#like you motherfuckers are literally just lying because you don’t like people and want them socially downed

[butchmartyr]

wild as fuck how trans men on here can openly and flippantly accuse random innocent trans women of being pedos to drum up moral outrage against them quickly, and when people start to point out that hey, that’s insane, she’s never done or said anything like that, these shithead dudes are like “well she said something racist too or is into incest or raceplay or something else that’ll stick despite not being on any of her blogs so it’s like whatever” and then their audiences are just like ohhh ok and everybody forgets and forgives the blatant pedojacketing while keeping the fury of it after being mollified by whatever progressive sounding idpol they shit out. disgusting!

[luckyqueenreign]

It seems like the Grace defenders are out on Reddit today and I’d like to hear your opinion . . .

Ok, first of all I DON’T hate Grace, but I do think the criticism of her delusional thinking is 100% justified. Like, if you ask MC about your man and then just ?? refuse to acknowledge the truth, girl that’s on you! Your willful ignorance is not MC or Ozzy’s fault!

My other huge problem is that people are complaining about Ozzy being shady because he’s ‘lying’ to Grace . . . But he’s not? It’s not like she’s asked him, ‘hey are you devoted to me?’ And he was like ‘of course babe, there’s only you!’ It’s more like he keeps trying to avoid saying ANYTHING about how he feels about her to AVOID lying. And we can find out that he hasn’t done bits or anything with her because he’s torn! He could easily be getting some with Grace while eyeing MC in the morning, which would absolutely be skeezy!

In conclusion, yes Ozzy is a bit of a pussy at this point, but it’s driving me nuts seeing people call him a liar, or worse than Noah because that just ain’t the motherfucking case 🙄 (and I’d rather be pining after a pussy like Ozzy than a liar like fucking finn)

Hiii nonny 💖

So with Grace I actually loved her from the beginning. She was so sweet to MC and gave off big bestie vibes. Supportive and pulling her for chats and defending her when Ivy was constantly jumping down our throats. It actually made me feel so bad about having to steal Ozzy from her eventually lol. But I think the thing here is just terrible writing. On day 2 she already had doubts about Ozzy, that he wasn’t totally into her when she had a chat with the girls. Then when MC had the chance to tell her Ozzy was into us she laughed it off and AGAIN in a now THIRD chat she still isn’t willing to accept it and wants to fight for her man. Frankly I get it bc I feel like if she likes him too she shouldn’t give up that easily.. so I’m actually glad she’s still in the ring. Side note: I do think the other big issue here with Grace is the fact that 6 seasons later, fb still has found a way to villainize the WOC. I need someone at fb to reflect on their choices and maybe take a critical race theory class or at least a gender, race and class studies class.

Back to Ozzy….It’s what day 5/6 atp? We haven’t even been in the villa for a week yet and people are demanding Ozzy propose marriage. We already know Ozzy isn’t the type to run into a relationship and he takes things slow. He was paired off with Grace in the first episode and bc of this he feels like he needs to give them a shot, especially because they got on so well from the start. (Remember when mc was looking around the villa at the couples talking day 1 - Ozzy and Grace seemed to be the most relaxed and most comfortable) but here’s the main thing you already touched on, as soon as Ozzy started having more chats with MC and realized that there might be something there he cooled things off with Grace and wasn’t doing bits with her. He’s not “lying” to Grace or to MC he’s conflicted about his feelings and is taking a pause to reflect on them and make a decision. If you tried to kiss him on the terrace he allows it for a millisecond and stops it saying it’s not fair to Grace and that he wants to be respectful. They’re making Ozzy out to be some sleazy guy when he’s literally far from it.

[aqueeracademic]

morse being queer (and other commentary) pt 13:

season 4, episode 1, “Game”:

- season 4!! let’s go

- need me some gay stuff

- season three was not very fruity

- wtf instrument is this lady playing

- thursday is such an asshole sometimes it’s a wonder i like him

- trewlove is perfect in every way

- “where do you stand with all that?” “suicide?” “love.”

- morse and debryn supremacy!!!

- look i KNOW morse thinks of joan when debryn referenced the “one that got away” but…. don’t you think they could be talking about jakes too?

- because i think they’re talking about jakes

- morse’s papers going missing is SO frustrating

- people hate to see my boy succeed and i’m sick of it!

- i know thursday is sad because of joan but morse has every right to be frustrated with him

- at the same time…

- morse copes by working

- with everhthing

- if anything upsets him he goes to work and locks in

- so i can see how he wouldn’t be particularly understanding of thursday not being able to push through and he should try better to be sympathetic

- i still think he has every right to be frustrated w him tho

- tessa knight 🤢🤮🤮🤮

- thursday is SO MEANNNNNNNN

- and for what!

- these scientists are gay <3

- they bicker like a couple and then immediately try to take care of each other it’s adorable

- morse speaking russian 🥰🥰🥰

- i’m giggling

- i love that bright is always so dramatically impressed when morse does something well

- bright and trewlove are so 🤞🥺 i’m obsessed with them

- trewlove showing that sexist motherfucker UP

- I LOVE HER

- “it’s not my place to say.”

- he is. so catty.

- these parents deserve so much better i feel so terrible for them

- thursday’s way of “making it up” to morse is so annoying

- i know he feels bad for hurting morse but just talk to him

- we all know we doesn’t care about validation or congratulations

- like he knows that! and yet 🫤

- the russian man being fully capable of speaking english and just choosing not to do so is so funny to me

- i already don’t like journalists about 60% of the time but this girl is ESPECIALLY annoying and i hate her

- this author is kinda…

- morse obviously doesn’t wanna talk to this author about his job so why on earth did he pull up to the guys house

- that’s my question!

- is it just because he’s….

- because he is!

- morse would be right

- ofc he quickly ends up disliking him but it’s the hope in that situation that matters 🙄

- also morse telling him that police work is boring in real life as if he didn’t get attacked by a tiger and experience all the events of The Great Gatsby is wild

- just straight up lying at this point

- STEALING FROM A POLICE OFFICER?????

- you stole. from a police officer.

- i cannot believe she is like this 😐 i hate her sm

- and of course the same day he finds out that he is being intentionally sabotaged is the day he’s being berated for “losing his notebook”

- cannot catch a break

- at least he and thursday are trying to make up

- these scientists are SO GAY (the awkward one w the glasses and the snobby one with the mouse)

- teasing him while massaging him and then putting his hand on his waist when he gets up

- Science Bros™️

- i don’t like her and all that but tessa didn’t deserve to die 🫤

- the face casts are so upsetting

- makes my damn skin crawl

- the odds of morse finding that paper in the doll were positively MINUSCULE he literally just can’t keep his hands to himself

- justice for frazil i just want her to be happy

- incest should never be the answer in a murder investigation tbh

- or like… even an idea of what happened

- grody tbh!

- NO FRAZIL NO

- aw GODDAM IT

- THE LITTLE GAY SCIENTIST IS THE KILLER

- i’m so upset

- i thought he and the mouse man had something 🫤🫤

- they would have been so cute

- but no he’s not gay he’s fucking incestuous

- i’m mad 🙄🙄🙄🙄

- morse finally driving his car at a reasonable speed

- GO FRAZIL GO

- NO FRAZIL NO

- i stg if anything happened to her i would lose my mind i’m so glad she’s okay

- morse just roasting the killer to get him to surrender is… a choice

- “you have to make a stand somewhere. they’re not going to drive me out.”

- YOU TELL EM MORSE

- morse has lost everyone he’s loved and all he had left is the place he loves and he will not leave and i love him for it

[incarnateirony]

Why are you so obsessed with this dude when he’s as unimportant as you insist he is? You’re coming off as a schizo narcissist. People don’t post on this website some anterior motive to get one over on you. You just obsessively insert yourself into the narrative to *feel* like people are obsessed with you, when it’s obvious to everybody else that you’re the one spending all your free time posting months on end about one other fan and writing fanfic about all the violent things that will happen to them for the sun of having any opinions/theories about a tv show that you can’t take credit for coming up with first. It’s weird and pathetic, like seriously seek help from an actual doctor. Beyoncé can’t help you right now

Hey 2po or 2po lackey. Let's try this another way.. tell 2po to stop lying about me for years on end. Tell 2po to stop sending people at me.

You can imagine some little world where 2po isn't psychotic obsessed with *me*. You realize, NOTHING but his obsession with me made him *consciously lie about the pilot script for 8 months or employ his following to send them at me*.

I ignore that motherfucker for weeks at a time until he posts some sly suggestive bullshit only to make stupid "I DUNNO I DIDNT SAY MINS NAME WHY'D HE RESPOND" posts when it's already clogging my inbox full of harassing shitheaded anons like yourself because he's putting my name in his mouth only in DMs to you idiots like the coward he is, and the social manipulator he is to be that calculating. But every motherfucker knows who he's slying about and I get bombarded with it.

He has been actively. Lying. About my viewpoints. For years. To hundreds. Of people. "GEE WHY DON'T YOU SIT THERE AND TAKE HIM NONCONSENSUALLY WEDGING HIS DICK UP YOUR ASS, THAT'S CRAZY, YOU'RE A NARCISSIST FOR [checks notes] NOT LETTING PEOPLE BUILD ENTIRE FALSE NARRATIVES ABOUT EVERYTHING YOU EVER SAID SO THE OTHER PERSON CAN GET SIX DIGITS OF FREE STUFF!!! It's SO not fair of you to point out he's turned over a small nation worth of other people's money and been busted doing this to multiple lanes. That's CRAZY."

Sit the fuck down, 2po. You're over. All of you in that shitty little, grifting ass, laundering ass, mean girl ass, bronly infested server wigglebox made her bed in and invited unsuspecting bitters into that probably don't even UNDERSTAND who the fuck it is 2po talks to.

No. The man has been lying to everyone for goddamn years. He can put his big boy pants on. If you want me to stop responding WHEN HE ACTIVELY LIES ABOUT ME, maybe go bitch in HIS box to STOP LYING ABOUT ME.

That was my breaking point with this son of a bitch. It's not bad enough he's stolen tens of thousands of dollars from people to get free rides at gold panels, it's that he's so addicted to that, he will LITERALLY train idiots to come by the HUNDREDS as attack dogs and beat down people giving free scripts out bc it gets in his way.

I didn't tag him then. I didn't mention him then. But he's been razor locked on me since *before the finale*. I need you to wrap your head around that. It's WHY he blew 5K of other people's money. To try to argue with me. And lose. Then lie and say it never happened. Receipts, bitch. Want his years of lies about my server too?

Don't go "you sound schizo because in the last two months after 2 years of targeted harassment by a man who's been doing the nerd version of embezzling and sending hoards to attack you simply for being right/giving them free stuff, you decided to let the fandom know what a rotten piece of shit he is behind the pretty scripts."

[percontaion-points]

Covet chapters 100-103

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Chapter 100

100 Humpty Dumpty Got Nothing on Us

I would like the record to state that I fucking hate it here.

Goddamned chapter 100. 60 more motherfucking chapters to go. Literally any other book would have been sliced into at least 4 different parts. But not this one. 

“He said that when the mating bond broke, our souls broke, too.” [...] “It’s because it happened against our wills—and so violently that it nearly destroyed us right when it happened. Remember?”

Yet nobody says anything about how the mating bond being there was also against both of their wills?

His grin is bitter. “Then I become the monster everyone’s always expected me to be.”

Chapter 100 summary: Hudson keeps attacking his brother, so Grace has to stop them again. She tells Hudson that there’s something wrong with Jaxon. She holds Jaxon close as he cries against her for a real long time. 

Finally, Grace asks about how the crone refused to let Jaxon in, and said that he had no soul. He says that he’s felt like something was horribly wrong for a while now. But when he went to London, he saw a healer. The guy said that when the mating bond broke between them, it shattered their souls. Grace was bonded to Hudson mere hours after the bond between her and Jaxon broke, so his soul is propping her up. But Jaxon has nobody, and his soul is chipping away faster and faster. When it’s gone, then he’ll turn into an uncontrollable monster. 

Chapter 101

 “There has to be something.” 

He shakes his head. “There isn’t.” 

