#last tv show I watched was this is going to hurt so we’re just gonna shut that conversation down rn lmao

[m1ssunderstanding]

Get Back Rewatch 55 Years On: Day 20

I literally got second-hand anxiety hearing, “How many numbers do you think you’ll have by tomorrow?”. I was like. TOMORROW? They are Not ready. The only reason the rooftop works out is because they’re the fucking Beatles. No one else would pull that out of their butts so well. 

If only John could’ve listened to Glyn about Klein. smh

Classic Paul. Starts out saying “us” ends up just talking about John. “The best bit of us always has been, and always will be, is when we’re backs against the wall and we’ve been rehearsing, rehearsing, rehearsing. And he knows it’s a take on the dub. And he does it great.” It’s okay, Paul. We all know you like to get him up against a wall. No but seriously, Paul is not okay about John. 

Takes every opportunity to flirt, doesn’t he?

“I can’t wait to work here, you know . . . I mean, here in our life, it’s like home.” It’s the gentleness, yeah. But it’s the focus, too. Most people (I know I would) would be so done with him and his anxiety spirals and his neuroses and over-thinking on and on and on by this point. John probably is, but he shows no sign of that fatigue at all. He is zeroed in on working him through this. He’s done it a million times before, and he’s ready to do it as many more times as Paul needs. Ugh, they make me into such a sap!

“Yeah, well that’s why I’m talking to John, not you.” If Paul can talk like that to George Martin, one of the most respected men in his life, when he’s in the middle of a thing with John, imagine how he must’ve bullied other people that tried to worm their way in. 

That smile he gives George though! That’s how he got away with all his shit, isn’t it? So fucking cute.

“I agree with you, I think it’s disappointing, but all right, we only got to seven. Let’s do seven.” The tone of voice, man. So. Fucking. Gentle. No wonder Paul can't stand the projected "acerbic, tough Lennon" shit. If that was how someone treated you and took care of you? And then everyone acts like that part of them just didn't exist, and emphasizes the parts of them that they themselves hated and actively worked against? Yeah I'd be pretty pissed too.

Glyn reassuring Paul that there’s no reason they can’t come back and do a TV show later. Yeah, fifty years later. 

John’s eyes constantly flicking back to Paul as George is talking . . . 

George really does take so much better care of himself than the other three at this time. Pictured here, silently begging viewers like you to chip in just ninety-eight cents toward his freedom.

I actually think, though, that if Ringo had said he didn’t want to go on the roof either at that moment, that they wouldn’t have done it. I think they look to him for common sense in their decision-making, and Ringo saying he didn’t want to do it really might’ve broken the whole thing.

George’s reaction to Ringo voting for the roof VS John. It’s giving tragic heroine VS villain origin story

Honestly heartbroken at the “I love you, blue”. How many times did John just straight up say those words to Paul only for Paul to be completely unresponsive? That genuinely hurt to watch.

The tiny little looks they give each other. “Okay. We got this.”

“Fuck all that. I’m just gonna do me for a bit.” Good for you, baby. 

“I had a good dream last night, you’re black or you’re white, you want equal rights.” I know some people say it’s hypocritical or preachy or whatever, but I ADORE this John. Look how fucking happy he’s making Billy right now and then talk to me about how John’s political side is meaningless. I think it’s beautiful.

I think it’s actually too embarrassing for them at this point to sing Two of Us without being insane.

“We’re all sleeping at Georgie’s tonight. Get in the mood.” Oh how I wish they actually had. I mean, maybe they did. Someone write the fic!

Oh, the “who knows, Yoko,” moment. It’s so embarrassing. The fact that there was just no response whatsoever. Yeesh. 

So many nerves when I saw the camera zooming into that circled date with “Rooftop Concert” written on it. What is wrong with me?

[she-posts-nerdy-stuff]

Hi lovelies, I know I reblogged a post about the S&B news earlier but I just want to put my own words out here real quick.

I’m slightly late writing this because I spent the last 30 minutes or so watching the wonderful wonderful wonderful brekkerbybrekker on Instagram live and it was honestly just a full half hour or me crying whilst I watched her cry. I feel like we all know her but if anyone doesn’t she’s on insta and tiktok and she’s absolutely brilliant so do go give her a follow.

The Grishaverse has been part of my life actually for only 2 years, nearly 2 1/2, and I say only because I feel like I have been part of this world forever. I read Six of Crows in May 2021 and I had finished reading the series by September. I think it was in June that I started watching the TV show, after I’d read the first Shadow and Bone book. So although I read the books first, or in the case of S&B the books that were relevant to the season, I have never existed in this fandom - and definitely not as an active part of it - without the show there. And really the main thing I want to say is please please please don’t let this fandom end because we don’t have the show anymore. I know it existed before me but I also know that we got a lot more traction because of the show, you can see that in the way the popularity of it spiked before the release of season 2, and I don’t want to lose this because I love it here so damn much. It really hurts that we won’t be able to see our beloved, wonderful cast in all the futures we’d hoped for, and I really hope they know just how much we love them. This is a difficult revelation, but we will continue on together because we are a strong and wonderful community joined by such genuine love for such a beautiful series of novels.

Over the next few days I’m planning on reblogging the analyses of season 2 that I posted in March so if you’ve joined me since then (which I think a lot of you have since we’re so close to 1.3k thank you all so much) and haven’t read them then give them a look because I really think there’s so much wonderfulness to celebrate about that show and that’s what we need to keep doing now. I also might end up writing some new analyses of the show since I will almost definitely be rewatching it.

Deep down, I honestly really thought we were gonna make it

I know that not everyone will get why this provoked an emotional response from me and that’s okay, but please don’t be disrespectful of the fact that it did 🖤

[casanovawrites]

random sentence prompts  ━ from various tv shows, part 3

if you’ve got something good, that just means someone wants to take it, right?

i am not gonna watch that happen again.

i like rules. they bring order to the chaos.

you’re my favorite person in the world, but you’re acting weird.

i don’t want to be anyone’s hero. i just want to be safe and boring and happy.

we did so many bad things. it’s all burnt in my brain.

i know that i am flawed, but i am trying to be better.

if you think i’m a killer, prove it.

i’m, like, perpetually single.

no one in the world had more reasons not to believe in me, but you still did.

everyone expects me to have it all together, but i just don’t.

i don’t care what other people think about me. your opinion is the only one that mattered.

if you’re always a disappointment, then it’s impossible to disappoint.

i got so wrapped up in my own dreams and feelings. i took what we had for granted.

what we are to each other is so much more complicated than any stupid wife or husband or girlfriend. 

it’s too much for me, you needing me.

i want us to go back. back before the mistakes, the lies. back to when we were unstoppable. 

i guess all the time i feel like i’m kind of trapped because i can’t describe how i’m feeling.

you deserve better than me.

everyone keeps saying the only thing that will make this better is time and maybe space.

i didn’t want you to leave last night. 

got to clear the skies for some blue skies, right?

i just don’t want to get hurt again.

everything’s still unresolved, you know?

nobody deserves romance more than you. 

i don't know when i'm going to get over this. but i want to be beside you when that day comes.

is it cold in here, or is it just me?

i’ll get blamed if something bad happens to you.

i’ve got one rule for you. dance with me.

why is this so hard?

can we keep having dramatic yet memorable dates?

if you tell me right now that you’ll never forgive me until the end of time, i’ll leave you alone.

i’m not the problem. you are.

you two are weird in all the same ways. 

forget other people’s definitions. be who you want to be.

if i love you now, imagine how much i’ll love the person you become?

i just don’t see it adding up to happiness for any of us.

i kind of felt like you were running away from me.

i’m not a stranger. i’m just strange. 

every time i do something to be happy, someone gets hurt. 

all year, i’ve tried to do the right thing, but what do i get in return?

you strike me as a queen without her crown.

we’ll always find our way back to each other. 

what’s the point of fighting so hard to stay alive if we’re just going to die alone?

you know there’s a chance. that’s what you can’t square. that’s what hurts.

things went bad for you, things went bad for me.

it’s not that i’m like you. it’s that i love you.

i’m losing my fucking mind, and i’m terrified. 

you knocked me off balance in a good way.

he knew what to do. he always did. and he was a fucking asshole about it.

you should get the hell away from me. i’m poison. i ruin people.

you sound like a bad romantic comedy.

i think we can make long distance work.

you’re not a victim. you’re a killer.

i know kids lie to their parents about stuff,  but you don’t do that. it’s not you. 

you can come back from this. i know you can. you have to. 

people die, they become a threat.

you’re either the cat or the mouse.

when you go down, i hope i’m there to see it.

we’ve always needed each other. that’s what our entire relationship’s been about.

i’m not evil. i just did an evil thing, one i deeply regret.

[amaranthine-enihtnarama]

It Happened Quiet (DBS Broly x Superpowered! Reader)

(I gave the reader powers because I can 😈; implied future romance, ‘I can fix him’ literature)

When she’d first discovered her way with words, Y/N had been afraid to speak. There wasn’t a way she could control it. It hurt the people she loved, and only brought bad luck. Her voice only brought her fear—so she lived in silence.

Never did the possibility of helping someone with her power occur to her. Never did she think it would save the people she loved so dearly.

***

“Y/N, you good?!”

I looked up at Bulma incredulously and shook my head, but nothing could really compare to being able to shout no, i’m not fucking okay. But I’d given up shouting, at least until it became the last resort after our Saiyans got defeated. So I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood, hid behind Whis, and muscled through the horribly disorienting feeling that only comes from watching gods battle—after all, I was one of those gods’ backup plan.

I bit back a scream as a stray blast exploded next to us, flying to my feet in terror—I should be at home, cuddled up on the sofa with a couple of chocolate brownies, watching some dumb soap opera or prank show on tv! Not shitting myself surrounded by a sea of lava, feeling the literal world quaking around me, risking my fucking life just in case the weapon of mass destruction inside my throat might come in handy. They had no idea how lucky they were I physically couldn’t complain. Well, Whis aside.

Then—a scream.

“Aaaagh!”

My stomach flipped at the sound of Goku’s agonized cry and I looked out from behind the refuge of Whis to see what had happened. I almost yelped as a body flew directly past my face, and Goku’s body crashed into the rock. I looked to Vegeta on the ground next to Bulma, totally out of commission as well. My shoulders slumped. It was definitely about to be my turn. I signed, asking of Goku was okay, Bulma watched my hands, then turned to him.

“Goku, Y/N’s asking if you’re okay!”

He smiled weakly. “I’m…”

I rose my eyebrows.

“I’m gonna need a minute…”

Shit.

A gentle swoop in the air behind me made me whirl around in alarm, seeing Whis calmly evade the rabid Saiyan as he roared in frustration, throwing punches and kicks furiously. My stomach clenched into a fist. I was definitely going to die.

Focusing on what I could control, I turned to Bulma, signing again.

Tell Goku to Instant Transmission all of you, I instructed.

“What? Why?”

I’m going to talk the crazy one down, you guys need to be out of the way.

She paled visibly in the glow of the lava. “Don’t need to tell me twice. Help me with Vegeta.”

He let out a pained groan as we struggled with his weight, but ultimately managed to drag him over next to Goku.

“Goku,” Bulma said, nudging him.

“Ow.”

“Sorry,” she apologized, “Can you Instant Transmission us out of here?”

“Uh…yeah…”

I turned to check in on Whis and the Saiyan—Whis was barely even moving. With a relieved sigh, I nodded to Bulma.

Get out of here.

“We’re out! C’mon Goku.”

“Uh-huh,” he muttered, trying to lift his arm.

“Oh—do you—do—“

“I…I got it.”

“It really doesn’t look—“

His arm finally lifted and curled, and they disappeared. I stared at the empty ground for a moment, then braced myself at I turned around.

“Whis!”

The angel cooly turned his gaze to me, dodging the Saiyan’s attacks.

“Yes, Y/N?”

“Bring him over here! I got this!”

Whis rose his eyebrows, considering him, then looking back to me.

“Do you?”

“Just get him over here!”

“If you insist…”

In a flash, Whis landed in front of me.

“He’s coming, shall I move—“

“Oh my god, he’s huge—“

“Y/N…”

“It’s good, I’m good, just stay close in case I need a quick escape.”

