#like? i get that you have some sort of beef with kelly?

[likelylarks]

:/

[venuscnjunctpluto]

Astro pt 3.

Credit: @venuscnjunctpluto

(I’m on spring break and literally have 50 other things I should be doing but we’re back at it again folks😝)

Venus conjunct saturn women 🤝 men w mommy issues

The worst moon square moon beef I’ve seen is Taurus and Aquarius. Both won’t let it go like the Taurus moon thinks they’re making sense while the Aquarius moon wants to seem unbothered it’s a mess.

Taurus Venus people are so beautiful (ex: Victoria Monet, Ariana Grande, Leighton Meester, Cillian Murphy, Matthew Gray Gubler, plus my mom💕)

There are three types of Aquarius risings: one who walks around in pajamas and chokers, one who is legit a model, and the one who wears graphic t shirts and multiple finger rings)

Also I notice a lot of aqua rising women love dressing masculine (ex: Zendaya, Nicki Minaj, and Aaliyah) if you see a girl w her pants sagging with her hat turned backwards w every color of the rainbow on. just know she’s a aqua rising.

Sag Venus women are bisexual ex: Erica Mena, Nicki Minaj, and me lol

Most kpop stans have libra placements and this is coming from a libra moon

Underdeveloped Men w Fixed sign placements are such incel. Leo esp mars when their ego gets hurt they cannot take it. Aquarius thinks they’re too good and smart for women so they can’t understand why no one wants to be around them. Do I even need to explain Taurus and Scorpio?😭

Pieces Venuses are down bad ex: the men crave a manic pixie dream partner and when they can’t live up to the natives fantasy; they cheat. The women are usually loyal but they are blind asf and will neglect and abandon their relationships w others just for their partner who may or may not be trash. On a good note; they are very very very giving in relationships and so sweet but just because y’all can give doesn’t mean you have to constantly.

Brent faiyaz and Jungkook have Scorpio Mars😮‍💨 I don’t know what it is but I wanna date one so bad. What’s y’all experiences?

Certain signs and placements date people w similar charts. Like I notice Taurus suns usually date eachother bc who else is about to put up w them (just kidding…no I’m not🙂) also Scorpio placements (ex: future and Ciara, Megan fox and machine gun Kelly, Karruche and Chris brown…these are terrible examples😭)

As far as Venus conjunct ascendant synastry…I honestly only feel the tension when I’m the ascendant. Whenever my Venus conjuncts someone’s asc it doesn’t really move me like I don’t think they’re unattractive I just don’t really gaf. Their personalities are fun because my sag Venus and mars knows they can take a joke. I think Scorpio/8th house doesn’t really care too much about looks and appearances. In fact I notice Scorpio Venus men view the people they date as beneath them in some way and they do that to feel comfortable as if that person can’t get better and leave or cheat.

I always tell people I don’t have a type which I kinda don’t aesthetically but: Virgo rising, moon-Pluto or Scorpio moons, Virgo mars, Taurus suns w aqua moons, air venuses or mars, libra risings, Scorpio mars😚

Blueface and Chrisean have Venus square pluto synastry. When I say they are the most exaggerated example of this synastry it’s crazy. She clearly seems trauma bonded and believes she’s truly in love with this man (Venus). While he’s using her for money (pluto) and maintaining control over her at all times. That’s another thing w Venus Pluto synastry the venus person looks worse in the public eye because we’re always outwardly vulnerable (the good and bad) while Pluto doesn’t show just how insane they are overtly. But he’s the jealous one because peep how mad and aggressive he gets when she gets any sort of attention outside of him (ex: when Drake followed her and he twisted it to be related to him) Pluto really thinks they OWN the Venus person like that Brent lyric “they only wanna fuck with you cause they know I fuck with you” that’s their mentality. (They’re both physically abusive to eachother and need to breakup asap)

Also everyone talks about how much she’s changed for the worst since she got w him. Her missing tooth and getting multiple tattoos of that man. I’ve seen this guy w his Venus square his ex’s Pluto and he looked terrible while w her and when they broke up he got hisself together. My conjunction synastry took me from wearing bold colors to black for months😭

Sag placements esp Venus or mars men are bow legged asf

Lana Del Rey’s catalog is the epitome of 8th house stellium. Constant changes, a certain loneliness that doesn’t go away, learning and growing, but also never giving up hope.🦋

Cancer mars men and their pregnancy fetish…lil durk has like 5,000 kids and his ex India said that she wanted another baby because of how affectionate he was when she was pregnant.

A lot of football/soccer player have air mars. (Ex: mason mount, kylian mbappe, phil foden)

Women w sun-Neptune, Uranus, pluto may have terrible relationships w men bc of their relationship w their father

Aqua, sag, and cap placements are funny asf😭 I’m one of them and I don’t even try but people are always dying laughing around me

I’ve been in two “lust” triangles and both pairs had one Taurus placement friend and one Scorpio placement friend. The Taurus friend (literally both of them had birthday two days apart) liked me and had their Scorpio friend (one was a Scorpio Venus and the other was a Scorpio mars) spy on me or maybe they just offered😭 long story short the Scorpio friend ended up liking me in both situations I just✨felt✨ it. Taurus and Scorpio are both sneaky and possessive they have opposite energy and it’s very likely they could like the same people. It gets complicated because Scorpio is more likely to keep their crush a secret which can cause unintended overlap.

Capricorn mars: I don’t get mad like I rarely get upset😐

Us all hearing them yell behind closed doors and come out like nothing happened:

[accio-victuuri]

This will be a short discussion of what I originally planned regarding yibo endorsing national / homegrown brands recently and what it all means when talking about the bigger picture. and by that I mean, the connection between celebrities in CHN & nationalism as well as the increasing tension between CHN and other countries. As much as we all wanna live in a bubble of fandom where it’s all pretty boys & happiness, real life isn’t going that way.

I think Yibo knows that too and it’s influencing his choices. He had a personal experience with this — the whole NIKE fiasco in 2020 definitely was a lesson to him and his team. The risk of endorsing big international brands as a Chinese celebrity is real. It happened before and it may ( or will ) happen again. You never know what issue is going to pop up and suddenly, it’s all gone. We have seen time and again how the CCP can quickly direct these celebrities to sing and dance in whatever tune they like.

Let’s start with the biggest one he signed on to right after the whole nike fiasco. ANTA. It’s on record that as soon as WYB dropped Nike, there was a bidding of sorts on who is the domestic brand that will get him. ANTA wasn’t the highest offer, but he chose them because they are a national brand.

Then the list just goes on. A couple of these are due for renewal this year but just to illustrate which brands he is working with since 2021:

(In no particular order)

Redmi, Lenovo, Youku, Pechoin, Chunzhen, Super X, Bananain, Master Kong Iced Tea, Kelly One, Linsy, Bottled Joy, IKIDE, Helen Keller Glasses, SKG, Stride, Tokit, Chando, Unicharm, Rotai

I could be missing 1 or 2 but it’s a lot. for someone who averages 25-30 brands in a year all holding his name as endorser, the number of domestic ones is a lot.

This trend became more evident when looking at his new endorsements this year (2023):

5 out of the 6 brands are domestic.

It’s the reason why I had the urge to make this post, especially with him being announced as YAYA’s chief spokesperson. Personally, the last domestic brand surge I remember was 2021 and there were a couple of articles written about that. This year, the domestic brands are at it again and tapping celebrities to get more attention. It says a lot that these brands picked Yibo to represent this growth. It’s easy to sign on to a well known brand with a string of high profile endorsers before you, so this is again, a testament to Yibo’s character. He is not afraid to lend his name and reputation to the Nameless/Unknown ( i had to reference it i’m sorry lol ). He takes into consideration not just his growth but also his people, these Chinese companies who are fighting with brand titans.

He is also the go-to choice because his good reputation and appeal to the younger generation.

I think Wang Yibo’s age is more in line with this social group. He is a very positive young man. Recently, Wang Yibo is in the process of transforming from an idol to a powerful actor. He is more in line with the youthfulness of our future brand. (quote from tailing’s president )

I have taken this screenshot from an article by jingdaily that is worth a read. another factor is the general population’s preference as well. whether this is something that yibo & his team is taking into consideration, we don’t know but with the choices they are making i guess the answer is obvious.

This year too, I have noticed a shift in c-ent with celebrities being courted by international brands who thinks it’s safe (for) now to be visible in the CHN market again. I have no beef with these celebrities, you gotta do what you gotta do. International brand deals are hella lucrative and some luxury ones are considered an honor to be a part of. I mean even Yibo is very visible in promoting Chanel.

I get the lure of big brand endorsements but that doesn’t take away the reality of what could happen and that planning ahead is important. Yibo is more capable than people give him credit for. I think a lot of people underestimate his ability to look at a situation and make decisions that will benefit his career in the long run. To put it simply, if and when things go south in the political side of things he is prepared and there won’t be much of a loss in the endorsement side of things. It’s a very smart business move and you can add patriotic points too so that makes it perfect.

Yibo is really the one who walks the talk. This saying really applies to him more than anyone cause that is his essence as a person — you will see the truth in him with what he does. His actions speaks volumes. He will take a stand on what he believes in even if everyone else is going the opposite direction. 🤍

DISCLAIMER: This post is very much about Yibo if you couldn’t already tell, and my observation as a fan. It’s not meant to compare him to other CHN celebrities cause I don’t have the time and interest in making a comparison study of who has the most domestic brand endorsements. If another stan finds this and is somehow offended in behalf of their fave, it’s not my fault. Feel free to make your own post talking about how great your fave is. Thank you!

[5uwabbit]

"Testing testing..The mic seems well! What a nice morning to greet everyone, Welcome to Altru inc!"

“What are you looking at? Did you finish loitering around? We have a mission to do."

“That’s Kellie??”

Kincaid background is unknown (secret) but he actually have some sort of educational background. He’s still has a skill in spotting talents out of the ordinary. The first time he met Kat she was just a troublesome kid breaking a vending machine. What impresses him more was how her parents didn’t give her an output for this? This is wasting talent!! Anyways.. when her parents were giving her a lecture for doing unforeseen robotics, he told them she would be a genius in tech. By chance, Kat was already in the best school in the area, where Kincaid is in. He now actively sponsors her. (Then they all moved to Almia in via student exchange)

Of course, given that it is an exchange program Kincaid has to keep her in check. Unfortunately, Kat is the “well now I’m not doing it now that you told me type”. So she’s giving him trouble.

Kellie was also from Fiore. He’s the son of a very popular whatever.. just think they have big influence here. He was already in Kincaid class and of course.. Kincaid is trying to get him on board with this plan. However the biggest struggle is literally convincing the boy since he’s Very. Very. unmotivated. He’s a natural social genius yet doesn’t like any interaction that doesn’t interest him.

Kellie only followed Kincaid when he mentioned they’re taking him to ranger school. Kincaid here actually works as a supervisor because Kellie has actual work in Altru including and they know Kincaid from the inside, putting trust on him. He always lived a carefree lived and his motivation is way too vague to tell. (Kincaid thinks he’s actually more at risk of drifting away from their group than Kat is)

Both Kat and Kellie were separate project. He didn’t plan for them to meet. They first began interacting in Almia Ranger School. Kat actually wonders why Kincaid needed Kellie because of course “Kincaid doesn’t really need anyone else doesn’t he?” (This leads to her investigating the organization as a whole, realizing that it’s much bigger than just robotics privileges). However instead of breaking away this strenghtened both of the two bonds.

Kat: I know your evil plans old blondie

Kincaid: what (oh sh-)

Kat: I agree

Kincaid: (huh?)