“Don’t say that. I don’t believe it. There’s always something, always some loophole or some magic. Someone who knows something that we don’t. The Bloodletter—”

THAT MANIPULATIVE, LYING BITCH IS THE ENTIRE REASON WHY JAXON IS IN THIS SITUATION IN THE FIRST PLACE. WHY THE FUCK DO YOU WANT TO GO BACK TO HER?!

“Someone who knows something that we don’t. The Bloodletter—” 

“Has nothing. Do you think she wasn’t my first stop when I got back from Court? She has no suggestions, nothing that she thinks we can try. She cried, Grace.”

I’m sorry, but if that bitch had kept her goddamned nose out of it, Jaxon wouldn’t be in this situation in the first place! She has no business crying! Not when she caused all of this!

Rage explodes through me at the idea that that monster just gave up on him. She caused all of this and then, when he needs her, she just throws him away? She just cries a little bit and says too bad, so sad?

THANK YOU. 

And that the breaking I feel deep inside myself is just my imagination.

Chapter 101 summary: Grace obviously refuses to let Jaxon turn into a monster. He says that there’s nothing to be done. He went to the bloodletter after that, and she cried about the entire thing. However, hearing that fills Grace with rage because… this is all the bloodletter’s fault, and she’s going to cry and then move on? What the hell. 

She promises Jaxon that they’ve overcome so much. And that she’s not going to rest until she finds some way to fix Jaxon, too. 

However, all of this becomes too much for Hudson. Despite his earlier promises that he wasn’t going to leave Grace, that lasted all of 48 hours. He’s gone now, and Grace is a little upset over that. 

Chapter 102

“Trust the people who love you,” Uncle Finn says again before getting up to go to Macy. “You’ll need them all before this is through.”

Chapter 102 summary: Grace lounges around in her bed and thinks about all of the problems she needs to deal with. 

Finn shows up, and gives her flowers, although he insists that they were on her doorstep. He suggests that they’re from a vampire, and Grace thinks Hudson. 

She thanks her uncle for all that he’s done for her this year, and asks if it would be okay if she stayed at the school after graduation until she can figure things out. He promises her that she’s family, and of course he and Macy would love to have her around for a bit longer. 

He then gives her a rune stone, one for emotional healing. He continues on and says that it was actually her father’s, but Finn always knew that one day, the set would belong to Grace. The two of them hug and talk about how much they miss her parents/his brother and sister-in-law. It’s a really nice moment, and I wish that we saw more of Finn as a character. 

He makes her promise to keep the rune on her. And that she should trust the people who love her. 

Chapter 103

And as I open it up a couple of minutes later and stare at the eight smiling faces, I pray to the universe as hard as I can that somehow, someway, we all make it through what’s to come in one piece…and together.

Chapter 103 summary: An unknown amount of time later, they’re standing around and waiting for the graduation ceremony to start. The cap and gown are purple, and they keep saying that it makes them look like an eggplant… And yes, the implication of what the eggplant is. Barf. 

Anyway, they’re all joking around, taking pictures. Jaxon seems to think that he doesn't belong here, and says his cap and gown are in his room. Although I’d like to remind you that if you make it this far, the ceremony is nothing but a formality; you’ve already earned the diploma. 

[achoonihaachu]

I don't know whether or not you take NSFW prompts, but if you feel up to writing this— I've seen a lot of women coming to the scary realization that men can actually feel their lady parts throbbing when they sit on those men's laps.

Is it possible that we could see some reactions from the brothers when this kind of scenario plays out? Ignorant MC trying to keep themselves together without knowing they've already been given away. And can this be set before any romantic relationship develops? Thank you so much!

Older Brothers React to "Feeling" You...

(Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan)

a/n: i've literally had this planned for so long! >:(( i'm not too good at writing nsfw yet so i hope you still end up liking this >< i'll upload for the younger brothers soon! ilya! take care and have fun getting a tad spicy ;D

warning: nsfw prompt! read with caution!, not proofread!

Feelings don’t always have to be said. Sometimes you look at the object of your affection and you just know. They’d smile at you with a smile that insinuates something more than a friendly relationship, stares linger, touches heat you up from the inside and burns hotter the longer time goes on.

Lucifer:

You and Lucifer grew closer when you came back for your second year in the Devildom. He’s always been closed off and unwilling to open up to temporary people.

He says it’s to save himself from the hassle, it’s truly to save his heart from the ache when they leave.

He lets you grow close to his brothers before he takes his time in the spotlight. He wanted to sort of “feel out” how your relationship was going with his six younger brothers because though he’d never admit it out loud, he’d always put them on top of his list of priorities.

But when you grew close, you grew close quickly.

He’d invite you to lunch, the pair of you would go on strolls, and he’d let you have full access to his room and his office (even when he wasn’t around).

You’d normally hang out in his room during days when none of the other Avatars are vying for your attention; It’d normally be on the days when Lucifer tries to call for family meetings regarding the weekly spending and the overall average grades of the family.

For some strange reason, you’d be the only one at his door when the time came.

You’d take the time to just chill together, maybe watch a few movies when the eldest finishes his pile of paperwork early.

He loved catching you off guard. You’d be sitting in a swivel chair beside him and he’d suddenly stand up, carry you bridal style and carry you to his plush bed with the satin sheets.

He’d sit you on his lap or between his legs and he’d hold you tight while you hold your breath.

He smelled like sin incarnate; so intoxicating and teasing and you were afraid you’d get drunk on him if you breathed in too much.

You’d normally quickly pull away, face burning red and chest heaving and he’d simply stare at you in confusion.

But confusion’s a strong word… He’s what some might call a uh- “actor”.

He’s well aware of your quickening heartbeat; the arousal was practically dripping off your soul and if he were any other demon, he’d probably pin you down on the bed and take you the way he wants you.

But he wasn’t just any demon; he’s Lucifer Morningstar.

And this cocky motherfucker had a nasty habit of teasing.

You were lounging in Lucifer’s room again that day. The other boys were doing their own things so you were left to your own devices with the eldest. You were somewhat repressing your feelings for him- I mean, he’s this almighty being, the literal Avatar of Pride, why in Diavolo’s name would he ever be attracted to a simple, weak human? Right?

Right…

Your eyes would wander from your D.D.D screen, linger on his form and your collar would feel too tight around your neck. For some reason, you wanted something else wrapped around your neck. Unbeknownst to you, Lucifer was well aware of your stare; in fact, he would steal glances at your lying form on his bed. He was all alone with you, he was done with the work Diavolo assigned to him and now he was getting quite… bored. He watched as your thighs rubbed together ever so deliciously when the most brilliant idea popped into his mind.

He made a show of filing the papers away into one of the many drawers his desk had and he took his sweet time in walking toward you. Your hair splayed against the sheets, your body looked tiny in his king-sized bed. Your eyes were demure but he could see past the faux innocence; A little devil disguised as the purest of angels. He smiled at you as he reached down to lift you effortlessly into the air before sitting you down on his lap.

You were straddling him.

You sucked a sharp breath through your teeth; well fuck it all then. You were trying so hard to not fall victim to his charms but being in such close proximity to his boyish smirk and those ruby eyes of his that were… Absolutely mesmerizing. You tried to calm your racing heart but you could feel your body heat up in more ways than one.

Before Lucifer could even tease you, he felt it. The light thrum, a sort of pulse rhythmically beat lightly against his upper thigh; it was such a faint feeling, he almost missed it. His eyes widened ever so slightly, he scanned your face for any trace of embarrassment or even discomfort but your shallow breathing indicated otherwise.

A low chuckle rumbles in his chest as he grabs your face in one of his large hands, “Well, then… What’s with the look on your face, my dear?” His voice made the fire burning in your core burn hotter. You were stuttering a lousy excuse as he nodded mindlessly.

The pulsing only grew stronger, quite frankly. It was irregular and he quickly grew addicted to the feeling of it. You couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped your lips. An airy sound akin to a whine that had his devilish grin grow wider. Your arms snake up to wrap around his neck and you wriggle around helplessly as Lucifer made no move to push you off. You whined about how embarrassed you were but he could tell from your body that… Well, you were far from embarrassed. You seemed to actually enjoy this.

He bucks his thigh up and the sound you made…

Well, well well… Who knew you were capable of sounding so much sweeter?

Mammon:

Mammon could go one or two ways with you. He could either be incredibly clingy; he’d say that only he deserves cuddle privileges, only he gets to take you out on joyrides, only he gets to do things with you because why? Because he’s the Great Mammon, your First Man, obviously.

Or, he could also be the colder than the fucking icy tundras. He’d feign disinterest in you and whatnot but don’t let him fool you; Seeing you look the way you do is almost always enough to drive him closer and closer off the edge and he’d have to excuse himself from the room you’re all in to deal with his little– big? – problem.

He was “forced” to babysit you the moment you walked into the Devildom but he grew incredibly fond of you. He bordered on obsessed, honestly.

He’d never admit that he seeks you out more than you seek him out.

You felt most comfortable with Mammon of all the brothers; You were able to hold his hand and you found refuge in his arms when you were scared.

You’d never admit it out loud, but he was your favorite.

And he’d never tell you but… you were his favorite too.

He’s much more easily flustered than his older brother and out of the seven, he ranks rather low on the seduction— not because he isn’t seductive!

He’s just so sweet and shy so he never gets to try his charm out on you.

You were pure like freshly fallen snow, as perfect as you were uncorrupted.

Holding back has proven to be a hefty task on his end but he’s managed to be the perfect best friend so far… He’s not weak-willed like his other brothers.

Instead… He’s greedy.

And the way your plush thighs peeked out from your tight little skirt made him want to devour you– body and soul.

Drinking isn't really your strong suit and Mammon learnt that the hard way; A few months after you came to the Devildom, he had taken you out to go bar hopping in hopes of using you as a scapegoat when he wanted to come home late. He very quickly regretted that decision when he had to drag you up the stairs of the House of Lamentation at 1 in the morning after you drank your water weight in expensive liquor. You puked in his car and the damage you had done to his wallet with all the drinks you had… It wasn’t worth it.

That was such a long time ago now though, surely you had gotten better at holding your liquor… right?

No. Mayday, mayday– Abort the mission!

In the crowded club, you were so intoxicated by the swaying bodies on the dance floor, the addictive burn of alcohol as you threw back shot after shot; Your body seemingly moved on its own to the heavy bass of the music.

You were sitting at a large booth and only you and Mammon had decided to go out that night. He had left begrudgingly to get more shots after you hogged the first round he had got. He specifically told you to stay put but when he had come back with a tray of about 6 different drinks, you were grinding up against some low level demon–

The way the bastard’s hands gripped tightly on your hips as he pressed his body up against yours– All Mammon could see was red.

He dropped the drinks on the booth table and stormed over. To your defense, though, the drinks were particularly strong that night! You couldn’t even deny the delicious burn of the way Mammon pulled your arm toward him. He was so strong, so capable of breaking you but choosing to be delicate with you like you were fine china…

You let him drag you away from your (equally drunk) dance partner. He forewent the drinks and dragged you to a quiet, secluded corner. His eyebrows were furrowed and his jaw ticked in uncontrollable jealousy. He glared down at your smaller frame; Fuck, the way your eyes glazed over in your drunken state. Your lips, parted in shallow breathing, glistened in the dim light of the club and it took everything in him to not kiss you in that moment.

“I told you to stay put. You could’ve been harassed by some drunk sicko.” His grip on your bicep never relaxed, if anything it tightened as he raked his eyes hungrily over your body…

By chance, your legs give out. You stumble into his arms and he’s quick to catch you, of course, but your thighs envelope one of his legs and he freezes up. Your hands grip onto his forearm lightly to balance yourself and the way you glance up at him so shyly– He thanks every good thing in the Devildom for the dim lights and he turns away to keep his growing problem under tight wraps. He’s about to push you away from him until he catches it– the way your breathing hitched and the rapidly quickening beating of your heart.

Throbbing. Light thrumming against his jean-clad thighs.

You would’ve visibly seen the way he gulped but you couldn’t even catch it with how intoxicated you were. You were too focused on suppressing the moan threatening to rip out your throat to notice the way his eyes darkened with lust. His thigh rubbed against you so delectably– Pupils dilated, he smirks hungrily at you. You smelled so sweet.