I stepped out from behind Whis, fixing my eyes on the crazed, bloodthirsty pair that shifted to meet mine. My heart jumped at the Saiyan’s devilish grin upon finding a new target, but I held my ground, swallowing. My voice would work, it always works, there was no reason to think otherwise. I looked to Whis, gesturing and jutting my head to tell him to get out of earshot. He nodded and hovered, flying away. The green-haired berserker snarled at the sight of Whis departing and flew after him until—

“Hey!”

His head immediately snapped towards me. I fixed my gaze on his and relaxed my shoulders. The thought of getting a giant, glowing, green-haired and completely nuts Saiyan to obey my words, let alone hear them seemed incredulous.

“Come here,” I commanded.

Just as I’d feared, he only stared in confusion, then shifted his attention to where Whis once was, but he’d disappeared. He growled as she searched the area, then fixed his eyes on me again. My stomach dropped. Oh, fuck.

He started to fly closer to me, clearly sizing me up. I wasn’t going to give him a good fight, but I doubt a berserk Saiyan has such epicurean tastes in who they pummel into the ground. I gulped, holding his chilling stare as he closed in.

“Stop,” I said weakly.

His ignored my voice, and my stomach flipped. Shit, I was too scared. I needed to calm down. I closed my eyes, feeling the air grow static around me as he got closer. I opened my eyes, looking up to meet his gaze.

“Stop.”

He halted, and relief flooded my body. I let out a shaky breath, then smiled.

“Calm down,” I gently told him, “You don’t need to fight anymore.”

I watched with slight amazement as the tension in his shoulders released, and his hair slowly began to turn black again. The rage that clouded his eyes started to clear.

“Come here.”

He coasted over and landed in front of me. I swallowed, feeling my legs buckle as I was dwarfed by his towering, muscular figure. I glanced up, hoping to meet his eyes, but I only got an eyeful of his chest. I craned my neck to meet his eyes behind his dark hair. He was staring at me in bewilderment, and I’m sure I was doing the same.

“No more fighting,” I said, “The fight’s over.”

He frowned, muttering to me. “…Over?”

I nodded. “It’s done.”

He didn’t seem convinced. “But…”

“But?”

He looked away, posture sinking.

“What is it,” I asked.

“My…”

He frowned, then fell silent. I lifted my hand slowly so as not to startle him.

“May I?”

After considering my for a moment, he nodded.

I reached out and gently touched his arm. He tensed in surprise but relaxed soon after. I closed my eyes, seeing a blur of images—crashing and loud roars and unbearable thirst—until it finally zeroed in on a large silhouette. It was a man. He was hunched over, leaned against the mouth of a cave. Although I couldn’t see it, I knew he was frowning deeply.

“You were meant for more than this, Broly,” he said gruffly, “That bastard—King Vegeta—he did this to us. He’s reason why we suffer like this.”

His head turned to us. I swallowed, feeling uneasy. I didn’t like the feeling of being under his gaze.

“We will avenge ourselves, son.”

I heard thunder rumbling in the sky.

“I’ll make sure we get the justice we deserve.”

Lighting struck behind the man and my ears filled with agonized screams—I was blinded by pale white light, then blasts and battle cries, and in the midst, I could see the cold, dead body of a strange bearded man in a purple skirt. Wait—I’d seen him before, he was here, not just a moment ago…was he dead? My thoughts were violently interrupted as cold sweats covered my entire body as a shock of pain snaked up my entire arm and I pulled away from him, crying out despite myself. Gripping my wrist, I watched as my hand shook uncontrollably and turned to look back at Broly. He had crouched down in concern.

“You’re hurt,” he said softly.

I shook my head, trying to reassure him. “No, no, I—“

“I’m sorry…it’s my fault.”

He kneeled down, reaching for my hands and taking them in his. I froze, watching his large hands engulf mine. Despite their gentle hold I could feel the power coursing through them—power I just witnessed.

“I…know the shaking.”

I looked up at his face with more ease. His features were rough, but his countenance gave them a delicacy and care that was mystifying. He felt my stare and looked at me, but I timidly averted my gaze.

The tremors throughout my arm and hand went away as he carefully squeezed my hand a few times. It felt strangely warm between his palms; I wonder if he was using ki. I slowly took my hand back and he easily let go.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Ah, lovely, it seems you’ve tamed him.”

The pleasant lilt of Whis’s voice made my spine go erect with inexplicable embarrassment and quickly move away from Broly. I cleared my throat.

“Anyone left”, I asked.

“All that seems to be left is Lord Frieza…although he seems to be less interested in keeping up our little skirmish.”

I moved past Whis to fix my eyes on Freiza’s small form in the distance, my stomach twisting with disgust and fear. A pang of shame always followed when I remembered I still feared him, but I had to cut myself some slack—it was Freiza, after all.

“If Freiza’s all that’s left, this fight’s over.”

If anyone knows the extent of my abilities, it’s him. Despite the fact I could feel that he was staring at me from so far away, I turned around, looking at Whis.

“We should leave.”

“And what of…I’m sorry, I never got your name,” Whis remarked, turning his attention to the Saiyan.

“Broly,” he said.

I looked towards him again, but broke my gaze when I realized he was still watching me.

“Well, Broly…where do you have to go?”

“My father,” he said quietly.

Whis nodded. “Your father died on the battlefield, am I correct?”

Broly shrunk even more. “Yes. It was…my fault.”

“Your—“

I caught myself, going back to signing again. Broly eyed my hands in confusion.

Your fault?

“Y/N is asking why it’s your fault,” Whis said.

He looked at me soulfully, his dark eyes filled with guilt and fear.

“I lost control. I always do…I hurt him…”

He fixed his eyes on the ground and his hair hid his face. I swallowed at the familiarity.

“Well, then, what are we to do,” Whis muttered to himself.

A glowing light suddenly surrounded Broly that made me jump back in alarm—was he that upset? I yelped and grabbed onto Whis as he shot up from the ground and into the sky. I watched in bewilderment until my eyes settled on Shenron and his subsequent departure. A wish?

Not too long after, a small ship flew into the darkened skies after Broly into space. Whis and I shared a look and I awkwardly let him go.

“Seems like that problem is solved; shall we reunite with Goku and the others?”

I stared quietly with a soft ache of disappointment.

“Yeah.”

[cheesysoup-arlo]

Leave me alone

Content warning: underage drug use (weed)

Angst/fluff or hurt/comfort

Today was horrible. You woke up in pain, moving hurt, not moving hurt, just existing hurt. Unfortunately you had school which was boring and your cramps were killing you all day. On top of that you got partnered with the worst person in your class this stupid football boy that you knew wasn’t going to help you for this presentation that was worth 30% of your grade. Then throughout the day your friends kept asking if you’re ok, you honestly think Stacey asked you like 5 times which was annoying and if you were being honest with yourself you weren’t ok so every time you were asked you wanted to burst into tears. It was lunch time and you were way too nauseous to eat so you were just gonna go to the library when someone bumped into you causing you to drop all your stuff, you felt the tears welling up in your eyes, your lip started to tremble. Most people were out of the hallway when AJ entered and say you “Hey y/n, you ok love?” She asked seeing you on the floor trying to get all your stuff “I’m fine, go away” you said in an almost whisper “you don’t look fine” Aj said getting closer to you, you picked up your stuff frustrated “Leave me alone Aj!” You said about to sob the sadness present in your voice as you ran away from the track star trying to get to the nearest restroom to hopefully calm yourself. Just before you reached the restroom Aj stops you “y/n” she says pulling you in for a hug and you just start sobbing. You feel so safe in her arms, like it’s just the two of you alone in this world. The two of you just stand there for a while with her hugging you close and you sobbing your eyeballs out. “…’m sorry Aj” you say muffled do to your face being buried in Aj’s shoulder/chest “shh shh it’s ok I got you you don’t need to say sorry” Aj says rubbing your back. You sit up and rest your chin on Aj’s shoulder “today has been absolutely horrible” you say with a sigh “just one more class, ok? And if you want we can do something after school to take your mind off today” Aj says holding your shoulders gently “if you’re suggesting we get high and watch cartoons I’m down, my mom won’t be home until late and she doesn’t mind if I smoke as long as I’m safe” your mood shifting to a less sad slightly excited mood “oh yeah absolutely and we’re stoping to get food, my treat so don’t even think about trying to pay” Aj says grabbing your hand and walking you to your next class “oh how would I live without you” you say laughing a little. Your last class goes by quickly, Aj meets you at your locker after school “hey you ready to go?” Aj said leaning on your locker “yeah” you nod and grab her hand interlocking your fingers with hers while you two walk to your car. You guys went to a gas station to get snacks “pizza? or” Aj started to ask “pizza, definitely pizza” you interrupt her causing her to laugh a little “ok pizza it is” she orders the pizza so it will get there when you guys get to your house. You get to you house and take the snacks to your room when the door bell rings “pizza” Aj says leaving your room to get the pizza, you go in your closet to grab your bong and a few other things. “Ok cartoons, which one? I’m personally leaning towards amazing world of Gumball or SpongeBob?” “Ooo tough choices” you two decided on a show and started to smoke “ooo your weed is really good” Aj says after hitting the bong “the joys of having the coolest mom” you say opening a bag of chips. You guys spend the next hour or so smoking and giggling until your both high enough to feel like the room was melting and your body felt tingly “woah” you say laying on the floor Aj is just staring at the tv giggling every once in a while “pssst Aj” you said giggling a little “what?” She says turning to look at you “want ice cream?” You say sitting up a little “ooo yeah” the two of you head to the kitchen and get ice cream from the freezer “this was the best idea ever” Aj says sitting on the counter eating ice cream while you sat on the floor “I love ice cream” you and Aj went back to your room and laid in your bed staring at the ceiling and both fell asleep

______

A knock on your bedroom door woke the both of you “Y/n, I’m home” “hi mom, Aj’s here too you can come in” your mom comes in “hey girls” “hi Ms. (L/N)” Aj says sitting up “hi Aj, you two being responsible?” She says looking down at your bong on the floor “always” you say with a thumbs up “good, I’m gonna make dinner soon Aj will you be stay in with us?” Your mom asks “yeah, my parents are out of town and Gabi’s hanging out with Stacey” Aj says. Your mom loves having Aj around she like a daughter to her and really hopes you finally tell Aj about your feelings but doesn’t bring it up “Awesome I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me” you mom says leaving “bye mom, love you” “I love you too y/n” your mom says closing your door and heading to the kitchen “your mom is the best” Aj says leaning on you, both of you no longer high. There’s a semi uncomfortable silence bet you two “Um” you both says at the same time causing the two of you to laugh “you can go first” you say “ok um so we’re close right?” Aj asks kind of awkwardly “yeah I think so” you say thinking you know where this is going “um good friends right?” Aj asks “Aj what’s going on you’re being weird” “Y/n I like you” “oh thank goodness I thought I was going to have to make the first move that would’ve been-“ “can I kiss you?” Aj asks interrupting you “what?” You heard her but you were shocked “I said can I kiss you?” Aj said blushing a little “Yeah, I think I’d really like that actually” you say turning so you’re facing Aj completely, she gently grabs your cheek as you both lean in. The kiss was everything you were expecting, her lips were soft and so were her hands. You wrapped your arms around her bringing her in closer before you both pulled away for air “woah” Aj says “we should um do that again some time” you say blushing “how about right now?” Aj says with a slight smirk “oh ok um yeah, yeah” you say as you both lean in this kiss was different, more passionate, Aj pushed you back on the bed while kissing you, then you both pulled away from the kiss. “So girlfriends?” You ask “um yeah I think I’d like that” she says giving you a quick kiss and then a long hug “my beautiful girlfriend” Aj says with a smile and kisses your forehead. *knock* *knock* “Y/n, Aj foods ready when you are” your mom says after knocking on the door “ok mom we’ll be out right now” you pull Aj in for one more kiss “woah” Aj said blushing a lot “come on cutie let’s go” you grab Aj’s hand and go into the kitchen to eat dinner with your mom and Aj ends up spending the night , you two just cuddle and watch movies till you both fall asleep.

A/N: I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it I real liked this one lol

[razzlerdazzler]

Hey! Mind if I have a Warrick Brown x reader where she gets pushed out of the window and injured by Nigel Crane instead of nick in season 2?

Falling

@micheleamidalajedi Sorry it took so long, I hope you like it :)

Pairing: Warrick X Reader

Warnings: hurt/comfort, hospital

“Hey babe, did you read what they wrote about Nick?” You ask with a smile on your face and the department’s newsletter in your hand as you walk towards your boyfriend in the break room. He looks up at you with a smile as you put the newsletter on the table so he can read it as you sit in the chair next to him as he eats his lunch. He smiles and nods as he looks down at the newsletter. “Greg showed me it earlier, seems like our Nick has become quite the celebrity.” he chuckles as he takes a bite out of his sandwich.

