#maybe its just fear lmaoooo

[nexttothelamp]

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[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

Hi!! Can i request a hurt/comfort hotch x reader?

Reader is starting to feel lonely in the relationship cause for the past 2 months hotch has only been home for a week total and she really misses him. They haven’t had time to themselves cause even when hotch is in virginia he’s in the office and him getting called out on a case during his day off happens more often than the both of them want to. and even when they text and call it’s not the same.

anyway hotch comes home in the middle of the night after a case and he just finds reader on the sofa crying cause she just really misses her boyfriend and the two of them finally talk about it.

You have permission to break my heart with the angst and put it back together. I know its long and i have no clue if it made sense so im sorry😭😭 enjoy your day💕

༉‧₊˚. 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭 || 𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫

― pairing: aaron hotchner x plus size!reader

― summary: you knew that being with aaron meant that his job came first, you just hadn't realized how badly it would actually affect you. now, your life and love is on the line.

― warnings: ANGST ANGST ANGST!!! you have been warned!, thoughts of breaking up, established relationship, hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, hints of depression.

― wc: 905

⋆ a/n: my first long fic back being angst LMAOOOO. i'm not going to lie, writing this kind of bummed me out a bit but that's how i knew it was going to be good LOL. but never fear, i got a few smutty things in the works, so keep a silly little eye out for that!! i love you guys so so much and thank you for your request!

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The room felt melancholic. Empty. 

The sounds of laughter that had once bounced off of the walls of your home now rang silently, one of the only people that knew of the joy that once made your house a home was long gone on a case right now.

You don’t know what to do. How could you last like this? How could your relationship? How could Jack?

Jack, the precious little boy that you had taken under your wing even before you and Aaron had ever made it official. You knew he missed his father dearly, but with every large life milestone the boy had completed, Aaron had missed out on. It had gotten to the point where Jack doesn’t bother to ask you if he could call his dad to tell him about it, because nine times out of ten, he knew that Aaron wouldn’t answer.

So now as you sit here on the couch in the dark with your head in your hands, you can’t help but think that maybe this was it, that it was time to consider the very dreaded other option. 

You tried your best to make your relationship with Aaron work, God did you try, but having to sit there and endure weeks of radio silence, of not knowing whether or not he was alive was excruciating. When he did have time to text or call you, every conversation was more and more distant. 

Hot tears rolled down your cheeks, and your bottom lip trembled. You crossed your arms and placed them on your knees where you leaned on them, staring out into the abyss of your dimly lit living room. You had just put Jack to sleep, and you didn’t want to risk waking him up.

Your eyes solemnly scaled the walls where the pictures of your little family hung, frames upon frames of happy smiling faces. 

What happened?

It was the fact you were absolutely drowning in your thoughts that you didn’t hear your front door unlock – something that your boyfriend would deeply frown upon. 

Aaron wasn’t surprised to find the apartment quiet, what he was surprised to find was your silhouette illuminated by a single lamp. What really set off the alarms in his brain was your shivering shoulders, which could only mean one thing.

“Sweetheart?” His deep voice pierced the thin air hovering above you. You just shook your head, any happiness that would have left your mouth died in your throat, the words leaving you was, “We have to talk.”

You hated doing this, but who’s to say he won’t get called in tomorrow? No, you had to do this now.

Aaron felt his heart fall into his stomach as he made his way over towards you, gently sitting down on the cushion next to yours, almost as if he was afraid to scare you.

“Of course. Are you okay?” He inquired in concern. You just shook your head again. “This isn’t working, Aaron.” The pain lacing your voice was unmissable. “What?” He’s completely caught off guard, because this was the last thing he’d expected to come home to.

“I can’t do this anymore… unless – unless we can figure something out but even then I-” He rushes to grab your hand, and it lays limp and cold in his warm and calloused one. “Honey please, what’s wrong? Tell me what I can do.” Holy shit, he’s panicking. 

“You’re never here anymore! I - I can’t remember the last time in the past two months that we’ve been able to have any alone time together! Most of the time you’re either gone in a whole different state or stuck in the office!” You couldn’t stop the word vomit from leaving, all kinds of emotions that had been kept dormant finally coming up to the surface.

You heaved out a deep breath, your body slumping in defeat. “Did you know that Jack learned how to ride a bike today?” You asked quietly. “No.” Aaron gulped, “I didn’t.”

A heavy silence settled between the two of you.

“What do you need me to do?” Finally, you looked at him.

There were unshed tears in your eyes, “What I want you to do, you can’t make it happen.” His eyebrows furrowed. “You want me to quit my job?”

“No,” You said with a disbelieving laugh. “I just want you to be there.”

“Who says I can’t do that?” His head tilts, his eyes boring into yours, desperately trying to read you. It was like his profiler skills didn’t exist. “Every time you’ve had a day off you’ve been called into the office one way or another.” Your tone is hopeless, like your situation can’t be helped. 

With a harsh squeeze of your eyelids, the tears began to fall, but Aaron was quick to swipe them away.

“Honey, look at me,” He cups the side of your cheek, his thumb brushing away the liquid. Hesitantly you did, and you instantly fell victim to the warmness of his irises. “I will fix this, because I am not losing you. My behavior has been completely unacceptable, and I swear that I will be here for you and Jack more consistently, I promise.”

“How do I know if this won’t happen again?

“I’ll make sure of it.” 

It was the finality in his voice that fizzled out the anxiety in your gut, setting your nerves at ease.

“Don’t make me regret this, Hotchner.”

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head over heels | M.S

This is my first fic, in a hot sec, so sorry if it's ass lmaoooo. Also it's long as fuck

Warnings: Drinking, Smut (don't read/keep scrolling if you don't want to or are uncomf or are a minor PLEASE), Dom!Matt, Angsty, Praise Kink (if you squint) I think that's it lol.

Word Count: 3.7k

Something happens and I’m head over heels. I never find out until I’m head over heels.

It had hit her like a truck. A semi truck, an 18 wheeler to be exact, carrying something so extremely heavy like granite slabs, or tons of cinder blocks, or even fucking boulders. And it was something so simple as waking up in the morning. She just looked over one night and something had happened, suddenly she was head over heels.

They had gone out for dinner and went to a small gathering after, and that’s where she found herself now. In the bathroom, face flushed, blood thrumming in her ears, hands shaky. There was no way she could have feelings for Matt. No way. The world had to have completely fallen off its axis right?  

There had to be another reason why she feels the way she feels. Seeing him smirk at his brother sent butterflies a flight in her stomach. Seeing him talk to another girl and brush her arm with his hand while laughing sent her heart to the middle of her throat. The laugh that roared out of his throat at something she said made her fists clench.  No. There’s no other reason. She was truly, terrifyingly, falling for Matt Sturniolo. She looked at herself in the mirror, willing to get a hold of her mind and body. Deep breaths she thought, just get through this night and you’ll be fine. Coming out of the bathroom she was faced with Madison, a knowing half smile on her face.

“I was wondering where you got off to. You practically ran out of the room. Anything you want to tell me?” she cocked her head.

“No” I shake my head “Just got a little overwhelmed for a sec, I’m fine though” 

“Whatever you say girl. You seemed a little – put off by something. Wouldn’t have to do with the girl Matt was talking to, would it?” Her eyebrows raised slightly.