Maybe just for tonight, you’d forgive him for wanting to be more than your best friend.

He shakes your hands off lightly and places them against the wall behind you, ultimately caging you under him, “(MC)... You like this don’t you? Being in the arms of the Great, Strong Mammon…”

You couldn’t help but melt into his arms as you felt one of his hands snake around your waist.

You’d never kiss and tell but you did wake up in his bed the very next morning…

Leviathan:

Levi’s a very shy boy; He doesn’t do it on purpose, he just feels that you might enjoy the attention of other men is all and… Well, a thought process like that has long lasting effects on a person’s self esteem!

What you aren’t aware of though, is the complete 180 he does when he’s Grand Admiral Leviathan.

Your shy boy melts away and is completely unrecognizable and quite frankly; it’s such a sight.

You never see his serious side. He’s envious, too aware of the difference in respect he gets as Admiral Leviathan and as Otaku Levi.

He met you during his down time– he didn’t really tend to Hell’s Navy as much and he didn’t want you to expect that side all the time.

Levi found it simpler to be the shy, awkward one.

So you, unbeknownst to him, fell in love with the shy, awkward Levi.

You never let your blossoming feelings for him affect the way you treated him. There were obviously days when he made the coil in your stomach tighten from some small act of skinship–

In a way, you felt a tad embarrassed and pathetic even about getting off on the bare minimum from him…

You weren’t aware of how he was doing the exact same thing.

Every night he’d invite you to play video games with him or binge watch an anime and he’d always have to excuse himself at some point.

You were quite the cuddler so you’d climb onto his lap to cuddle him once you started getting sleepy.

He’d almost always push you off lightly about 20 minutes into your tired cuddles to go to the washroom.

He’d always come back sweatier and with flushed cheeks.

At times, Levi gets a little frustrated; Why can’t he be more assertive? If he tried a little more with you, your friendship would have already turned into something more by now…

Don’t worry though, Levi… You don’t have to worry about making the first move.

Game nights with Levi always turned into more of you watching Levi play games on his computer as you relaxed in his bathtub. You loved seeing him so focused; It was the only way you got to catch a glimpse of serious Levi; and serious Levi made you feel some type of way. His grip on his mouse, the way his fingers flexed and moved oh so nimbly across the keyboard of his desktop setup– You start wondering how else he could put his skilled hands to use.

You laid back on his plush blankets, your head resting on his Ruri-chan body pillow as loud music you could only describe as a combat soundtrack boomed on his speakers. He was in a long round of the game he was obsessing over and you were getting really bored; scrolling on your D.D.D could only entertain you for so long.

You were on Devilgram and you stumbled upon a trend of sorts. It was a pretty simple concept on paper: Play a sexy song, walk over to your significant other, or your best friend in this case, and sit on their lap. Okay. You could totally do that.

Boy were you wrong.

You decided to do it when Levi won the most recent round he had joined. You could finish it in 2 minutes tops anyways. Putting on a random playlist, you slowly walk over to the third born. He had his back towards you so you decided to have a little fun with the trend. Grazing a hand on the nape of his neck, you felt him tense up under your touch, “W-Woah! (MC)!” He yelped, spinning around to look at you with a bright blush on his face. Your smile was demure, you raise a finger to your lips and motioned for him to stay quiet. Your other hand was busy playing around with the fabric of his collar. My, he was heating up so quickly.

He was silent and stiff as a board (In more ways than one). His eyes stay locked on your face; He was afraid that if he looked at the way you were touching him, he’d implode. Shallow pants and quiet music played in the air, you were having a grand old time messing with him. You circled him and paused when you stood between his spread legs. You could feel your confidence falter when you saw how intensely he stared at you like you held his world in the palm of your hand.

Oh shit.

You hesitate, your hand that was trailing up and down his forearm paused and you swear, you heard a shameless whine from him. You eye him down and take a shaky breath; You’ve already gone this far… Might as well…

You push him further back into his gaming chair as you sit on his lap, your arms hanging off his shoulders. Your face was dangerously close to his, “Hey, Levi… I-” Your throat was dry and you couldn’t look at him without feeling the blood rush to your cheeks. Your body warmed like a teapot; you were worried you started developing a fever of sorts.

“W-W-What is all this about, (MC)—”

As he stuttered out a sentence, he couldn’t help but focus on the sensations he felt. He was hyper aware of his heavy breathing, your honeyed voice was almost too much for him to handle. Every micromovement was exemplified tenfold and he… could feel you.

The light beating against his thigh, like a faint heartbeat. He felt blood rush down south at the very thought of what it could mean.

However, that leaves him in an awful predicament; What should he do in this situation?! What in the world had gotten into you?! He could almost feel the way your chest rose up and down, almost against his own and the way he could hold you if he just had the guts to–

He recalled an adult anime he watched quite recently… Funny how similar the situation was– How did it end again? Oh– The sex scene–

“H-Hello? Earth to Levi? I said I saw this trend on Devilgram—Holy shit! Levi, your nose!”

You had kept your eyes on his chest, too shy to meet his gaze from the utter embarrassment you felt from what you just pulled but the moment you look up, you see— drip, drip, drip–

He was having one of the most intense nosebleeds you’ve ever seen.

What started as a silly little trend turned into you, panicking as you rushed around the house trying to tend to Poor Levi and his bleeding nose.

Don’t ever ask him why his nose started bleeding though… He took care of his other issue the moment you stopped fretting…

What he’d give to have you sit on his lap like that again…

[obxjj]

the way we heal | jj maybank

- pairings: jj maybank x reader

- summary: people deal with trauma in different ways but it seems that jj thinks you don't care about the loss of your friends and deep down himself but he just needs to understand that people heal in their own time and through their own meanings, he just needed to be reassured of it. kinda pre season 2 ep 1 give ot take

- warning(s): really motherfucking angsty and swearing. mention of substance abuse

- wc: 2.2k :))))

a/n: all my fics the pogues and reader are the age 17/18 only because that's more comfortable for me to write. its been a long long time since i have wrote something so sorry for and spelling errors

People tend to deal with trauma differently. It could be resulting to crying you eyes out until you can’t breath and you can’t see through your tears clouding your eyes. Drinking until your liver wants to shut down and you whole body is so numb that yourself and everyone around you is so tuned out that you can’t function. Resulting to drugs to either feel something or not to feel anything at all. Or to have something to blame your actions on from yourself acting out simply because you don’t know how to handle the situation of a friend dying.

See you on the other hand dealt with it internally or the whim and feeling of not accepting death. Maybe it was your subconscious talking wanting you not to accept or maybe it was the gut feeling that you always got telling you that they were actually alive and have survived that storm that ‘supposedly’ had swept them away because “no body was found”.

This ‘gut feeling’ had always been right in many life or death situations. Or even just you picking out an outfit that you were unsure of whether it was going to get the boys attention that you had a crush on. It did indeed get his attention that night because that’s how you ended up loosing your virginity that night but that’s besides the point.

The best way you could describe it was like when people would do personality tests and it would ask “are you controlled by your heart or what you feel” probably not those exact words but you get the point. I felt with my feelings if my gut said yes then it was a yes.

Since the night that John B and Sarah had ‘died’ your gut had been telling you the opposite. That they were in fact not dead. As Big John use to say when you were a kid, you can never kill a Routledge. At the time it seemed like bullshit but now it was starting to grow on you.

However now your two friends were presumed dead and not everyone dealt with trauma like you did. Some would even go as far to say that you didn’t actually give a fuck that your friends were dead because you hadn’t cried or you hadn’t drunk yourself into a state of no return or resulted to smoking weed every single day and spray painted ‘murder’ on Ward Cameron’s estate. But at least Kiara wasn’t lying.

But the thing was you hadn’t cried because you couldn’t, you quite literally hated crying because it made you feel weak. Even if you tried and you tried your hardest but nothing came. At this point you could go as far as denial. This gut feeling was like getting hit by a semi truck every time a thought came into your head questioning maybe they were dead. Maybe they did get swept away at sea and never to return.

Your gut feeling was simply not letting you mourn the loss of John B and Sarah and now everyone thought you were an emotionless bitch. I mean they were right to a point but not the whole point.

So that brought you to current day driving around the Cut and night playing fucking real life Where’s Wally but its Where’s JJ Maybank because he’s blacked out drunk somewhere and now you’re on a rescue mission. Not like you had done enough of those in the last few weeks.

About an hour ago your phone rang and it was JJ asking you to come pick him up since somehow he had now idea where he had ended up and was too far gone to put together his surroundings. Well that’s what you had assumed he said since you had to decipher his slurred words.

At this point you had driven around the whole island and gone to every hid out spot that he would go smoke at or to just get away from everyday life. You had gone to all but one place. Where you avoiding that particular house because it held so many memories, plus the fact you hadn’t been near the place since shit hit rock bottom. Yes? But it was the highest chance that JJ was sitting on that dock with his legs swinging over it with a beer in hand.

Well you were right. As you walked down the old dock to where JJ was sitting it was if you could feel all the emotions, thoughts and disbelief crawling their way up your skin from the ground you were walking on. But that gut feeling was like a wave of fire, burning it all the way back to the ground.

“I don’t know why I just didn’t look here first. I should have known aye” you half heartedly said trying to keep the conversation light since you didn’t know what state JJ was going to be in. From the huff you got in response told you he wasn’t in the mood to talk.

“How much have you had J?” You asked with concern but still trying to keep you voice light and less reprimanding because you knew he was in a too fragile state for you to be angry.

“Does it even matter how much Iv had. I don’t feel shit anymore” he replied back with his words straight forward and sobered.

“Well have you even given yourself a break for your body to sober up for you to even feel the effects of it? Or have you still been going since yesterday when I saw you? J its not going to do shit if you don’t give it a rest for at least a day or so” you said back trying you best to keep you and your voice as calm as possible. You fucking hated seeing JJ like this, you would never say it to his face but fuck it just reminded you of his dad when he got into states like this. Until the last week you had never seen JJ this bad. But could you blame him.

“You just don’t get it do you” JJ was now facing you and by the tone of his voice you had unintentionally struck a nerve that you were actively avoiding. “Why did you even fucking come if you’re just going to tell me how I should cope. Do you even care that JB has gone? He was our best fucking friend. He was my fucking brother my only family! And he’s fucking gone just like his old man. You haven’t even shed a tear y/n. You’re just acting like nothing had happened. Do you even care!” JJ was now on his feet breathing heavily and his jaw so clenched you’re surprised his teeth haven’t broken

“J, please do not yell at me right now” you asked with your voice shaking trying to hold back something that was bubbling at the surface. Was it anger or was it the water works that desperately needed to be let out.

JJ started to walk back up the dock, showing that he was done with this conversation that he could have avoided if he didn’t ask you in the first place to come pick him up. Deep down he knew that you would be the only one to come and get him, he just wasn’t as good at showing his gratefulness due to the alcohol that was numbing him.

“JJ just wait please, please don’t walk away” You stood back up and starting walking after him quick on the backs of his feet. He halted his tracks and turned around to look at you with a pained look in his face, as you got up close you could see his eyes stained red. Either from crying or the linger of weed still in his system.

“What could you possibly want to say y/n. I really thought you would be the last person not to care about this” JJ was now right up in your face and his voice was holding back trying his best not to yell. But that last sentence had taken you back.

“You think I don’t care JJ!” now you starting yelling “of course I give a shit JJ our friends are gone, they are not fucking here. I know it might not seem that I don’t care. But just because I’m not crying my eyes out every hour or drinking myself into a state where I don’t now where the fuck I am or getting high that I spray paint on any wall I see” your breath was now battling to come to the surface because you were talking so fast.

“Just because Im not doing any of those things doesn’t mean I don’t care JJ! People deal with this shit differently and you need to understand that” you breathed out trying to grasp for air again “the thing is JJ I have this annoying gut feeling thats telling me that John B and Sarah are not dead, and its literally preventing me to mourn them. I have convinced myself that they are alive and I can’t fucking mourn non dead people J. I don’t know how to fucking explain it”

“Well why didn’t you just tell us that” he replied after bit letting your whole rant sink into his brain, weaving its way through the alcohol that was clouding it.

