell out of here. X)

I'm not going to argue against any of your points. It's great that you saw it that way. Fuck, I wish I did too.

I kinda feel like I need to address the child abuse comment I made, though. Some separate neglect and abuse like those aren't the same, some only count physical abuse, others include verbal abuse. Too many of my loved ones (both close friends and family) have experienced all three of those categories and the one who was left alone to care for her little sister as a child, definitely has a lot of mental scarring from it, so I'm counting neglect as abuse. That said, I fucking love John Winchester. So it might be Jeffrey Dean Morgan's charisma, so sue me. But John canonically neglected the hell out of his sons. We got proof of that even in this season when John drops his son off for days in a town where kids have gone missing recently. So, yeah... But, on the other hand, of course both he and Mary should end up in Heaven. Like, that wasn't even a question.

I think my strong reaction against it was how every part of the found family the Winchesters had gathered over the years was erased from the narrative as soon as Dean died. The only one who is shown as important is Bobby, a found-family member that initially was connected with John, not someone the brothers had found and connected with on their own. Bobby is also the only non-Winchester in the photos Sam has over his bed when he's dying. I don't know, man, "Everyone's here," simply doesn't do it for me.

"Family ends with blood" like the finale implied, only works if the greatest monsters in life haven't been family members, and my best friends (twins) growing up, just like my mother, were abused, mentally, physically, and sexually, by parents. I've seen the aftermath of those hellfires, how long it takes to assemble the fractures of your being and become, if not whole, at least functional and happy. For them, it was the friends they made along the way, those who loved them when they couldn't, who really mattered.

And that was one thing I really loved about SPN (and still do). Team Free Will. Wayward Sisters. All the people that they met along the way and connected with. I've loved to see Sam and Dean develop their bond by taking it from unhealthy, destructive co-dependency to step by step with several setbacks become their own individuals with lives outside of each other, yet still having the strong bond full of brotherly feels where the love they had for each other was rooted in respect for each other's differences and not who they "were supposed to be for each other". And unlike you, I can't see anything but regression in how the finale played out.

Okay, I gotta stop talking now. ^^ I have one scene my betas told me I need to rewrite in my next chapter, and another chapter half done, and I'm itching to post so I need to get on with it.

I hope I didn't put too much of a dampener on your enjoyment of the finale. My opinions don't matter. We all come from different life experiences and therefore find different things compelling and important. I don't begrudge anyone their happiness. <3

*Hugs*

[valkerymillenia]

Umbrella Academy

season 2, episode 7

More thoughts and live blogged reactions.

1982. I'm assuming Five used a briefcase... But in s1 we saw that the briefcase travels are tracked (Hazel and Cha-Cha got reprimanded for Klaus's Vietnam trip) so I'm not sure how the board doesn't know someone is coming... I might be overthinking.

Five being creepy.

Is that a Fudge Nutter like Handler mentioned in season 1? Oh, it is.

Jesus, Five! Anger management for you, old man.

AAHH! THEY LET FIVE SAY FUCK! Fucking finally! 🤣

How did nobody notice that destruction? 😆

Oh, the axe! Is Five going to go all American psycho? Because I'd love to see that.

HOLY SHIT!

That smile!

HOLY SHIT!!!!!!

Is he using tiny time travel bursts like Reggie said? Or a briefcase? Or is he just that fast?

AJ hiding under the table 😆

Pausing to drink water and grin, what a psycho, I love him.

He's definitely using time jumps but they are so controlled that I'm guessing briefcase or Handler little time stopping trick. I'm so proud of my mass murder baby.

... Vending machine? Lady, you have interesting priorities.

CRICKET BAT!

Wait! AJ's human body feels pain? How?

Please make Five swallow the fish like in the comics! Please, please, please, please.

The dancers are just like

I LOVE FIVE! The lengths this little killer will go for his family are unbelievable, nobody should ever doubt his love and devotion for them ever again.

This whole murder scene was incredible and Five's obvious glee made it even better. FEAR HIM!

Jesus, Klaus is so afraid of being possessed that he's afraid to sleep and Ben just mocks him? 😘💋 I get that this is supposed to be a funny 'brothers messing with each other' kind of thing but Klaus feels so unsafe that it makes me uncomfortable. What happened to you, Ben, when did you become so dark? You were the nice one!