After this the two have full transparency. Anyways.. Kat realized Kellie’s background and was more like okay we’re coworkers. “I guess Kellie does play a good role in the plan..” Although…. it was kind of unexpected given Kellie were more of the “carefree type”. They got closer later on. Kat thinks Kellie should rebel more because why aren’t you extorting Kincaid more. We in this together dude!

Dear god please do not. Inspire Kellie to be like you.

-Kincaid

Also Kat suspected Kellie had relation to Kincaid at first because “He isn’t the troublesome type but still here anyway”. (Referring to some sorta detention)

Kellie knew right of the bat that Kat and Kincaid were actually allies to each other by sheer observation alone. Even when both the Professor and Kat literally seems like they only got beef with each other (This is why Isa doesn’t suspect that Kat and Kincaid is in the same faction). There will be more children dramas between R!Rhythmi, R!Keith, R!Ponte and Isa but that’s a topic for another stuff..

(Note: I put name differences for easy filtering, it also provides nice detail)

TAGGING

If I said R!Kate that means it’s Kat, R!Kate=Kat

Kate -> Kat

Kellyn -> Kellie

Isaac -> Isa

Mr. Kincaid -> Prof. Kinz (Still spelled Kincaid but again, easy filtering)

I have yet to make name diff for some :p I would love if you try to hyperanalyses who is swapped with who whether in personality or jobs. Who mirrors who designs LOL.

My take in Reverse Universe is like

Sometimes they are completely opposing themselves. Sometimes two characters swaps personality or/and jobs. Sometimes they remain the same as ever but something is off.

[integra1127grimmreaper]

The Replacement - Part sixteen

Negan Masterlist

Series Masterlist

Part 15

Warning: swearing, mention of death

The evacuation had been a success and everyone had made it safely to an old nearby hospital to hide out the impending horde wave that was expected to be led by Beta. Aaron and Alden had volunteered to remain behind at Alexandria in order to keep a close watch on Beta’s moves, keeping the rest informed about his movements, as well as to ensure that the decoy plan to lead him towards Oceanside instead was played successfully through.

You had just gotten off of watch duty and had been staring with amusement at Kelly attempting to teach Gabriel how to sign when you noticed Negan walking by holding a dead possum, you watched as he paused to silently stare at Lydia while she was busy sorting through some berries.

The look on his face told you everything you already so clearly knew; although he did the right thing, Negan felt a huge amount of guilt over having had killed her mother. Although Lydia gave the pretence that she couldn’t care less and that it had needed to be done, Alpha had still been her mother after all. Therefore you had told Negan to give Lydia some space and that when the time was right, the two of them should sit down and discuss it.

“What you making?” you ask walking up to Negan whom was busy stirring at the pot of food in front of him.

“Beef stroganoff…” he smirks at you in response.

“Sounds nice, but I think there might have fallen a possum or two in there by accident…” you chuckle.

“Saw me carrying the critter in, did ya?” Negan chuckles along with you.

“It was hard not to miss it…” you reply.

“Thought everyone would be getting hungry by now, so I decided to make myself useful” Negan remarks with a shrug.

“Good idea…” you agree with a head nod, grabbing the spoon to taste it, “because I know I am.”

“How does it taste?” Negan stares at you for approval.

“For something that reminds me of a rat, it surprisingly delicious…” you answer causing Negan to snicker at you.

It was during this time the two of you notice Judith speaking to Lydia from across the hall. Seeing the torn look on Negan’s face as he watched, you grab hold of his hand. “Maybe you should talk to her.”

“I’m the last person she would want to talk with right now” Negan responds looking deflated.

“She won’t admit it, but her mother’s death has affected her” you tell him, “she needs someone to talk to about it.”

“Then you should go talk to her…” Negan replies, “not the person that killed her mother.”

“You both need to talk it out” you push him, “this way she can let out her grief and anger, and you can relieve the guilt you feel towards her.”

“How do I even approach her?” Negan exhales heavily.

“Take her some Rat Stew…” you suggest.

“A possum is not a rat…” Negan looks at you offended.

“Well, it looks like one…” you chuckle, “a big-ass one.”

Negan shakes his head at you with a sigh of disappointment, scooping some stew into a bowl. “Will you come with…” Negan looks to you with pleading eyes, “just stand nearby. Please.”

Agreeing to Negan’s plea, you follow behind him and stood silently in the doorway as he approached Lydia in the room she was alone in with Daryl’s dog.

“Hey…” Negan walks up to Lydia, “I don’t think you’ve eaten anything today” he remarks nervously waving the bowl in his hands.

“I’m good…” she responds, stroking Dog’s fur in attempt to an avoid eye contact.

Negan lets out a tense breath, “you know, I can’t tell if it’s just one of those things or the craziness of us all moving to the abandoned Tower, or if you’re just avoiding me…”

“I’m avoiding you…” Lydia replies.

Shutting his eyes, Negan nods in responds, “well, shit… that’s honest.”

Lydia’s gaze finally shoots to him, “you want me to lie?” she looks at him void of emotion. “Make you feel better…”

“No. I don’t…” Negan shakes his head in responds.

“Ok…" Lydia suddenly changes the topic . "You can give someone else the Rat Stew…”

“It’s not rat…” Negan stammers staring at it, “it’s possum…” Recalling that you had referred to it as the same thing, he sighs out in defeat, “I mean, it’s basically a big rat. But, I… uh… I just wanted to say that, I liked her…”

Lydia looked up at Negan then as he continued on. “Your Mom, she did some horrible shit, there’s no excusing any of it. But I liked… I liked a lot of things about her and I wish to God that I didn’t have to do what I did, but if there is something you want to say to me; then you should say it…”

Lydia stares him blankly in the face then, “most of us wish you had died too.”

You watched a shattered looking Negan stare silently at the wall in front of him as Lydia leaves the room, walking pass you without saying a single word. “What do you mean; you liked her?” you step in front of him, brows furrowed.

“I… uh…” Negan stutters, staring down at the bowl then.

“Mary told me that you and Alpha were close when you were a part of their group” you remark looking at him with suspicion, “Negan, exactly how close were the two of you?”

“Mary…?” Negan looks up at you in confusion.

“Gamma…” you respond, pressing him yet again “how close exactly, Negan?”

“Oh, her…” he replies with a nervous nod.

“Answer my question, Negan…” you stare at him with narrowed gaze. “Did something happen between Alpha and you?”

“We… uh…” Negan nervously stammers, fidgeting with the bowl in his hands.

“You what, Negan?!” you look at him wide-eyed as your mind began racing at the thought of where this conversation might be heading.

“W-We… we kissed…” Negan finally sighs out in defeat.

“What…?” your voice croaked out in hurt surprise.

Negan looks up at you, guilt written all over his face. “I had to get her to like me… in order to get close enough to her. We kissed…”

Staring at him with a blank look, you nod. “Was that all?”

Negan silently watches your reactions for a few seconds. “That was all... nothing else happened.”

“Ok” you respond with a nod; your mind still trying to wrap around all the information. Not knowing what else to say, you take a step around him to leave.

“You ok?” Negan grabs holds of your arm to stop you.

“Yeah…” you respond looking to the ground to avoid eye contact. “I’m going to see if Gabriel has heard any news from Aaron.”

Realizing that you weren’t really being truthful, Negan reluctantly releases your arm with a heavy sigh and watched as you silently walked away without even having once looked back at his direction.

Negan knew then that telling you the truth of what really happened between Alpha and himself was completely off the cards. If hearing that they kissed had hurt you this bad, then revealing that they had actually slept together would utterly destroy you. For the sake of your heart and the relationship the two of you had, Negan makes the decision to keep the truth to himself then rather than tell you.

You were standing at one of the lookout points in an attempt to clear your mind from the conversation you had with Negan, when you noticed something suspiciously looking off from a distance slowly approaching the tower. As it neared, panic soon kicked in when the objects were confirmed to be the horde that was supposed to have been on their heading to Oceanside. Realizing what was happening you quickly radioed Gabriel as you rushed back inside to prepare for was to come.

Everyone was soon scrambling to their posts in order to secure the tower from infiltration; people were running around to gather more weapons, securing all exits and covering the windows. You were stationed at one of the exits, when Daryl, Judith, Carol and Kelly rushed in through it just in the nick of time before the horde had reached the doors.

“Oh, thank God you guys made it…” you sigh out in relief, crouching down in front of Judith then, “you ok, Kiddo?”

“I’m fine Aunt Y/N…” Judith assures you with a faint smile.

“Good…” you smile back at her, “I want you to go find your brother and the others, ok. They’ll need you and the help of your sword to help protect them.”

“Sure thing Aunt Y/N” she responds with a prideful smile and heads off to find them.

“We need to secure the exits with traps in case they find a way to make it through” you inform Daryl them, Carol and he then volunteer to do it and you head back to Gabriel to devise a further plan.

You were leaning against the wall, silently listening while Gabriel went over the plan with everyone on what to do to get the horde away and everyone to safety.

“Our plan is the same…” Gabriel begins explaining, “we lead the horde away. Just not from Oceanside as we had planned. Once the Walkers are cleared, we evacuate to rendezvous point B. Luke…” Gabriel then looks to him, “you ready?”

Luke then goes forward to explain the plan of using the sound system he had been working on to lead the horde away, but that it needed to be set up onto the wagon in order to make the plan a success. Magna points out that the wagon was currently sitting on the other side of the horde, Gabriel goes on to lay out the rest of the plan then. There would be four groups going out, two in each; one carrying the cargo and the other protecting it.

“We can make it through…” Lydia then speaks up, “I’ll help.”

You then notice the reaction of two of Oceanside’s people at her offer, one of them then speaks up; offering to help but only if Lydia isn’t part of it. “That’s fine…” Gabriel remarks in response, “as it happens, Lydia’s role is in here.”

Pissed at their remark, you then step forward. “I’ll go in her place then” and that’s when you see the look of shocked fear crossing Negan’s face as he stared at you.

As Negan was about to open his mouth in protest, you shoot him a warning glare and just as you thought it was a done deal, Daryl then speaks up. “Look, we’re not all going to make it through. But this is the only way.”

“Then it’s settled” you comment, “I’m going too.”

“No, you’re not” Daryl responds, “this is too dangerous of a mission for you to go out there.” You open your mouth to speak up and Daryl cuts you off again. “You could blackout again while out there” he points out. “We can’t run the risk of loosing you, you’re needed here to keep an eye on the strategic side of things.”

“He’s right” Gabriel comments, “I need you close by for those reasons.”

“Fine then…” you grumble out in annoyance at the same moment that you find yourself having to grab hold of your left of when feeling a heart spasm hit.

Everyone then nods in agreement to the plan and leaves to see to their rolls. Just as you were about to exit the room, Negan grabs hold of your shoulder to halt you in your tracks. “Daryl was right about his decision.”

“What?” you turn around to glare at him.

“You shouldn’t be out there” Negan replies, pointing towards the grip you had on your arm. “They might not have noticed but I did. It’s happening again, isn’t it?”

“I don’t have time for this Negan” you pull away from him dismissively.

Grabbing hold of your face, Negan forces you to look at him. “Just promise me that you won’t do something stupid.”

“Don’t worry” you sneer out at him, “I’ll be right here… playing cheerleader, while everyone else is out there risking their lives.”

“Y/N…” Negan stares deep into your eyes, “please promise me.”

“I don’t have to promise you anything” you withdraw yourself from his grip, “Why don’t you go and be useful. Go out and kiss Beta, that’ll distract him long enough for the others to get through.”