“Because JJ! Even saying that out loud I sound fucking crazy, like I’m in a deep pit of denial. The thing is I’m far from denial. Yes I know there is a massive fucking fat chance that they are dead and have been food for the sharks” you exclaimed

“Don’t make it worse y/n” JJ shook his head not very happy with your choice of words

“Okay yeah sorry bad wording. Im sorry” you lowered your head in sorrow wanting to slap yourself in the face for trying to make jokes out of trauma.

“So its not that I don’t care J, trust me I do care. But John B and Sarah are not physically here with us and I cant physically care for them right now. But when we see them can do that”

“Y/n -“ JJ tried to get a word in but you hadn’t finished

“Don’t JJ. We will see them again” you put an emphasis on ‘will’ “I trust my gut and even you know that when I get a gut feeling that it’s always been right. Correct?”

“Yes but -“ he tried to get another word in but you needed him to listen.

“JJ I care about you. I care about Kiara and Pope. You guys are physically here for me to care for. The thing is I haven’t spoken to Kie since she’s with Pope half the time and I have spoken to Pope since he’s with Kid half the time and you? I can’t speak to you because your too far gone in beers to for me to even get a coherent conversation in” This was such an over due conversation to be had, you were now on the verge of hyperventilating. You needed JJ to hear this. Fully sober would have been better but half sober is the best you’re gonna get.

“JJ I understand if that’s how you’re going to deal with all of this but you can’t throw yourself completely away. We need you. I need you JJ. I can’t have you going off the deep end and then we loose you too. You need to be here for when we get John B back. He will need you for when he’s back”. The water works that you had been holding back had finally been released and trust it to be in front of JJ. He was your fucking rock, you couldn’t loose him. No way that would be your last day on earth if that were to happen.

“I-. Im sorry. I’m just so fucking lost y/n. I don’t know what the fuck to do. You’re always at work and Kie and Pope are god knows where. I just want this to go away so fucking bad. All this pain, I feel like I have no one” JJ was now crying to and gripping your waist as is you could float away into the air

“I know JJ, but you have us you have always had us. But you have to be so stubborn sometimes that you won’t let us in and help, you won’t let me in a help you” you had JJ’s face in your hands making him look at you so he knew you meant every single word. “I’m so sorry if you didn’t think I cared and I wasn’t there to help you, I just deal with this shit in a different way. Just like every single other person. We all heal differently and that’s okay. It dosent mean we care less. It doesn’t mean I care less”

Now there you and JJ stand on the dock leading off the chateau both in each others embrace purging the pain that’s both been locked up inside you for so long. The past you and JJ had people really didn’t tend to understand but neither did you. But you would always find your way back to each other at the end of the day. Despite the fights you had in the past and the days you would be at each others throats screaming at each other to the days you would be secretly stealing a glance at him because you just couldn’t help yourself.

You would always be there to help him take the pain away and he was always be there to do the same for you.

[ofdarklands]

9 to 16 for mitr'a? 👁👁

job has been suspiciously silent today so here it is

PLEASE NOTE i am literally just starting the post sb quests so i can already tell where things will be changing... i don’t know how yet though...

under read more because long

9. How do they deal with their fame? Has it changed their relationship with their loved ones? Have they ever been tempted to use their fame for selfish reasons?

- he ignored it at first, slowly started to realize the size of it when people started opening doors to it, and hit him fully when aymeric walked in like ‘hearteyes motherfucker’ and accepted a deal because it was him. now, he tries to just power through the overblown reactions like he didn’t hear them. it does help that thanks to accidentaly creating himself a secret identity, he can just change clothes and posture and go be Just Some Dude*. still, he spends a good amount of his time listening to stories and histories and songs, he can intuit how these things work. the higher they go...

*as the hand/land classes quests continue though he’s actually starting to be recognized in different ways anyway which is somewhat annoying though

- his mother and sisters back in the black shroud have absolutely no clue as they haven’t seen him in years, and don’t actually know him that well anyway. if they knew about the wol thing the reaction would be something like... “him??? are you sure? his only topic is plants”

- i suppose he has used his ‘i am but a humble botanist’ license combined with his natural stealth to just wander into hostile fortresses and areas repeatedly and for various reasons, and doesn’t intend to stop

10. How do they deal with the pressure of being a or the Warrior of Light? Do they have a ritual to relax and recenter themselves?

the things is, his main job is botanist, closelly followed by, well, all the land/hand classes. he’s not even a registered adventurer. being the WoL has become an expensive, dangerous, high adrenaline hobby for him so generally, he is here because he wants to and is having a great time! really! if he dies it’s on him!

sometimes though you just gotta go and *grits teeth* rip out invasive weeds with great prejudice while imagining they’re lolorito and then hit some rocks for good measure. you know how it is

11. How do they deal with the knowledge that they’re not immortal but the world will always face some kind of danger? Have they made their peace with not being able to save everyone?

yeah, it’s fine. he’s doing it now, someone else did it before and eventually someone else will do it afterward, and in any case he’ll be dead. *victory sign emoji*

12. What do they think about redemption and forgiveness? Would they forgive an enemy? Would they forgive themselves?

there are things you can be forgiven but still have to pay for. but, yes, he supposes. if it helps

13. Of all the dungeons they explored and the trials they faced, which one left the best memories?

sky pirates sky pirates sky pirates. the ff14 version of an oldie dnd adventure. no thinking just kill stylish demons with the stylish pirate gang, and there’s a giant ship made of coffins and evil. baller. the scions never even learned about this one, this was a private party. the music was very good as well

he also, obviously, loved the arboretum. he goes back often, both there and to the sharlayan library. i mean, if they’re just gonna leave all those books lying there, don’t mind if he does right?

14. Is there any NPC from the game they would consider as a mentor?

a mentor? no, i don’t think so. he gets along great with cid? he does consider some people to be the Authorities in their Field though and as such what they say pretty much goes, but that’s not exactly mentorship

15. How do they feel about the Ascians?

fascinating hermit crab motherfuckers. how do they get to 10 thousand years old and make less interesting monologues than gaius and zenos and the... the crystal braves traitor fuck. they’re SO annoying to kill. where do they even keep coming from

16. Tell us about the two major events from MSQ that left the deepest emotional scars on your WoL.

1) well, for him, moenbryda's death, the end of the crystal tower raids and the Ul’dah Event all happened in the same week. so. that was a fun one! ul’dah confirmed for Worst Place, where not only is it dry, ugly, and unpleasant, but you also can’t trust anyone. he’s only willingly stepping there again if it’s for a primal

1+) after the hw poisoning he’s not ever eating or drinking something he hasn’t gathered and prepared himself ever again either. has become a master in seeming like he’s eating so he doesn’t offend. m’naago’s mom’s celebratory dinner has been his hardest test yet

2) he understands and respects self sacrifice, but, being the one jumping face first into danger is literally what he’s here for. maybe don’t everyone teleport into the death dimension at once leaving him on the run with 2 kids, or maybe just trip him and make him fall on his face instead of throwing themselves in front of the magic missile. please.

[sakurology]

could you do the nsfw alphabet for atsumu please? thank you :)

Aw shit, here we go again...

NSFW Alphabet: Miya Atsumu

gn!reader focused

A/N: She hasn’t written in awhile but you know what I’m proud of it- lol be nice to me or I’ll leave forever jk I won’t but still be nice to me ily 💕 Atsumu is a menace I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Obviously nasty below the cut so if you’re a kid fuck off

𝕬 - 𝕬𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊

He’s not the best, but certainly not the worst. He will take care of you, but… only after he takes care of himself first. Usually that just means he needs to take a shower. Once he does, he’s free to supply cuddles until you both fall asleep.

𝕭 - 𝕭𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝕻𝖆𝖗���

He has abs so solid you could make a sharkcoochie board on them. That’s all I’m going to say about that.

𝕮 - 𝕮𝖚𝖒

When Atsumu cums… he cums hard. It’s like having an out of body experience- every nerve cell in his body is firing off as he tenses up, digging his nails into whatever flesh he can grab, and grinding his heels into the surface supporting him. He bites down so hard his teeth grind involuntarily as his face contorts in a strained statuesque vision. One low growl from deep in his chest comes out through gritted teeth as he sputters out mixtures of “that’s it,” and “don’t you dare fucking stop.”

The orgasm face of Atsumu Miya is one of the 7 wonders of the world.

𝕯 - 𝕯𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝕾𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙

It’s not a secret per se, but he’s been exposed and clowned for eating ass… so he doesn’t wanna talk about it.

𝕰 - 𝕰𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊

So contrary to popular belief, I don’t think he’s that experienced... he’s just lucky! (Lmaoooo all of his experience is based on like 2 actual people that he maybe got to second base with (he says third but come on we know he’s lying) and then a litany of porn. Poor thing just wants some coochie I AM HERE KING and he has no trouble finding it, he just never seals the deal. He’s someone who just kind of, knows what to do naturally. He’s able to read someone’s body by touch alone, and so he knows what you like right off the bat based on how you react. He might try a couple of things at the start to see what really makes you squirm, but once he’s got it... holy hell has he ever got it.

𝕱 - 𝕱𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝕻𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

I hate to say how easy this was- but I KNOW Atsumu is a guy who prefers doggy. I see him as a hair puller, so this is perfect for him. I also could see him being into mirrors, and this is the perfect position to make you look at what he’s doing to you, especially while he’s pulling your head back by your hair. He especially likes gripping his thumbs into the smalls of your back (he crosses his arms bc saw it in a porn once and he thinks it makes him look cool), and when he’s INTO it, he likes to smack your ass to encourage you.

𝕲 - 𝕲𝖔𝖔𝖋𝖞

Is goofy by accident. Like will sometimes try throwing in something new with his normal dirty talk that completely throws you off. He hates when you laugh at him for it, but you find it endearing.

𝕳 - 𝕳𝖆𝖎𝖗

I’m gonna… say something so controversial yet so bold:

What hair?

And yes I mean that. Smooth. He waxes. Monthly. No hair. (Besides like… legs and armpits… yah he doesn’t touch those) Naked mole rat dick but fuck it he’s Atsumu motherfucking Miya he can do what he wants.

𝕴 - 𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖈𝖞

While he’s not the most... romantic in general per se, he does want to make you feel appreciated. He’s very eager to get his, but he won’t allow himself to unless you have already. It takes restraint, but he cools himself down by having you get on top, or by leaving lingering kisses anywhere he can, saying you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever laid eyes on.

𝕵 - 𝕵𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝕺𝖋𝖋

When he’s away from you he loves to send you videos of himself or FaceTime you. He gets you worked up enough to join him no matter where you are. He just needs to see you, he needs you to see him stroking his cock to the thought of you- he can’t cum without you telling him to.

𝕶 - 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖐

I have to get this out but I KNOW he’s nasty. I imagine Atsumu as a huge dirty talker and also someone who’s into spitting. Both of those are just clear in my brain... like he would be pundinng you from behind, spit on your back, and then call you a slut all in 3 seconds flat but the way that you would cream? Ugh insanity he needs to be arrested he needs to be stopped

𝕷 - 𝕷𝖔𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

Since he’s got money now- he’s a big fan of ordering Uber XLs or even just hiring a driver for a night on the town as a flex. But he especially loves telling his driver to put up the window partition while he annihilates you in the backseat. I just think he’s a fan of car sex in general- it just does it for him.

𝕸 - 𝕸𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

Loves to hear his name. Whether you’re moaning it or screaming it like it’s the only word you know, he’s always going to ask you who you belong to, and the answer is always Atsumu.

𝕹 - 𝕹𝖔!

He totally eats ass. He’s just not gonna tell anyone bc he told Osamu ONCE and now his contact name is ASStumu and he lives in fear of that getting out.

𝕺 - 𝕺𝖗𝖆𝖑

Sloppppppyyyyyy. Loves giving ~slightly~ more than receiving, simply bc he loves the sight of seeing his spit dripping down your thighs while he goes down on you. Loves eye contact when you’re going down on him.

𝕻 - 𝕻𝖆𝖈𝖊

Though I wouldn’t say he’s super experienced, I know he’s relentless. He fucks. Literally just fucks. Not in the sense that he only treats you like a hole bc yikes, but in the sense that he just goes the speeds of fast or faster. There’s no slow with him.