“Wha-What are you talking about?”

“Don’t think I don't see how you two look at eachother.” What. “Oh come on. You both look at each other whenever the other isn’t paying attention. You watch as the other walks out of the room with this almost longing in your eyes. You both do.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about” I say as I gesture for her to move so we can exit the bathroom. 

Walking back into the living room, I grab a cup and quickly down ice cold water, feeling it cool down the fire in my veins. I could do this, I could. 

“Slow down there kid.” I hear a rumble from behind me. I turn to see blue eyes, lighter than the ones I see in my dreams. 

“Chris,” I smile, “Just water buddy, don’t worry.” I do my best not to look over to where Madison returned, where Matt is. Still talking to that girl.

“She’s annoying the shit out of him, just so you know.” My eyes widen at the statement. 

“I don’t kn-”

“Oh cut the bullshit.” He snaps at me. I swallow the lump in my throat. “You know it. I know it. Madison and Nick know it. Hell, I bet every random person knows it.” He sighs. “You both need to get balls and just say something. Literally anything. Because it’s painful to watch.”

“I’m scared,” I whisper. “I didn’t think I really knew until now. Until I saw him with that girl over there. That’s painful to watch”

“You know it’s mutual right?” He says gently.

I scoff, “You don’t have to say that. I don’t want to be pitied.”

“I’m not pitying you. Or lying. It’s mutual. I know my brother, and I’ve only seen him look at someone the way he looks at you maybe twice in his life. And it’s been a while.”

My head was spinning, my breath coming fast. I knew Chris wouldn’t lie to me but I couldn’t comprehend what he was saying. The doubt and feeling of not being good enough clouded my thoughts as I just stood staring at him. 

“You should talk to him. And talk to him soon.” He says with knowing eyes. “Nick and I have tried to get through to him on the matter but he refuses to listen, kid just makes excuses and changes the subject.” I nod at him. 

“I need time to just- I don’t know, process? This is new and weird and insane and I don’t even kno-”

“Relax. I’m not saying it has to be tonight. Take your time, but I do think this will all be alright.”

He walks away leaving me alone, but just momentarily as Madison comes back to me.

“Shots?” she smiles knowingly.

“Shots.”

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He’s still talking to the girl two hours later. And they’ve moved to the couch, his arm loosely around her shoulder and her hand on his knee. I feel sick, the burn of the alcohol starting to come up. Tears prick my eyes as I make eye contact with him. He tilts his head and furrows his eyebrows in a way to ask You good? I plaster on a smile and nod. Turning back to the counter to grab another beer. 

A hand on my shoulder snaps me out of my thoughts.

“What’s up? You look fucking miserable.” I turn to see Nick behind me, worry in his eyes.

“Just tired, thinking I may head home soon.” “Don’t go yet, come over to the couch and talk with us. Chris was just getting started on this insane story of what happened in this house last time he was here.”

“I’ll be over in a sec, just gonna run to the bathroom.”

After washing my hands, I run into a body leaving the bathroom and get slammed back into the door. 

“Christ, sorry it’s fucking packed in here.”

“You’re good.” I laugh softly looking up. Jesus, he was hot. Something about it seemed familiar. Blue eyes, floppy brown hair, tatto- fucking hell, he’s just like Matt. 

“Need another drink?” He nods to the empty beer bottle in my hand.

“Probably if I’m going to endure this for another hour or two.” I mutter. “What was that?”

“Yeah, yeah. Was just gonna grab another.”

“What a coincidence, so was I.” he smirked. Lord, he was hot. I follow him down the hallway, trying to squeeze past the bodies crammed into the few square feet we were trying to maneuver through. 

Next thing I know, we’re in the kitchen and Nick is calling my name. The blonde girl nowhere to be found.

“I told my friends I’d join them over there.” I say with a sympathetic tone. 

“Ah, gotcha.” He says with a small frown.

“You can… come if you want?”

“Yea, I’d like that.” He smiles. He walks behind me as I sit on the couch, him sitting on the arm.

“Hey, this is-” I stop in my tracks. I don’t know his fucking name. 

“Theo.” He pats my leg. I sense Matt’s eyes tracking the movement.

“Well Theo, welcome to the group.” Chris smirks. 

After 20 minutes of conversation and introductions, I find myself reaching the brink of my tolerance. One more drink and I’d probably be on my ass. Madison can obviously sense that as she hands me her cup of water with a raised brow. I nod in thanks. 

“You good?” Theo whispers in my ear.

“Perfectly fine.” I smile at him. I hear a deep breath from across me and look towards the sound. Matt. He looked furious. What the fuck?

“I think we’re going to get going.” He huffs out. Ok something was definitely wrong. Madison, Nick and Chris stand up following his lead.

“You coming?” Madison asks me. My heart stuttered. Do I go? Or do I stay, and try to fuck the feelings and thoughts running through my head away.

“No, I think I’m gonna stay a little longer.” I can see Theo smirk out of the corner of my eye. And, unfortunately, I can also see Matt’s jaw clenching, hands in fists, and his back go rigid. Chris shoots his eyes from me to Matt. Back and forth about five or so times. He definitely thought this was a bad idea. Madison’s trying to hide the proud smile forming on her face. I knew I would be getting a phone call from her as soon as we woke up in the morning. 

“Ok, well remember, we’re meeting at ours in the morning. You got the key?” Nick asks.

“I got it. I’ll see y’all tomorrow.” I nod, trying not to look Matt or Chris in the eyes.

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I woke up to a pounding headache and an arm draped over my waist. My heart dropped into my stomach. Matt? No. No, not Matt. Theo. Jesus Christ what was I doing. 

After getting back to Theo’s I had completely forgotten about my revelation earlier in the night. Well, kinda. He looked so much like him. Almost to an absurd level. He could be be their quadruplet for fucks sake. 

He was a good fuck, I had to admit, although I wasn’t surprised. I looked to my phone to see the time, 10:15. I had to get going, and fast. I slipped out of bed finding my clothes from last night, wiping the mascara from under my eyes. My hair was an absolute nest, and I sure looked thoroughly fucked. 

“Hey.” Theo mumbled into the pillow.

“Hey, I gotta get going.” I say sheepishly. See this was new for me. Not the fact that I fucked a guy hours after I met them, no that I did frequently. One time I only knew the guy for a mere 30 minutes before I went back to his place. But I never stay the night. Ever. 

“Let me drive you. And here.” He starts getting up and throws me a shirt. I bite my lip. I want to get out of here. Now.

“No, no it’s ok I can get an uber.”

“Please. Let me drive you.” God WHY did he have to be so nice. Fuck it.

“Ok.” I say slowly slipping the soft shirt over my head. 

We pull up to the triplet’s apartment after 20 minutes of staring out the window in silence, save for a dry ass sentence here and there. I felt bad, but I couldn’t bring myself to speak much. I was anxious as hell. The mixture of staying over, the hangover, him reminding me so much of Matt and knowing that was probably the reason why I fucked him, seeing Matt sober for the first time after what I realized last night. It was a lot. 