Breathing out a defeated sigh, Negan watches as you storm out of the room leaving him with his own inner turmoil at what to do with the entire situation going on between the two of you.

Part 17

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[allielu105]

An Unexpected Family Reunion- CH 22 The Good And The Bad

Previous. Masterlist.

"I can walk April." Sadie huffed as April pushed her wheelchair.

"You know its protocol when you're being released Sadie." They made it through the door of the hospital to find Kelly waiting with the front passenger door of the mustang open and waiting.

He walked up to the pair "Thanks April."

"No problem, just doing my job."

"You ready to go Sades?" He asked excitedly. She shrugged and began to stand up. Kelly grabbed her hand to make sure she was steady; she snatched it away before walking to the Mustang, getting in, and closing the door. April gave him a worried look, knowing it was not like Sadie to act that way.

"Is she ok?"

"She's been out of sorts since she found out her friend didn't make it out of the school."

"Have you tried to get Dr. Charles to talk to her?"

"She doesn't want to talk to him. He tried."

"Just keep an eye on her ok?"

"I am."

Driving down the road Sadie looked out the window.

"Are you excited to be going home?" Kelly asked, trying to get her to talk.

"Sure"

"Are you hungry? We can grab some burgers from Cheval's."

"No, I'm good."

Kelly gave her a worrying glance, which she didn't see.

One Week Later

"Hey guys!" Kelly walked into the common room for the first time since the shooting, he had been home taking care of Sadie.

"Hey hey Kelly!" Mouch got up to hug him, along with everyone else. "How's sadie?"

It was then that Sadie walked in, and straight to the bunk room, not looking at anyone.

"I don't know" Kelly sighed "Let me know if any of you figure it out."

He walked from the group to the locker room.

"She's been like this since she found out her friend passed at the school." Stella told the group, as they watched the other Severide walk away.

"She's in mourning." Brett said sadly

"And we understand that, but it's starting to become unhealthy. She's not eating, and when she does it's hardly any at all. She's always in her room either sleeping or watching tv. We barely get a word out of her."

"Well maybe we can cheer her up a bit while we're on shift." Brett said optimistically, everyone nodded in agreement.

Sadie sat on her bunk on her phone that she finally got back from the police department a few days prior. After what happened at the school it was considered evidence. She scrolled through her photo gallery, finding photos of Mari. She didn't see Joe Cruze sneaking up, nerf gun in hand. He popped up from the divider next to her bunk and started unloading the foam darts hollering

"I declare waaaarrr!!"

As he continued to shoot at her.

"Joe!" More darts "Joe stop!" He continued

"CRUZE! STOP!" She stood up shouting, a look of anger on her face. She picked up her phone and stormed out. Kelly came out of his quarters with a 'what the hell?' look on his face.

"I don't understand, she loves nerf wars!" Joe said with a baffled expression.

Sadie made her way downstairs. She was on the way to the turnout room when Capp called her over to the squad table. She sighed

"What is it Capp?" She asked, sitting down next to him. As she did so a loud fart sound came from the chair.

"Ha ha!" He shouted "Whoopie cushion! Gets them everytime!"

His smile faltered when he looked over, seeing her glaring at him. She got back up from the table and went into the common room. Almost everyone was in there, including Chief Boden because dinner was almost ready.

"Hey Sadie, you're just in time." Gallo told her "I made corned beef, I know it's your favourite."

"Not hungry Blake." She muttered

Everyone looked at her with concern, she was always the first in line when he made corned beef. It was then that Tuesday pranced over, happy to see her as she put her front paws on Sadie's leg. She pushed her away

"Leave me alone Tuesday."

Boden stood in the room, aware of what had been going on. He spoke up

"Severide."

"Yes Chief?" Kelly answered

"Not you, the other one." This got Sadie's attention, she looked up seeing Boden staring at her.

"Yes sir?" She asked, not sure why he was addressing her by her last name.

"Come here." She stood, following him into the hallway. Everyone else was just as confused as she was, they crept to the door peeking around the corner.

He led her down the hall to where the pictures of the fallen firefighters and paramedics were. He looked at the wall

"Do you know who these people are, Sadie?"

"No sir." She responded looking at the pictures of the unfamiliar faces.

"They are members of this house who died in the line of duty." He stepped closer to two particular pictures.

"This man right here is Brian Zvonecek, we all called him Otis." Boden looked at Sadie with a quick smile.

"He was Joe Cruze's best friend. He was killed in a factory fire that we responded to."

He then pointed at another picture .

"And this right here, is Leslie Shay. She was a paramedic killed in an explosion that we were all at as well....she was your brother's best friend."

Sadie's heart sank, she had no idea.

"Sadie I want you to understand that mourning someone is ok. But you can't live your life mourning them. You live your life in memory of them. You hold on to every precious memory, but live your life in a way that would make them proud."

He looked down at Sadie, who had tears in her eyes.

"I don't know how." She choked through a sob. He knelt down, grabbing her hands.

"That's why we're here." He had noticed everyone looking on. "We support one another through the good times, and the bad times. The happy, and the sad. The easy and the hard. You are part of this family, and we will always be here."

[storiesforallfandoms]

stuck with you ~ machine gun kelly

word count: 2102

request?: yes!

“Ooh how about an enemies to lovers fic where Colson and the reader get stuck in an elevator together please”

description: it’s hard to keep up a petty beef when you’re stuck in an elevator with your supposed sworn enemy

pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader

warnings: swearing, claustrophobia, panic attack

masterlist (one, two)

I don’t even know how the fight between Colson and I ever started, but I knew it was extremely prevalent even though we were forced to go on tour together.

The first big gig my band and I had ever gotten was to go on a massive tour with a bunch of other popular and legendary alt rock acts. It was sort of like Warped Tour, but under a different name. We were touring with the likes of All Time Low, Sleeping With Sirens, Pierce the Veil, etc. We were relatively unknown, so to be given this opportunity was such a big deal for all of us.

My feud with Colson had started before that. Again, I have no idea how it started. I don’t know Colson even knew. All we knew was that we hated one another, or rather we thought that we did. So when the full line up for the tour was announced, and none other than Machine Gun Kelly was on the list, I instantly regretted my decision.

“You won’t even be in contact with him,” my drummer told me after we found out the lineup. “It’s a massive tour, we have our own bus, and the likeliness that you’ll run into him in the hotel or even backstage is so small.”

“You also need to get over this stupid fight,” my bassist added. “You guys barley know one another, how can you be in a feud?”

“That’s the thing, he barley knows me and he’s ragged on me in interviews. Do you realize how much that could effect the reputation of the band?”

“You won’t even run into him,” my drummer repeated. “Just remember that.”

Well, I wish he was right, because I happened to run into Colson on our first night.

The four of us were staying in one hotel room, and in true fashion of a band on their first big tour, we bought enough alcohol to make sure we wouldn’t remember anything the next morning. I offered to go grab ice from the floor above us so we could keep everything cold, and decided taking the elevator was the best idea. The minute the doors opened, I wished I had taken the stairs.

Colson raised an eyebrow at me, glancing down at the ice bucket in my hand.

“I didn’t realize the house keeping went to get ice for the rooms,” he said.

“That wasn’t even clever. You’re starting to fall off Colson,” I said. “I’ll just take the stairs.”

“The floor is literally just one up, it won’t kill us to be in an elevator together for five seconds.”

I glared at him as I realized he was right. I let out an exaggerated sigh and stepped into the elevator, making sure to put a lot of distance between the two of us. Colson hit the button for the next floor up and the elevator doors closed.

It didn’t move.

I looked over at Colson in confusion, wondering if he was also feeling what I was. The look on his face mirrored mine, which was enough to answer my question.

He hit the floor button again, although it was already lit up. Nothing happened. He hit it again, and again, then furiously started jabbing it repeatedly.

“Stop, that’s obviously not doing anything,” I said to him.

“What else am I supposed to do?” he asked.

“I don’t know, see if the doors will open?”

He pressed the button to make the doors open, but again there was nothing. He started jabbing that one too, which resulted in me snapping at him to stop again. He opened his mouth to retort, but before he could the elevator jolted suddenly and a loud alarm rang out.

“Oh fuck,” Colson breathed. “Must be stuck.”

“Wait like...like we’re stuck in here?” I asked.

“That’s what stuck means, yes.”

I felt panic starting to rise in me. I dropped the ice bucket and started clawing at the doors, hoping to somehow pull them open. Colson put a hand on my shoulder and pulled me away.

“Hey, that’s not gonna work!” he said. “For one, you’re literally the size of a toothpick, and two, if the elevator is stuck we can’t open the doors. We’ll just have to press the help button and wait for something to happen.”

My breathing became heavier and I started to hyperventilate. I pressed my back against the back of the elevator and slid down till I was sat on the floor. I brought my knees up to my chest and hugged them tightly. I closed my eyes and tried to come down from my panic attack before it even started, but I knew it was no use. The feeling of the confined space in the elevator was baring down on me, I needed to get out of there somehow.

Colson knelt next to me and put a hand on my arm. I looked up at him but I was having a hard time focusing because of how violently I was shaking. Through my somewhat blurry vision though I could see a concerned look on his face.

“Hey,” he said, this time softer than before, “look at me. Are you claustrophobic?”

I felt like I couldn’t speak, so I just nodded instead. Colson’s eyes widened and he quickly turned back to the help button. He started jabbing at it the way he had the other buttons earlier. I was panicking too much to really care at this point. I felt like I was going to throw up, which made it lucky that the ice bucket was right next to me I guess.

“I don’t know if anyone can hear us,” Colson called, “but we’re fucking stuck in an elevator and one of us is having a panic attack! Someone get us the fuck out of here!”

I buried my head in my knees, trying to calm myself down. I tried to imagine that I wasn’t stuck in an elevator, that I was back in my hotel room with my bandmates. Unfortunately I was too far into my panic attack to calm myself down that way. My only hope was getting out of the elevator.

Colson came to sit next to me. I could feel his body close and, even though we were constantly fighting, there was just something comforting about knowing he was there with me. We sat in silence for a little bit, besides the sounds of my hyperventilating. I felt Colson’s arm move next to me, then a gentle tap on my arm. When I raised my head he was holding his phone out to me, showing me a picture of a young girl.

“That’s my daughter,” he told me. “Her name is Casie. She’s my entire world.”

“She’s beautiful,” I said, my voice very shaky.

“I don’t know what I’d do without her,” he said. “Whenever I’m having a bad mental health day, or I’m having an anxiety attack, I just think about the next time I’ll be able to see her and it helps me to calm down.”

“I didn’t even know you had a daughter,” I admitted.

“We don’t know a lot about each other.”

I nodded. “I know, I say that all the time.”

He smirked at me. “You talk about me, huh?”

I rolled my eyes. “Of course I do. We hate each other, so naturally I have to talk shit about you all the time.”

His face softened then, which shocked me a little. I had never seen him look so...well...just nice. When I wasn’t looking at him through a haze of anger from our stupid feud, he really did look...handsome.

“I don’t hate you,” he said.

“What? Of course you do. You always say shit about me, you even mentioned me in one of your songs recently in a negative way.”

“Yeah, cause I thought you hated me.”

“I don’t hate you.”

And in that moment I realized that I really didn’t. My dislike towards Colson was purely under the idea that he hated me too. I thought that was the way I was supposed to feel towards him, not the way I actually felt.

“Wait,” I said, uncurling myself from the ball I was in. “Are you telling me we’ve been fighting and having this stupid feud...and we don’t even hate each other?”