𝕼 - 𝕼𝖚𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖎𝖊

Yeah. Lots of them. Anywhere, anytime. Particularly for him, a lot of them end up being in his car, simply because you’ll be out somewhere and the mood strikes. He’ll quickly take you out to the car for a few minutes, slut you out, and then return to the function like nothing happened. You’ve had many a quickie in a bathroom or closet in a party as well. When he wants you, he wants you, so he’s not afraid to take you.

𝕽 - 𝕽𝖎𝖘𝖐

Not as much of a risk-taker as people think. Mostly because he wants to protect you. He would hate for someone to see you in such a compromising position… but also, you’ve had your fair share of quickies in the bathrooms of various wedding receptions, so he’s lying.

𝕾 - 𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆

Can last a decent amount of time, if he spreads it out over multiple rounds. I’m general, he can probably go about 2 or 3 rounds without needing a break. More if you draw out foreplay with him. He’s a pleaser, so really how long he lasts is up to you. He’s got the power and control to hold off on is own release until he’s certain you absolutely can’t take anymore.

𝕿 - 𝕿𝖔𝖞

One of those mfs who gets you the mold of his dick as a toy for your birthday for when he’s away because according to him “you’ll be so needy while I’m gone”

I hate him so much but I would use that shit every day he knows what he’s doing I’m so upset

𝖀 - 𝖀𝖓𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖗

Speaking of being needy- he loves to egg you on when you are. He knows all the buttons to push, but he’ll never actually make the move until you’re begging. And of course he loves to turn that around in you, hitting you with that “god, ya just can’t get enough of me, can ya?”

𝖁 - 𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖚𝖒𝖊

He’s more of a talker than a moaner. Not necessarily loud in bed- but very, very vocal. Commanding of you in a good way, and will definitely show his appreciation through praise.

𝖂 - 𝖂𝖎𝖑𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖉

Actually has a Cosmo subscription bc he likes trying all the strange and obscure sex positions in the articles. Also likes taking the quizzes, and will casually have you do them with him at breakfast.

𝖃 - 𝖃-𝕽𝖆𝖞

he’s a little on the thicker side. Its probably a good 7 inches, so it’s enough to fill you, add in the stretch of his girth and it’s a good, mild burn when he first goes in, but he fills you just enough without it being way too much. He’s a shower, so he doesn’t get much longer, but you have a lot to work with. He also has a cute freckle on his left inner thigh.

𝖄 - 𝖄𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌

His sex drive is on the higher end, but really only when he’s in his off season. When he’s actively playing in games, he tries to curb his appetite a bit because he believes in the superstition that sex messes with players’ stamina on the court.

𝖅 - 𝖅𝖟𝖟

He’s gonna knock out, but not until he showers. He ALWAYS showers after. The water soothes his muscles and by the time he’s done it’s lights out.

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[talkingtea]

Let’s get a few things straight.

1. GG and La are not getting a divorce. Get over yourselves.

2. GG’s family does not have an issue with CP. This is a narrative you and your desperate followers have made up with ZERO evidence to back it.

3. GG has not and will not date CP. Very understandable when two people have chemistry onscreen to ship them but it quickly becomes toxic when you start to attack his family and act as if no one like his costar.

4. LA is not using G. It’s funny you are bothered by two people who love each other regardless of it fits your narrative of what that should like.

5. Attacking family members and friends is truly pathetic and beyond toxic. There are no facts behind majority of the things said on here. This has went on long enough. Stop the lying and suspicion over people you don’t even know or have never even had a conservation with.

6. Why lie about someone sending you a conversation that supposedly showed LA conversing with a stranger? Seriously?

7. Where is this GG doesn’t support CP even from? It’s laughable at best. You don’t even know the real behind anything. You don’t even know her to keep defending her in this way.

I’m glad you got your 5 minutes of fame or whatever you think this is and very sad you continue to speak on people you don’t even know.

Oooh look, a list! Somebody clearly had some time today. Well guess what boo, it’s your lucky day because we got some time too.

1. Ok, fine. They can stay married and Grant can continue to look like he’s having his soul sucked out of him. Doesn’t actually make us any difference.

2. Except there is actually evidence that we’ve talked about extensively so you can either go back and find it or continue to be loud and wrong. Again, doesn’t actually make us any difference.

3. Trust us, we know Grant and Candice aren’t going to date and thank God for that. We wouldn’t wish Grant’s wishy washy, non-supportive, self-involved ass on anybody much less Candice. Doesn’t mean we’re going to stop talking about his very messy past actions. Rest assured if the only thing that existed between Grant and Candice this blog would have never existed in the first place.

4. We stopped reading after you said LA doesn’t use Grant. That is literally the dumbest and most factually incorrect thing we’ve ever read and we’ve read Trump tweets before.

5. If we’ve had anything to say about any family member it’s because they choose to put their business on a PUBLIC social media site. Weezy’s page is private the only time we even mention her is when LA posts her on her page. Jon is a different story and he could also be private if he wanted to, but clearly he chooses not to be. Now if you’re in your feelings about what we’ve said about Judy being a maid/cook/Juni’s caretaker or Tom being a Trump supporter that gives off racist vibes then you can just be mad about it.

7. We don’t have to lie. Besides that proof just FURTHER confirmed something we already knew. Actions gave away LA knowing (and reacting) to what we said long before a couple of screenshots did.

8. It came from Candice having to deal with racist hate to this motherfucking day and us being able to count on one hand the amount times Grant has acknowledged and/or spoke up to defend her. It comes from the time he liked a comment saying her character should have been killed off and instead of doing what was necessary to squash that and defend her, he spent all day trying to save his own ass. It comes from the times where he should have been promoting his character’s black family but then suddenly and conveniently it was time for him to take a hiatus from social media so he managed to never, at any point, have anything on his main page promoting Barry, Iris and their children. Would you like us to keep going or is that enough examples for you? Because we’ve got plenty more.

And it’s really cute that you think we’re famous but we’re not LA so we’re not desperately chasing something we’re never going to have. Now, we’re so happy you got that off your chest and we hope you feel better, however, since we don’t actually care about what you think or how butthurt you are about we say we‘re going to go back to regularly scheduled program. You can just treat the 5 minutes we spent giving you the attention you so desperately wanted as a gift. Merry late Christmas to you.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 294: A Half-Assed Escape

Previously on BnHA: Mirio was all “SURPRISE I’M BACK THANKS TO OUR RESIDENT SEVEN-YEAR-OLD WHO RECENTLY EARNED HER BACHELOR’S OF BEING A TOTAL BADASS.” Kacchan was all, “you know what, Dabi’s been trending long enough, time to remind the fandom what a real G looks like,” and he blasted his little bleeding body back into the fray and was all “FROM HERE ON OUT CALL ME DYNAMIGHT!!” Mirio was all, “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... oh, you’re serious,” and Kacchan was all “!!”, and so that’s the story of how my son got murdered twice in one day. Meanwhile in the Todoroki Drama Zone, Deku was all “STOP MURDERING MY FRIEND” and Dabi was all “THAT’S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS” and fandom had a whole big debate about Whether Or Not Dabi Trying To Murder Deku’s Friends And Mentors Is Any Of Deku’s Business, which went exactly how you think it went. Anyway, so then Deku yelled at Dabi, and Endeavor was all moved by his manly words and randomly went to go uppercut Machia in the chin. And, seeing as how the Momoserum finally chose that exact moment to kick in, Machia is now down for the count.

Today on BnHA: The Miriosquad handles the Nearly High End Noumus, freeing up Jeanist to jasphyxiate (okay that one doesn’t really work so well) the rest of the League. Compress is all “TIME FOR THIS MILD-MANNERED SIDE CHARACTER VILLAIN TO SHINE”, except that by “shine” what he actually means is “use his quirk to punch a literal hole right through his own ass to free himself.” The rest of the chapter is basically just a back and forth between him and Jeanist, with Jeanist trying to recapture him, and Compress repeatedly thwarting him by chopping more holes out of himself because HE’S FRESH OUT OF FUCKS, AND THE ONES AT THE STORE ARE ALL SOLD OUT, MOTHERFUCKERS. Anyway, so with Compress basically dying and all, Horikoshi is all “you know what that means”, and delivers a freshly-baked villain flashback revealing that Compress is a descendant of Harima Ouji, a.k.a. the Peerless Thief, a.k.a. some famous guy whom Gentle mentioned this one time for like two seconds back in the day. The chapter ends with Compress finally demasking himself and dumping Tomura back onto the ground, a.k.a. The Worst Possible Place For Tomura To Be. ( •﹏•)

WHY IS CRUST HERE YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD

-- OH WAIT, SHIT. OH

AIZAWAAAA you’re alive and receiving medical help thank GOD. HOW MANY EYES DO YOU HAVE. AND MIRKO!! HOW MANY LIMBS DO YOU HAVE, OMG

so is this Aizawa dreaming about Crust’s final moments, then?? jesus. with All Due Respect to Crust’s memory, does Aizawa not already have enough misplaced guilt on his conscience as it is?? “nope, we’re gonna keep piling it on. that’s all he is now. three limbs, an indeterminate number of eyes, sexy hair, and Guilt” well shit

motherfucker y’all really out here placing an oxygen mask on Gran Torino’s corpse. fucking shounen characters. each one comes with a lifetime warranty

DAMN YOU HORIKOSHI WHY DO YOU KEEP SHOWING THESE CLOSE-UPS OF HAWKS’S UNCONSCIOUS FACE ALL WHUMPED OUT AND EXHAUSTED. HOW MUCH MORE OF THIS ARE WE GOING TO GET. ARE YOU PLANNING ON KILLING ME WITH THE UPCOMING CONVALESCENCE ARC, BECAUSE IF SO, AT LEAST HAVE THE DECENCY TO TELL ME AHEAD OF TIME SO I CAN MAKE A WILL

for a moment I considered going back and checking my previous recaps to count how many times I’ve already made a joke about Dabi’s fire incinerating Hawks’s wings but not touching so much as a hair on his five o’clock shadow, so that I could calculate whether or not I could possibly get away with making that same joke one more time. but then I realized I could just do it in this kind of roundabout way I’m doing right now instead. so there you have it

FFFFFFFMT LADY AND MIDNIGHT NOOOOO

PLEASE BE ALIVE. PLEASE RESPECT THE SIGN ON THE FRONT OF THE BUILDING. THE ONE THAT SAYS “NO LADY CHARACTERS ALLOWED TO DIE”, WITH THE FINE PRINT AT THE BOTTOM “AT LEAST NOT UNTIL HORIKOSHI GIVES US LIKE TWENTY-SIX MORE OF THEM FIRST IF THAT’S THE WAY HE WANTS TO PLAY IT.” IT’S A GOOD SIGN, PLEASE RESPECT ITS WISHES!!

so anyway though, Jeanist is giving a speech about how god knows how many people all worked together to bring Machia down. and now RHA is getting in on those fabric puns too, I see. “A SINGLE STRAND MAY BE THIN BUT TOGETHER THEY FORM A STRONG ROPE” oh so you think you guys are funny eh? I’m a frayed knot

MEANWHILE EXCUSE ME BUT WHY ARE YOU FUCKING CRYING BLOOD, HOLY SHIT

fffffff. so much for him taking over as the Number One once all this is over. so let’s just recap real quick, because Horikoshi has long since made it clear that one of his plot goals for this arc is to wipe out every single member of the Billboard Top Ten. so how we doin?