 You chuckle and nod,”it’s kind of weird seeing him be called a crime stopper considering that’s what we do for a living, but I'm happy that he’s getting the recognition that he deserves.” Warrick smiles and nods and finishes his sandwich. “Let’s just hope that it doesn’t go to his head,” he jokes. “Yeah, we don’t want to inflate his ego more than it already is.” He gets up from his chair and throws his trash away.

As he starts walking back towards the table, he asks, “I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner with me tonight, there’s a restaurant that just opened up a few blocks from here that I've been dying to take you to.” You smirk as you watch him get closer towards the table, but instead of sitting back down in his chair he puts his hand on the table and leans down towards you until both of your faces are only inches apart. You smirk and look over towards the doorway and make sure that nobody’s coming into the break room, and then look back towards him.

You quickly look down at his soft lips before making eye contact with him again and you smile as you lean in and give him a quick, gentle peck on his cheek instead of his lips. “Sounds like a date,” you say with a teasing smirk as you pull away. He groans and hides his face in your shoulder with a chuckle. “You little tease, I'm gonna get you back for that later.” You smirk as he pulls his face away from your shoulder and stands back up, “I'm sure you will.” You say before you see Gil enter the break room.

“Hey, I need you two to head down to a possible suspects house for the Jane Galloway case and bring him in so we can ask him a couple of questions.” You nod, “she’s the stalker case correct?” Gil nods, “we figured out that her killer had to have had access to her house voluntarily so we’re suspecting that somebody from a utility company did it. We looked through her bills and found that the last utility person who came to her house was a man named Nigel Crane who works at Luna Cable.” He gives you both the man’s address and walks back towards his office. Warrick looks over at you, “let’s head out.”

You nod and follow him towards the van and get strapped into the passenger seat while he takes the driver's seat. Soon you’re both off towards Nigel’s house. During the drive you both remain in a comfortable silence as you think about the case. That is until you come to a weird realization and you look over at Warrick who’s focused on driving. “Hey isn’t Luna Cable the same company that did work on Nick’s tv?” Warrick glances over at you before turning his eyes back to the road. “Yeah it is now that I think about it,” he glances over at you again. “Do you think it’s a coincidence?”

You stare out at the road worriedly, “I hope so.” You suddenly feel warmth on your thigh and you look down to see Warrick's hand gently squeezing your thigh in a comforting manner. You look over towards him and see him staring at the road as he continues to drive. “Don’t worry sweetheart, I'm sure everything will be fine, it’s probably just a coincidence.” You smile at his comforting words and you can feel your worry wash away. You relax into your seat and gently put your hand over his and gently squeeze it with a small smile. “Thank you.” He smiles and glances over at you, “don’t mention it sweetheart.”

Soon, after another couple of minutes of comforting silence you reach Nigel Crane’s house. Warrick parks the van on the side of the road and you both get out and look at the house. “Well this is the place,” you say as you both start to walk down the driveway towards the house. As you get closer to the front door Warrick puts an arm in front of you, signaling for you to stop. You look over at him confused, “what’s wrong?” He points towards the front door, causing you to notice that it’s slightly ajar. You both look over at each other worriedly and prepare for the worst.

You walk towards the ajar door and knock on it, “Nigel Crane?” You call out with no response. You both glance at each other before Warrick opens the door further and you both take a step inside the house and you immediately notice that most of the lights are out and it’s completely quiet. “Nigel Crane are you here? We’re with the police, we’ve got some questions, we need to ask you about Jane Galloway!” Warrick calls out in the quiet house but he doesn’t get a response.

You look over at him confused, “maybe he’s not home?” Warrick glances around the room, “maybe, let's check all of the rooms just in case.” You nod as you both search around the first floor of the house and meet at the stairs leading to the second floor. “Maybe he’s upstairs taking a nap?” You suggest sarcastically. Warrick looks over at you with a smile. “Even after we’ve been calling out for him?” You smirk and shrug, “maybe he’s a heavy sleeper?” Warrick chuckles and shakes his head before you both head upstairs. You both continue to check the rooms but they’re all empty.

“Maybe he’ll be back later?” You suggest and Warrick nods. “I’ll call Gil and let him know that we can’t find him.” You nod as Warrick takes his phone out and tries to call Gil, but with no success. “Huh, guess the reception is bad in here,” he says. He nods over towards the balcony that one of the rooms seems to have. “I’ll try calling him out there and see if it's any better.” You nod as he walks out to the balcony and you look around the empty hallway, and notice that you both missed a room. You walk towards the door and quietly open it and look inside, only to see a large bed and a couple of dressers. “Huh, this must be the main bedroom,” you say to yourself as you take a couple of steps inside.

As you walk into the room you feel your body freeze and your eyes widen in surprise when you immediately notice what looks to be blood stains on the carpet. As you walk further into the room cautiously, and follow the blood stains you notice that the stains lead to a trash can that’s right beside the window. You walk towards the trash can and squat down and look inside of it, only to see a latex glove covered in blood. You suddenly hear a sound right behind you, but before you can turn your head to look at the figure or call out for Warrick you feel yourself being grabbed and thrown out the window.

It feels like the world slows down as you fall, like everything is moving in slow motion. You feel weightless as you fall, but you don’t even have enough time to scream before you feel the impact of the cold, hard ground. The next thing you know all you can feel is unbearable pain as your body crashes into the ground. You feel your chest burn with the feeling of the wind getting knocked out of you, and you see dots in your vision from the impact. Tears start to form in your eyes from the pain, causing your vision to get blurry.

“Y/N!” You hear Warrick scream your name, but his voice sounds distant, like he miles away. Through all of the pain you’re somehow able to find yourself turning your head, and through your blurry vision you can see Nigel Crane get in his car and drive off as Warrick sprints towards you at full speed until he finally gets to you. He drops to his knees as he reaches you, quickly assessing the state that you’re in. “Shit,” he whispers to himself as he sees the state you’re in, causing you to finally try to move your head down so you can try and see just how badly you’re hurt.

Warrick notices and quickly moves one of his hands to your chin, so that you’re looking at him instead. When you make eye contact with him you can see that his eyes are full of worry and fear for your well-being. “Keep your eyes focused on me sweetheart,” He whispers, trying to keep you from looking at your injured body. You feel the tears in your eyes finally cascade down your cheeks as you whimper in pain, “everything hurts Warrick.” He gently wipes some of the tears off of your face, his voice shaky as he replies, “I know sweetheart, I know it hurts.”

He shakily grabs his police radio and talks into it. “Dispatch, requesting evac, officer down, we need emergency medical services.” He tells them your location and within seconds the dispatcher on the radio says, “backup and emergency medical services are on their way.” He places the police radio down, and turns all of his attention back towards you. “You hear that sweetheart? They’re on their way, everything’s gonna be okay.” His voice cracks through the middle of his sentence as tears of his own come to his eyes, causing your heart to shatter into a million pieces at the sight of him so worried and upset. He gently cups your face in his hands.  “Y-you’re gonna be okay,” he reassures you, but it sounds like he’s trying to reassure himself as well that you’ll be fine.

Your hand shakily moves to cup his cheek, “I-I guess we won’t be able to go on that date tonight huh?” Warrick chuckles ruefully and moves his hand to cover yours on his cheek. “D-don’t worry, we’ll go on that date later, when you get better.” You giggle sadly as well even though your chest burns every time you talk or take a deep breath. “I-I don’t think i’m gonna be able to make it to that date either way,” His breath catches at your words and shakes his head as tears run down his face faster and faster. “Don’t say that sweetheart, you’ll be fine,” 

As soon as he finishes his sentence, you can faintly hear sirens in the distance, the sound of them getting closer and closer almost like a sign of hope in your time of need. Warrick smiles gently as the sounds of the sirens get closer. “See?” He says shakily. “They’re almost here sweetheart, you’re gonna be okay.” He gently runs his fingers through your hair, a gesture which has comforted you both multiple times in the past whenever either of you were upset or stressed. The sirens sound like they’re almost to you now. You smile up weakly at him and gently wipe some of the tears running down his face while he keeps his hand on top of yours as you feel yourself start to get sleepy. “I love you,” you whisper, knowing that this might be the last time you can say it to him.

His eyes widen at your words and he realizes what you’re trying to say. “I-I love you too sweetheart, y-you’re going to be okay.” At this point tears are streaming down his face as he continues to shakily run his fingers through your hair. He leans down and gently kisses your forehead as your eyes start to close. The last things you hear are the sirens getting extremely loud and Warrick sobbing. “Come on Y/N you can’t die on me, I-I need you. I can’t and don’t want to think about a life without you in it, I-I’ve still got so much I want to say to you and show you. Please, I love you.” And then everything fades away.

As you slowly rouse from your dreamless slumber, the first thing you notice is the sound of steady beeping and the buzzing sound of fluorescent lights. As your body and mind slowly continue to wake up, the next thing you notice is the smell of antiseptic. The next thing you notice is the feeling of a mattress under you, and what feels like a thin blanket covering you up to your midsection. And finally, before you open your eyes you notice the feeling of something large and warm on top of your hand. It feels familiar, like you’ve felt it somewhere before.

You slowly open your eyes and take in your surroundings and realize that you’re in a room at the hospital. How long have you been here? How long have you been out? How badly hurt are you? Is Warrick okay? You feel your rushing thoughts come to a screeching halt at the thought of him and you feel your blood run cold. Is he okay? Is he safe? Oh god what if something happened to him after you passed out. The beeping on the heart monitor starts to spike as you continue thinking about Warrick and if he’s okay.

Your racing thoughts come to a pause when you feel something squeeze your hand and hear his soft voice. “Y/N?” You slowly look over to the left side of your bed and you finally see him. Warrick’s sitting in a chair right by your bed, His hand on top of yours. His eyes are wide and filled with surprise, happiness, and what looks to be tiredness? There are bags under his eyes. “W-Warrick?” you hoarsely call out to him.

Tears come to his eyes as you say his name and he gently squeezes your hand. “Y-You’re awake!” He smiles happily as tears run down his face, “how do you feel right now? Are you in any pain?” He asks, and you try to respond but your throat feels scratchy and dry as you try to talk, like you’ve been out in the desert for days without even a sip of water. He quickly notices and grabs a glass of water off of a little desk by your bed and gently raises the glass to your lips as you take multiple refreshing sips from the cup. When you’re done drinking he places the glass back down on the desk and turns back towards you.

Warrick smiles down gently at you, “i’m so happy that you’re awake, everybody was worried about you, The doctors weren’t sure when you were going to wake up, had us all real scared for a minute there. I-” He pauses, “o-on the ambulance ride here I wasn’t sure you were going to make it.” You feel his hand shake a little as he recalls the event. You gently squeeze his hand comfortingly and look him in the eyes. “I’m okay,” you try to reassure him, “a-at least I think i’m okay, I-I’m not really feeling any pain at all right now.” He smiles and nods and explains, “yeah the doctors said they gave you a couple of painkillers so you wouldn’t feel any pain when you woke up.”

You nod at his explanation, “so um-” you start, “what did the doctors say? What are my injuries?” He frowns at your question, “they said that you’ve got a concussion, two cracked ribs, and a sprained wrist. They also said that you were lucky that that was all you got from the fall. They said it could have been much worse.” His face darkens as he finishes his sentence, thinking about all the possibilities and how much worse it could have all been. You notice this and you gently squeeze his hand pulling him out of his spiraling thoughts. “Are you okay?” You ask, worried that something might have happened to him after you passed out.

He smiles sadly at your worry and nods, “physically yeah, mentally not so much.” You brows furrow in worry and you gently squeeze his hand, letting him decide if he wants to talk about it right now or not. He smiles gently at the action and takes a deep breath. “When you passed out in my arms I-I thought you died. I thought that I had lost you, the most precious person in the world to me, a-and I couldn’t do anything about it.” He takes a staggering breath as his eyes get misty as visions of your injured body run through his mind. “I-I felt helpless, like I was losing you and there was nothing I could do to stop it. That no matter what I did you were going to be ripped away from me and I-I felt like a failure, that I failed to protect the person most dearest to me and it killed me inside. I felt like I had lost a part of myself when I thought you died.”