Colson awkwardly chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I guess that’s exactly what happened.”

I tried to laugh too, but the elevator suddenly jolted again, which immediately brought back my panicked state. Colson wrapped his arms around me and held me against his chest, running his fingers through my hair and trying to calm me back down. Surprisingly, it worked at least a little bit.

“I’ve had a crush on you for a while, actually,” Colson admitted. When I looked up at him, even he seemed shocked by this. “I always thought you were beautiful and I wanted to get to meet you in person. But when all this fighting started, I tried to push those feelings aside and pretend like they never existed, but they’ve always been there. I think that’s why I’ve said some extra harsh things towards you, just to try and make myself believe that I really didn’t like you.”

The silence in the elevator was deafening. I pulled away from Colson to look up at him. He averted his gaze to his lap, refusing to look at me at all. I could see red creeping up his neck, embarrassment rising within him no doubt.

I had a brief moment of courage build within me, and I decided to act on it. I cupped Colson’s face in my hands and forced him to look up at me. Before I could lose my courage, I pressed my lips against his.

He hesitated at first, like he couldn’t believe this was happening, but it didn’t take him long to melt into the kiss. His hands found their way to my hips, holding them gently as our kiss became deeper and more passionate. With little effort, he lifted me from the floor onto his lap so that I was straddling him. I ran my hands through his messy blonde hair, curling my fingers into the stands at the back of his head and pulling slightly. The noise I earned from this was definitely a moan, although Colson was adamant that it wasn’t.

Before we could go much further, the elevator suddenly rattled back to life and started moving. When the doors opened again, I nearly sobbed with relief. The two of us quickly untangled from one another and stumbled out into the hallway. The air felt so fresh and my chest, which I hadn’t even realized was so tight, felt like it was opening again.

“Thank fuck,” I breathed. “I’m taking the fucking stairs.”

Colson chuckled. “Can I walk you down to your floor?”

“Aren’t you upstairs?”

“Yeah, like two floors above you I think. But I’d like to spend more time with you before we part ways.”

I smiled and agreed. We walked down the stairs together in silence, but it was a much more comfortable silence. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face, and neither could Colson.

He walked me all the way to my hotel room door. We faced each other for another moment, just smiling at one another. It felt weird to not be fighting with him in that moment, but a good weird.

“I should get up to my room I guess,” he finally said. “I have to be up pretty early tomorrow for soundcheck.”

“Me too.”

“Maybe...we could meet up there and continue what we started in the elevator.”

Somehow my smile got even bigger. “Okay, I’d like that.”

He nodded, his face bright with excitement. He said goodnight and headed back towards the stairs. I leaned against my hotel room door, feeling like a lovesick teenager all over again.

That’s when I realized I wasn’t carrying the ice bucket. I had definitely left it in the elevator, but there was no way in hell I was going back for it. I was prepared to explain the entire story to my bandmates, who I was sure had heard the last of mine and Colson’s conversation through the door. I was expecting so many questions about why I was gone so long, why they had heard Colson outside with me, and why I was smiling like such an idiot.

But instead, they looked at me for a moment and my drummer asked, “Where’s the ice?”

[handlewithkara]

I have always thought a Kara/Legion ending made perfect sense, regardless of whether Karamel are defined as romantic on the show before it happens. 

Superhero shows that get a choice about the fact that they are ending want some sort of big, transformative thing to happen at the end. Whether it is Clark getting married on Smallville or Oliver dying and being resurrected on Arrow. 

Kara literally stepping into a new world/future/cause fulfills that. 

It also serves as a nod to various comic book incarnations of the character. 

It is a better ending than death, because the message is that she is still out there fighting, saving people. It stresses her importance, she is called to the future while being more than just retaining the status quo. Her stepping into the future is literally a threshold moment.  

It’s an appealing scenario for writers because Kara moving on from her home in time mirrors the fact that Melissa is moving away from the show. They get to write the characters saying goodbye to each other the way the writers and actors say goodbye to the job they have had for such a long time. 

I also think that the writers love Nia and they love the idea of the show ending with her the being the Champion and Protector of Nationl City, that it is a compliment to her that Kara leaves the city in her hands. 

I have always had my eye on Andrea and Lena and yes, I absolutely count on the idea that they will “end up together”. Now I actually don’t think that the show will define it as romantic. But to me beefing up Andrea and Lena’s friendship and connection makes a ton of sense with a Kara leaving ending. People have always claimed that Kara can’t leave for the future because she can’t abandon her friends. See, I feel like this argument has always read to me like it is slyly about Lena because Lena is the character who has been portrayed as being emotionally clingy and needy. 

Nia is not going to collapse without Kara. Nia is capable. She has gone through her “apprenticeship” with Kara, she is ready to say goodybe to Kara and to take responsibility on her own. 

I get the vibe that the writers insofar agree about Lena and Lena’s abandonment issues that it would be sad if “her only friend” left. But Kara isn’t Lena’s only friend anymore. Lena now has a bigger variety of friends and she was given Andrea as a more personal friend. So when the ending comes and the question is asked where all the characters end up, then Lena’s answer is “oh, she and Andrea are out and about, traveling, having adventures.” Lena is not alone. She isn’t being abandoned. She has Andrea with her. (again, I don’t think the show will cast them as romantic/sexual, but their stories will still end up together)

Which leaves two people, Alex and J’onn. It is pretty clear that as far as the writers are concerned, Alex&Kara is the most important relationship to these characters. 

But Alex is unselfish and Alex is strong. Yes, she and Kara have a close, sometimes close to co-dependant relationship. But the show has also always brushed against the idea of how it might be unhealthy for Alex’s life to be all about Kara. There is value too in Alex having her own “growing up” story, about being her own hero, about finally becoming a mother, about forming a family unit with Kelly. Alex will have a full life, as a hero with a family. Her goodbye with Kara will be tearful and meaningful, but it will releasing Kara with both of them looking forward to a happy future. (and let’s remember, nothing about Kara going to the future means on their level that Kara can never pop back in, it’s more like moving to a different city for a job, not vowing to never speak to Alex again). 

J’onn is the interesting one. I don’t think that he has a stake in Kara staying, he hasn’t been portrayed as an emotionally needy character in their relationship, but it still begets the question where he ends up. I could see either an ending where he also goes with the Legion for some mission or where the stays behind to babysit the new champions of National City, Nia and Alex. 

So the main open question to me is actually the fate of Brainia. Whether they will end on a goodbye with Nia as the protector of the city or whether he will stay a while longer for love. I could see either version, mostly based on how in love the writers are with the image of Nia standing alone and strong versus whether they think Brainia is too cute to break up. 

In theory, a Legion ending could have any number of characters joining Kara in the future, J’onn, Nia, Alex, even Lena and Andrea, a case could be made for any or even all of them. 

Still, I think the writers likely WANT those goodbyes as powerful, bittersweet, “cry along with the goodbyes, but with a hopeful eye to the future” ending, so I could expect at least an amount of characters to stay behind rather than it being “The Legion says it’s an emergency and everybody who is a hero jumps up and it ends with Kara putting together a team and declaring that they will SAVE THE FUTURE!”

But of course you never know ;) 

[zwowow]

em being starstruck the first time he mets kells in person

Em doesn’t know what the feeling is at first. 

He feels sort of dumb, kind of awed, all the way unsure of what to do about it. 

Machine Gun Kelly is slinking through the packed crowd in the club when Em first notices him. With his pink hoodie and those tight ass jeans he has on, Em can't stop noticing him until he’s led into a VIP section away from the one Em is in. He should stay away to keep from reigniting shit, but he has to see him.

Before he can decide it's a bad idea to chase him down, Em makes his way over to the area he saw Kelly go into. It's surprisingly easy to get in, the bouncers act like they don't know about the beef, or they've forgotten, or they just do give a fuck. Em barely needs to ask to be let in, and the red velvet rope separating him from Kelly is lifted easily.

He's only walked a few steps into the VIP section when he spots him. Kelly sits at a table already packed full with bottles, in a booth just as packed with his entire fucking entourage. The group is rowdy and having fun in that drunk, stupid way Em is only a few more years of sobriety away from forgetting.

That changes quickly when one by one the group notices him standing there, watching them. Conversation flickers out like candles in a wind storm. All at once.

Em doesn't know what the say. He hadn't been planning to see Machine Gun Kelly tonight, or ever. But faced with him, and his pretty, stupid face, Em can't think of a single thing to say that isn't bullshit of some sort. The bass of the music the club plays vibrates through the room, the only thing that keeping them from a true silence.

“I like you’re new stuff.” He offers as an olive branch to Kelly where he sits in the middle of the table. The compliment is the only sincere thing he can come up with. 

Kelly takes it with a smirk, “Thanks.” 

“I just came over here to let you know that we’re good now, man. No more bad blood.” Truthfully, there hasn’t been bad blood on Em’s side for at least a year. Only hot blood, coursing through his veins at a mile a minute every time he hears about Machine Gun Kelly or sees a picture of his face. 

“I’ve been over it, but aight.” Kelly reaches a hand up to run through his bleached bangs, and Em is reminded of exactly why they beefed in the first place. The kid is a cocky piece of shit.

The people at the table tut out small laughs. Em burns with shame. He doesn't know why he's here. He wanted to talk possibly, but there's no way the guy could untangle himself from everyone else in the booth to go somewhere else with him. Em doesn't know if he would even if he could.

Em clears his throat, "We good then, Kells?"

Kelly's mouth pulls tight and his brow wrinkles in confusion for just a moment before smoothing back into the easy smile and quirked brow, "I guess."

He holds one hand out over the table and the bottles. When Em takes it to shake it, he tries desperately not to think about how good Kelly's cool hand feels against his warm, sweaty one. The handshake lasts for a beat too long whole they look at each other. Kelly tries to figure out if this is some sort of trick. Em tries to figure out how to tell butterflies in your stomach from bubble guts because he feels flighty in his tummy. They pull away because if you don't break a handshake fast enough, you've just held jands, and they're about to become too slow.

Stepping away from the table, Em nods. He doesn't trust himself to say another word in front of this many people while his heart beats a storm of thuds into his chest, and turns from the group of people. It's awkward as fuck to do, probably even more awkward to watch.

Walking away, Em still doesn’t know what the feeling is. Sweaty palms and weak knees are just nerves over making up with someone. The butterflies in his stomach are gas or some shit. And the way his heart soared when Kelly let his hand linger in the handshake just a moment too long? ... Fuck. 

He was fucking star struck. By Machine Gun Kelly. And now he’s fucking screwed. 

[thebookreader12345]

Episode 7 Review

Chicago Med: A Square Peg in a Round Hole

The opening scene between Stevie and her mom was so cute! But we all know that shit's gonna go down because Stevie towed her van.

And Ethan Choi is back! I've never really liked Ethan too much, so I was surprised at how excited I was when he appeared. I guess he's been growing on me. I would also love to see some bonding moments between Ethan, Will, and Crockett because those men have been through so much together.

This whole flirting between Crockett and Blake's daughter has to stop. He literally just got out of a relationship with Natalie. Give him a break.

I have been waiting for a Dylan and Stevie team-up, and while this isn't exactly what I pictured, it fits the bill.

Sam Abrams makes an appearance! I know everyone, including myself, has wanted him back on our screens to grace us with his cockiness.

Will in a suit.....that's all that needs to be said.

Vanessa, please slow down, and stop taking the Adderall! You don't need it! You're amazing!