Ben just getting closer and closer every time Klaus closes his eyes just gave me Doctor Who flashbacks.

"I hate your face" "I hate all of you" - Don't say that boys! You know you love each other.

Ok, Ben has a point. I'm actually liking this conversation. And I'm liking that Klaus is starting to understand his brother.

Ok, this is such a brother conversation. And Klaus constantly pretending not to know who Jill is 😆

Ground rules... Well, at least it's consensual now. That's something. See? Communication works.

Damn, the tension at the lunch table cut be cut with a knife. I'm scared what Carl is going to do.

Ray and Allison have a lovely relationship but I finally identified the problem, the tension I was feeling between since them a few eps back. It's not about Allison's secrets at all, is about Ray being so obsessed with his crusade that he completely overlooks Allison's feelings, he only pays attention to her when they are on the page about the mission. He sees her powers and his first thought is 'we could use this for the cause', Allison is clearly distressed and sad and even says she doesn't feel well and all he can think about is the damn JFK meeting. He's not a bad person and he's not doing it on purpose but he has a workaholic one-track mind that could easy turn into neglect for Allison. He clearly loves her and I'm rooting for them so much but I know that if asked to choose between Allison and his cause, he'll pick his cause.

So Five is done with the killing. I figured this might weigh on his conscience, it's one thing to kill for a greater good or survival, coldly and detached, it's another thing to slaughter for selfish reasons (even if his selfish reasons are a greater good).

Handler going all mom on him and wiping his face. 😆

"What I did today, I did for my family" -we know, baby, and they better respect you for it. You love then so much.

90 minutes??? Wtf, I knew Handler would try to screw Five over but that's just cruel, she's forcing him to uproot the family without even giving them time to say goodbye and that's even IF he can get to all of them on time.

It's not a name, you idiots. Also, that's Olga, not öga.

Don't harass the poor woman... Oh God, you guys are such morons... Diego, you dramatic little bitch...

"Wrong number. Have a lovely day" 🤣🤣🤣

I love the new dumbass buddy cop dynamic between Diego and Luther. This is the sort of positive brotherly dynamic they always should have had instead of being pitted against each other all their lives.

"you have some blood on you" "a lot of blood, actually. Five, what did you do?" -the casual, mildly annoyed way they ask is hilarious, if they knew what he did they'd be horrified (and possibly impressed).

Handler's militaristic chic dress is fabulous. I personally don't like it very much (or the message it sends) but it's haute couture and incredibly designed. Also, the bleached hair is back!

"any questions?" And then she leaves without listening. Power move 😏

Luther trying to comfort Diego like the dork he is. 🤣

Really though, I feel bad for Diego, and Five is under so much pressure that I don't blame him for snapping.

"I'm shy" -are you, Klaus? Are you really? You keep walking around in underwear in front of dozens of people, you're not shy.

So is Klaus lactose intolerant?

Ok, so far the possession thing is not as bad as some people were claiming. So far.

"stay focused" *giggle* -oh Ben, you dork 😆

Ahah, Ben enjoying all the different sensory stimuli. Adorable. He's just so happy, poor boy.

Dirt angels. SO CUTE ❤️

I know this all supposed to be cute and all but it would also be a perfect moment for Ben for experience Klaus's powers (the constant hauntings) as well as his addiction and the claustrophobic expectations of the cult. It would be an excellent chance to make Ben understand why Klaus is the way he is, seeing as Klaus is making a huge effort (and sacrifice) to do the same for Ben. Unfortunately, I don't see that happening because I think they want to keep this part about Ben.

By end of season 1 Klaus cried that people still didn't take him seriously, his compassion despite all his suffering made him likeable and deep, but this season he's back to being the family joke, I don't like that there's no resolution to that. But let's see where this goes, I'm getting ahead of myself.

Oh God, Carl's talk is freaking me out.

"who I am is not a disease" -very powerful LGBT+ statement considering it's the 60s!!!!

Oh, the blackmail...

Everybody keeps expecting Vanya to explode every time she gets emotional but this scene proves how much control she truly has. Respect!

Oh, finally Claire is mentioned! I've been rather upset that Allison hasn't mentioned her daughter even once this season (does Ray even know he has a stepdaughter?) seeing as most of her arc in season 1 revolved around her love and guilt over Claire.