“Can I get your number?” I need to get out of this car now.

“Sure.” I type it into his phone, knowing that the chances of him getting a reply was scarce.

“Great. Maybe we can grab drinks later this week.”

“Uh, sure yeah that sounds great.” No chance at that either.

I shut the car door and take out my keys, finding the spare and unlocking the door. I take a deep breath. And then another. And another. The nausea was creeping in and it wasn’t from the obscene amount of alcohol I had consumed last night.

I slip off my shoes and pad into the living room.

“Well it’s about damn time.” Nick says loudly. 

“Nick. My fucking head. Shut up you literal idiot.” Chris groans.

“Hey it’s not my fault you came back and downed another two beers.”

“Shut. Up.” He throws a pillow to the couch.

“Well. You look…” Madison begins.

“Disheveled. New Shirt?” Nick finishes, silently laughing. 

I scoff, “Yeah thanks guys. Exactly what everyone wants to hear in the morning.”

“I was extremely surprised to not find you on the couch this morning when I went to pee.” Chris looks up at me, a small smirk on his face.

“In the five years I’ve known you, I have never woken up and not seen you on the couch after a night out. Even when you don’t initially come home with us.” Madison purses her lips trying to hide a smile. 

“Time for the morning after debrief!” Nick yells.

“Would you stop fucking screaming you big yellow beast.” Chris screams back.

“Yeah well who’s yelling now” Nick throws back.

“If I could stand up right now without falling over I would kill you Nick”

“I’d like to see you fucking try you big baby.”

“Fucking. Quit. It.” Matt says sternly. I look over to the chairs at the island in the kitchen. I hadn’t seen him when I walked in. He meets my eyes, no emotion to be seen. 

“Alright back to the debrief.” Nick throws a gatorade at me. I sit down next to Madison.

“What? You don’t want to change first.” Matt says glaring at me. Everyone goes silent, looking between the two of us. Turn my head back to Nick.

“Debrief.” I nod, ignoring Matt. I don’t know who shoved something up his ass this morning, but I was not ready to deal with him. And what the actual fuck is his problem. I’ve seen him hungover multiple times, but I’ve never seen him get an attitude like this.

After Nick, Chris and Madison talk about how they all ubered home, Nick almost vomiting out the window, not because he was drunk but because the driver was a “fucking maniac” he excused. It rounded back to me. 

I took a breath, picking at my fingernails.

“We left probably half an hour after you guys, Theo had a friend who wasn’t drinking so he dropped us at his place.”

“And? How was he?” Nick gestured for me to move forward. Usually I was really open with this stuff around them. But for some reason this morning, after the shock of last night, it felt so weird. I could sense Matt’s eyes boring into me.

“He was, uh…”

“Oh come on.” Chris sits up. “Don’t hold back. What kind of freaky shit did you get into?” My face screwed up.

“God, nothing like that. He was good, great actually. Better than the last few.” Matt shoots up out of the chair, stomps to his room and slams the door.

“What the fuck is his problem?!” I throw my hands into the air.

“I think- I think it’s time you tell him kid.” Chris shoots me a solemn look.

“I hate to agree with Chris, but I agree with Chris.” Nicks looks at me, Madison nods. I groan.

“Not yet.”

“Yes. It has to be now. Or else we’re going to have to deal with this for the foreseeable future.” Madison states.

“Fine.” I huff out and stand up. Slowly walking to his room, trying to swallow my pride and praying to the universe I don’t make an absolute fool out of myself. 

I approach his door.

“Matt?” I knock.

“What do you want?” He snaps from behind the door. I open it, staring at him on the bed looking at the ceiling.

“Did I say you could come in?”

“Ok what the fuck is your problem?”

“I don’t have a problem.”

“Obviously you do.”

“Maybe that’s you projecting. Maybe you obviously have a problem. Whoring yourself out to any guy you meet within a few hours. What number was this? 25? 30? Did you even remember his name? I bet you forgot, bet you mixed it up with one of the many other men you’ve slept with in the past few months.” He growls. My jaw drops to the floor, hot tears filling my eyes. He’s never spoken this way to me. Never spoken to anyone this way before in the years I’ve known him. Legs shaking, I start walking to the bathroom knowing I’m seconds away from tears. I try to shut the door but he wedges his body in between.

“I didn’t mean that.” Anger still present in his voice.

“Then why the hell would you say it Matt?”

“I don’t know. I don’t fucking know. All I know is that the minute I left that party I could not get you out of my head. Actually. That’s a lie. Every time you go home with some random guys I cannot get you out of my head. And it’s driving me. Fucking. Crazy. I couldn’t sleep, sick to my stomach picturing him with you. His hands on you, I-” I cut him off.

“What are you saying?”

“I don’t know. All I know is.. Fuck it.” He grabs my face in his hands and kisses me roughly, slamming the bathroom door shut with his foot.  I open my mouth to breathe but he doesn’t let me, pushing my body against the sink. I let out a moan of pain as my spine connects with the tile. I can feel his smirk against my lips. He then takes my bottom lip into his mouth and bites softly. I let out a whimper. 

“Shh. We can’t have them hearing us can we?” He whispers, then attacks my neck. He lifts me up onto the countertop. He lifts the t-shirt off my body. “Get this fucking thing off.” He growls. I go to cover my boobs as he bats my hands away. “Never. Fucking. Do that.” He says, his voice the lowest I’ve ever heard it before. He flips on the bathroom fan adding some noise to conceal the fact that we’re in here. 

He brings his mouth down to my chest, taking one nipple into his mouth then blowing a cool breath before moving to the other. Shivers run down my body. 

“Matt.” I start.

“I told you. Be Quiet.” He barks out. He starts moving lower, working me out of pants, leaving me in my underwear, smirking at the sight. He works his thumb over my underwear, and I blush knowing how I wet I am, and the fact that it’s probably visible through the fabric.

“Already?” He smirks. He pulls my underwear down, running his fingers up and down. “No one else gets to touch you ever again right?” I whimper. “I said right?”

“Yes. Yes. No one else, just you.” I whisper.

“Good girl. Use your words. Does this feel good?” He asks as he brings his mouth to my clit, softly licking. 

“Y-yes.”

“And this?” He adds a finger inside of me, groaning at how wet I already am. I moan in response.

“I said. Use your words.”

“Yes Matt. Feels so good.” He smiles as he continues, adding a second finger and pumping slowly. It’s not enough. It’s slow torture, it’s burning, it’s consuming me and I’m having trouble breathing. 

“Not enough, Matt. More. Please.” He rises up, pulls me off the counter and flips me around.

“I want you to watch me fuck you. I want you to see that no one else can make you feel this good. I want you to watch yourself come undone on my cock.” His words alone have my head spinning. He slowly enters me, bottoming out and my jaw drops.

“Fuck. So. Fucking. Tight.” He says in between thrusts. “So. Fucking. Beautiful. All. Fucking. Mine.” He pulls my hair back exposing my neck. “Isn’t that right baby?” All I can do is nod.

“I’ll let that slide since I can see I’m fucking you speechless.” He growls into my ear. I can feel myself getting close, so close to the edge. He brings his hand forward, slowly circling my clit, too slow.