Tears started rolling down his face again and you felt tears of your own come to your eyes as your heart broke at the sight of him like this. You gently move your hand up to his face and gently wipe his tears away. Letting him know that you don’t plan on leaving his side anytime soon. He smiles gently at the action and he gently kisses the palm of your hand as thanks. “We um, we got him Y/N, Nigel Crane is in custody, He’s never going to be able to hurt anyone ever again.” You smile at the good news, “that’s great.” He smiles and leans down and gently kisses you. The kiss is soft and gentle, like he worries that if he makes any wrong moves you’ll shatter in his hands like glass. However, there is a sense of gentle passion as you both convey how worried you were for the other and how happy you both are that the other is okay. During the kiss he gently cups your face in his large hands. After a couple of seconds, he pulls away from you and smiles lovingly as you both lay your head against the others, neither of you ready to separate from the other yet.

 He smiles gently, “I love you, but don’t you ever scare me like that again you hear me?” You giggle and smile gently at his words, “I promise, I love you too.” He smiles at your promise and gently kisses your forehead and presses his face against the top of your head, “good.” His arms gently wrap around you, being wary of how fragile you are right now. You smile and feel yourself relax and melt into his loving embrace. “So about that date.”

[nikidanger]

Bruh. Today was wild as fuckkkk 😂😂

It was originally just gonna be me & my bestie hanging out, but all the other closest homies ended up pulling up too & we did so fuckin much I can’t even deal. We ate, watched the most insane TV show I’ve seen in a hot minute [top contender against The Bear — pure Yt Chaos™ from start to finish lmfao], got everything together for the event we’re throwing on Sunday, walked to the market while catching up on crazy life shit, played Monopoly Deal (which we haven’t played since we were lit af & had the itis after Christmas dinner last year. BEST game ever btw - it’s a card game that’s like the ultimate mix between Monopoly & Uno & gets so ugly so fast but also doesn’t take 3hrs to play one game like regular monopoly lol. 10/10 highly recommend!), made homemade chocolate chip cookies & had the best Sake I’ve probably ever had in my life hands down, went downstairs & played pool for an hour or so (while also kind of having an impromptu karaoke nostalgia jam in the middle of one of the games?!🤣 At this point we’re a little lit, but in the best/most mellow kind of way, that Sake did the damn thing), and THENNNN we went up to the roof to get in the jacuzzi & look at the almost still kinda full super blue moon [but not really cos it’s a day late], did those body shock dunks when you go from the jacuzzi to the pool & back again, rinse repeat. Then after a bit we just relaxed & talked until we got sleepy & eventually dried off n went back downstairs.

Oh! AND I also got the best compliment ever from the actual baddest bitch I know on this entire planet when we went to the pool. 💁🏽‍♀️💁🏽‍♀️💁🏽‍♀️🤣🤣😂

Hands down in the top three best days of 2023 EASY I love y’all so much 🥹🥹🫶🏽🫶🏽

At this point I’m honestly convinced the world would be a much better place if everyone got together weekly with loved ones, with absolutely no plans made whatsoever, & then did all the spontaneous things they could think of cos it’s the best dopamine hit ever. We laughed so damn much my face muscles hurt & my voice is almost gone 😩😩😂🤣

[ookami-sonata]

Maybe Mario Kart Doesn’t Ruin Relationships

A’ x reader

in 1st person pov. i made sure to make the reader gender neutral so feel free to self insert if you’d like!

I got up in a hurry once I heard the doorbell ring from where I was in my room.

Today, A’ and I had planned a little date at my home. We were planning on playing some games on my nintendo switch just to have a little time together. It had been around two weeks since we had some proper quality time, and I was a bit embarrassed to admit that I geniunely did miss him a lot even if two weeks isn’t a very long time.

Behind the door stood A’: tall, vibrant, and messy red hair. I moved to the side and let him step inside, but I was immediately attacked with a bone crushing hug.

“I missed you, my honey!” He said from where he tucked his face in the crook of my neck. “You missed me too, huh? I bet you did! There’s no way you didn’t.”

I gently hugged him back and let myself savor the moment. However, it was getting increasingly difficult with how tightly he was holding me.

“A-tan, I can’t breathe.”

“I know! I can’t breathe when you’re gone, either. I missed you so much.” I felt his arms wrap around me even tighter. I did not think it was possible at this point.

I felt my body go slightly limp, and that’s when I heard the red head gasp, and he quickly let me go.

“Honey, are you okay?! You’re not hurt, right? I felt like I was gonna die if I didn’t hold you immediately.” He laughed and shook his head. “Just kidding! Not funny, but seriously, I missed you so much, and you look so lovely today!”

All I could do was smile back at him. In all honesty, having a conversation with A’ was a bit hard to keep up with, but I truly did enjoy talking to him about just anything.

I led him inside my apartment, and he immediately made himself comfortable on the loveseat. “What games did you bring?” I asked, gesturing to the physical game cases he was carrying around.

At this, his face lit up. I could have sworn I saw sparkles in his eyes. A’ pulls out three game cases and shows them off quite proudly. “I brough Super Smash Bros, Switch Sports, and-“ He reaches behind him to pull out the last game, “Mario Kart.”

“Are you trying to end our relationship?” I chuckled. A’ and I almost always end up getting really competitive when playing Mario Kart.

“What?” A’ laughed happily. “No way! Everyone knows Mario Kart only strengthens relationships, just like Uno.” I let out a gasp when he suddenly grabbed me and started to tickle me, fighting back the uncontrollable laughter that was threatening to spill out of my mouth.

The moment he released me, I collapsed on the loveseat trying to catch my breath from the tickle attack I had just received. I looked up at him with a small smile. “Alright, if you say so.”

“I do say so!” He rushed over to the TV in my living room to start up the Switch and inserted the game cartridge for Mario Kart. “Watch, we’re going to have fun, right? Right?” I didn’t even have time to give him a small nod before he was speaking excitedly again. “See, I knew you’d agree! Ahh, I’m excited! I love getting to spend time with my honey.”

A’ walked back to where I was sitting on the couch and handed me a controller. I got the neon green controller while he got the neon pink one. As soon as the game booted up, I felt the air shift into something more intense, and I had to supress a grin. As much as we argued during our Mario Kart matches, I had to admit he was right in saying it strengthens relationships, assuming they don’t end by the last match.

A’ and I chose our characters and got into position to start the match. I was quietly concentrating on not running into the walls, as that was my biggest downfall, while A’ was too busy vocalizing every single one of his frustrations.

“Aw, what?!” He shouted when he got hit with a bomb that I threw, effectively slowing him down enough for me to get ahead of him by a lot. “I never you had it in you, honey. What did A-tan do?” A’ started fake crying when he got hit by yet another bomb that I threw. “Wait, wait!”

We were at our final lap, and I could feel A’ getting increasingly desperate, causing me to let out a laugh. I was in first place while he was stuck in third. The fact that he was so close to catching up to me must have added to his desperation to beat me, because he started praying out loud from where he was sitting next to me.

“Please God, Buddha, Ciel. Anyone! Please lend me your power, I’m begging.” A’ leaned forward in a mock prayer before getting back into his gamer mode. I must have been paying too much attention to him, because he somehow managed to successfully sneak into second place. I could not let him win. He might have been my boyfriend, but I was not above getting competitive with silly games like these.

I threw another bomb, and it managed to hit him yet again, throwing him off course, and I heard a shriek from beside me. As soon as I crossed the finish line, I stood up excitedly from my spot, looking down at A’ as he hung his head in shame. “Third victory in a row! You owe me dinner.” I grinned at him.

“My honey, how could you?” A’ wiped away fake tears from his eyes before letting out a sigh of resignation and nodding. “I do owe you dinner. It is only fair.” His face cracked into a bright smile when I started to cheer and pat myself in the back. Upon meeting his gaze, I realized he was wearing a much softer look than before, and I immediately became a bit self conscious. To my utter dismay, he took notice of this and stood up to hug me.

“Aw, why is my honey getting shy all of a sudden?” I felt my face burn hotter at the teasing remarks, trying my hardest to hide my face from his eyes. I tried to push him away with a small groan of embarrassment only for him to hold me closer to him. “Nope! You’re not getting away from me this time. I’ve been missing you way too much lately, so just let me have this.”

I huffed in annoyance but let myself relax in his embrace. He really does give the nicest hugs, and to be honest, I did miss him as much as he says he misses me. We stayed like that for a few more minutes before he reluctantly let me go and pulled out his phone. “Alright, honey, what can I get you for dinner?”

He laughed when I started listing off ideas of what to eat, nodding at everything I said.

Our night ended with us falling asleep in each other’s arms after playing yet another intense round of Mario Kart. Maybe we should play Uno the next time we meet up for our dates at home.

[glenncoco4]

Netflix

A/N: It kinda started to get away from me in the last line…it was going places I didn’t know it wanted to. (Rated T)

••••

She plops down on the couch and turns on the tv, immediately rolling her eyes at the show that’s at the front of their Continue Watching row on Netflix. “Hey, babe?”

“Yeah?” He calls back, stepping out of the hall and into the family room

“You wanna explain this?”

The investigator’s cerulean blues follow his wife’s, How to Build a Sex Room. “I finished Fixer Upper and needed something else to watch.”

Her brow furrows, almost scolding him. “Really?”

“No, not really. Our sex life is acrobatic enough for me.”

She bites back a smile, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks. “Okay, then if not you and not me, then wh-“

Before the brunette can finish her sentence their oldest interrupts her as she walks into the room trailed by her little sister. “Hey, guys.”

Realization hits Deeks first. His palm finds his forehead in distress. “Oh, god, I’m not prepared for this.”

Kensi looks at her husband who is pacing back and forth, she’s doing her best not to do the same…at least until they get their answer. “Um, girls, have you been watching Netflix?”

Both girls’ brows furrow in unison as they shake their heads. “We’re trying to catch up on all the Marvel stuff.”

“Oh thank god.” The blonde clutches his chest, letting out a sigh of relief as he plops down next to his wife on the couch, and throws his head back, trying to slow his heart rate back down.

“Why, what’s wrong?” The youngest of the two speaks up.

Kensi shakes her head, doing her best to school her own features and calm her heart rate down. “Oh, it’s nothing you two need to worry about.”

Before anything else can be said there’s a rattling of keys and the front door slowly opens. A gravelly voice entering the room before its owner. “Are my girls ready?”

The partners’ eyes go wide in unison as they turn towards each other…mystery solved.

Kensi looks to her husband and then to Rosa and Pilar. “Girls, why don’t y’all go get your things together so we can talk to Grandma B before you leave.”

“Ooooh, you’re in trouble.” Pilar smiles as she and Rosa start towards the hall.

Mama B sticks her tongue out at them, making the teens laugh as they run off to their room.

Once they’re outta sight, the older woman turns to Agent and Investigator bemused.“All right, out with it.”

“Care to explain this?” Deeks walks up to the TV pointing at the shows that caused this whole debacle.

At the sight of the title, her eyes light up in excitement as if she forgot about something and suddenly remembered. “Oh! Don’t lose my place, I found this perfect setup that I want to show Holly.”

The blonde tilts his head back, eyes finding the ceiling that distressed feeling approaching once again. “This is not happening.”

“I thought you two like Hollace?”

“We do as our boss, not as-“

“Your sex toy.” The brunette finishes her husband’s sentence, cringing at just the thought of her mother-in-law and the admiral in their extracurricular.

The redhead crosses her arms over her chest. “Well, you two are just gonna have to get used to it. I love him, he loves me and that’s all that should matter.”

“Did you just say, love? Kens, did she just say love?”

Mama B nods her head, answering her son’s question to his wife. “I did and I can’t explain it. We’re so different but we’re not if that makes sense.”

A smile curls at the brunette’s lips as she turns to her husband, they’re so different in almost every aspect of their lives but they’re not all at the same time. You can’t help who you fall in love with. “Yeah, it does.”

“And it doesn’t hurt that the man has the biggest-“

“Mom!” The blonde shouts, cutting off the fiesty redhead right as the girls walk back into the room.

“Heart. He has the biggest heart.” She locks eyes with Kensi, sending her a playful wink before turning to her weekend roommates. “You girls ready?”

“Yeah.” The teens answer in unison stepping out of the front door and begin walking to the car before turning back, the oldest saying the first goodbyes to their adoptive parents followed by the youngest, whose parting words crack a smile on the pairs’ faces. “Bye, Kens. Bye, Party Marty.”