Dr. Cooper taking drugs? Plot twist! How is a doctor gonna do that himself when he knows the risks of cocaine? And of course, when he loses consciousness, we see Will spring into action. I would let that man do CPR on me any day.

Stevie, why would you tell your mom about her van? That was a disaster waiting to happen.

Chicago Fire: Whom Shall I Fear?

Okay, we all know that Casey can't be replaced, but Pelham seems like a good guy, so we'll see how this goes.

*Gasp* The corned beef recipe! Gallo, you better do it justice.

Not Gallo already getting pissed off at Pelham because he ended up being right about what to do at the factory. Gallo, I get Casey's not here anymore, but don't take that out on Pelham.

Violet, girl, you're totally jealous. Just admit it.

Seager, please go away. Just go and never come back. And while you're at it, stop flirting with Kelly!

Good news though, Kelly and Seager have found that the janitor is the one setting the fires, so all they've gotta do is arrest him. Case closed.

It's always a pleasure when Kevin Atwater graces our screens. The man is amazing, plus he's fun to look at.

We all knew the arsonist was eventually gonna do something crazy, and blowing himself up is definitely in that realm.

I see you Pelham. Putting yourself in danger just to make sure Boden and that little girl was were safe was a bold move, and I liked it.

No! Sylvie's trip got cancelled. Can her and Matt just be happy for once? But at least we got that sweet moment between Sylvie and Gallo. I love the two of them, so seeing them get a few scenes together in this episode was nice.

Chicago PD: Trust Me

Who's birthday is Voight celebrating? Al's, his wife's, Justin's? We may never know.

And the fantastic duo of Atwater and Ruzek are back at it again. We love to see it! Sadly though, that moment was ruined by a crew going in and shooting up the place. At least it was good while it lasted.

Jay being sassy with Anna? Loved it! Would 10/10 want him to act that way again.

Now Anna, why would you sneak into a police sergeant's backyard? That's probably the stupidest thing you can do.

Not the truck! How could the writer's do something like that? Jay's truck is sacred. It better get fixed up or else we're rioting.

The team can 100% sense the tension between Jay and Voight cause they all just stand their awkwardly and glance at each other whenever Jay and Voight have a disagreement.

I love Hailey so much! And the moment between her and Jay in the observation room was much needed. Their relationship is slowly falling apart, and we need them to talk and resolve their issues.

Okay, but Anna has to be playing them, right? There's no way she's not.

I'm sorry, Jay and Hailey in police uniforms? Yes please. They both look so good!

Jay, don't say shit like you're gonna be leaving the unit. Don't scare us all like that. Just sort out whatever is going on between you and Voight and we'll all be good.

So it was Justin's birthday. That just brings up flashbacks we don't want or need to remember.

[whatiwillsay]

hey! i love your blog and i've read the swiftgron masterpost. i'm kinda wondering what songs (you're pretty sure) are about dianna?

(also i think wanegbt is abt di but it's more of taylor poking fun of her and di's on/off rs rather than a "shady" breakup song. i kind of see some parallels between wanegbt and ayhtdws)

oh yessss last time i got this question it ripped the fandom asunder (kidding but you know people disagree w me)

ok let’s start with Red

SINCE I CLEARLY PROVED AND ESTABLISHED THAT SWIFTGRON WAS NOT ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED UNTIL SPRING OF 2012 BECAUSE BOTH LADIES SEEM TO BE INVOLVED WITH OTHER WOMEN UP UNTIL THAT POINT CLICK HERE FOR PROOF OF ALL OF THAT

it’s fair to say none of the breakup songs are about Dianna

state of grace mentions four blue eyes, a fire sign, and is a breakup song so not dianna

red = breakup song = not dianna

we know IKYWT was not about her because breakup song

taylor said treacherous was about the same person as IKYWT so we cannot claim that song (SADLY I WISH WE COULD IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL) All Too Well = written long before dianna was on the scene and a breakup song so not Dianna

22 = well her damn name is in the liner notes so this is the first song we can canonically claim for swiftgron nation yasssss

I almost do = break up = nope

we are never ever getting back together - this one i waver on.  the indie record line is dianna to a T and it is very light-hearted and almost satirical song.  i think it’s possible it was born out of silly tiff the two had, but one issue with claiming this for swiftgron nation is when taylor wrote the song in June the girls had not been separated for an entire month so the “we hadn’t seen each other in a month when you said you needed space line” would be sort of “inaccurate” (ofc it’s music/poetry so you know taylor could easily fudge that detail/use hyperbole in a song but still now that i know the timeline as well as i do i have to note that) - dianna did tweet about that song so perhaps she was claiming it, perhaps she was just celebrating her girl - i’m undecided here y’all tell me who it’s about

 stay stay stay = i’ve heard it was written in 2010 but never seen a receipt.  if it wasn’t then i would claim it. y’all tell me.

the last time = breakup song written just as swiftgron was happily ramping up in spring 2012 = not dianna

holy ground = breakup/reflective song written before swiftgron was together = not dianna (YES i KNOW about the note on the door with the joke they made but i think that’s a coincidence - the song was written before that party)

sad beautiful tragic = nope break up so not dianna

the lucky one = written either right before or right after they got together, supposed to be about joni Mitchell right?  posssssibly inspired a bit by dianna’s experience in Hollywood? but i don’t think so.  this was before she was written out of glee.

everything has changed = YEP swiftgron love ANTHEM.  (i think it was originally written for liz with her Gemini status and green eyes but taylor flipped the lyrics and dianna tweeted that bitch the day red came out it’s HERS)

starlight = about the Kennedys but maybe a hint of the swiftgron early love story hidden in there begin again = swiftgron love anthem!!!  come back... be here = swiftgron love anthem!

the moment i knew = no

girl at home = no

now for 1989

welcome to ny = not dianna but it’s a skip anyway so who cares? it’s a friendship song about appreciating the city and maybe hints of karlie

blank space = nope satirical reflective song

style = yes cam’s fav thankfully is a swiftgron anthem!!! 

out of the woods = i used to think was a song ab bearding with harry but just last night while recording a pod ep i decided no it’s a swiftgron song! listen to it today click here

all you had to do was stay = yep and tbh (aside from babe) that’s as bad as it gets for our girl i personally think.  taylor has dropped some absolute DISS TRACKS about exes and people she has beef with but dianna never got put on blast compared to mad woman, should've said no, dear john, among others

shake it off = nope and skip

i wish you would = yep about dianna driving by her house after they were broken up in fall of 2013

bad blood = i kind of do think this is about katy perry but it’s not about a business dispute idk i don’t know how to exactly explain but it’s a vibe

wildest dreams = song about karlie that she wrote through the lens of just having had a rough breakup with dianna “i can see it ends as it begins” she’s nervous at the start because she’s scared kaylor will end the same way, but in general it’s about karlie tho the hint of a swiftgron breakup is in the air

how you get the girl = yep about dianna (supposedly proposing tho tbh i don’t know if i believe that)

this love = yep about her and dianna reuniting in fall 2012 i know places = so i know supposedly kimby kloss liked a tweet that said it was about karlie (haven’t seen the receipt but whatever) but kaylors gotta pick blue or green eyes.  dianna has green eyes.  taylor starts singing about blue eyes when she gets with karlie, and also taylor writes the line “we are the foxes” i believe she had already written that line or had it planned out when she wore that stupid fox sweater when she was out with harry in nyc because she was planning on people tying that lyric back to that day and tie the song to harry because she’s insane like that:

so if she had already written the line at the time of this hangout the song is about dianna (or you know...harry if you’re into that but if you are why are you on this blog bye)

clean = yes swiftgron breakup anthem

wonderland = i think about kellie pickler

you are in love = about karlie but early drafts supposedly contained the lyric you were in love so maybe originally about looking back on her relationship with dianna but taylor firmly gave it to karlie with that Instagram post

new romantics = just about friends and fun and should have replaced welcome to ny

OTHERS:

babe obviously

and i think you can make differing strengths of arguments for other post 1989 songs but none i would lose sleep over someone telling me it wasn’t dianna

so it goes..., death by a thousand cuts, and the 1 are the ones i think there are the strongest arguments for

also i think lea michele’s songs battlefield and on my way are about her but who asked

also thank you for loving my blog this blog loves you back!

also to be clear i don’t know for sure who any songs are actually about let me make it clear that this is just my best guess and opinion

also the thing ab wonderland being about kellie pickler was a joke it’s obviously the loudest most obnoxious swiftgron song in existence

[acircusfullofdemons]

ARCADIA: HIDDEN IN CODE [HUMAN AU]

This is a Human!AU I've made because most of not all my paras are some sort of supernatural creature — don't be fooled, even if they "look" human, they still have some magical ability. So for this AU, they're just like humans irl.

Also, after some thinking, I’ve decided that they’re all going to be around college-age (I think Anthony & Jordan are a tad younger – juniors or seniors idk) seeing as how I myself am soon entering college...hooray...

ANTHONY MORNINGSTAR

His family is very, very rich. You'd think this would be great, but most only like him for his money, so he doesn't have a lot of "real" friends.

He meets Jordan first & then by extension Elliott.

Honestly? His parents probably force him to become a business major in order to take over the ‘family business’. Anthony hates it but doesn’t really know what else he wants to do yet. I think eventually he just drops out & moves in with Jordan for a bit tbh.

Y'know he probably came out as trans to his family after he got a name change / started T...not sure how well they'd take it, though.

CALYPSO RAYMOND

He's a Theater Kid. Everyone at the circus is in his theater class. He’s majoring in Musical Theater!

Him & Reverie (who's called Cecilia in this au) ACTUALLY spend time together. Ikr, spending time with your twin sister? What a concept. He used to live with her & their parents before moving in with Rowan & Jane.

He has a Youtube Channel where he sings covers & original songs. He also makes waayyy to many tiktoks.

Does gymnastics w/Cecilia on the side.

ELLIOTT HART

She works part-time at StarLight Museum, which is also owned by her mother, Ruth.

Her & Jordan actually grow up together….the chaos Ruth & Gregory had to go through, everyone pray for them.

Her appearance changes a bit: she has blonde hair & blueish-gray eyes instead of brown hair & green eyes. Though….there's always the possibility of her dying it brown one day…

Is renting an apartment with Toby, they’re roommates (omg they were roommates…)

JANE BELLEROSE

You know what? She's still a teen mom & has Jace. Her parents end up kicking her out so she goes to live with Rowan instead (their childhood friends + Seth [aka rowans dad] was ok with it before they moved out).

Going to college to do something in childcare, possibly be a social worker.

Oh there's definitely gonna be beef between her & Sam (= Jace's dad). I don't think it'll last for long tho bc (1) I don't really wanna think about Sam, (2) Jane is fine being a single mother, (3) Sam doesn't really care all that much about having a son tbh. Sure, he may have tried to get custody, but only bc of the money child support would give him.

She does kickboxing & martial arts! It's her favorite pastime & helps her blow off steam.

JORDAN HART

Probably one of the few times Cyber goes by their legal name (= Jordan).

Still has a prosthetic arm, probably got it in an unfortunate car accident.

STEM Major...you already KNOW they’re going into robotics. Or a mechanic...something that let's them work with machines, that's for sure.

Other than that they probably just spend way too much time on the internet ngl.

ROWAN DELLACROY

His dads the chief of police...which isn't all that fun when you live in a small town & everyone avoids you bc they think you're gonna rat them out.

He babysits Blair, Kelly is his foster / adoptive sister (he also watches Jace for Jane sometimes).

Him & Jane are childhood friends, which is how they know each other. One day he just randomly met Calypso — I'm honestly not sure how — and he's never known peace since.