“Matt. Faster please.” I plead. He picks up his pace, both his fingers and his hips. His other hand covers my mouth, sensing what’s going to happen. I hit my high, squeezing my eyes close, my mouth dropping open behind his hand, silently screaming. He grunts and I feel him dripping down my thighs. Were both panting, sweaty, and shaking. I let out a soft laugh, rubbing my hands over my face, shaking my head back and forth. 

“Wha-” I begin but he cuts me off with a kiss. 

“No. Don’t start over thinking. I’ve wanted to do that for months. Hell, years. I can’t stand the thought of you being with anyone else.”

“Last night, when you were talking to that girl. I couldn’t fucking see straight. Matt, I fucked that guy last because he looked like you. And I hated myself this morning. I didn’t even want to speak about it.” I start spilling the truth.

“I felt the same. When you left with Theo” He spits his name out. I smile softly at him. “And I swear it. I didn’t mean anything I said. I was jealous and mad and out of my mind. And I will never stop apologizing.”

“I know” I kiss his collarbone. “I know.”

“I mean it. No one else touches you.”

“No one else.” I nod, now unable to control my smile, him mirroring the same back. I go to grab toilet paper to wipe between my thighs.

“No. Leave it.” I raise an eyebrow. “It’s hot” He shrugs and I blush. “No need to get all shy on me when I fucked you stupid against the counter not even two minutes ago.” I shove him gently back, going to grab my clothes. He grabs the shirt and throws it in the trash. “Do not put that fucking thing on.” He tosses me his shirt and pajama pants, ducking into his room to grab new clothes. I stay in the bathroom as he slides back in, running his hand through my hair.

“You’re so beautiful.” He grins, “Can’t get enough. Now let’s get back out there.” He slaps my ass gently, pushing me through the door.

As soon as I’m in eyeshot of the three on the couch Madison’s eyes go wide, Nick’s jaw drops and Chris has the biggest smile on his face.

“Fucking finally!” He screams. “Holy shit, ow Chris, now you’re killing my head” Nick slaps him. The whole room erupts into laughter as Matt and I plop on the couch, his arm laying around my shoulders. And it’s then that I know, we’ve fallen head over fucking heels.

[toxicanonymity]

Hope you don't mind me spamming you a bit. I appreciate your reviews and commentary! Other movies that came to mind which I enjoyed were Ready Or Not, The Invitation, Don't Breathe, Black Christmas, Last Night inSoho (technically this is a horror movie). And because it's popular, what are your thoughts on A Quiet Place?

I don't mind one bit. These are fun questions, especially this one. Buckle up lmaoooo.

Ready or Not - I liked it, and it inspired the wedding dress in one of my darker stories.

The Invitation - Hell yes, love a dark dinner party movie. Won't spoil why.

Don't Breathe - Loved. So depraved. If you haven't seen it I won't spoil, but holy shit lol. Kink alert.

Black Christmas - Yes! Prefer the original by a mile, but enjoyed the Blumhouse take too.

Last Night in Soho - Need to see this, it's on my list.

A Quiet Place - Okay. . .Just my passionate opinion: I fear there is no movie I despise more. My disdain is well-known among friends. I'm about to go off.

Krasinski referring to his film as "elevated horror" put him on my bad side from the start. Really low to put down others to promote himself. Dismissing an entire diverse genre, disrespecting everyone who paved the way.

Krasinski gets (takes) far too much credit for things that have been done and done better, including the climax which mirrors The Descent Part 2, shot-for-shot. Don't Breathe is another example of the have-to-be-quiet premise.

Huge hit among non-horror fans who didn't know better and raved about its originality. Meanwhile gushing, "I'm not even into horror." Soo maybe they hadn't seen much? Especially lesser known movies. The horror tent is big enough for all, but he brought new fans into it while infusing them with his condescending attitude.

Far too many gratuitous close-ups of himself going 🤫. This man's ego, stg.

Some of us detected a strong whiff of right-wing energy. Pro-life in a risk everyone's lives for a fetus way. Pro-gun in a rural, white, get off my land way (btw I'm obsessed with John Wick. it's not the use of guns in this, it's the energy).

He bragged about how his wife was so unaffected by her most intense scene (childbirth) that after it she said, "Who's ready for lunch?" Why is that so good, John? Is your view as a director that actors should snap in and out of character and not be affected by their roles? If she needed to cry or rest, would he think less of her? Personally I admire people who feel. Also, harder to imagine paying a man the same compliment.

I have one nice thing to say, which is that it's nice to see deaf/hard-of-hearing representation, and it was the least they could do good to cast an actress from the community as his daughter.��

If they committed to total silence instead of using a dramatic score, that would've been cool.

You can do your own take on an old concept and make it good. But to meanwhile put down everything else to distinguish/promote himself?? That ain't it.

Anyway, I still hate-watched the sequel (not nearly as bad) and may do the same with the prequel 🤪.

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Hello!

If Marc were to ever get pregnant in the omegaverse, how would that impact his abandonment issues regarding Vale? Since a whole child is the most certain way of actually never ever separating (forever bound by the antichrist child of motorcycles racing).

Also how do the pack dynamics change?

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(your writing is absolutely delightful and as addictive as crack cocaine, got me hooked and following you)

okay so this is hard to answer because there are sooo many good rosquez baby au's. (@its-always-silly-season has a rosquez baby au that lives rent-free in my head, @shooters4yuki has Baby Boots and Riding Suits where Vale is the mother-- an absolute must-read) Also as a child of divorce I must say a child does not prevent two insane people from separating lmaoooo

I think that in this specific au marc being pregnant would give him some amount of anxiety. It's the totally irrational feeling of 'now that vale will have a baby what if he doesn't need me anymore? what happens when I'm not the center of attention?' which is actually a super normal fear with new parents on both sides!!

On the other hand the pack and vale are so so insanely supportive. vale has never been more in love with marc and he has more than enough love for marc and their baby. Vale will not shut up about marc being pregnant and how he's going to be a dad and how he got marc pregnant (*pervy old man eyebrow wiggle*) and how hot marc looks pregnant. Vale is one of those guys. If it wasn't so adorable and exciting for everyone then it would be sort of gross.

The pack are out of their minds supportive. Bezz is the one who maybe has the most emotional crisis about it because he's the other omega and suddenly he's learning about how much marc and vale are happy about his pregnancy and marc is glowing and bezz is like "well fuck who is gonna knock me up now??? I want one". (obviously Bezz is still racing and isn't mated yet so getting pregnant is still pretty far off for him but that doesn't mean he doesn't start fantasizing just a little).

The pack are fully preparing to spoil this baby. They love her before she's even born (I love girl dad vale so I have decided they have a girl). She's going to have so many uncles ready to spoil the fuck out of her and take her on rides and generally endanger her life in cute and lovable ways.

Even with marc's anxiety it's sort of hard for him to ignore the support of his pack and his mate and his family throughout the pregnancy. By the time he has the baby he's sort of chilled out about his feeling of being replaced and he's soooo happy to have their itty bitty little baby that he doesn't even know what to do with himself. He loves getting to see vale be a dad and see the rest of the pack step up and help out.