Endeavor - was just figuratively eviscerated in front of the entire nation by his homicidal zombiepunk son. also burnt half to death and possibly down a lung. will almost certainly be forced to retire after this one way or the other

Hawks - lying prettily in a medical tent. wings status: gone. hair status: still perfect

Jeanist - WELL I THOUGHT HE WAS FINE BUT APPARENTLY HE’S OUT HERE DYING, JESUS CHRIST

Edgeshot - MIA, last seen fighting Re-Destro. I really want him to have kicked RD’s ass because fuck that guy, but realistically they probably fought to a draw at best

Mirko - alive but in critical condition and missing something like 1.5 limbs

Crust - dead, currently haunting Aizawa’s traumatized dreams. now he’s gonna be triggered the rest of his life by people giving him the thumbs up, THANKS A LOT

Kamui Woods - was set on fire which is His Weakness. thoughts and prayers

Wash - last seen floating hospital patients to safety as Tomura’s wave of decay descended towards him. probably dead ffff

Old Man Samurai - haven’t seen this fucker in a hot minute, who even knows where he’s wandered off to

Ryuukyuu - currently being treated for her wounds, looked pretty bad off. but it’s hard to tell how hurt she is since most of the injuries were acquired in her transformed state. SHE BETTER GET WELL SOON

anyways, so yeah. so much for the top ten. guess that’s another reason Horikoshi brought Mirio back now, huh

so there’s a big panel of everyone fighting the Noumu while Machia lies there all “blurgh.” good riddance my dude. it took like twenty chapters and a hundred people to stop this guy so I really fucking hope he stays down. you’ve had your fun

anyway so Jeanist is sending another steel thread towards Dabi! and he’s all “just a bit more!!” fklklj this is gonna go real well isn’t it

meanwhile Mirio’s fighting a Nearly High End with all of these weird rock formations jutting out of its skin. go on and kick his ass then, Mirio

“each of these guys is probably just as strong as the Noumu from Kyuushuu” hold on I thought Ujiko or Tomura or someone said that wasn’t the case? not that Mirio would know I suppose. anyways let’s just hope he’s wrong cuz if not these kids are probably screwed

kLSDKFHLSKHGLKLK OH MY GODDDD

IIDA FUCKING TENYA YOU’RE A PEACH. THINKS THE NAME IS OUTRAGEOUS, CHECK. USES IT ANYWAY, CHECK. “JUST BECAUSE I DON’T UNDERSTAND DOESN’T MEAN I CAN’T BE SUPPORTIVE.” WHAT A CLASS ACT

AND KACCHAN IS RESPONDING WITH AS MUCH DIGNITY AS HE CAN MUSTER

WOW, SON. IT’S ALMOST AS THOUGH YOU HAVE A HOLE IN YOUR TORSO, OR SOMETHING!! although listen up, real talk, the fact that Kacchan of all people can’t muster the energy to yell at someone questioning his ability to kick ass is HIGHKEY troubling and we may be in need of an intervention here soon :/

now Jeanist is finally turning his attention to the League! was... was it not already on the League. omg

ACTUAL SCREAMING AHHHHHH FUCK FUCKLK LK AHHLKHKFFFF

hey so um. what the actual fucked up hell. my soul left my body. imagine if you saw the reflection of this panel on your bedroom window. you would never sleep again

OKAY RHA TRANSLATORS ARE YOU HAVING YOURSELF A LAUGH AGAIN

THIS CANNOT BE WHAT HE’S ACTUALLY SAYING RIGHT. BUT IT’S RIGHT IN THAT UNCANNY VALLEY OF NOT BEING QUITE SURE, THOUGH... (　ﾟдﾟ)

(ETA: just a next-day clarification here, apparently my sleep-deprived ADHD word-skipping brain completely skipped right over the “a” in that last panel, so what I read was, “and Shigaraki’s limp noodle.” so yeah, the moral of this story is always read the speech bubble carefully before you start making running jokes throughout the rest of your post, folks.)

oh wow he’s really freaking out lmao

to be fair though, I’d argue that Dabi has gotten pre-tty close at this point :’) thrilled for him, really I am

but anyway, well then figure something out you big dramatic robot-armed fiend. didn’t you just say you could touch your own ass? can you not just Compress yourself to break free?? does it not work on you? or would you be stuck afterwards lol

(ETA: I was picturing him compressing his entire body at once, not just chunks of it. ghhhlkh.)

um

holy shit Jeanist. are you stupidly trying to cut off their air, or are you going for more of a sleeper hold (jleeper hold??) thing instead. the latter would be way smarter and faster and probably safer as well just saying

but unless Spinner is just being super dramatic, it sure looks like he’s fucking strangling them djslkjlk. this will certainly cement his popularity among the villain stans. good thing you’re not running for office any time soon bud

anyway so I have no idea what these guys are trying to do now. what is this

do you even have till the count of 5 at this rate. I mean

OH MY GOODNESS

HE’S REALLY FUCKING DOING IT!! HE’S COMPRESSING HIS BUTT!! OMFG. TOMURA HIDE YOUR NOODLE!!!

WHAT THE FUCK

DID YOU COMPRESS A PIECE OF YOUR OWN ASS. FUCKING WHAT. PUT THIS MAN’S PICTURE IN THE DICTIONARY NEXT TO THE WORD “LOYALTY”, HOLY CRAP

HOLY SHIT COMPRESS

“HOLY SHIT DID THAT GUY JUST PUNCH A HOLE THROUGH HIS OWN ASS IN ORDER TO SAVE HIS VILLAIN PALS. FUCK IT, HE DESERVES TO ESCAPE”

jeez, talk about... A HALF-ASSED ESCAPE ATTEMPT :D :D :D hahaha. but real talk though, Horikoshi has clearly never tried to leap twelve feet straight up in the air multiple times in succession with only half his glutes though. everyone, I regret to inform you that this panel right here on the left may be slightly unrealistic

also where the hell is he going to go?? did you pack a jetpack away in one of those little marbles sir. and what about Dabi?? and Skeptic too, I guess, but we don’t really care about Skeptic

(ETA: at this point I had to stop reading for about two hours because I had to go out and take care of something; that’s also why this is being posted later than usual lol. anyways so where were we.)

oh my lord

the existence of a translator’s note here implies that the earlier line about Compress being able to reach Tomura’s junk was not, in fact, ad-libbed. hmm. hmmmmmmmm

anyway so now he’s grabbing Compress again because OF COURSE HE IS, so now we’re right back to square one! except now Tomura and Spinner are secured inside of little marbles, and presumably Compress is the only one who can release them

oh nevermind he’s just maiming himself again instead, SHEESH

Skeptic a man is dying please have some goddamn respect

so, uh. is he gonna die, though??

I really can’t tell wtf is going on here, this is the most confusing the art has been in a while. Horikoshi put all of his spoons into that creepyass close-up panel earlier, that bastard

OMG WHAT ARE YOU SERIOUS

DON’T FUCKING TELL ME THE “COMPRESS IS RELATED TO THIS THIEF GUY FROM OLDEN TIMES” THEORY IS ACTUALLY TRUE WHAAAAAAT. OH SHIT

so apparently Harima was a Robin Hood type guy who stole from... heroes?? wtf. are heroes the 1% in this scenario. y’all didn’t have any Fortune 500 CEOs to steal from?

THAT’S THE BLOOD THAT FLOWS THROUGH YOU, OH SHIT. and in a related oh shit, the fact that we are getting a Compress flashback now of all times doesn’t bode super well for him. ffff

MEANWHILE THE TODOROKIS ARE STILL TODOROKI-ING

listen here boy if you touch one freaking hair on Shouto’s candy cane head I swear to god --

WHAT DID I FUCKING SAY!!!

SHOUTO NOOOOOO. WTF YOU’RE LITERALLY THE ONE GUY WHOSE WEAKNESS IS ABSOLUTELY NOT SUPPOSED TO BE FIRE. DABI YOU SHIT, YOU BETTER WATCH YOURSELF!! I’M PRINTING OUT A COPY OF THAT COMPRESS PANEL!!! KEEP AN EYE OUT ON THAT BEDROOM WINDOW YOU PUNK!!!

SO NOW POOR SHOUTO IS UNCONSCIOUS AND FALLING!! SOMEONE SAVE HIM!! WHO CATCHES THE CATCHER

COMPRESS LITERALLY HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE RIGHT NOW, WHAT IS HAPPENING

PLEASE DON’T CALL TOMURA LEADER OF THE “PLF” YOU KNOW I CAN’T TAKE IT SERIOUSLY WHEN YOU DO THAT. ARE YOU DYING. ARE YOU JUST A FUCKING HEAD NOW WTF

(ETA: “masks are removable, makeste” you know what it’s been a long day okay lmao. or I suppose Compress is really the one who is lmao.)

GASPPPPPP

okay. okay. looooool okay then

WHY WERE YOU COVERING THIS SEXY MOP OF HAIR UNDER THAT HOOD YOU TOOL. IT WOULD HAVE LOOKED SO GOOD WITH THE TOP HAT. I’M SO MAD AT YOU RIGHT NOW

as if it wasn’t enough for him to demask himself, he also had to get all shirtless and then do this weird attempt at a sexypose too huh

hard to say exactly how much of his torso is currently missing, but safe to say that’s proooooooobably not good. :///// fuck

on the other hand, Kacchan also has a torso hole and he’s still flying around like he just drank a dozen red bulls, so

this man lost his ass and he’s still out here monologuing like it’s the last two minutes of The Prestige. one might say he is monologuing his ass off

so he let Spinner and Tomura free, but is Dabi still trapped in his marble?? wasn’t he all on fire and stuff?? hopefully he can still turn off his quirk in there because if not that’s a pretty fucked up way to die. somewhere out there Snatch’s ghost is all “YEAH I’LL SAY.” oh how the turntables

last but not least, sooooooo. Tomura. back on the ground. that’s. um. ...shiiiiiiiit

[championofsanghelios]

Watch Dogs Legion - "M"

This was written by me, remember. So expect the usual errors, typos and word bugs (bzz.) --- [11.11.2029] [THE EARLS FORTUNE] [2044 HOURS] --- "...that's not my point!" Jackson says as he pushes the door open, his waterproof dripping wet from the rain that was lashing down outside. "You need to stop being so reckless, and actually consider the risks to yourself...as well as others."

"There's no fun in being careful!" Wrench replies, following him in. He was absolutely soaked through, but didn't seem to care. "It takes away the unpredictability...which is what I love about those Ops. Just showing up with my Lady Smash and some home made explosives...it's great!"

"That's another thing I need to talk to you about." Jackson pulls off his waterproof, draping it over one of the radiators near the wall. "There's breaking things, then there's vaporizing them..."

Connie comes out of the back room, letting out a laugh when she sees them both. "Well Well, you two took your time getting back."

"Only because this one here decided an Albion Comms Tower needed to be demolished." Jackson says, moving past her into the backroom where he locates a towel to dry his hair. "I'm yet to figure out how he wasn't caught or killed."

"You're making a name for yourself, Reggie." Connie says, moving around to the other side of the bar. "Not entirely sure if it's a good one, but...a name nonetheless."

"Yeah well, I'm just prepared to do whatever is necessary to take this city back." Wrench shrugs, gladly accepting the beer she places on the bar for him. "If that involves blowing up Albion property or smashing up Blume server stacks with my hammer, so fucking be it."

"It's dangerous." Jackson appears from the backroom, tossing the towel at him. "You better change that sweater by the way. You'll catch a chill."

"What are you my mother!?" Wrench let's out a modulated grunt, pulling up his mask slightly and downing about half of the beer he'd been handed. "Give me a break, we made it back okay!"

"And what happens if you end up getting arrested, or seriously wounded?" Jackson asks, opting for a bottle of water instead of anything alcoholic.

"Oh no." Wrench shakes his head placing his bottle down on the bars surface, his exposed mouth smirking. "There's no injuries with me. Either I get the job done, or die trying."

"You genuinely don't care if you live or die?" Jackson asks, giving him a look. "Seriously?"

"I don't have this for nothing." Wrench points at the anarchy symbol on his neck. "I don't live by rules, that includes the ones to do with life and death."

Jackson is about to say something when the door pushes open and Aiden comes in, feeling about as miserable as he looked. He was wet, but not in the same way the two of them were, something else had happened to him. "Wow! What happened to you!"

"I fell in the Thames." Aiden grumbles, shaking the water from the sleeves of his overcoat. "...actually I dove in there after some thugs caught me stalking them."

"Oh that reminds me!" Connie suddenly pipes up, her hand tapping Wrench's right forearm. "There was a bloke in here earlier on. He was asking for you."

"A bloke?" Wrench replies, questions marks lighting up his askew mask. He downs more of his beer. "Who was it?"