Working on a Masters Degree in Public Health to become an epidemiologist (someone who studies diseases….sir pls help us with covid).

TOBY REYNOLDS

Of course he’s getting a history major. I think he wants to be a history teacher??

Also works are StarLight Museum...but in a totally different section then Elliott goddamn it.

In terms of family, he has a dad & 2 older brothers.

He builds robots with Jordan in his spare time! He's also part of an online photography group.

[emgkheadcannons]

Clothes Headcanon Part 4

Here is part 4. It just got long so I put in a keep reading to make it easier to scroll.

Lingerie

Kelly likes clothes. He likes the way they can make him feel, and dressing nice makes him feel better about himself. He has been on the runway, and in photo shoots. The thing is sometimes Kelly doesn’t want to dress like a rap/rock star. Sometimes he wants to be really comfy, sometimes he likes to feel soft, pretty, and delicate, and sometimes he wants to be sexy, and beautiful,  and the clothes that make him feel this way are oversized sweaters, fuzzy socks, lingerie, and other pieces of clothing that society says are for women. He likes how he looks in clothes, though he doesn’t let anyone else see him in them. 

******

Kelly owned a lingerie chest before he started dating Em. It is a tall, narrow chest with five drawers and a jewelry box on top. He keeps it tucked to the side, out of the way. He has a few pairs of panties, some bralettes, a couple of babydoll tops, and a little bit of everything.  He has never shown or told anyone about the chest before. Most see it and think it’s a jewelry box and nothing more. 

Em stumbles upon it when looking around Kelly’s closet one day. They had ended their beef a while ago and were sort of dating. Kelly had been giving Em a tour of his house, when he got an important phone call. He told Em to make himself at home and feel free to explore. 

Em had been looking around Kelly’s closet when he saw the tall, narrow chest. He opened the lid to see a few pieces of jewelry, nothing really stood out to him. Then he opened the first drawer, and inside were only two pairs of stockings, and a single garter belt. The first pair were black, fishnets with a thick band of lace at the top. The other pair was a set of delicate, white lace, with an intricate flower design; the top was scalloped, and edged with a silk ribbon, with a little bow on the side. Em gently put the stockings back in the drawer, and closed it before opening the next. 

The second drawer wasn’t even half way full with maybe six pairs of panties. The first pair Em sees is a pair of black, silk, ruffled boy shorts. He grabs the pair of light blue panties next to them, and pulls them out for a better look. The front of them look pretty normal, just kind of sheer, then he turns them around to look at the back. The back was a mixture of lace and straps. Two straps came from each side and were connected to the lace in the center. The lower part of the ass was all blue lace that tapered up ending when it met the top strap that went around the waist. There was even a silk bow at the top where the lace met the top strap. 

Looking at the panties made Em mad. How dare Colson keep his ex’s underwear, and in a special chest of drawers. How dare he keep his sex trophy’s in such an ostentatious place. He looked down at the again and noticed that the panties were cut differently. Then it hit him. These things weren’t Kelly’s ex’s clothes, they were his. These panties were for men. 

Em folded and placed the blue panties back drawer and closed it. He walked away deciding not to open another drawer. It did make him wonder who Kelly had worn those panties for. Would he wear them for him? 

Em walked back over to the chest of drawers and decided to try a different drawer. Inside were three sets of silk sleep clothes. The first was a dusty pink camisole with matching shorts with some beige lace around the edge. The second was another camisole with matching shorts, except these were cotton with a sunflower pattern. The last was a black, babydoll, nightgown. Em lifts the nightgown out of the drawer by the straps. The bodice was silk, in a simple heart cut, with a light blue ribbon that runs under the chest, ending in a bow, with the sheer, lacey skirt, with ruffles on the hem. The fabric is so soft as he rubs it between his fingers. He gently puts the dress back where it belongs, and softly closes the drawer, imagining Kelly wearing the nightgown for him.

The next drawer has what looks like a corset. He picks it up, and it is a corset. A silky black corset, with red trim. There is another one under it, but before he can put the garment back, Kelly walks in. They both freeze, neither one knowing what to do, or say. Em noticies how red and embarrassed Kelly looks, and decides to break the silence. “Hey it’s okay. A lot of people have kinks, and this isn’t a weird one.”

“It’s not a sex thing, well mostly not a sex thing. I just like the way I look in them. I feel pretty. I grew kinda poor, and being able to wear nice clothes makes me feel good about myself. They also feel good wearing them; most of them are really soft, and silky.” Kelly explains. 

Em understood. Growing up on a single parent income, seeing what others had, having to wear second hand clothing all the time, it not always fitting. He also knew Kelly was bullied a lot in school for being poor. Who is he to judge what the guy wants to wear now that he can afford nice stuff. 

Em looks over to Kelly, seeing him shifting his weight from side to side. Em looks down at the corset in his hands, then back at Kelly, before opening his mouth. “They are very pretty.”

Kelly relaxes a little, but still looks pretty nervous, waiting for Em to say more. “So which … um ... which ones are your favorites, or like to wear?”

Kelly shows him his collection of sweaters, to the side of the chest; soft normal and oversized sweaters, cropped sweaters, or the semi see through loose knit sweater are all stacked neatly, on shelves. He pulls down a soft, white, oversized sweater that has long sleeves, and a cowl neck. 

“This is one of my favorite sweaters.” Kelly says with a blush. It looked very soft, and comfy.

“Do you want to wear it? I wouldn’t mind seeing you in it. I’ll be back in your room.” 

Kelly puts the sweater on, along with some fuzzy socks and joins Em in his bedroom, who is watching some sports game. Kelly is stiff and is sitting too far from Em, in his opinion. Em grabs Kelly’s arm, pulling him over, so Kelly will hopefully curl up against him. It works, and they have a nice evening together. 

******

Em works hard to make Kelly comfortable wearing his pretty clothes around him. He even starts buying him pieces. He makes sure to complement Kelly when he wears something. Em loves soft comfy Kelly. It usually means that they are going to have a night in and do simple things like cuddle one the couch, watch movies, and lazily make-out. A cuddly Kelly is a happy Kelly. Em starts to join Kelly and wears his sweaters more. He even buys more because Kelly likes to wear his sometimes, and Em fucking loves seeing his boyfriend in hs sweaters. Kelly might be taller but Em was bigger, and bulkier. Over time Kelly gets really comfortable wearing pretty clothes around Em, and now he has a section in Em’s closet just for some of the special clothes that he and Em love; he has moved his lingerie chest into this section. 

******

Kelly knows Em is really driven by what he sees, and he uses it to his advantage. He knows some of his pretty clothes turn Em on, like his nightgown, and pantes, but that his boyfriend respects that he wears them mostly to feel good, but sometimes Kelly wants to be sexy in them too.

Kelly comes back into the movie room, with his favorite sweater on, and some matching socks that disappeared under the hem of his sweater. He sits next to Em, curling into his side like he did on the first night he wore this sweater for his boyfriend. Em’s arm automatically wraps around Kelly’s waist. Kelly puts his head on Em’s shoulder, and nuzzles his neck. Em looks over, thinking how cute his boyfriend looks, and goes in for a kiss. 

As their lazy makeout turns more heated, Kelly moves to straddle the older rappers lap, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. Em has one hand on the back of his neck and the other hand rubbing up and down Kelly’s thigh. Once they break apart, breathing heavy, Em starts to make his way down Kelly’s neck. The cowl neck of the sweater gives Em access to his neck and collar bone, letting him bite and suck along the curve, making Kelly release breathy moans and gasps. The hand rubbing Kelly’s thigh moves up toward his ass. Em feels the lacey material and groans. Kelly was wearing panties for him.

“I think we should move this to the bedroom.” Kelly purrs into his ear.

Em shifts his hands to support Kelly’s weight better and stands up, with Kelly in his arms. 

Kelly lets out a yelp at the abrupt movement, squeezing his arms tighter and wrapping his legs around Em. Em carries Kelly to the master bedroom and sits on the bed, with the blond sitting  on his lap again.

“So what brought this on?” Em asks as he leans against the pillows groping Kelly’s ass through the sweater. 

“I wanted to be pretty, but i’m also horny.” Kelly replies bluntly. 

“So are you going to take off your pretty sweater, or do you need me to do it?”

Kelly is blushing; he knew Em would be into him wearing panties, but he didn’t realise the man  would like them this much. He rises to his knees, grabs the hem of his sweater, and slowly pulls it up and over his head, revealing the lingerie he is wearing. He twists his torso so EM can see more of his outfit.

The panties are a pair of sheer, lacey, baby pink hipsters, with a trail of silk pink bows down the seam in the back, and dotted with pink and white rhinestones. They fit Kelly’s ass perfectly, hugging all the right curves. He can see some of Kelly’s ass peeking at the edges. 

The coset starts under Kelly’s chest, and ends at the top of his panties. It was the same lacey baby pink fabric, with rhinestones at the bottom. The laces in the back were silky like the bows on his ass, and were pulled tight, with the ends tucked in. It wasn’t a shaping corset, more of a fashion statement. 

Em is breathless, not only is Kelly gorgeous in them, but sexy as fuck. Em can’t remember the last time he was this hard. 

Kelly sits there waiting for the older man to say something, shifting as more time passes, without Em saying anything. Doubt slowly creeping in.

The soft smile drops off Kelly’s face, thinking that maybe this was too much for Em. “Um … do you …. Is … is this okay?” 

The question brings Em back to the present. Looking up at Kelly’s face, seeing the worry, Em knows he needs to say something, but for once his words have failed him. Instead, the older man surges forward, capturing Kelly’s lips. One hand tangling in the blonds hair, the other grabbing a lace covered ass check. 

Shocked Kelly takes a moment to return the kiss, but when he does, the taller man wraps his arms around Em’s neck, pushing their bodies closer together.

******

 Now that they spend more of their time at Em’s house, the lingerie chest is now located in Em’s closet, along with many of Kelly’s other clothes, normal and pretty.

Em loves Kelly’s pretty clothes, and loves buying them too. He regularly buys him new socks, stockings, sweaters. He has also taken to filling the chest with lingerie he himself has picked out for Kells, and jewelry to fill the top.

Most of the time Kelly still wears his pretty clothes for him but sometimes he wears them to have fun with Em.