[sublimecatgalaxy]

steve and dustin accidentally letting it slip that reader is into eddie? reader maybe also wanting to kill the two of them?

LMAOOOO WAIT THIS WOULD SO HAPPEN TOO

My eyes widen as I look back and forth between Steve and Dustin, the whole room eerily silent and my lips part in shock. There's nothing to say and there's nothing to clarify what Steve and Dustin where jesting about, their smiles quickly falling at the sight of me standing in the doorway, realizing I had heard what they said.

"Someone please hold her back- someone!" Dustin squeals, Steve hiding behind him as Robin's arms wrap around my waist, my whole body thrashing against her as I attempt to lunge towards the boys. "I'm sorry! I didn't know it was a secret!" He screeches, holding his hands up in surrender as I seethe, looking around to the rest of the people in the room as they gawk at me, shocked at the newly released piece of drama.

Steve looks terrified as he hides behind his younger friend, a cringed smile on his lips and he silently agrees with everything that Dustin says with a nod. My blood boils at the thought of them so loosely telling everyone my feelings for the new metalhead addition to our group, my heart aching in betrayal as angry tears fill my eyes.

"What was a secret?"

"That Y/n's in love with Eddie- oh my god, hi Eddie." Steve stutters, my hair whipping as I turn to see Eddie behind me, his brows raised teasingly and he sends me a small, fluttered wave with his fingers. My jaw slacks in fear as I turn to look at Robin, her face just as shocked as mine.

"Oh was that supposed to be a secret?" Eddie asks, his eyes trailing over me with a gentle smirk. He steps up to me slowly, his boots thudding against the ground beneath us, until he's towering over me. His hand reaches up to pat my cheek, my whole body shivering at his touch and he leans in close to whisper. "You've got a horrible poker face, sweetheart."

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[monocaelia]

feat. childe x reader

note : inspired by my delulu moments in character ai LMAOOOO

love had always been this idea of perfection in your mind; that one day you would bump into a stranger and fall in love with them at first glance and your heart would flutter with excitement as they gaze at you with such a warm sincerity that it makes your chest nearly explode from the swarm of emotions. it was a perfect romantic tale, one that would put everyone else's romance to shame from the mere idea of it.

no one had told you that you would end up falling for your childhood friend and how horrible it would feel.

you're not even sure how it happened. you've always seen ajax as this annoying, clingy booger of a person that always came running to you whenever something exciting happened or when he was bored and wanted someone to watch him fish in the ice. you have a very fond memory of little ajax sobbing at your bedside one time you caught a severe fever and he feared that you would die and leave him alone.

maybe it was when you guys were in your early teens when he decided to hunt in the woods on the outskirts of morepesok and dragged you along with him. it was a cold morning, with dense fog that should have been a warning for the two of you to turn back home, but ajax was ajax and had powered on with his hunting knife in hand.

it wasn't long when you were both overpowered by a large animal, ajax being severely injured and you with shallow scrapes along your body. however, even though he was bleeding out and could have died at any moment, the young orange haired boy had leapt in front of you to shield you from the large animal baring its teeth.

or maybe it was just how warm he makes your chest feel even in the coldest and lonliest nights of morepesok. there were nights when your home would be so empty and lonely as your family members were busy with work or other things; it wasn't until then that you would ever realize how scary it was to be alone.

but, like a flame burning in a fireplace lighting a room up and welcoming you to sit beside it in the safety of its warmth and light, ajax had always come to you. it was like he had a sixth sense for you; and you never failed to welcome him with open arms and bask in his sincerity for you as he holds you close to him.

regardless of how your feelings came to fruition, it didn't change just how badly your heart yearned to be loved by him the way you loved him.

however, just as ajax was the embodiment of the sun's warmth to you, you were merely a human. even if you soared through the skies to be with him, the closer you get to him your wings of wax would melt away and you would fall; if you were to ever have your feelings revealed to him, your friendship with him could have irreparable damage and it would be impossible to go back to the way things were.

and you would rather suffocate from your love for him than have him feel uncomfortable around you.

"smells good."

the sound of ajax's voice startles you from your thoughts. your eyes glance up at him, and it was surely a mistake to do so. he was leaning against the doorway to the kitchen, wearing an old shirt of his that you had laying around your house from the previous time he had spent the night with you. his hair is damp from the shower he just took, orange curls that were usually a perfect mess on top of his head now somewhat tame after his shower. he's smiling, usual cheeky grin away as he warmly gazes at you with his tumultuous ocean eyes now calm as he gazes at you with familiarity.

even though he looks like he usually does, it doesn't help the rumble in your chest from the way he looks at you.

"i would give you a slice, but we still have some time for it to finish baking."

you say simply, crossing your arms and leaning back against the kitchen countertop. the sound of his stomach gurgling makes a chuckle slip from your lips as you give him a teasing smile.

"excited? you know, even teucer has more patience than you."

there's a twinkle in ajax's eyes as you poke fun at him and he laughs. it's cute, the way he laughs; you suppose it's not common for him to laugh considering his line of work, but it's times like this that remind you that though he's a harbinger, he's still your sweet ajax deep down. his smile is boyish, cute and charming as his dimple pokes through and you cannot calm your heart from jumping at seeing such a sight.

"i haven't had your baking in a while; is it a crime to miss a loved one's cooking?"

loved one. you knew he meant it platonically, but your stomach does flips at what he calls you.

"but until then... how should we spend the time while we wait?"

there's something in the smile he gives you that you can't quite put your finger on, but you brush it off as his usual mischievous antics.

"well," your hand comes to your mouth as you ponder, unaware of the glint in your friend's eyes at the movement, "since you're the guest, why don't you decide? i still have games from when we were young in the closet somewhere, would you like me to get them?"

ajax smiles at you, pushing himself off of the door frame as he makes his way to you. it's hard to calm your nerves the closer he gets to you, and you pray that there isn't anything in that knowing look of his as he closes the distance between you and him.

"i already have one in mind," he says, his voice low as he leans in closer to you. "remember when we played tag when we were younger?"

you raise an eyebrow, before slowly nodding your head. his eyes are playful, an impish glint that sparkles in those deep blue eyes of his, and his smile quirks up. his arms hold onto the counter on either side of you, holding him up as he leans in even closer to you.

his gaze never leaves yours, watching your every move.

"why don't you be it first?"

you give him an incredulous look before lightly tapping his shoulder.

"okay.... you're it?"

ajax blinks once, twice, before hearty laughter spills from his lips. he throws his head back, shoulders shaking as your innocent act sends a warm feeling course throw his own chest. from how hard he was laughing, you can see his dimples poke through his cheek as his cute, boyish grin grows on his face again. you don't know if your own cheeks burn from embarrassment or from how charming he looks.

when he calms down, his eyes are filled with mirth and shine with endearment held for you. his hand gently comes up to caress your cheek, sending a wave of crystalflies swarm through your stomach.

he leans closer, gently holding your face in his calloused hands as he closes the distance and presses his lips against yours in a soft kiss.

ajax pulls away slightly to take in your expression. he chuckles to himself seeing how surprised you are with your lips parted before he leans forward again to kiss you again. his other hand finds yours on the counter, gently sliding over yours and rubbing small circles over the back of your hand.

your heart is soaring through the skies, high above celestia as he kisses you again and again, the love you were harboring for him since you were young exploding through your chest and pouring into him. when did he feel the same way as you... you do not know and you do not care.

that was a question to be answered later, but for now you let yourself be consumed by the sun as his warmth encases you, melting away your wax wings but sprouting new wings from the rays of light that fill your being from the way he loves you.