“Bye, girls.” Kensi answers for them as the blonde wraps his arm around her, pulling her into his side.

Once the girls get into the car, Mama B  is about halfway across the yard before turning back to the pair, giving them her own parting words of advice. “Oh, and, kids, I know it’s been a while since you two have been alone but please go easy this weekend. I don’t need one of you ending up in the hospital again.”

“Goodbye, mother.” Deeks rolls his eyes, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks as he notices their new neighbor out in his front lawn within earshot.

Once the 3 drive off, Kensi and Deeks make their way back into the house. The brunette releases a sigh of defeat. “You know, she’s right. We probably should go easy.”

Hearing the words leave his wife’s lips as he shuts the front door triggers something primal in him and before either of them knows it he has her pressed against the wall, his lips hot on hers.

Their tongues are dueling when air suddenly becomes scarce, forcing them to pull back. “Or-or not.” A moan escapes her lips as he thrusts his hips, bringing his hard cock even closer to her moist lips. “Yeah, probably not.”

[storiesofsvu]

happy thursday fuckers... you know whats up

Here we go… backwards viewing. We starting with OC. Let’s see if I give two fuck about whats going on…

That therapist looked and sounded super familiar… where do I know him from? Was he fins rope guy? Brb…ugh… its not on imdb yet… *sigh*

Not me looking like a clown reading the opening credits of all THREE shows for guest stars waiting for my fave to pop back up…

I JUST realized that when I was TRYING to fucking watch the last episode on citytv the app/site kept glitching and freezing and I never finished it… that’s why I have NO idea whats going on LOLOL

This show would be so much better without Elliot… also If they gave Ayanna her wife back..

I literally like every detective on this show except for Elliot.

Jamie’s bomb. Also hot. 10/10 would bang

Welp. Okay. That felt over quick yet also took 5 hours to get through this damn episode.

Onto mothership;

Yeah fuck this guy… you’re in nyc… you’re gonna step in some shit. I want to punch you.

“morales” are you kidding me? Can we stop reusing names of recurring characters?? I get, diff show but still same universe.

I would prefer this show if it was just Mechad & Odelya… OH and Kate.

Completely unrelated; someone pls remind me to put together a grocery list/meal prep list of things super easy so I stop ordering fucking delivery. I need to get that shit together.

Mechad just *yelled* and I *felt things* jfc

What TF is senator paley doing here?! Where is keane to spit in his face. Get this man off my tv pls.

Ugh fuck this asshat. This is horrible. But also… we’ve done this storyline in older episodes… alex & casey have both gotten people out of ICE. Cmon sam… where was your paperwork…

OOF she brought her big balls to this… hello m’am

FUCK defence attorneys who attack the character of a prime witness just because they’re there illegally. Like, fuck off, you had her detained in the first place.

Wow okay, fucking heartbreaking ending, way to just hurt Sam.. baby.. is okay… I will cuddle you back to happiness.

FINALLY, okay here we go svu. Ive heard some interesting things about the ep… let’s see

I don’t know if I’m ready for this…

DID WE REALLY HAVE TO REVISIT THE ROLIVIA GOODBYE?!?! AS IF I HAVE NOT SOBBED OVER IT ENOUGH!??

DID SHE LEAVE THE FUCKING CHIPMUNK?? WTF?? IVE HAD SO MANY QUESTIONS ABOUT IT FOR YEARS

Ugh…. The fin amanda dynamic was always such a fucking good one… I will miss them

Okay I d love that Duarte still watches out for/hangs out with muncy

Who… once again is wearing plaid… like the queer she is…

When is mcgrath gonna fucking meet his rotten end… I need him gone…

Oh THANK GOD noah doesn’t fully witness this?? I was so concerned.

Somehow… that wasn’t as bad as I expected it to be? And I KNOW this is probably leading up to other shit that certain fans really want to see, but like, can we give olivia a damn break please? *eyeroll*

Also it’s just plain pathetic to only have two detectives. Like… I know molly replaced kelli, but we really still need another one… OR make the ada a more prominent feature, add in huang/a shrink, the ME, make there be more of a larger rotating cast like s8/9….

Omg fin lololol

“you have a visitor…” andits FUCKING MCGRATH ugh what a way to make things worse…

Okay… m’am… you were doing so well this season, and now we’re back to the super breathy acting.. why…

Im glad they keep mentioning Phoebe, like, the writers haven’t forgotten about her so that’s a good sign.

Im SORRY. She keeps a SHOTGUN in an UNLOCKED closet?? WITH NOAH IN THE HOUSE?!?!

Anyone else super confused as to how her ribs aren’t broken? Or at least cracked? Like… it really seems like it..

Okay… her lingering on amanda’s empty desk is giving me s13 flashbacks, like, amanda would have reached out…. She’s literally married to someone olivia sees on a regular basis.

I’m hot for Duarte now and I fully blame @bulletproof for that….

Wait… I just saw a commercial for Chicago PD… I watched the new ep right before my l&o viewings… was Hank even in this week’s ep??

Omg muncy was so fucking excited to take off the blazer lolololol

Who TF is this guy… detective Bruno…. I swear I know him from somewhere

Oh… okay… he’s been on svu 5 times before… (as different characters… the one being the husband of the woman who accused Stone of assault)

This ep is meh. There’s too much fin and olivia and this new fuck I don’t care about, give me the characters I *want* to see pls.

Seriously… why must police always think that people know about their HALF siblings?!? People be whores… I didn’t know I had THREE half brothers til I was 14…

Overall… this was underwhelming.

I know it’s a three parter (I believe?) so like, there’s more coming, but like… underwhelming as a whole. I’m not even going to bother to gif any of it this week. Sorry not sorry besties.

[fighterkimburgess]

I’m so happy about last nights episode and I haven’t been watching TV since 1003 because it’s been really hard for me and I don’t watch last night. I was spoiled by one of my friends and I have been waiting for this to happen since season seven and I knew they weren’t ready and I’m so proud and happy that Kim is going to therapy and actually doing the work mostly after everything that she’s been through

The way I never thought I would be so happy for Kim and Adam because I have been watching social came out in 2014 and I never liked them together but after they broke up after all of that and after everything that they’ve been through they deserve to be so happy together, even if they didn’t have Michaela I think I would feel the same way mostly after what you doing Season seven like they went from being together to not being anything to be in friends to being best friends to be in coparents, and they’ve gone through so much and they deserve to be so happy I will say I wish that the people that were there with them since season one that aren’t here anymore were able to see them the way that they are now and we’re able to see how happy they are because I think in the general sense it would be so proud because I am And I’m so happy that this episode happened and I’m so happy that it happened the right way this time finally and they deserve this more than anything.

I’m trying so hard to not let the negativity get to me because I am a fan of both couples and I follow so many of the other couple fans and they’re really upset about last nights episode and honestly I really think that it’s really sad that just because they don’t have their favorite couple anymore and that’s coming from me and they are also my favorite couple They have to be so negative about other people’s favorite couple and not even that about Kim in general and I hate it and it sucked so much. She deserved this episode last season she should’ve gotten this last season but I’m happy that they finally gave it to her this season and they’re so mad about that but she deserved it and she deserves more people need to realize I can has been there since season one. She has been dealing with so much pain since season one. She deserves this she deserves to be happy, and she deserves to have what she wants and to heal from everything that she went through. 

Anon, thank you. Thank you so much.

I’ve been ignoring a lot of the negativity but it hurts. I understand how it feels when your ship is ripped away from you, but at least in our lovely lil tumblr area people were respectful. I know I And many Burzek blogs celebrated for Upstead ones when they got engaged and married, and we had such sympathy when Jesse left the show.

To see people talk shit about another ship because it’s not yours hurts. Have people not heard if you can’t say anything nice don’t say anything at all? Because that’s how you do it. Stay in your lane, and don’t be a dick. I’m gonna continue to hope that people can be happy, and I hope they’ll do the same for Burzek fans.

[sketchy-rosewitch]

Love:Benny x werewolf!female!reader x Frankie

Part 2/2 of Trust and Love.

Part 1

Masterlist

A/n: Inspirtion strikes at weird ass times Lemme tell y’all. Anyways hope y’all enjoy it.

Warnings: 18+ minors dni, food, pregnancy mentions, 2 p in 1 v, werewolf transformations, arguing, fingering, kissing, angsty, fluff.

You huff and roll your eyes at the two men cuddling on the couch. You decided you’d cook and clean tonight giving Frankie and Benny a break. But really, you just wanted to be away from both of them. They’re constant cuddling and kissing started to piss you off. You try to hide it from them and you think you’re doing a good job considering you haven’t been asked by either of them what was wrong.

You wipe off the last dish and place it in the plate cabinet before almost walking away into your room.

“You don’t wanna join us Perrito?” Frankie asks, you stop in your tracks. Frankie had called you that since before he knew you were a werewolf. Very ironic. That nickname always makes your heart beat faster, so did Benny’s nickname, Sparky. You had to look it up to see what all that heart hurting in a good way meant and it had something to do with being in love with both of them. Unfortunate.

“No, I’m kinda tired. Did a bunch of laps around the block. You know how it is.” You force a small laugh out. “I think I’m just gonna go to sleep.”

You couldn’t even look at them. That stupid love shit. You should’ve been there with them, yet you weren’t. You’re alone. You crave being fully in their family, yet you know it’ll never happen.

“Oh, well goodnight.”

“Night.”

You slam your door shut. You lay on your bed and growl lowly.

You hate this love feeling. You hate this jealous feeling, you have this feeling that you’re going to explode into a million tears, starting at the face and making its way to your fists. Yet your body won’t do it. Cowardly shit. So you lay there in your own dread, hoping it’ll go away.

-

“I don’t know Benny, do you think she even loves both of us in a romantic way? I bet she’ll think we’re weird for wanting that.” Frankie sighs. Benny stretches the arm around Frankie’s shoulder, rolling his wrist while thinking about it.

“I don’t think so. I think she wants it as much as we do. She doesn’t exactly clear her search history on my laptop.” Benny chuckles a little. “Even if she doesn’t, I’m sure she wouldn’t think anything of us. It’s not wrong even if others view it that way she sure as hell wouldn’t.”

Frankie nods and turns back towards the tv.

-

Frankie watches you stab into your breakfast sausage angrily and stuff it into your mouth. You repeat the cycle, over and over until you move to your eggs.

“Perrito?”

You look up at him, lips pursed in frustration. Your fork clatters on the plate. You want Frankie to stop staring at you, you didn’t even want breakfast but you knew you had to eat. You hate Frankie right now. You hate Benny too. They had both been looking at you these past few days and you hate it, you don’t want them to look at you. You want them to ignore you, you’d prefer that. You want to disappear, for them to just forget about you, leave you behind like some stray dog.

You hate them, you hate their relationship, you hate how they’ll never see you as nothing more than a friend, or a burden. Someone they were basically forced to take care of, who can barely survive in her own. You’ll never be theirs. You’ll be some stupid third wheel.

“Perrito?” He repeats.

“What?” You growl, teeth bared. Maybe if you show signs of aggression they’ll fuck off. Frankie doesn’t flinch though, instead he sighs and looks down at his plate.

“I just wanna know what’s wrong, you’ve been aggressive this past week, really this past month. Benny and I just wanna know what’s wrong or if it’s just something to do with you being a werewolf I guess.” Frankie shrugs and leans back in his chair, looking away from you.

“Nothing’s wrong.” You roll your eyes and get up, leaving the kitchen and walking back into your bedroom. You slam your door again and bury your face in a pillow. You growl into it.

-

Frankie sighs, he leaves your plate at the table and washes his plate and Benny’s that he left there before work.

Something was clearly wrong with you. He didn’t want you to feel like you needed to force it to come out but he so badly just wants to know what’s wrong.

-

You stare at the picture frame on your dresser, it holds a photo of you, Frankie, and Benny. You’re in the middle, Benny is on your right and Frankie on your left. They’re practically burying you in a hug.

You need that again. You need a hug. In fact they should just take it a step further. Give you a kiss. Cheek and lips, all over your body maybe. They should just fuck you while they’re at it too.

You feel like a degenerate for even thinking this but, you hear them at night sometimes. You want that so badly. You crave it. You crave whatever comes after that too. You just crave them, you crave being in a relationship with both of them. You need them both more than anything. You wish you could tell them. You wish they understood.

You pace around your room. Your stomach aches, your heart aches along with it. You feel a tear run down your face.