[allsassnoclass]

You’re right about the kid Dimitri thing it’s a cute element of the movie that adds to their relationship and also dimitris search bc he’s looking for the girl he saved. See I have an attachment to Rasputin&the bat which is half my issue but you’re right about the new guy just. Not being dangerous enough for it to work in the musical. Also pls go off about Newsies I wanna hear about that one

okay this is going under a read more because it inevitably will get very very long.  also spoilers for newsies (1992 movie and musical) below:

first of all a disclaimer: I do like the musical and this isn’t me saying that they didn’t improve anything (Crutchy/Crutchie, actually developing their token female (although I do have thoughts about that as well), what they did with “Once and for All” etc.) but I was a fan of the 1992 movie first so my loyalties lie there.  Also this is all just my opinion

First and foremost: all characters except for Jack, Medda, Crutchie, and Pultizer were done dirty.  The background characters were my favorite part of the movie and the musical really dropped the ball with them, often at the sacrifice of historical accuracy

Mush Meyers, Boots, Kid Blink, Racetrack Higgins, and Spot Conlon were all real people actually involved in the strike (Kid Blink was historically the leader, they created Jack Kelly to have more freedom with characterization), and all of these characters were taken out of the musical or given lesser roles.  They also (along with Crutchy) create the supporting cast (with Jack, Denton, David, and Les being the main cast), which means I was emotionally attached to all of these people and then they were taken away from me :( It’s clear that the people adapting the musical did not think they were important enough to keep consistent, which is just false

In general, because they spend so much time focusing on Jack and Katherine, all of the background newsies are less developed, which means that the Found Family vibes are also slightly less developed (especially when taking away the lodging house/newsies square as a definitive home base and Kloppman as a father/grandfather figure)

seriously I miss Kloppman that dude woke them up every morning, helped them with their spelling, lied to Snyder’s face about Jack’s whereabouts... MVP right there

Racetrack and Spot were done the most dirty (because the others don’t even exist).  Allow me to explain: In the movie and in real life, Racetrack got his name because he sells at Sheepshead Races and bets on the horses there (the betting is more of a reoccurring thing in the movie).  Therefore, in “King of New York,” he is the character to wish for “a permanent spot at Sheepshead Races,” and for absolutely no reason (besides laziness) they have someone else say that in the musical and also cut half his name???  He also is shown to be very good with kids (David telling him to watch Les when he goes after Jack, all of his interactions with Snipeshooter), and there’s an interesting thing to be said about how Wiesel will spot him papers.  All of this is lost simply because they don’t have the stage time for the background newsies

SPOT CONLON! WAS RUINED! perhaps that’s a very strong opinion but they really did him dirty.  In the movie he’s a shrimp with the aura of a mob boss.  he wasn’t buff, and that made him more intimidating because he still somehow was arguably the most powerful newsie! also by cutting out the scene where Jack, David, and Boots go to Brooklyn to see him, we miss seeing him as a true leader and getting an actual introduction to him and how the newsies of different boroughs interact.  I miss his slingshot and his pimp cane.  I miss David calling him the key to the strike.  I miss him showing up earlier than the second act so it actually makes sense for him to be seen as the strike leader that the musical is so desperate to make him (seriously what’s the point of him being in Pulitzer’s office at the end???). also by introducing him later we miss all of the sprace moments :(

I even have some beef with Katherine because, although she’s much more developed as a love interest than Sarah (rip Sarah 1992 maybe if they had actually kept her song Truth About the Moon in there...), I think it was cheap and unnecessary to make her Pulitzer’s daughter, and she doesn’t really have much of a personality outside of Strong Independent Woman who still somehow needs a man in order to get her big break.  She was really written as a Token Female and while I love her and I appreciate that she wants agency and to fight for a cause, Sarah punching a Delancey brother was more feminist.  Also, even David’s role in the story was lessened in order to give room for Katherine’s whole subplot and Dramatic Family Reveal and as an avid Javid shipper that made me sad :(

Now on to more plot-focused concerns!

The! Betrayal! Scene! The movie betrayal scene! So much better! Allow me to explain!

First of all, Jack just waltzing into Pulitzer’s office and getting captured? boring. cheap.  Snyder and the police infiltrating the rally so we get to see Every Single Newsie try so desperately to keep Jack safe and yet he (and all the named newsies) still get captured? Heartbreaking! Engaging! Shows plainly the bond of the newsies!

(also allowed us to have the “on the grounds of Brooklyn, your honor” line at the trial)

The one-on-one confrontation between Jack and Pulitzer is much more engaging and more of a game of wits in my opinion.  You don’t feel like Jack is the underdog and won’t win until Pulitzer directly threatens David, whereas having all of Pulitzer’s friends there in the musical means Jack is automatically going to lose and you don’t even get a chance to cheer for him

The Alley Scene!!!!

Then the actual betrayal scene, with Jack fully dressed like a scab.  every single newsie feeling personally hurt and calling out to Jack, spot having to be forcibly pulled back by multiple people, and then David gets the chance to speak and nearly starts a fist fight when he was the one who always said they couldn’t beat up the scabs… “I ain’t got nobody tucking me in at night, like you.  It’s just me, and I gotta look out for myself” “you had the newsies!”

I quote that scene so much y’all

I miss Jack meeting David’s whole family.  It really shows what Jack himself is missing and longing for, it more blatantly shows David’s Jewishness, and makes Jack finding a family with David and the newsies that much sweeter at the end.  I also liked how a nuclear family was something no movie newsies had (less historically accurate, I know) because I think that bonded them together more, because they genuinely only had each other in the movie (can you tell that found family is extremely important to me)

Jack’s background story.  him lying about his name and then it all getting revealed at the trial was a very spicy moment, and I think it shows just how much he relied on Santa Fe as an escape for him.  He’s created an entire other life in his imagination for himself, going so far as to change his name and fantasize about having a family, and I think that that makes his decision to stay in New York and accept both his reality and the newsies as his family sweeter

also in the musical it’s implied that Jack stole food and clothing for the kids in the refuge, and that’s how he got himself arrested the first time.  I almost like it better if he was stealing for himself at first, because I like having a protagonist who doesn’t need to always be completely altruistic like he was starving and he stole some food and I think that’s justified, so I don’t like how they felt the need to turn him into some sort of saint who was stealing for someone else (that’s a really nitpicky thing but!)

The absolutely bonkers commitment to nicknames in the movie was very spicy.  I think Jake (and Jack, who was lying, and David and Les, who started as outsiders) was the only one with a name and he was even a very deep background newsie.  Wasn’t historically accurate but it sure created a lot of possibilities about the power of names that could be exploited in fanfiction

And now some nitpicky things about elements of a musical that bothered me:

they took away the upper harmonies in carrying the banner???? why would you do that you have Broadway singers and you take away the upper harmony???

switching Jack’s line of “I want space not just air” to “I need space and fresh air” idk I think the first one more fully portrays how trapped he feels in New York and in his situation also it’s more poetic

I’ve already talked about Race’s line in King of New York :)

how all of the newsies are supposed to be kids but instead were played by adults... I know this was because of child labor laws but that’s why newsies is going to be best done as a high school musical (or a combined middle school/high school like my school was... Mr. Holsen when you retire put in a good word for me so I can take over).  if you don’t have at least 3 newsies who are small and young enough to be lifted onto another newsie’s shoulders then you’re doing it wrong

this is very much a personal preference but I really liked how the color pallet in the movie was a lot of browns and earth tones.  with the musical doing a lot of steel and blues it definitely feels like the progression into the mechanical age but it also feels colder and more rigid and I liked the warmth of the movie.

In a similar vein that is also a very personal preference, I liked how the singing and dancing was a bit rougher around the edges in the movie.  I’m a dancer so Of Course I love the Broadway choreo but it feels too polished sometimes.  these are young scrappy kids and they’re dancing like professionals who went to julliard (which like. some of them probably did). the scruffiness of the movie makes it feel more down to earth and swallowable for me

Jack’s cowboy hat :( Jack’s costume in general :( his nickname is cowboy and they took away his cowboy hat and red bandana :(

This is obnoxiously long but I just. y’all I have so many feelings about newsies and everyone always talks about the musical when they’re really two different stories and I just want to talk about the movie so thank you for indulging me

[honey-bri-books]

Inside Out: CasDeanSam

SPN Fan fic, fluff. All characters created by Eric Kripke. Depressing, but nothing too graphic, R-rated, etc.

****INSIDE****

Sam Winchester gets up from his bed, after having finally finished Season 2 of ‘Stranger Things’. He knew he was still behind, but to at least complete the second season was an accomplishment of sorts. He stretches and yawns, then realizes it’s been hours since he’s eaten. Sam was never one to eat in bed unless he was sick. Not ever since he had settled down on Dean’s bed, as they watched streaming from his lap top...and Sam had ended up getting bite marks all over his body from bed bugs, that lived off of Dean’s leftovers likely still stuck in between the sheets.

Sam heads to the kitchen. He’s about to fix himself a salad, when he notices something strange. He opens up the fridge and sees it’s still full of lunch meat, hotdogs, ground beef, eggs, bacon..the only thing missing from his recent trip to the store is all of the beer. Sam furrows his brows. He knows his brother has been cooped up in the bunker for the past week or so, his impala parked outside in the same spot all that time. 

Sam goes to Dean’s bedroom door and knocks.

SAM: Dean? I was gonna make dinner. You hungry? He knocks again. He hears a thump against the other side of Dean’s bedroom door. Sam tries opening it and hears a grunt..

DEAN: I’m good, Sammy. Don’t make anything for me. Sam closes his eyes. Dean’s words sounded slurred together. He’s drunk again.. Without knocking again, he opens Dean’s door and looks inside. 

It’s dark and at first he doesn’t see Dean until he can hear him coughing from the floor, by the bed. He has a beer bottle in his hand, several empty ones lying near him, by the bedside table. There is an empty bottle of wine on the desk.

SAM: Dean, maybe you should get some fresh air. Dean raises a hand to shield the light coming from the hallway, from his eyes.

DEAN: Nope’m’good..go away Sam..just leave. Dean sounds like the life has been beaten out of him. Sam steps to move inside the bedroom, but Dean suddenly throws his beer bottle at him. It crashes against the wall, as Sam pulls away. I said get the hell out...now!

Sam just looks at his brother, pathetically. Dean struggles to pull himself onto his bed, and then collapses back onto the floor. He looks as if he’s been crying. Just go away, please... he mutters weakly. Sam starts to protest, but then just quietly closes the door. He goes into the other room and pulls out his phone. He had to try again...

He doesn’t even bother going through his contacts, having the number he’s looking for memorized, hits ‘call’ and puts the phone to his ear. Sam braces himself for his call to go directly to voice mail, Who am I kidding? He’ll never answer my call, again..

****OUTSIDE***

Castiel sits in the driver’s seat of the truck, the engine still running, his hands on the wheel. He closes his eyes...home.. How he ended up parked outside of the bunker, he still wasn’t sure. Castiel had just completed a hunt with several other angels. 

There had been a demon pack torturing a group of kids leaving the library, after researching for a school project. The pack had been striking several other nearby locations, with an insane conviction that the best plan they could come up with in the darkest of times was to completely kill off the human race. A small group of angels had been alerted and were given a tip on the location of the next attack. Castiel and three other angels jumped the demons at the library, allowing the kids to get away. 

Unfortunately, it had not been a clean sweep. There was a casualty, and one of the angels had died on Castiel’s watch. The victim’s partner had been there and was inconsolable. Heartbroken, he refused to let go of his befallen, the love of his life, when the others had tried to pull him away, so they could get rid of the vessel.

The surviving angel of the couple had one arm wrapped around the dead angel and the other brandishing his angel blade, daring the others to touch either of them. No! You can’t! I’m never letting him go. Get away from him. Leave us alone! I promised him I’d never let him go....

Now, Castiel finds himself back at the bunker, wanting to turn off the engine, but afraid to get out of the truck. It’s better this way...it couldn’t last forever. I shouldn’t be back here. Yet, the minutes go by, and Castiel turns off the engine of the truck. He leans back against the driver’s seat, trying to decide whether he should get out of the truck or just turn around....his phone starts to vibrate. Castiel picks it up and sees that Sam Winchester is attempting to reach him. 

Cas waits for his phone to ignore the call and knows that Sam will end up leaving yet another message, begging him to come home. Telling him that he needs him...that Dean hasn’t been himself...Castiel turns off his phone. Would that be such a terrible thought? Dean acting unlike himself for once? No anger, no hate, no guilt? I had to leave him, I had to step out of his life, so that he could finally breathe, so that he could finally rest..Castiel’s body deflates, broken. His face is pained with longing. Dean...I only want you to be happy. That’s all I could  ever need..