[quodekash]

HOLY FRICK THE EPISODE CAME OUT 17 AND A HALF HOURS AGO BUT I COULDNT WATCH IT BC I WAS CAMPING WITH NEXT TO NO SERVICE

BUT IM HOME NOW SO ITS TIME TO DIE AND EXPLODE AND EXPLODE AGAIN AND THEN DIE AGAIN AND SCREAM A LOT

...why do I feel like she doesnt actually like him but she just thinks she likes him

I mean its entirely possible she does

but im just putting it out there that she might not

AHA

SHE SAYS SHE JUST WANTS TO STUDY AT THE SAME UNI AS HIM

NOT THAT SHE LIKES HIM OR WANTS TO BE WITH HIM IN A ROMANTIC SENSE

BADABING BADABOOM KANG IS JUST DRAMATIC AND THINKS THAT MEANS SHE LIKES HIM

maybe

again, its very possible she does actually like sailom

oh honeyyyyy

my boy :(((

he sad :(((((((((

OML IM LAUGHING SO HARD

HIS JUMPER SAYS 'BOY'

HE IS INDEED ONE OF THOSE

WHY AM I FINDING THIS SO FUNNY

I DONT THINK ANYONE ELSE LAUGHED AT THIS BUT HERE I AM LOSING MY MIND

nO

HEY

WHY

DUDE WE NEED THIS PLOT TO PROGRESS YOU CANT JUST QUIT

DO YOU REMEMBER HOW MUCH PINING YOU GUYS HAD WHEN YOU HAD TO FIRE HIM FOR LIKE FIVE DAYS?????? YOU GUYS WERE FRIKIN HOPELESS

YOU COULDVE TALKED TO ECAH OTHER AND YOU DIDNT

AND NOW YOU THINK YOU CAN SURVIVE JUST QUITTING???? NUH UH, NOT ON MY WATCH SON

...oh

well now im sad

WELL NOW IM S A D D E R

OH HONEY

MY BOY NEEDS VALIDATION

IM GONNA CRY

AWWWWHHHHHHHHH

lmaoooo the super slow dramatic shots as he questions everything

she's just a lesbian kang, calm down bro

IM SORRY, I CANT GET OVER HIS BOY SHIRT

GUYS THEYRE SITTING NEXT TO EACH OTHER

I THINK THEY MIGHTVE FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO INTERACT OUTSIDE OF TUTORING????

OML LOOK AT HOW PIMFAH'S SITTING

SHES SO GAY

and valid. I would sit that attentively if it were me as well, june is too too pretty hOW IS SHE SO PRETTY

bro was just offered a footy position by a senior, and he's thinking about sailom. gay as all hell

AAAAAAA

GUYNAWA TIME OMGOMGOMGOMG

IM SO EXCITEDDDDDDD

HEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE YES NAWA’S GONNA REPLACE HIM AN THEN GUYNAVA ARE GONNA PLAY ON THE SAME TEAMMMMMMM

also lmao he's good at catching balls

that sentence will definitely send both of them into insane amounts of gay panic

THIS IS SO SOUNDWIN OF THEM AND I CANT EXPLAIN IT, I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

HOLY FRICK WE'RE NEARLY HALFWAY THROUGH THE SERIES AND WE'RE GETTING A DECENT AMOUNT OF PROGRESS FOR THESE TWO, IM SO EXCITED

HELP I CANT TELL IF SHES KIDDING OR NOT SOMEONE HELP ME

DOES SHE LIKE HIM??? DOES SHE NOT LIKE HIM???? DOES SHE JUST ADMIRE HIM PLATONICALLY?????? H E L P

also: she better be about to make a joke about like "oh well, im heartbroken now. i thought you could spend time with me, but it turns out your heart is only for kanghan, as i expected" and we can all watch sailom gay panic

oh. she was serious.

dANG IT

OH NO SHES SO SAD

NOW IM SO SAD

FRICK DANG IT

OH NOOOO

HONEYYYYYYY

FRICKKKKKKK

I LOVE HER SO MUCH

oh :(

its a metaphor :(

i usually love metaphors but this one is sad

i didnt expect to get so invested in this sailom/pimfah thing

i think i just love pimfah a lot

shes so important to me

and so is sailom

and so is kanghan

i get unhealthy emotional attachments to fictional characters and also to real people and because of that i cant let anything go and i hoard things and memories and people for fear that i will be left alone

anyway-

bro

the grabbing each other's shirts??? the rain??? the yelling at each other????

this is literally that scene from the pilot trailer

where they yell at each other about hating the other, and then kiss

(i think about that scene probably more than is strictly necessary)

W H A T

i-

wh-

h- he

he tOLD HIM????

RIGHT OFF THE BAT JUST LIKE THAT????

(yes dr seuss i did- sorry, now is not the time for sanders sides references)

um.

im.

uh

well i think i just died

boy is Shook™️

i mean valid

but his expression is so funny to me and im laughing again

his older brother senses are tingling

they👏were👏paired👏together👏randomly👏therefore👏they👏are👏soulmates👏

i love them so much

HE WAS THE FIRST ONE TO HIS SIDE I CANT

IM FINE IM FINE IM FINE

✨i ran out of images✨

[mainlyjustthesims]

My entire set up is getting a upgraded 🤯

Its almost compleate !even got a new gaming chair sins my dog ate the one i curently have lmaoooo dont get dogs if you want to keep your stuff nice and neat

Oof cats are even worse claw anything they on i recomand putting a blanket / cover over furniture when having pets in your house

And a rabbit if its free running like a dog or cat just make sure all cables is coverd with something becuase my rabbit ate my headphone and mic cables 😖 good thing she doesnt anymore she doesnt care about it so much anymore so thats a plus

When the pc is done i might try streaming again (not just sims games ) maybe more horror games i need more in my life if anyone knows of good horror games let me know ;)

I already play outlast 1 and 2 ,resedent evil (all of them),silent hill (all off them),layers of fear,dead by daylight, whats the other one 🤔 oof i forgot OH RIGHT heavy rain!

And some others i cant remember the games name

[whiskeyswifty]

why are concerned about another girl during a fitting for your wedding? how are you engaged and hung up about a random girl? whether she’s hot or not this is a red flag.

HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAH

like be serious i was being so obviously hyperbolic and sarcastic for 99% of that post. if that's not clear to you then idk how to help you. i'm not "hung up" i'm just embarrassed by how i acted stupid cuz she was hot lmaoooo. not because i'm trying to get with her just because hot girls make everyone act flustered and stupid just because they're hot and make your brain go haywire. and also like... buddy... pal... just because you're dating or even getting married to someone doesn't mean you stop finding other people attractive??? like what kind of orwellian thought police shit is that?? one of the great joys in life is getting little crushes on people you meet in the world and harmlessly flirting with them and them flirting back. such a huge ego boost and it's low stakes because it's meaningless surface level complimentary shit and it's especially fun when it's a random person you'll never see again. me and my fiancé have a loving and trusting relationship like neither of us has any worry that we're going to cheat or whatever?? one time, my gf came home from a lesbian bar bragging about how the hottest girl in the bar came over and hit on her and bought her drinks and ultimately propositioned her for a threesome, and we both celebrated because that's a huge compliment!! (i also rolled my eyes like oh god your ego is going to be so inflated for weeks now lol). so like... maybe you've never seen a healthy relationship before idk but you gotta trust your romantic partners buddy. also one of the joys of being a lesbian couple is admiring hot girls together like... what a blast girls are hot.

on a serious note, the significant other who expects you to never Look any kind of Way at another person ever again once you're together and is threatened by everyone else because they're insecure and jealous and controlling and your relationship has no trust to the point where they can't even take a joke.... that's a REAL red flag. since you're clearly not aware of this truth and i fear for you in your relationships, or you are that insecure person and i worry about how you're treating others, its crucial that you understand that.

[the1975attheirverybest]

Is it normal to get somewhat annoyed at matty sometimes for being so vauge?? Lol. I just find it kind of like 🙄 when he drops his little hints or whatever. On the one hand, I think it’s nice that he’s trying to be more sincere and tell us stuff like… what ATVB was about, what ATPOAIM is and how it’s different, all that stuff… but he’s also so bad at finishing his own thoughts 😂 it’s frustrating. I feel like I only end up with more questions when he tries to explain stuff. I guess it’s endearing in a way. But sometimes I just wanna be like “bro it’s ok. You can just said you did a weird show last year because you wanted to be shocking and cool. And then you got bored of it and you’re doing a chill show now”

At this point I feel like.. he’s tried to tell us or explain to us why the change happened so many times, in such confusing ways, that he should just write something. Release an article or post on Reddit or something lol. I love him so much but the way he explains stuff is so hard for me to comprehend sometimes. Probably my fault.

Do you have any thoughts on it? Sorry I just needed to rant Lowkey

Hmmmm, you raise a lot of interesting points in your observation. I think my feelings about this are kind of mixed but I’ll try to explain. I’ve been awake for 24 hours now, though, so forgive the messiness.

1. Does it frustrate me when Matty is vague? Fuck yeah! I always say that I don’t ever wanna meet Matty because it would kill me to only have a selfie or a hug with him. I don’t want that shit. I want, a solid hour of his time, just me and him. One on one. If he’ll let me buy him a cup of coffee or lunch or something so I could pick his brain about a million things I wish I could ask him. So….yeah.

2. That said, though, I don’t think that Matty’s ATVB show was ever meant to be shocking for its edginess or whatever. He’s said a lot of times that the idea of being subversive just to be subversive doesn’t really do much for him. Cuz, like, the goal of edgy and subversive art that does it for the hell of it is that order will ultimately be re-established. Like you’re not actually doing anything revolutionary. You’re just flirting with the idea so that someone will smack you down and tell you “that’s naughty don’t do that!” And everything will go back to the way it was. So, if THATS not Matty’s goal with the messy show, then what’s his goal?

Fuck if I know, lmaoooo. No, for real, I don’t know cuz I’m not inside his mind, but I’m guessing, just based off what he says and based on my own interpretation, that he was running an elaborate experiment that kind of ran its course. At its core, it was a continuation of Being Funny. So, like, deconstructing masculinity. But I think even more fundamentally than that, it’s about what it means to be a human being. Maybe I’m bringing my own literature background to this, but when he keeps saying “if it’s method acting but what you’re acting is actually you’re real life, then what’s real and what’s not?” I kind of understand that as, like, “is there an internal self outside of what we perform?” We all perform our gender, sexuality, morality, etc. we dress a certain way, we speak a certain way, we abide by certain rules and social conventions etc, is there anything else underneath that or is that all the self really is?

I think he sets up this whole acting thing just as “performance” to allow himself to really be open. Like, if he has conditioned us to think that everything he does onstage is fake then he can allow himself to be earnest and sincere without fear of judgement cuz any minute he can just be like HAHA JUST KIDDING YOU FELL FOR IT ! So it’s kind of safer than if he were to open up just as a normal human and start saying everything directly. So, by “acting” he’s in a weird way “being more real.” BUTTTTT we saw how that backfired so, I guess he re-evaluated? Or maybe he’d always intended on dropping the act eventually cuz, logistically, I imagine it would have cost Dirty Hit EVERYTHING it has, to bring that set over to the Asia, Australia and South America sides of the world. Idk. That’s one thing I wish I could ask him.

Judging by his deactivating of Instagram and the desire for more sincerity, it might be that his lil experiment kind of gave him the courage he has needed all along. He did it enough times with the safety net of “performance” that he’s sort of getting comfortable just being a guy now. I imagine the backlash he’s been facing (before Taylor. I’m talking podcast and shit) might have factored into it. Like he feels that everyone has this idea about who he is so he might as well just be himself and fuck everything else? Idk. Wish some interviewer would ask him about it.

Sorry for the long ass rant. I’m a mess. I hope this makes a crumb of sense but I doubt it honestly. You’re asking really smart questions though. I’m just too dumb.

[explicit-tae]

Hi, I'm the anon who asked for that fic, and THANK YOU FINALLY FOUND IT!!

Okay, this is not a request or anything but I just wanna say it coz, I wanna ask for your opinion?? (I have maladaptive daydreaming) so, in Yoongi's Public Enemy, there's a part where Namjoon kinda felt like he was guilty of what he had done (seemed like his relationship with his mc got really damaged by his own doing). And like I imagined him having a child, (a son is what I envisioned him having) and still, Namjoon and his mc is tstill not okay (and she still harbors that fear that he might use her son against her, tho I won't really be surprised if he did so tho again, he might have great hesitation in doing that since it will just damage their already damaged relationship). IMAGINE, Namjoon trying to coax the mc again, and she's not having it (she's terrified coz she still cannot accept what happened to her and probably blames herself for it and that she might not be able to protect her son from Namjoon) and the son comes home (maybe from school, and what if the son is a yandere for her mother but NOT SEXUALLY ok just wanna clear things out tho I guess Sigmund would still be proud. The son is just protective of his mother, that's all.) And when the child asks what's happening, mc couldn't really talk, and that started to make the son believe that his dad is abusing his mom. What a way to destroy Namjoon's happy family fantasy lmaoooo. In this scenario, do you think Namjoon is just better off letting them go? Is this too much? Sorry, I'm just into the lores.

Hello 👋🏾 Sorry for the late reply. & no it’s too much at all 😌

Yes I do agree, Namjoon’s and the mc relationship did get ruined because of the way he acted. She already had feelings for Namjoon so to the Mc, doing everything he did was pointless - but to Namjoon of course it was needed lol. We see that Bangtan operate on being depended on in a way to control & manipulate the relationship.

I can see the mc attempting to get away from Namjoon but there isnt really a way for her to do that while pregnant and then having the baby, so she chooses to stay - especially now that her sister is involved with Yoongi. She would be staying purely because of her sister and the sake of her child.