Your gross. You shouldn’t want both of them. They’d think you’re even more of a monster. But you can’t help it. You wanna carry their babies after awhile. You wanna marry them first though, then you wanna dance with both of them. You want, you want, you want. Yet you’ll never have.

The front door shuts. You leave your room and go to finish your breakfast.

-

“Sparky?” Benny knocks, you sigh and roll your eyes. Could they fucking leave you alone it’s not hard.

He peaks in. “Hey hun, Frankie said you were in a mood. I brought you some of those chips you like and your favorite drink. I hope that’s alright.” He sits on the edge of your queen sized bed. You turn over and stare as he places the chips and drink on the nightstand. “I’m not gonna pressure you into telling us but I will ask. Is something wrong?” He puts his hand on your leg and rubs it in a comforting way.

“Nothing’s wrong.” You repeat that same phrase. You’ll continue to repeat it.

“Okay, you just haven’t been out of your room other than to eat. You haven’t talked to us and if you’re feeling like shit we wanna help.” Benny looks away from you. “I’ll leave you alone though now. Just wanted to drop that off.”

He gets up and leaves.

You go back to sulking immediately.

-

You have a week before your next heat. You started a routine where the two men would cuddle you and bury you in blankets to keep your cramping at bay during heat cycles. A cramping you had no idea was actually arousal, that was until this month. So you had to come up with a new idea. You couldn’t have them close to you.

Slick already slips down your leg. You moan lightly and squeeze your thighs together. This isn’t fair. It’s never been this bad. You haven’t even transformed yet. Not that you would’ve, but two weeks of this stupid arousal. You couldn’t do it, you couldn’t…

-

Frankie and Benny come home to you’re moaning and whining. They furrow their brows and stare at one another before making their way down the hall.

They haven’t heard your panting unless you were about to transform, but you’d normally let them know. So Benny slowly turns the doorknob and walks in.

“Get. Out.” You growl between gritted teeth.

“Sparky… what’s wrong?”

You hate him, you hate both of them. Your back is turned away from them and frankly you like it that way. “Nothing is wrong.”

“Stop saying that.”

You turn at Frankie’s firmness and immediately try and get out of the bed to intimidate him. Your legs wobble but your face stays pissed. “It’s none of your fucking business what’s wrong. Even if it was I’d never fucking tell you. I hate both of you.”

It was childish, you saying that. You sounded like a bratty fucking child and Frankie didn’t back down from it. “No you don’t.”

You growl lowly.

“You’re acting. Get the fuck out of your goddamned head and explain what the fuck is wrong. Clearly this shit is bothering you. Whatever the fuck it is.” Frankie looks down at you. You feel small again. You whine and let out a small moan before covering your mouth. You’re embarrassed. Your body is no longer in control and you fall onto the bed. You sit, legs crossed, hands in your lap.

“I can’t say it. You’ll hate me. Think I’m some perverted bitch.” You can’t even look at them, you turn your head away from both of them. They both crouch down to attempt to get on your level, make you feel comfortable.

“We would never think of you any different Sparky. I wish you understood that. We aren’t gonna judge you for shit.” Benny smiles sadly, you can see it from the corner of your eye. This makes the dam within your eyes break.

“I- fuck.” You feel sick. You look up and wipe your tears before your fists hit the bed. “I can’t say it. Fuck I’m scared. Fuck… help me. I’m gonna die… fuck… I want you, I want both of you and I fucking love both of you but I can’t have you now can I? I want you two to fuck me and I want everything you guys do… I want to cuddle with you two on the couch, I wanna kiss you two, I wanna do whatever the hell you two do after sex. I fucking need you two.” Your stomach twists and turns your heart going the opposite direction. As if it’s being rung out. You bury your face in your fists. You wanna puke, you wanna disappear.

“That’s what this has all been about?” Frankie asks, you nod and sniffle, knuckles balling and unballing.

“Fuck Sparky. We’ve been waiting for you to calm down or tell us what’s wrong. We wanted you to be in a good mood because we wanted to ask you to be in a relationship with us. We love you so much Sparks.”

“We do. We love you so much. Thank you perrito for telling us. I cannot believe you bottled that up baby. Please we wouldn’t judge you no matter what.”

They both bury you in a hug, laying you flat on the bed. You smile and laugh. “Oh gosh… I’m sorry.”

“No, no hun. Don’t apologize.” Benny kisses your neck, Frankie your cheek. They hold hands and hold onto you.

-

You groan, arching your back. The slick getting into your fur as your body changes. Frankie and Benny come and they sit next to you. It feels good when they pet your fur. It brings a relief to the pain this transformation causes. It always hurts more during a full moon. You never understood it but it just did.

Before hand you explained how bad this heat was. How badly you needed both of them. This past week you’d been so lovey after your talk with both of them, biting your self in their scents. You tried so hard not to hump them to get some kind of relief. It was hard and you straight told them you didn’t know how you would be in your wolf form. You stood tall but not taller than Benny, you were probably about the same strength as him too. Maybe stronger.

They didn’t care though. They’d stay with you and make sure everything was fine.

You huff and howl rolling over, practically on top of Benny. You begin licking him before reaching over and grabbing Frankie by the shirt. You lick his neck and start tearing his shirt in half with your claws.

“Baby, you’re not fucking up my clothes. Especially if we do this every heat hold on.” Frankie laughs, you growl a little as he gets up and gets undressed. Benny nuzzles into your fur. A small whine comes out of you. He kisses your muzzle gently. You crawl on the bed and move him so he’s against the headboard.

Frankie comes up after you and starts kissing your back gently making you almost give out and crushing Benny, the feeling, well all of these feelings are foreign to you. He chuckles softly and moves his hands towards your folds that were quite literally, dripping with slick, it ran down your thighs and onto Benny’s leg.

Frankie pushes a finger into you forcing a moan out of you. “So wet perrito… This was all for us?”

You whine, Benny finds a way to slip from under you and you find more fingers buried in your cunt. You fall forward and whine louder, the feeling of your cunt being stretched out driving you wild.

You buck back into them, then feel a thumb circling your clit. Your eyes roll back. You’ve never felt any of this you know if won’t be the last time but you still savor the feeling. Your pussy clenches. They kiss your fur and you hear them kiss each other for a bit while working you.

“You’re doing so good Sparks.” Benny says.

You whine out a response feeling something inside of you building up. Your thighs felt like they were tensing and something warm was in your stomach.

Suddenly you let out a loud squeak, your body arches and your vision goes white.

You pant and look at Benny and Frankie. By the looks on their faces this was far from over.

Frankie gets on the bed and moves you so he’s leaning against the headboard. You tilt your head in confusion and look over at Benny.

“Come here and sit.” Frankie demands. You look back and forth between the two before ultimately deciding to listen to him, sitting on his lap.

“Good girl.”

Your stomach flips.

Benny goes behind you and starts brushing gently up and down your body with his fingers. He kisses your shoulders and Frankie touches your thighs. You were in absolute bliss right now.

You feel something hard on your stomach and back as they continue to feel you, kiss you, kiss each other. They stop and look at you.

“Are you okay with us fucking you at the same time?” Benny asks. You want to roll your eyes. No shit you were okay with it. But you nod and pant a little before leaning down and licking Frankie’s chest.

Frankie then pushes you up so your hovering over him, his cock thick and long. You couldn’t turn your head enough to see Benny’s but you felt it slide against your folds.

Frankie aims his cock for your hole and you sink slowly down on it. It stretches you out making you whine. “Slow down perrito. We don’t need to rush.” Frankie looks into your eyes. You nod.

When your body gets used to it you slide down the rest of the way before feeling something else near the same hole. You lean forward a bit and Benny slides in a little easier. It stretches you and you feel like you’re going to be split in half.

“We won’t go til your ready hun.” Benny says.

You nod.

Benny begins thrusting into your gently while Frankie moves you up and down on his cock. You start getting a rhythm and move on your own as you let out whines of want. You love this feeling. Both of them inside you.

“You feel so good. You’re doing so good hun.”

Benny is babbling as he starts a rougher pace while Frankie just moans, holding your hips, his eyes roll to the back of his head.

You feel the same feeling as before again. A warm feeling in your stomach and like your thighs are gonna give out on your any second.

You begin to pant and clench your pussy around the two cocks.

“You gonna cum Sparks? Fuck you feel so good, go ahead and cum around out cocks.”

You lose control and let out a loud moan, your eyes roll back. Your body begins to hurt and you get smaller. You groan in pain, turning back into a human slowly. They both pull out and you fall to the side.

“Please cum on me.” You whine softly.

They fuck their fists until cum covers your stomach. It makes you feel warm and dirty. But it was in such a good way.

Frankie gets up and leaves the room. You tilt your head and Benny comes to kiss you gently.

“Aftercare.”

-

You lay in between the two men, they cuddle into you and kiss your head and face and then try and get you to drink water before kissing each other’s faces and nuzzling into your neck. They hold hands over top of you.

“Thank you… I uh, obviously have never done that before, didn’t realize it would cause my heat to Uhm go down I guess. I wanted to also apologize for a week ago and all the weeks before that. I don’t understand relationships… I know you guys know that but it felt selfish wanting everything you guys had and wanting both of you. I’m going to try and communicate my feelings better. I was just so afraid of rejection.” You explain, looking between the two men.

“You’re okay. We promise we weren’t mad and we will never get mad we just worry is all. We didn’t know if it had to do with being a wolf or whatnot. We want you to feel loved and like you can talk to both of us for anything. We’ll never reject or hurt you. You mean to much to us.” Frankie explains back. Benny nods in agreement.

You smile and kiss both of them on the noses.

“I love you guys so much.”

“We love you too.”

[hime-memes]

                           • Shania Twain Lyric Starters •

Unfortunately, I am country at heart -- so, we have some starters from the lyrics of one of the most celebrated country singing queens on the planet ! ( Second only to Dolly Parton ! ) I’m talking about Shania Twain ! ( I mostly went with the greatest hits, with a few of my lesser known faves sprinkled in, and there is a vast variety of lyrics under the cut to choose from ! )  

As always: These have been modified for cohesive and sensical use for the general RPC. Feel free to change anything within these that you see fit to make it work for your muse & the receiver’s muse !

Recommended For: Any muses/plots/timelines.