Castiel steps out of the car, still gripping his cell-phone in his right hand. He walks over to the top railing of the stair case leading to the front entrance. When he starts to descend the stairs, he stops. He’s felt nothing but invisible knives, all over his body, piercing his arms, his legs, throat, his heart. His head aches. What am I doing? he whispers. 

Castiel sits down a moment, now dizzy. He had a chance to break free from the Winchesters, forever. After Sam had last put a GPS tracking device on his phone, Castiel had done the same thing with the Winchesters, when they were asleep. He could find out their location on any given day. He had intended it to be a way of finding them if they were ever in trouble and needed to get to each other....But what if it worked the opposite way? Castiel could always know where the Winchesters were, and could use that information to avoid them...he could save them from himself, for once. 

With one last look towards the door, a look full of love and longing and despair, Castiel slowly stands up, turns around and heads back to the truck. So he could get as far away from the Winchesters as possible. And he would stay away. He would ignore the incessant pull, the torment inside of him...Castiel finally understood that he was never meant to belong to a family, that he was never meant to be loved, by anyone. He had been selfish and wanting his entire existence. It was time to finally let Dean go..to just fight, to hunt, to protect...to make himself even somewhat worthy of a love that he knew he didn’t deserve.

When Castiel gets to the top of the stairs he stops another moment and looks up at the stars. He makes a wish, for Sam, for Dean...he prays for forgiveness... from Jack, from Mary, from Kelly. I’ve failed all of you. Finally, he makes it back inside of the truck. Before pulling away, he allows himself to mourn, thinking that this was the end of everything. Castiel cries quietly. There is an excruciating pain inside of his chest. He feels sick. After awhile, Castiel takes a deep breath. Looking at the bunker for the final time, he whispers....I love you. I’ll never stop..

And then he drives away. Dean begs from the depths of his bedroom, inside of the bunker. Prays desperately. 

DEAN praying: Cas...please come home...Castiel blocks out the prayer, holding tears in his eyes. He feels a thousand knives stabbing into his heart, as he drives away...increasing his speed whenever Dean manages to break through to him....Cas...

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pushing buttons ~ eminem

word count: 1912

request?: yes!

@thatonegirlthatlikesthings “Hi me again I literally love your writing so much omg I was wondering if you could once again indulge my Eminem obsession cuz my baby don’t get enough love🥺🥺 I was thinking like a angst/fluff where MGK tries to hit on the reader even though he’s with Meg Fox now and Em loses it and dr Dre and Paul try to call him down but it doesn’t really work and the reader has to chill him out. I love you I love your writing and I love you bye!🥰☺️❤️❤️”

description: in which his enemy tries to push his buttons by flirting with his girl

pairing: eminem x female!reader

warning: swearing

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“What the fuck is that prick doing here?”

Marshall glared at the tall blonde standing across the room with his arm around a familiar actress. It was the night of his launch party for his new album, and he thought it was just supposed to be personal friends of his as well as his friends from the industry. However, a few others from the industry had arrived as well, including the infamous Machine Gun Kelly.

“Paul invited him,” Marshall’s girlfriend, (Y/N) responded. “Said you two should try and squash the beef. Fans are getting tired of it.”

“Squashing the beef and becoming friends with the enemy are two totally different things,” Marshall hissed.

“You don’t have to be friends,” (Y/N) told him. “Just...shake his hand, look friendly for the pictures, end the beef.”

Marshall rolled his eyes as (Y/N) wrapped an arm around his waist and gave him a slight squeeze. “I know, I tried to tell Paul he should run this past you first. But him and MGK’s manager think it’s best for both of you to end the beef. He wants to move on with his new punk pop genre, you should move on too considering the fact that you absolutely destroyed him.”

She lowered her voice to a whisper for that last part, causing Marshall to smirk.

“This is gonna push me to drink,” he muttered as he noticed Kells approaching him.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” (Y/N) hissed. “If you break your sobriety, I will be your worst nightmare.”

Marshall smiled at her before dropping it to glare at Kells.

“Hey man,” Kells started. “Listen, thanks for the invitation. I know things have been rocky between us, but I hope you know I never meant any harm by my tweet about Hailie, and I still view you as a massive inspiration to me. I just thought...maybe I’d get more recognition with the diss, and it worked. It just sort of fucked up my rap career in the process.”

(Y/N) gave Marshall a quick look before sipping on the drink she had in her hand. They were both shocked by such a mature response from Kells, especially after the stuff Kells said about Marshall following the drop of Not Alike and Killshot.

She was watching her boyfriend expectantly as he processed what had been said to him. He glanced back at (Y/N) finally before saying, “No hard feelings, man. Tensions ran high, we both said some shit, I think it’s time we get past it.”

Kells smiled and offered a hand to Marshall. Although reluctant at first, Marshall took it and shook his hand. Kells soon left and went back to his girlfriend, knowing not to overstay his welcome.

“Was that so hard?” (Y/N) asked. “At least he’s being mature about it, too.”

“A little too mature,” Marshall said.

“Stop it, you just don’t like him. Let’s get a non-alcoholic beverage.”

~~~~~~

As the night continued, Marshall was pulled from (Y/N) as people kept coming and congratulating him on the album. She wasn’t too shocked, it was a normal occurrence. Luckily enough, she had come to know most of the people at the party through Marshall, so it wasn’t like she was awkwardly standing around for any amount of time.

She was at the snack table when a tall stature came to stand next to her.

“You lost your boyfriend, huh?’

(Y/N) looked up to see Kells stood next to her, a friendly smile on her face.

Despite the feud between the two, (Y/N) never had any sort of opinion on Kells. She hadn’t listened to his music - besides that one song with Camilla Cabello that blew up - and she didn’t want to form an opinion based on a beef she wasn’t even a part of. So, him standing next to her didn’t make her as angry as it had made Marshall earlier. Instead, she smiled back at him.

“Yeah,” she said. “Nothing new of course. Everyone congratulating him on the album and whatnot.”

“Seems like a lot of people just trying to kiss his ass.”

(Y/N) shrugged. “That may be true in some cases. Most of the people here who have already worked with him and known him for so long know better against that. Maybe it’s because they’ve already worked with him though, who knows. Where’s Megan?”

Kells gestured aimlessly into the crowd. “Also pulled away from me. Talking to...someone I guess.”

He didn’t sound too concerned over it, although maybe it was just the same situation (Y/N) was in. Megan was pretty popular as an actress, this was probably nothing new for Kells either.

“So, how did you and Em meet?” he asked, offering her one of the two red cups he had in his hand. (Y/N) didn’t think much of it at first. She figured he had probably gotten a drink for Megan then realized he had lost her in the crowd.

“We met through a mutual friend, actually. One from back in Detroit,” she explained. “I knew who Marshall was, obviously, but I was never really a hip hop fan. We got to talking and before I knew it, he was asking me out on a date. We were official within a month, and we’ve been together ever since. That was like...three years ago now, I think.”

She took a sip from the drink Kells had given her and cringed at the strong taste of alcohol in the cup. Noticing this, Kells asked, “Too strong?”

“Just not used to alcohol,” she explained. “I’ve mostly given it up in solidarity with Marshall. I’m proud of his sobriety, even if I’ve only been here for the tail end of it.”

“That’s lame,” Kells scoffed. “The old man shouldn’t hold you back from doing some fun shit.”

The tone of his voice plus the subtle diss caused a slight feeling of annoyance in her, but she pushed it down. Be the bigger person, she had been telling Marshall all night. She couldn’t go against that.

“He’s not holding me back from anything,” she responded. “I chose to do it. I just know it sucks to have to be sober when everyone around you is drunk or high. I want to be that one person he can confide in in those situations, you know?”

“You’re too good for him, man,” Kells said. “For real, you have a heart of gold and the body of a smoke show. You shouldn’t be wasting it all on that fucker. You should be getting with a real man.”

(Y/N) shuffled uncomfortably, now putting her cup down on the snack table. “I’m perfectly happy with Marshall, thank you. Besides, you have a girlfriend. One who is literally at this very party right now.”

He waved off the comment, as if it weren’t a real concern. (Y/N) looked around the room, desperate to find someone she knew who could save her from that situation.

Across the room, Marshall was glaring daggers into the back of Kells’ head. He could see the uncomfortable look on (Y/N)’s face, and saw the drink she had just discarded on the table. He knew something was happening, something he didn’t like.

“Why the fuck did you invite him?” he asked Paul. “Why didn’t you warn me first?”

“It needed to be an authentic meet up to end the beef,” Paul responded. “After tonight you won’t see or hear from him ever again.”

“You bet I won’t, because I’ll have him six feet under the fucking ground if he doesn’t get away from (Y/N).”

Paul looked over at the two. His face grew concerned upon seeing (Y/N)’s. “It can’t be anything too serious. He’s here with Megan, remember?”

“Do you see Megan anywhere around here, Paul?” Marshall asked.

He was so furious you could almost see the cartoon smoke coming from his ears. He was clutching his plastic cup so hard that it would’ve shattered into a million pieces if it was glass. It dropped from his hand suddenly when he saw Kells grab (Y/N)’s waist, trying to pull her closer to him. Both Paul and Dre had to grab him to stop him from going over and beating the shit out of Kells right then and there.

“Calm down, man,” Dre told him.

“He’s fucking touching her, Dre!” Marshall snapped. “She’s obviously uncomfortable, let me go over there and beat the shit out of him!”

“Not here,” Paul said. “Not in front of all these people. Go over and get her - peacefully - then you guys can just leave. This was a stupid idea from me.”

“Really fucking stupid,” Marshall hissed as he pulled away from the two. He tried to keep his anger at bay as he went over and wrapped an arm around (Y/N), effectively pulling her from Kells’ grasp. “Come on, babe, let’s go home.”

“What’s wrong, Marshall? Don’t like another man talking to your girl?” Kells challenged.

“I don’t like other men grabbing my girl when she’s obviously uncomfortable, no,” Marshall responded.

“Sounds a little insecure to me. Maybe you should work on that, man. You’ll be able to keep up with this absolute bombshell when you’re not so over jealous of her.”

Marshall’s grip on (Y/N)’s waist tightened. She tried to calm him down, but it was obvious he was past the point of no return.

“Fuck you,” he snapped. “Man, I don’t know what your fucking problem is, but you’re the one who started all of this shit. Now you’re coming here, to my launch party, trying to flirt with my girl, and now you’re insulting me?! Must be a sad existence you live, Kelly, when you can’t even be happy with your own success.  You have to keep trashing on someone else who’s doing much better than you.”

Kells’ cheeks were tinted pink with anger as he glared at the two of them.

“I suggest going to find your girlfriend while you still have one,” (Y/N) told him. “Because I will be telling her about this whole...incident between us.”

Before any other words could be said, Marshall took (Y/N) and guided her out of the building. When they got to the car, he sat in the driver’s seat for just a second, trying to make himself calm down.

“I should go back in there and fucking kill him,” he said, more to himself than to (Y/N).

“No you shouldn’t,” she told him. “He was just trying to push your buttons. He seems very happy with Megan, and there were so many other girls at that party he could’ve flirted with if he just wanted to be a scumbag. He only chose me because he knew it would get to you.”

She reached over and put a hand over one of Marshall’s that was clutching the steering wheel. On contact, he loosened his grip and realized how much his hands hurt from holding the wheel too tightly.

“Whatever his intentions were, they don’t matter,” she assured him. “I love you, Marshall, and only you. No other asshole will ever come in and swoop me away from you.”

He chuckled at her slight insult, their own way of flirting with one another. He leaned across and kissed her gently on the lips before finally starting the car.

“Let’s get the fuck out of here.”