"No idea." Connie shakes her head, smiling. She reaches under the bar, taking out a small piece of white card paper. "But he was lovely, all charms...asked me to pass this onto you."

Wrench eyes the card for a second, opting to pull off his mask entirely. He takes a hold of it, turning it around. Someone had written a note in red-ink.

YOU NEED TO ANSWER YOUR PHONE, MAN ALSO THE WEATHER HERE IS NUTS!!! SEND ME A MESSAGE WHEN YOU GET THIS oh...and thank Connie for the free cookies. - M

He suddenly let's out a cough as he chokes on the beer he's drinking. Lifting the card up. "...motherfucker!"

"What?" Jackson stops trying to wrestle his Uncle out of his coat. "What is it?"

"I'll be right back." Wrench says, leaving his beer and his mask at the bar. He heads out into the rain, ignorant to the fact that it was making him wetter than he already was.

Taking his out his phone, he swipes up the contacts tab, scrolling down until he finds the right number. He thumbs it, his Optik lighting up and dialling.

After a tone or two, he hears a click.

"You took your time." Marcus' voice was something that he would never ever tire of hearing, especially now, especially after all of the shit he'd been through the last year or two. "I was wondering if Connie would get that to you."

"You're here." is all Wrench can say, unsure of what he should do now. Part of him wanted to jump for joy, another wanted to cry. "...you're actually here. In London."

"Yeah, I guess I couldn't just sit there in SF and let you have all the fun." Marcus chuckles. "...that little job we did together a few months back reminded me of how much I enjoyed having you around."

"Where are you right now?" Wrench asks, reaching up this face, rubbing at it. "Are you nearby?"

"Why?" Marcus asks, a smile evident in his voice. "You that desperate to see me?"

"Yes." Wrench admits it there and then. In truth there hadn't been anything he wanted to do more than see him again. "...It was the same for me. I didn't realise how much fun I used to have with you until you found me through, Jordi."

He moves over to one of the benches, sitting down on it. All around him, London was going about it's business, people were walking past, umbrellas in hand, hoods covering their heads. Looking out across Parliament Green, he sighs.

"I hear you've been having some fun outwith our little shared Op." Marcus says. "Something about killing Nigel Cass?"

"He had it coming." Wrench snorts bitterly, shaking his head. "Fuckin' maniac thought he could subvert justice and launch a coup...which reminds me, I've got to introduce you to the Dick."

"The Dick?" he hears the Hipster's confusion. "Who's that? Dusan's cousin?"

"Might as well be." the Anarchist nods, smiling to himself. "His name is Richard Malik...and he's a massive prick...but he's been useful to us."

"Wait...is that the same Richard Malik who was appointed Director of SIRS, only to be exposed literally 2 days later?" Marcus asks.

"That's the one." Wrench nods, sitting forwards. Staring at the concrete between his shoes. "I should send you the vids from when Bagley used his own FILAMENT against him."

"FILAMENT?"

"...what were his exact words?" Wrench's eyes narrow. "It's like...Nudle, but with instant access to all information about every person in the UK...basically George Orwell's wet dream."

The laugh that Marcus let's out is cathartic, such a delightfully bright noise, and one he could never get enough of. One he hoped he would hear more of soon.

It's short lived though, as a whole load of other feelings come to the surface in the pause that follows. He deflates a little. "I've missed having you around, M."

"I know." Marcus replies.

"So where are you?" Wrench asks. "Are you coming back this way? Or am I going to have to find you?"

He gets no response to those questions. His eyes narrow slightly. "M?"

Suddenly there's a movement in his peripherals, at which point a hand appears, holding his mask. He looks at it for a second, almost stunned.

"You're making a habit of leaving that thing lying around..." Marcus says, having just sat down next to him. "...am I gonna have to retrieve it for you every time you misplace it?"

Wrench doesn't move, he just sits there, frozen in place. Marcus had aged, much like himself, but not in the way he was expecting. He still looked pretty much the same as he always had, spare the scruff around his face and neck, which had turned into a full beard...and a little tinge of silver hair on his fringe.

Something shifts inside him at that moment, a tightness in his core that he wasn't even aware of unravels. A laughs bubbles out of him, one that turns to a sob half-way, and without so much as a word he puts an arm around him and pulls him into a hug, hiding his face in his shoulder.

"Huh." Marcus says, placing the mask onto his lap and closing the hug. "Of all the reactions I was ready for...this wasn't one of them."

"Shut up." Wrench says, his voice muffled by his shoulder. "Just-...Just shut up."

Marcus laughs out loud again.

. . .

[on-stained-glass-wings]

OOC: I may not have the energy to reply much at the moment, but I somehow have the energy to do a semi-serious shitpost about how the fandom portrays the Finlay and Malenia romance. Specifically in bed.

(Read more for fandom snarkery and NSFW/T talk. The following is my personal preference and I absolutely believe that all interpretations of the Ultimate Lesbian Ship:tm: are valid as fuck even if They Don’t Cater to My Particular Needs. I’m also going to use yuri terminology because I’ve been on the internet for over a decade.)

Okay, so like, am I the only one that kind of balks at the way most Malenia/Finlay fics are written--specifically in terms of sex scenes? Like, nothing draws me out of a Finlay/Malenia story like a sex scene, because it’s either Malenia acting like a mommy ojou-sama figure or her just becoming a full-on wilting submissive. Finlay, meanwhile, is nothing but an eager ‘imutou’ like figure, just so happy to be with Malenia-senpai that she’ll just do whatever her mistress wants. And Malenia’s almost inevitably a sex goddess if she’s not an eager little minx submissive. it’s just.

So.

Boring.

It’s like I’m watching a really outdated yuri/shojou-ai story from the 1990s/early-to-mid 2000s. Or Cinemax. People can’t seem to find a middle-ground to Malenia’s contrarian personality (in that she is somehow a BAMF, determined, assertive GOAT as well as passive, reactive, and surprisingly chill), and Finlay seems to have no personality aside from stern knight or ‘omg senpai i would die for you’. The sex scenes inevitably suffer as a result. Like, I get so many of us are desperate for that good Malenia/Finlay WLW kush, but come on. Give them some personality. Stop falling into banal yuri tropes.

I realize that part of the problem is that Finlay has no canonical personality outside of absolutely devoted and BAMF motherfucker who loved her boss enough to drag her across the continent on her back, but like, the fandom can’t seem to decide if she’s an eager uwu senpai type or if she’s a stern knight, and like. It’s like they can’t seem to find a happy medium in personalities for EITHER of them.

Please. Please. Try to diversity in both sex and character portrayals. I don’t want to feel like I’m watching Strawberry Panic when I’m reading an Elden Ring wlw fic.

 (For anyone who is curious about my own portrayals, Finlay would die for Malenia, but she is also an uncooth, snarky, incorrigible little shit, and her antics either leave Malenia laughing and smiling against her will or doing the emotional equivalent of ‘rolling her eyes’. Finlay definitely likes to joke around in bed and Malenia’s like will lightly smack her head or tweak her nose and be all ‘look are you gonna keep making puns or are you going to go down on me already?’ Malenia’s on the bottom 80% of the time, both because A) it’s really nice to be taken care of when your entire existence revolves around you being an unshakable protector, and B) she suffers from chronic pain and mobility issues, so not only can positioning be difficult, but having sex with your metal prosthetic arm and leg on can be a bit of a buzzkill at times, so she’ll occasionally take them off. She can move around fine without them, but topping when you can’t balance yourself over someone is...tricky. They do a lot lying-on-their-sides sex.

Also, their afterglow is always affectionate but often peppered with Finlay’s  puns or random questions. Like, they’ll literally both have just come down from orgasm, and Finlay will be like ‘hey Mal, if a tree falls down in the woods and no one’s around to hear it, does it make a sound?’; and Malenia will resist the urge to smother her (lovingly with a pillow) and be all ‘of course it does, Finlay; just because you can’t hear something doesn’t mean it doesn’t obey the laws of physics.’ And then Finlay’s like ‘okay, but how do you know for sure if you’re not there to hear it?’ and Malenia DOES bring the pillow out and start to smack her on the head as Finlay cackles maniacally.)

[poisoned-peppermint]

Part 3 of incorrect quotes because people liked the other ones

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Skeppy: I think I just figured something out. I got to go.

Bad: Aren't you forgetting something?

Skeppy: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Bad's forehead before running out.*

Bad: No, pay your bill! Dang it, who raised you? 

~~~~~~~~

Bad: Well, Skeppy and I finally did it!

The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*

Bad: That's right... We kissed!

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Skeppy: I love you.

Bad, not paying attention: What was that?

Skeppy: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

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Skeppy: You’re not jealous, are you?

Bad: No!

Skeppy: Good, ‘cause I consider my fake relationship with you a lot more meaningful. 

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*Bad and Skeppy are in Paris.*

Bad: I'm...moved. I...I don't know what it is I'm feeling right now. I feel...destiny?

Skeppy: But...

Bad: I don't know what it is. I feel like... I just never thought I'd see it with my own two eyes. And here it is. It's just there. It's right in front of me, and...

Skeppy: This is what you wanted to see? The bridge from Inception?

Bad: Yeah.

Skeppy: But the Eiffel Tower is behind us, babe.

Bad: Yeah, but this is the bridge FROM INCEPTION.

Skeppy: Okay, alright

~~~~~~~~

Bad: Sorry I’m late, I was doing things.

Skeppy: Hi, I’m ‘things’

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Skeppy: Are you sure Bad's even gay? They barely even looked at me.

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Bad: Ugh, crushes are so dumb.

Skeppy: I know. Whenever I’m near the person I like I just start acting stupid.

Bad: But you’re always acting stupid?

Skeppy: ...

Skeppy: Yeah, don’t think about that too hard.

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Bad: Can I have 2 straws with that milkshake?

Skeppy: Aww-

Bad: With 2 straws, I can drink it double as fast!

~~~~~~~

Bad: I’m going to defeat you with the power of friendship! ... And this knife I found

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Bad: So... what would you do if you were in bed with me?

Skeppy: Depends. Is your bed comfortable?

Bad: Yes.

Skeppy: I'd sleep.

~~~~~~~~

Bad, to Skeppy: We had a date!

Bad: *aggressively points to Hello Kitty Coloring Book*

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Bad, at the slightest provocation: I came into this earth screaming and covered in someone else's blood and and I'm not afraid to leave the same way. 

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Skeppy: That was so hot, Bad.

Bad: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenerate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets.

Skeppy: I'm so in love with you

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Dream: Where's Sapnap, Skeppy, and Bad?

George: They're playing hide and seek.

Dream: Where?

George: I don't think you get how this game works.

~~~~~~~

Skeppy: Good morning.

Bad: Good morning.

Sapnap: Good morning.

George: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit.

Dream: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS! 

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Sapnap: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?

George: Several traffic violations.

Dream: Three counts of resisting arrest.

Bad: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.

Quackity: Also, that’s not our car.

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Sapnap: Hi, could I ask how exactly does one accidentally set a lemon on fire??

Quackity: Microwave for 40 minutes. 😔

Bad: Why were you microwaving a lemon???

Quackity: I read boiling lemons helps cover up bad smells (I wanted to cover up the scent of burnt oranges) but I didn't own any pots.

Karl: Did you burn an orange too? How???

Quackity: Microwave for 40 minutes. 😔

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Tommy: Is stabbing someone immoral? Techno: Not if they consent to it. Wilbur: Depends who you’re stabbing. Phil: YES?!?

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Tommy: *Screams*

Wilbur: *Screams louder to establish dominance*

Phil: Should we do something?

Techno: No, I want to see who wins.

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Phil: Wake me up…

Techno: Before you go go!

Wilbur: When September ends…

Tommy: WAKE ME UP INSIDE-

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Tommy: Techno isn’t answering their phone

Phil: I’ll call

Tommy: Wilbur and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-

Techno: Hello?

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Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.

Phil: Shit.

Techno: Wait, three?

Cop: Yeah?

Wilbur: OH MY GOD TOMMY FELL OFF!!!

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Tommy: ARE YOU-

Wilbur: Fucking.

Tommy: KIDDING ME?! YOU-

Wilbur:Fucking.

Tommy: IDIOT!

Techno: …What was that?

Wilbur: Phil banned Tommy from swearing, so I’m helping them out.

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Wilbur: *tapping fingers on table*

Techno: *taps fingers back furiously*

Tommy: …What’s going on?

Phil: Morse code. They’re talking.

Wilbur: -.-- ..- .-. / - …. . / -.-. ..- - . … -

Techno: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK! 

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Tommy: I'm bored.

Techno: Wanna commit first degree murder?

Tommy: Sure!

Phil, hearing them: No- Stop, don't do that! Put that knife down! Put Wilbur down!!

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Wilbur: Oh god, they texted you ‘hi.’’ punctuation only means one thing, Phil. They're mad at you.

Phil: No, it's Tommy. They're just being grammatically correct!

*meanwhile*

Tommy: And then I used a period so they'd know that I'm mad at them.

Techno: A period doesn't say 'I'm mad', it says 'you're dead to me'.

Tommy: I stand by my choice.