Trigger Warnings For: Cheating, alcohol mentions, innuendo, light swearing

‘ From This Moment On ‘ “ From this moment; life has begun. “ “ From this moment; you are the one. “ “ Right beside you is where I belong ... from this moment on. “ “ I live only for your happiness. “ “ ... And for your love ? I'd give my last breath. “ “ I give my hand to you with all my heart ! “  “ I can't wait to live my life with you; I can't wait to start. “ “ You and I will never be apart. “ “ ... My dreams came true because of you ... “ “ As long as I live: I will love you, I promise you this. “ “ There is nothing I wouldn't give from this moment on. “ “ You're the reason I believe in love. “ “ ... You're the answer to my prayers from up above. “ “ All we need is just the two of us. “ ‘ You’re Still The One ‘ “ Looks like we made it ! “ “ Look how far we've come, [ insert petname ]. “ “ We mighta took the long way, but we knew we'd get there someday. “ “ They said, ‘ I bet they'll never make it ! ‘ ... “ “ Just look at us holding on. We're still together; still going strong ! “ “ You're still the one I run to. “ “ You’re the one that I belong to. “ “ You're still the one I want for life ! “ “ You're still the one that I love ... the only one I dream of. “ “ ... You're still the one I kiss goodnight. “ “ Ain't nothin' better; we beat the odds together. “ “ I'm glad we didn't listen: Look at what we would be missin' ! “  ‘ Man ! I Feel Like A Woman ! ‘ “ Let's go, girls ! “  “ I'm goin' out tonight, and gonna let it all hang out. “ “ I wanna make some noise: really raise my voice ! “  “ Yeah, I wanna scream and shout ! “  “ No inhibitions, make no conditions & get a little outta line ... “ “ I ain't gonna act politically correct: I only wanna have a good time ! “  “ The best thing about bein' a woman ? Is the prerogative to have a little fun ! “ " Oh yeah, go totally crazy ... forget I'm a lady ... “  “ Men's shirts, short skirts -- really go wild & ( yeah ), doin' it in style ! “  " I’ll get in on the action, maybe feel the attraction ... “ “ I’ll color my hair, do what I dare -- I wanna be free to feel the way I feel. “ “ Man, I feel like a woman ! “  “ The girls need a break. Tonight, we're gonna take the chance to get out on the town. “ “ We don't need romance. “ “ We only wanna dance. “ “ We're gonna let our hair hang down. “ ‘ Honey, I’m Home ‘ “ The car won't start, it's falling apart ! “  “ I was late for work and the boss got smart ... “ “ My pantyline shows; I got a run in my hose ... My hair went flat ! ( Man, I hate that ! “ “Just when I thought things couldn't get worse: I realized I forgot my purse ! “ “ With all this stress I must confess, this could be worse than PMS. “ “ This job ain't worth the pay ! “ “ Can't wait till the end of the day ... “ “ Hey, honey, I'm on my way ! “  “ Honey, I'm home and I had a hard day ... “ “ Pour me a cold one -- and oh, by the way ... ! “ “ Rub my feet, gimme something to eat ... Fix me up my favorite treat ! “ “ Honey, I'm back: my head's killing me ! I need to relax and watch TV. “ “ Get off the phone an’ give the dog a bone ! “ “ I broke a nail opening the mail -- I cursed out loud 'cause it hurt like hell. “ “ This job's a pain, it's so mundane: it sure don't stimulate my brain ... “ “ Oh, rub my neck will you ? “ “ Oh, that feels much better ! “ ‘ That Don’t Impress Me Much ‘ “ I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart, but you've got being right down to an art. “ “ You think you're a genius: you drive me up the wall ! “ “ You're a regular original, a know-it-all ... “ " You think you're special ... oh, you think you're something else ! “ “ ... OK, so you're a rocket scientist ? “ “ That don't impress me much. “ “ So you got the brains, but have you got the touch ? “ “ Now, don't get me wrong, I think you're alright -- but that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night. “ “ I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket & a comb up his sleeve, ‘just in case‘ ! “ “ ... And all that extra-hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it; 'Cause Heaven forbid, it should fall outta place ... “ “ OK, so you're Brad Pitt ? “ “ So you got the looks, but have you got the touch ? “ “ You're one of those guys who likes to shine his machine ... “ “ You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in ! “ “ I can't believe you kiss your car good night ! Now, c'mon, baby, tell me ? ... You must be jokin', right ? “ “ OK, so you've got a car ? That don't impress me much. “ “ So you got the moves, but have you got the touch ? “ " That won't keep me warm on a long, cold, lonely night ... “ “ OK. So, what do you think ? You're Elvis or something ? “ “ Whatever ... That don't impress me. “ ‘ Love Gets Me Every Time ‘ “ Life was going great ! “  “ Love was gonna have to wait -- I was in no hurry, had no worries. “ “ Staying single was the plan, I didn't need a steady man. “ “ I had it covered, 'til I discovered ... that love gets me every time ! “ “ My heart changed my mind. “ “ And I gol' darn gone and done it ! “ “ I guess I fell in love. “  “ Must've been the way he walked ... or his sweet, sweet talk. ” “ I was quite content; Just a-payin' my own rent. “ “ It was my place: I needed my space ! “ “ I was free to shop around, in no rush to settle down. “ “ It's in the way he calls my name ... “ “ -- And I know I'll never be the same ! “ ‘ Don’t Be Stupid, ( You Know I Love You ) ‘ “ You're so complicated ! “ “ You hang over my shoulder when I read my mail ... I don't appreciate it ! “ “ When I talk to other guys, you think they're on my tail. “ “ I get so aggravated when I get off the phone & I get the third degree ! “ “ I'm really feelin' frustrated ! “ “ Why don't you take a pill & put a little trust in me ? ... And you'll see ! “ “ Don't freak out until you know the facts, relax. “ “ Don't be stupid, you know I love you ! “ “ Don't be ridiculous, you know I need you ! “  “ Don't be absurd, you know I want you ! ” “ ... Don't be impossible ... “ “ I'm mad about you ! “ “ I can't live without you ! “ “ I'm crazy 'bout you ... “ “ Stop overreacting ! “ “ You even get suspicious when I paint my nails ! “  “ It's definitely distracting the way you dramatize every little small detail. “ ‘ Up ! ‘ “ It's 'bout as bad as it could be ! “ “ Seems everybody's buggin' me. “ “ Nothing wants to go my way, it just ain't been my day -- nothin's comin' easily ! “ “ -- Even my skin is acting weird ! “ “ I wish that I could grow a beard ... “ “ Then, I could cover up my spots: Not play connect the dots ... I just want to disappear ! “ “ It can only go up from here ! “ “ Even something as simple as forgettin' to fill up on gas ... there ain't no explanation why things like that can make you cry. “ “ Just gotta learn to have a laugh. “ “ When everything is goin' wrong: don't worry, it won't last for long ! “ “ Yeah, it's all gonna come around. Don't go let it get you down ! “ “ You gotta keep on holding on ! “ ‘ I’m Gonna Getcha Good ‘  “ I don't wantcha for the weekend ... don't wantcha for a night. I'm only interested if I can have you for life ... “ “ I know I sound serious -- & baby, I am. “ “ You're a fine piece of real estate, and I'm gonna get me some land ... “  “ So, don't try to run, honey ! “ “ Love can be fun ! There's no need to be alone when you find that someone. “ “ I'm gonna getcha while I gotcha in sight. “ “ I'm gonna getcha if it takes all night ! “ “ You can betcha by the time I say ‘ Go ! ‘, you'll never say ‘ No ’.  “ I'm gonna getcha, it's a matter of fact. “ “ I'm gonna getcha, don't you worry 'bout that ! “ “ You can bet your bottom dollar in time, you're gonna be mine ! “ “ Just like I should, I'll getcha good ! “ “ I've already planned it. Here's how it's gonna be: I'm gonna love you & you're gonna fall in love with me. “ “ I'm gonna knock on wood -- I'm gonna getcha somehow, honey ... Yeah, I'm gonna make it good ! “  ‘ Forever & For Always ‘ “ I can hear your heartbeat -- I can hear it beating now. “ “ In your arms: I can still feel the way you want me when you hold me. “ “ I can still hear the words you whispered when you told me: ‘ I can stay right here forever in your arms ‘ ... “ " There ain't no way I'm lettin' you go now. “ “ I'll never see that day. “ “ 'Cause I'm keepin' you forever and for always ! “  “ We will be together all of our days. I wanna wake up every mornin' to your sweet face, always ! “ “ In your heart: I can still hear a beat for every time you kiss me. “ “ ... And when we're apart, I know how much you miss me ! “ “ I can feel your love for me in your heart. “ “ In your eyes, I can still see the look of the one who really loves me ... “ “ The one who wouldn't put anythin' else in the world above me ...  “ “ I can still see your love for me in your eyes ! “ ‘ Ka - Ching ! ‘ “ We live in a greedy little world, that teaches every little boy and girl to earn as much as they can possibly, then turn around and spend it foolishly ! “ “ We've created us a credit card mess. We spend the money that we don't possess ! “ “ Our religion is to go and blow it all ! So, it's shopping every Sunday at the mall ... “ “ All we ever want is more ! ( A lot more than we had before ) ... “ “ So, take me to the nearest store ? “ “ Can you hear it ring ? “ “ It makes you want to sing ! “ “ It's such a beautiful thing, ‘ ka-ching ‘ ! “ “ Lots of diamond rings -- the happiness it brings ? “ “ ... You'll live like a king with lots of money and things. “ “ When you're broke, go and get a loan: take out another mortgage on your home. “ “ Consolidate so you can afford to go and spend some more when you get bored. “ “ Dig deeper in your pocket -- Come on, I know you've got it -- Just dig deeper in your wallet ! “ ‘ It Only Hurts When I’m Breathing ‘ “ Hope life's been good to you since you've been gone ? “ “ I'm doin' fine now; I've finally moved on. “ “ It's not so bad, I'm not that sad ... I'm not surprised just how well I survived. “ “ I'm over the worst & I feel so alive ! “ “ I can't complain ... I'm free again. “ “ ... And it only hurts when I'm breathing. “ “ My heart only breaks when it's beating. “ “ My dreams only die when I'm dreaming. “ “ ... Don't think I'm lyin' 'round, cryin' at night ... “ “ There's no need to worry, I'm really alright ! “ “ I've never looked back as a matter of fact ... “ ‘ Whose Bed Have Your Boots Been Under ? ‘ “ Whose bed have your boots been under ? ” “ Whose heart did you steal I wonder ? “ “ This time did it feel like thunder, baby ? “ “ Don't look so lonely & don't act so blue -- I know I'm not the only girl you run to ! “ “ I know about your ‘ little Spanish flame ‘. “ “ I've seen you around with the redhead down the lane. “ “ Who did you run to & whose lips have you been kissin' ?! “  “ ... And whose ear did you make a wish in ? “ “ Is she the one that you've been missin', baby ? “ “ I heard you've been sneakin' around with [ NAME ] ... “ “ ... and what about that weekend with Miss Beverly Hills ? “ “ And I've seen you walkin' with long legs Louise ... “ “ ... And you weren't just talkin' last night with [ NAME ] ! “ “ So next time you're lonely don't call on me ! ( Try the operator, maybe she'll be free ! ) “ “ You better start talkin', or you better start walkin' ! “ ‘ Any Man of Mine ‘ “ This is what a woman wants ! “ “ Any man of mine better be proud of me & even when I'm ugly, he still better love me ! “ “ -- And I can be late for a date, that's fine ! ( But, he better be on time ! ) “  “ Any man of mine'll say it fits just right when last year's dress is just a little too tight. “ “ -- And anything I do or say better be okay when I have a bad hair day. “ “ If I change my mind, a million times: I want to hear him say ‘ yeah, I like it that way ’ ! “ “ Any man of mine better walk the line ... and better show me a teasin' squeezin' pleasin' kinda time ! “ “ I need a man who knows how the story goes ! “ “ He's gotta be a heartbeatin', fine treatin', Breathtakin', earthquakin' kind ! “ “ Well any man of mine better disagree when I say another woman's lookin' better than me ! “ “ -- And when I cook him dinner & I burn it black, He better say:  ‘ Mmm, I like it like that ! ‘ “  “ Any man of mine, wooLet me hear you say yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah) “ You gotta shimmy, shake, make the earth quake -- kick, turn, stomp, stomp, then you jump heel to toe, then do si do ! “ “ 'Til your boots want to break, 'til your feet and your back ache -- Keep it movin' 'til you just can't take anymore ... “ “ Come on everybody on the floor ! “ 

‘ Come On Over ‘ “ Get a life ! Get a grip ! Get away somewhere, take a trip ! “ “ Take a break ! Take control ! Take advice from someone you know ! “  “ Pull up a seat & take a load off your feet ! “ “ You can unwind & take a load off your mind ... “ “ Make a Wish ! Make a move ! Make up your mind: you can choose ! “  “ When you're up, or when you're down -- when you need a laugh come around ! “  “ Be a winner ! Be a star ! Yeah, be happy to be who you are ! “  “ Gotta be yourself ! Gotta make a plan ! Gotta go for it while you can ... “ “ Come on over & come on in ! “ ‘ ( If You’re Not In It For Love ) I’m Outta Here ‘ “ Mind if I sit down ? “ “ Can I buy you a round ? “ “ Haven't seen your face before are you new in town ? “ “ It's the same old line ... every time. “ “ Are you here alone ? “ “ Can I take you home ? “ “ Now every woman sees with every ‘ pretty please ‘ -- There's a pair of lyin' eyes & a set of keys. “ “ He says come be a star, ( in the back seat of my car ) ! “  “ Oh, but, baby slow down -- you're goin' way too far ... “ “ If you're not willin' to give it all you got ... ? “ “ If you're not in it for life ... ? ” “ If you're not in it for love ... ? “ Let me make it clear to you my dear: If you're not in it for love, I'm outta here ... “ “ Babe, I can change your world; make you a cover girl ! “ “ Yeah, you could be a beauty queen in a magazine. “ “ ‘ Now tell me, what's your sign ? ‘, oh, why always the same old line ? “ “ I'll be in number 409 if you change your mind ... “ ‘ No One Needs To Know ‘ “ Am I dreamin' or stupid ? -- I think I've been hit by cupid ! “ “ ... But, no one needs to know right now. “ “ I met a tall, dark and handsome man & I've been busy makin' big plans ! “ " I got my heart set, my feet wet -- But, he don't even know it yet. “ " I'll tell him someday, some way, somehow ! “ “ -- But, I'm gonna keep it a secret for now ... “ “ I want bells to ring, a choir to sing, the white dress, the guests, the cake, the car, the whole darn thing ! “  “ We'll have a little girl, a little boy, a little Benji -- we call Leroy ! “ “ ... And I'm not lonely anymore at night, & he don't know that only he can make it right ... “ “ I'm not dreamin' or stupid -- But, boy have I been hit by cupid ! “  ‘ You Win My Love ‘ “ I'm lookin' for a lover who can rev his little engine up ... “ “ He can have a '55 Chevy or a fancy little pick-up truck ! “  “ If he's got a cool Cadillac with a jacuzzi in the back -- I'm in ! “  “ 'Cause I'm a classy little chassis who's a-huntin' for a heart to win ! “ “ Oh, but if you want to win it -- there's no speed limit. Just go faster, faster, don't be slow ! Rev it up, rev it up 'til your engine blows ... ! “ “ You win my love ! “  “ You win my soul ! “  “ You win my heart ! “  “ Yeah, you get it all ... “  “ You make my motor run ! “  “ Yeah, you're number one. “ “ Oh, I'm a crazy little lady -- yeah, the kind you just can't slow down. “ “ I need a '65 cylinder racy little run around town ! “ “ I want a heartbreak Harley ... A full of steam dream machine ... Or just a little late night sexy long stretch limousine ! “