Luther is right when he says they don't get live formal lives because they are special but Allison is even more right when she says that's not fair. This is why this family needs to stick together and love each other, they are the only ones that can really understand each other's struggles.

"hope" -Luther, you really are such a sweet summer child.

OH! I CAN FINALLY SEE ALLISON'S SCAR! The lighting in this scene makes it really obvious. Finally.

Ben and the strawberry. 🤣

"you're different today. You're dorkier" ah! First time anyone called Ben 'Sassy' Hargreeves dorky.

Oh Ben, you're adorable... Wait, "smell your hair"? What the fuck, Ben? You weirdo.

Holy crap! Jill is really forward, isn't she? Hippies, man.

Ben stuttering! 😆🤣 He died a virgin, didn't he?

It's funny but please tell me he isn't actually considering that in his brother's body...

Wait, did Klaus slap him because he doesn't want to have sex or because he's trying to stop Ben from ruining his own chance by saying too much?

Actually, I'm almost sure it's the second one, Klaus is playing wingman on his own body!

WHAT????

Ok so Ben IS a virgin but "you, me and Keechie"? What the fuck, Klaus? You slept with the fanatical crybaby and your brother's crush????

"Klaus, you're so filthy!" "Yes, you are, daddy." -Ben, this girl is not right for you. Run, boy!

AHAHAHAH ASDFGDDGGHSGSGASFHDBKDIS 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 DIEGO CALLING HIM DADDY!

Wait, AJ can speak without the body/suit/whatever?

Handler is going a little bit fascist dictator, isn't she?

Gotta admit, Handler really is such a mom in her own twisted way.

Ben giggling when he talks to Diego. Cute.

"Luther sniffs Dad's underwear" 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

AWWWWWWWW, BEN AND DIEGO! THE CHILDHOOD HIJINKS! THE HUG!

GOD, THE HUG! ❤️

I need all the siblings hugging Ben now!

"you stay in this body, we need someone responsible behind the wheel" -Diego, I understand what you mean given the situation, but you playing obvious favorites between your brothers when free will and body autonomy are on the line is a little creepy.

"no one is insignificant" -that line is so loaded when used on Vanya.

Oh no, Vanya and Five playing the blame game is so bad... They used to be so close... They are both under so much pressure, this won't end well.

Oh boy, Five looks like he's on the verge of crying and Vanya sees that! I bet that's why she backed down. 😲😢

The Lila and Diego conversation is heartbreaking without even trying...

Is that Elliot? Is Diego burying Elliot because nobody else will? Diego really does have a heart of gold.

Don't drinkit! I'm pretty sure Lila is drugging you.

Yup, there it is.

What is she planning?

Once again, it's all about the movement with Ray.

"I would take my one year with you over a lifetime with anybody else." 😭 Oh Ray ❤️

But I get the feeling this won't end so easily.

There it is, the Swedes just arrived. And the smart assholes went right for Allison's throat.

You don't need the coffee can, Sissy. The Hargreeves are loaded.

Sissy, hurry up.

BEN, YOU ARE SUCH A 90s KID!!! So the Backstreet Boys are Ben's fault, God, I love this dork 🤣

Come on, Allison, you can fight better than this!

Good girl!

Klaus and Ben running and fighting each other at the same time 😆

Holy shit, that is some Exorcist level vomiting!

Poor Klaus, I totally get Ben's side in this (pretty sure he was trying to save Klaus by getting him to Five ASAP) but this whole thing made me mildly uncomfortable. Klaus just keeps sacrificing for everyone and nobody respects his boundaries.

Holy shit, Allison! That is so cruel! I like it though, so ruthless and vicious. 😈

Problem- Allison can't just leave Ray with a white corpse in the house. Especially not in Texas, death penalty and all.

Oh Sissy, you dumbass. You're a sweetheart but also a dumbass.

Ok, Lila is pretty insane. That's for sure.

Five:

"I don't want to hurt you" - well, Vanya warned them.

My baby is getting really good with her powers.

I hope that hit to the head doesn't give Vanya her memory back, that's so cliché and convenient, or would be really bad writing.

SHIT IS HITTING THE FAN. I'm dying to see more!!!!!!