~~~~~~~

Wilbur: Phil, we're hungry!

Techno: Phil! What's for dinner?

Tommy: We're hungry, Phil!

Phil, frying a bottle of ketchup over the stove: *screams* 

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Wilbur, writing in a letter: "I'm going to kick.. your... ass."

Wilbur: THERE. Now send it.

Tommy:: Dude, your handwriting is terrible, are you sure you want to-

Wilbur: JUST DO IT!

later

Phil: So what does it say?

Techno, reading the letter: They say they're going to "lick my...."

Phil:

Techno:

Phil: Gross- 

~~~~~~~

Quackity: Karl, what do IDK, LY, and TTYL mean?

Karl: I don’t know, love you, talk to you later

Quackity: Ok, I love you too, I’ll just ask Sapnap.

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Quackity: I love you guys, you're the best thing that's happened to me.

Karl: We're the best thing that's ever happened to you?

Quackity: Yes!

Sapnap: I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you.

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Quackity: Sapnap and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us

Karl: *Sighing* What did Sapnap do?

Quackity: They chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...

Sapnap: Who wants a steering wheel?

~~~~~~~

Quackity: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Karl: Wasn't Sapnap with you?

Sapnap: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised. 

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Sapnap: Karl you can’t move in with Quackity. Karl: Why not? Sapnap: Well, um, how are you going to feel when they see you without any makeup? Karl: I’m not wearing makeup right now. Sapnap: Holy crap, you’re beautiful.

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Sapnap: *is wearing silk pants* How does this look?

Quackity: Like its slips on and off really easily.

Sapnap:

Quackity: No, I didn't mean it like that-

Karl: We know what you meant. 

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Quackity: I didn't drink that much last night.

Karl: You were flirting with Sapnap.

Quackity: So what? They're my Husband.

Karl: You asked if they were single.

Karl: And then you cried when they said they weren't.

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Karl: Why doesn’t Sapnap find me sexy when I bite my lip?

Quackity: What do you look like when you bite your lip?

Karl: *bites lip*

Quackity: ...Have you considered biting your bottom lip instead? 

~~~~~~~

Bad: Are you trying to seduce me?

Skeppy: Why, are you seducible?

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Bad: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.

Skeppy: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.

Bad: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??

Skeppy: Is it working? 

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Skeppy: Relationships should be 50/50. Bad cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty. 

~~~~~~~

Bad: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you...

Skeppy: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

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Bad: The first time I saw you, you stole my heart.

Skeppy: But I'm a kleptomaniac, so that doesn't mean anything. 

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Bad: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

Skeppy: I wrote you a poem.

Bad, already crying: You did?

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Skeppy: This date is boring!

Bad: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store.

Skeppy: Then why did you invite me?

Bad: I didn't, I specifically said "don't come with me" then you said " screw you Bad I'll do whatever I want!

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Skeppy: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this...

Bad: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card?

Skeppy: Holy moly- 

~~~~~~~

Bad: I owe you one.

Skeppy: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even. 

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If this does as well as the others I’ll make another.

[justmeandmyships]

My rank of Black Mirror episodes: (Just because i’m bored)

22. Metalhead (Season 4): I don’t care about the explanations some of you give to this but the episode was lame af. I tried to watch it 3 times and each one of them i thought i would die.

21. Smithereens (Season 5): I have no comments bc how boring this ep was. Sorry not sorry. It barely felt like a Black Mirror ep.

20.The waldo moment  (Season 2): This is the only ep i can’t finish not matter how hard i try but i give it kudos for the irony of the story.

19. The national anthem (Season 1): I mean...No comments.

18.Rachel, Jack and Ashley too (Season 5): I love Miley and the ep was enjoyable but that was just a disney movie

17. Hated in the Nation (Season 3): There’s nothing wrong with it and it´s pretty interesting but it’s just that for me like it didn’t got me on the edge of my seat.

16. 15 millions merits (Season 1): If i watched when originally aired it would have been the sensation with me.

15. Strinking vipers (Season 5): It started so good but missed a HUGE opportunity to talk about homosexuality on black community. The resolution was lame af. WTF?. I mean i deffo think that’s where video games are going and it would create situations like that, so it needed to be address and just with that stupid ending.

14. Be right back (Season 2): Amazing but when i think in Black Mirror that’s not what pop’s out in my head so...

13. Playtest (Season 3): It was fun

12. The entire story of you (Season 1): Iconic

11. San Junipero (Season 3): I know it’s everyone’s favorite but i’m not everyone and for me it’s just a love story. A beautiful love story? yeah that touched my heart? 100% but  at the of the day it’s just a love story.

10. Men against fire (Season 3): I love how deep it goes to reflect how as humanity we are so easily deceived to turn one against each other. Love it.

9. Crocodile (Season 4): The more i watch this ep the more i love it. 

8. Shut and Dance (Season 3): This probably one of the top 3 episodes of the show but i’m sensible so i don’t think i ever gonna watch this ep again bc you know i don’t want to remember how disgusting people are specially men, soi just want to forget. but this ep it’s everything.

7. Arkangel (Season 4): Amazing

6. USS CALLISTER (Season 4): You can hate or love this ep. There’s no middle. I’m glad that i love it bc i enjoy it so much.The topics, the criticism, everything.

5. Nosedive (Season 3): If you haven’t heard of nosedive, even if you don’t watch the show are you really living in this world?. This was the first ep that I saw and i think it’s resume everything this show it’s about a hard deep criticism to our society.

4. White christmas (Season 2): If you hate white christmas we can't be friends. It was an amazing episode for the time it aired and everything was so well done.

3. Hang the dj (season 4): I love every aspect of it, how the made it futuristic but at the same time it captures perfectly how dating feels like nowdays. It wasn’t just a love story but it was black mirror also. The chemistry between the leads made 100% better. (also it’s the only ep without any sad backstory or ending so kudos to them for still making it good)

2.White bear: This motherfucker ep got me. even though it’s similar to shut up and dance, this is better for me because it literally got me on the edge of my seat and couldn’t see that plot twist coming. It played with the idea of what the show was about and give us and even more complex story. If anyone says that this ep didn’t surprised them they are lying. Remove that people from your life.

AND LAST AND MORE IMPORTANT:

1. BLACK MUSEUM: I don’t think it need explanation. It made cry, it made me laugh, it made think.  Black Museum it’s top tier of what Black Mirror is. nothing else to say.

[fullmetal-hearrt]

Shinee fucking ran so that kpop could walk and those are just the facts that everyone should accept.

They debuted when kpop had a very specific style and concept of what young boy groups could do in order to sell but Shinee really knocked on the doors with replay and as soon as they opened, they deadass shot out Lucifer and Ring DD and no body was prepared lmao.

They legitimately redefined kpop and I really don’t think they get enough credit for that? FROM DAY ONE, they had the most intricate and class choreographies in kpop. There’s a reason why shinee are called performance legends. It’s because you can pick any damn shinee choreography and it’s just so amazingly well executed; Not to mention they’re the first kpop idols who started releasing choreography practice videos and dancing without backup dancers which as y’all can see, has become the norm now.

Also, TILL DATE Shinee had the most packed schedule for any kpop rookie group ever. They were out there performing for 8 hours and then going back home just to rehearse for another 8. Their success was so unexpectedly high and they were literally teenagers handling all that fame. Taemin was a literal child with a bowl cut ffs. Also, don’t come for my bowl cut children, they looked PRECIOUS in the replay MV.

Even as early as 2011, Shinee being known as variety show and pilot experts because they’re naturally so funny and have a bond within them that easily puts people at ease and makes for one crazy episode with no chaos or anything “extra” per say. Just shinee being shinee is enough. In an industry where idols don’t even react to other female idols at award shows cause of the knetz, ya bois, Taemin and Minho really went fuck it and did whole collab stages with Sunmi and Yuri. The flex. Not to mention the way Shinee and especially Jonghyun & Taemin said a huge Fuck you to Korea’s oh so precious “masculine aura” and just went on with releasing pretty boy and Taemin saying makeup isn’t something for girls and that makeup is for all genders, a legend.

The way Shinee had fans in countries like Dubai, Russia, India and many many others at a time when kpop really wasn’t a thing? It was just Korean music for Koreans but shinee went ahead and did their thing and it broke language barriers as if they were air. It’s 2020 and Barack Obama talking about shinee still feels like a fever dream to me tbh.

Not even mentioning anything else now BUT just their music and it’s impact man?? The way shinee put out ALBUM after ALBUM with no rest and the fact being that, Every damn song they put out was a WHOLE BANGER.

Like?? SHINEE’S FUCKING DISCOGRAPHY??

JULIETTE, SHERLOCK, RING DD, REPLAY, LUCIFER, STRANGER, GOOD EVENING, VIEW, PICASSO, MARRIED TO THE MUSIC, WHY SO SERIOUS?? BRUH WHAT EVEN?

SHINEE songs that get covered by rookie idols everyday, mentioned by established idols as their inspiration during trainee days, songs that the entire population of Korea would know. Songs that trainees practice on for hours hoping that one day they too, would debut.

Shinee, a boygroup who’s know as the group who “made their own concepts” and everyone else simple followed.

And the craziest part is they are one of the longest standing groups in kpop, been together for 12 whole years and are still as relevant and iconic as ever. The fact that all five members have so much solo potential and even then nothing trivial like fame or money had ever seemed to break shinee up as a group is really a feat.

Taemin is no doubts THE best dancer and one of the most successful soloists in the entire kpop industry. A living legend tbh. His discography is hot, molten GOLD. Jonghyun’s VOCALS are liter-al-ly one of the strongest vocals in the entire industry and every damn shinee song is a proof of his sheer excellence as a main vocalist. Cue to Stranger. Onew deadass sang opera for a loaded audience once and left everyone shook and his 40 sec long note. Also, this man leads the chaos that is shinee, mad respect. Key’s rapping style is honestly so distinctive and HONEY that man can sing like his life depends on it. Not to mention kibum is a FASHION ICON. Also, his ‘born to shine’ solo stage. HE DID THAT. Minho really out there being a multi talented class act, who’s a main rapper but has vocals that could kill. Not only that, man be out here having acted in so many successful dramas.

Imma say this once and I want all you third gen kpop stans to print it out, Shinee did for kpop what no one else did so you might not stan them or listen to their music but the one thing your ass will do, IS RESPECT THEM. Respect shinee and everything that they went through in a time where kpop wasn’t shit and kpop artists were treated so heartlessly as if they were nothing but cash machines. Also they’re from SM so God knows what kinda shit that company has put them through and one can never imagine the sheer amount of pressure on the members to have been so young and so in pain but having no one to trust at the heights of their success; Imagine being loved and cheered on by thousands on a stage only to come back home to nothing but you and your head in the now deafening silence. Imagine waking up one day and finding out that a boy you spent half your lifetime with, shared your best and worst moments with, is suddenly gone? Just like that? AND THEN having the sheer fucking courage to go up in front of thousand teary eyes and questioning glances, leaving a microphone empty on a stage and while using his damn background vocals; singing your heart out to the songs he wrote under an aqua blue moon knowing, for sure, that what began in 2008 will never really end, ever.

THAT IS SHINEE. FIVE LEGENDS. PERIOD POINT BLANK. 

5hinee; OT5 for life, motherfuckers.