‘ Don’t ‘ “ Don't ! “  “ Don't you wish we tried ? “ “ Do you feel what I feel inside ? “ “ You know our love is stronger than pride ! “ “ Oh no, don't ... don't let your anger grow. “ “ Just tell me what you need me to know ... “ “ Please talk to me ! Don't close the door ! “ “ 'Cause I wanna hear you ... I wanna be near you. “ “ Don't fight, don't argue ! “  “ Give me the chance to say that I'm sorry ... “ “ Just let me love you: don't turn me away, don't tell me to go ! “ “ Don't give up on trust; don't give up on me ... on us ! “  “ If we could just hold on long enough -- ! “ “ We can do it ! We'll get through it ... “ “ Don't pretend that it's okay. We both know things won't get better that way ... “ “ Don't do something you might regret someday. “ ‘ Party For Two ‘  “ I'm having me a party ! “  “ I don't think I can come ... “ “ Uh, uh, this ain't just any kind of party ... ! “  “ Nah, I think I'll stay at home. “  “ Uh, oh, no - It's gonna be really, really hot ... “ “ Startin' to sound good ... “  “ I'm gonna put you on the spot ! “ “ Baby, maybe I should ? “ “ Yeah, there'll be lots of one - on - one ! “ “ Guess I could be there ... “ “ Come on and join the fun ! “  “ What should I wear ? “ “ I'll tell you that it: it doesn't matter what you wear, 'cause it's only gonna be you and me there ! “ “ I'm having a party, a party for two ! “  “ I ain’t invitin' nobody ... Nobody but you ! “ “ You'll be sexy in your socks ... ! “ “ We can polish the floors ... “ “ In case anybody knocks ? “ “ Let's lock all the doors ... “ “ Yeah ? All the things I'm gonna do ! I'm gonna do with you ... “ “ I want to try something new ! “ “ I want to try it, too ! “  “ That's all we really need. “ “ We're gonna party hearty - Just you and me ! “  “ Don't think about it now, don't even doubt it now ! “  “ It’s just you and me there ... “ “ That was great ! // Let's do it again ! “

[jade-eclipse-li]

You’ve got some nerves.

Yeah I’ve got 7 trillion in me.

Hello.

You!

Charged at a mirage and fell in my trap again. Are you ever not going to fall for that?

Define “dream”.

Dream: first stuff people abandon when they learn how the world works.

That’s too dark!

What are those burned things in the video? Fallen buildings?

Those are corpses.

By the God!

No, by war.

Oh my god! What are you doing here?

Disappointing my kids.

I might be hurting others while i sleep.

You can’t be doing that. I watch you while you sleep.

People can’t see the one thing that we are share.

Which is?

Death.

……

Damn you are cold.

They’re...they’re dead!

Don’t expect me to feel sympathy for them.

Wanna start a revolution?

You're saying some concerning shit.

Well, why didn’t you take an art class?

Why don’t you see how EXPENSIVE THEY ARE?!

I do not understand the meaning of an ocular emoji. What is its purpose?

To express one’s emotions through words vividly.

But words already allowed you that.

Some people aren’t good with words.

We won’t gonna last long if they have the high ground!

I’m more worried how we’re gonna face them down here!

AAAAAAAHHHHHH-

It’s getting a little tougher to ignore you.

Remember everyone, violence is never the answer.

Violence cannot be any answer. Violence is the QUESTION.

No.

And the answer is YES.

No!

Look, you don’t have to like me but you have to believe me.

Look, i like you but i don’t believe you.

Really? I like them and believe them.

I don’t like them nor believe them.

You’re hard to satisfied.

Did you get that from a TV show?

No. A comic book.

Why didn’t you try all the questions of the test?

I ran out of time!

Stay after school and do the test again so you’d get enough time.

Well that was a crush. Status report.

We’re alive, so that’s something.

You’re a brat.

And you’re a coward.

Hoes be like-

What did you just say?

I sense i have made a grave mistake.

That sparkling got electrocuted by lightning and still standing.

Oopah.

[rockseizes]

i think the first time i realized my brother might not be.. “normal” was when we were in elementary.

there was this fifth grader who was bullying me, and since i didn’t know who else would listen to me, i told the only other fifth grader i knew. my big brother, jaiden.

he asked me to tell me about her. i told him that she would trip me during recess and pull me away from the playground. and how she threatened to get her cat on me if i went on ‘her playground’ ever again.

i couldn’t get through it all without crying — it was too frustrating.. he hugged me and said, “don’t worry, may. your big bro will take care of things.” i nodded to him, and we watched tv while doing homework for the rest of the day.

..about a week later, he didn’t come home from school with me. i heard that he took a different bus to hang out with a friend. i didn’t mind, as long as he came back. when he returned, he held a white cat in his arms. he had told me he had found a stray with his friend and wanted to play around with it.

“but isn’t that scary?” i asked.

“not really, but it’s sweet you’re worried about me.” he responded with a smile and headed to the backyard with the cat.

at around three am, i woke up out of nowhere. i think i had a nightmare. i went to jaiden’s room to talk about it, but he wasn’t there. i looked around everywhere in the house, but i couldn’t find him. not until he came in from the backyard door with a dirty shirt, and a dripping knife.

“what were you doing outside?”

“oh, great timing. i need some help throwing something away.“ “what is it?” “why don’t i just show you?”

i wish i didn’t go outside. i wish i had stayed asleep. because when i went out there, i found the stray cat, laying lifeless as its guts had been splayed out for all to see.

“..why did you do that?” i turned to look at him in complete horror. “i was curious. besides, it was only a stray.” he walked to the cat, crouched down, and started poking at its face.

“i mean, it was gonna die eventually. probably would've been a painful one too. i did it a favor.” my eyes widened in fear at his twisted logic.

“jaiden.. i.. i—“

“calm down.” he turned to look at me with his typical smile. before, it had comforted me, but now it drowned me in pure terror and confusion.

“it’s gonna be okay, alright? we’re gonna take a trip to the forest and find this kitty a nice place to rest. we’re fine.”

and so we did just that. he picked up the carcass, and led the way to the forest creek nearby our neighborhood. as he began to dig a hole with his bare hands, i trembled at the sight of the corpse in my arms. it took all my strength to not drop the cat, throw up, and cry all night.

the next day, i was walking around the neighborhood, as i saw my bully sobbing at the park. i didn’t want to talk to her, but then i noticed the missing posters of a white cat in one hand and a pretty red collar in the other.

i ran home before she could see me. she didn’t talk to me — or any of her other victims — for the rest of the year.

when i confronted my brother about it, he reminded me of her threats. how she would have used the same cat i held lifeless last night to attack and traumatize me if i were to break her useless set of rules. he told me that he was only protecting me, and by taking care of the cat, he prevented me from ever getting hurt by it.

“i’d rather hurt everything that tries to hurts you then let you get scarred even once. you’re my little sister; this is my job. trust me.” he cooed, pulling me into a warm hug.

at the ripe age of ten, i realized one thing about him. my brother was willing to resort to violence for me, and that by no circumstances could i let him take things too far. i knew what happened when you do too many bad things — i didn’t want him taken away from me. he was all i had.

..so i definitely fucked up by bringing tara to the cabin trip with me and him.

[elijahkelly]

6/30/2023

I don’t know.

It’s been 3 days since I took my Prozac and I’m starting to be able to tell.  Champagne (my cat) was scratching at my door and it made me mad so I threw my tv remote across the room.  I regretted it as soon as the remote left my fingers.  Thankfully it just hit the wall, but I was embarrassed that I got so angry.

Dylan.  Where do I start?  I guess I’ll start by saying this.

I’m scared to admit that it feels like there are cracks in our relationship, because it feels like once you acknowledge those cracks, that’s when everything collapses.  But I’m seeing the cracks.  And they’re fissuring.

Dylan has lost trust in me.  He’s constantly on my case about what I’m doing on my phone, who I’m talking to, etc.  He sees a name on my phone that he doesn’t recognize and suddenly I’m being bombarded about who it is and where they’re from.  He makes jokes about me having hoes in my phone, despite how much I tell him it makes me uncomfortable.

Dylan literally went from wanting to propose to me in LA to going through my phone while I’m sleeping and running background checks on everyone I talk to.  What’s going on?

Before I talk about this next part, I need to give some backstory about a character.  His name is Brennan.  Brennan is a fellow gay, and he got a job at Sanderson a few months after I did.  He worked the front desk with me and Dylan, and over that time, he and Dylan became friends.  His abrasive personality and crude humor wasn’t appealing to me, so we’re “friends” I guess? But not as close as he and Dylan are.  Eventually, Brennan quit his job at the front desk and transitioned over to working in our fitness department as a spin instructor.  Dylan trained him to teach spin, and he went on to become Dylan’s boss in the department, which gave them something else to bond over.  During shifts where I was the manager on duty and Dylan was working with me, Brennan would come up to the front desk to bother us.  By “bother us,” I mean he would come over and talk to Dylan, mess around with Dylan, make jokes with Dylan, beat up on Dylan, make tiktoks with Dylan, you name it.  All while I’m sitting there, just watching.  I’ve told Dylan on multiple occasions that I am not Brennan’s biggest fan, but for some reason Dylan keeps him around.

Last night.  Dylan and I went with some friends to a bingo night hosted by Trinity Devine, a drag queen and friend of ours.  While we were there, Brennan showed up.  He was already pretty drunk, and he brought the guy he had been seeing.  He came and said hi to everyone at our table, of course not forgetting to give Dylan a big hug.  Then he got around to me and I was waiting on him to say hi to me, when he goes “are you just gonna pretend you don’t like me, Eli?”  I really wanted to tell him I’m not pretending, but I just played it off.  Anyways, throughout the night, he progressively got more drunk.  He kept coming up and hugging on Dylan, play wrestling with him, tickling him, etc.  All while I’m sitting right there and the guy he brought was at the next table over.  I made eye contact with Sav and she just widened her eyes at me, kinda like a “what the fuck is going on” look.  It was uncomfortable.

I don’t know what’s going on with me and Dylan.  I don’t know why we’re suddenly so hellbent on hurting each other.  I want to go back to when we were good and everything felt okay.  Because this does not feel okay.

Hopefully things will change soon.  Dylan got a GA position for Housing, and this position requires him to stay in a building on campus.  So in a couple weeks, he’ll be moving out of my apartment.  It’ll be sad not seeing him all the time, but I think that’s why we’ve been so toxic to one another.  Not to mention he will also have to leave his job at Sanderson, so we won’t work together anymore either.  Having some time apart will be much needed.  Distance makes the heart grow fonder.

Let me set this straight.  I love Dylan with my entire capacity.  Nothing in this goddamn world is gonna take him away from me except for Death themselves.  Relationships are not perfect, not even the best ones.  Dylan is my best friend and he will be in my life for the rest of it if I can help it.  We’re allowed to have cracks, we’re allowed to struggle, we’re allowed to have our moments.  There is purity and love between us that can’t be stifled.  No relationship is perfect.  Relationships are fabricated for media to look perfect but that isn’t real.  Real relationships have grit, stakes, growth, disputes, mistakes, trials, and change.

We will be okay.

We can get through this.