As for the baby, I would say any child born and raised within the 7 of them would be raised thinking what their father is doing to their mothers are “normal” and “true love”. We see with Jungkook that its more mild and as the parts go up, it gets more toxic as we see from Namjoon, Hoseok, Yoongi, Jin, etc. I would say Namjoon would attempt to keep whatever problems him and the mc have between just the two of them for the sake of this fantasy family he has conjured up

[firelord-frowny]

ngl i get so much Satisfaction when my therapist be cracking up at the shit i say lmao like

we were talking about how i tend to shut down with fear/anxiety whenever anyone shows interest in my professional endeavors, and so she goes, "It sounds like maybe there's an element of self-sabotage here."

And I was like,

"Yeah! Absolutely! And the crazy thing is that... like, obviously I know it's self-sabotage, because I'm me, and I'm doing the sabotaging, but it really doesn't feel like i'm doing it! it feels like it's HAPPENING to me!"

and she's just already cracking up at the "because i'm me" bit lmaoooo and i felt so Appreciative bc like... those are the kinds of things i say that i intend to be funny but Most People just??? don't think it's funny! and i'm like :( okay

but she Gets My Jokes and good LORD it is such a nice lil boost for my ego lmao gives me hope that i'm not doomed to be only surrounded by people who Don't Get Me At All.

but anyway, after i said the bit about how my self-sabotaging feels like something that's HAPPENING to me rather than something I'm DOING to myself, she suggested that it's because whatever voice in my head is telling me to shut down literally is not my voice, and instead is the voice of a person or persons In My Past who caused me to feel unsure of my self or unworthy of success and i'm just like

YEP YEP YEP YOU RIGHT

its my old violin teacher lmao that's who it is. annnnnd i gave her the Short Version of all the fucking terror that woman put me through and i swear she was legit horrified. said something to the effect of "i hope she's not teaching and i was like "yeah no she's still teaching and she's damaged more kids after me."

so lmfao my next therapy session is gonna be all about that bullshit and immmmm excited??? cannot WAIT to unload all the goddamn TURMOIL from that monstrosity of a woman.

[blackvail22]

when am i going to learn that im not a bother unless im told i am? and even then, if im bothering someone in the moment, i dont do it all the time... ykwim? like, its situtational... not permanent. plus, everyone is a little annoying sometimes!!

like, me overthinking too? i keep telling myself to shut the fuck up because i know its just ...

im afraid that my boyfriend is going to oversleep (since he's with his friends), and he's going to forget our plans or we wont be able to go out because of how late he slept in. HE'S NOT GONNA DO THAT? if he oversleeps so bad that he wakes up at 3pm, i will be SHOCKED. plus, he's not going to forget about me because we keep talking about the plans and did literally yesterday.

i discovered that the root of this... fear is because im afraid of being forgotten.

it happened a lot growing up, being forgotten about. my mom would oversleep a lot when i was in preschool, and i'd be left there for about an hour after school ended because of it. my friends forget about our plans sometimes, it's happened relatively recently, too.

and i know that he wont forget.... it just makes me so upset that i keep thinking this way. at least i know that it's not going to happen, and that's all i can really do to calm myself.

maybe ill tell him about it tomorrow, im not sure.

i feel like i havent been too extremely vulnerable with him, and i think im almost ready to break the wall...

omfg "break the wall" ... ateez????

LMAOOOO im insufferable sometimes

i need to give people credit where credit is due... i have more good people in my life than i realize sometimes, and i really need to acknowledge that more

[avo-kat]

ok so ive started watching ultra q and its actually p fun?

theres no ultraman in here, but thats actually kinda cool, too?

cuz instead of super hero coming and saving the day its just normal people running into a monster and going "oh shit oh fuck oh no what are gonna die oh shit we are gonna die fuck what should we do" and they somehow make it through

the main characters are a woman working as a newspaper reporter/photographer. in the first ep she almost died to a monster induced cave in and monster attack and in the third ep when she heard about another monster sighting she immediately volunteered to go and take photos

and when they do find the monster - and two dead guys, nobody really reacts with a lot of shock or fear - and they start running, she just stops to take some pictures

the other characters are... employees at an airport? mituya air service it said on one poster.

its funny how theres barely any explanation. nobody says who anybody is. one guy picks up a ringing phone and just "yes hello this is the office"

one guy that seems to wear a cop uniform is being questioned by reporters about some object falling into the ocean and just says "ah yes we shot a rocket to mars 6 months ago, this is the capsule that came back"

like. who is this guy? no name used. he didnt introduce himself. is this the government? military? i have no idea.

i guess watchers back in 1966 would have known based on the uniform? maybe?

also reporter girl and airport guy are both wearing some eagle patch on their clothes. but they work at different places? are both places gov funded? how does a newspaper company keep on hiring airplanes and helicopters?

the real mystery is figuring out the setting lol.

and even though the show is super old, the production quality is obviously extremely high and it still looks absolutely amazing now. and whats more: the episodes themselves feel fresh. or maybe its because i dont watch stuff like that.

but in ep 3 they encounter a monster snail from mars and they run away from it. pilot guy shoots at it with a gun (so military after all? or does he just carry a gun? why did pilot guy go in with reporter girl to check out the monster? is that in his job description? what kinda job is that?) until he runs out of bullets. then he straight up throws the gun at the snail.

thats hilarious? like, i wouldnt be surprised seeing it nowadays. it would be a bit tiring in a comedy show, but played straight in a monster show its kinda refreshing.

and they kept running away from the snail on this steep cliffs until it... accidentally fell down into the ocean. where it dissolved. probably because of the salt? thats fucking hilarious.

like its not a deep show, the episodes are only 25min, the formula seems pretty basic, so dont expect a masterpiece or anything, but its kinda entertaining.

also look at this?

they took out the capsule and then we have... this scene of people gathered in a space themed room. and they have name plates. "doctor". "observer". "press". thats so stupid its funny?

also no explanation given who is who and what is even this.

at the end of this scene the doc just gives us the theory that the capsule and the stuff inside (modern fabric and two gold eggs) came from the future? he did not elaborate any further.

like. the future?

thats... your theory?

at least thats what the subs say.

and later...

???

ok so we just agree aliens are on mars and aliens send them snail eggs? and the world... moves on? i guess it will come up but. lol. they are just sitting there and chilling. thats so funny.

docs says the aliens could be annoyed that humans are sending out rockets. lol. what. lol. doctor where did u study alienology. "its just a hypothesis". ok thanks.

second pilot guy suggests to befriend the alien society.

yuri straight up tells him it prob wont be possible, cuz humans suck since theres still racial discrimination, they still have wars and human trafficking and earth prob needs to get more peaceful.

lmaoooo

second pilot guy, ippei, picked up a lil gold ball at the office and put a chain on it and gifted it to yuri. bro??? omfg. you find gold at the office and just... take it? lol.

the end is just... "as humans will continue their space exploration more monsters will come. alas."

amazing. 10/10.

[curiositydooropened]

hello!! i saw your ask thing and i definitely think my favourite fanfics of yours would be the ENTIRETY of the wildfire series it was SO good; the world you curated, the angst, the emotions, the flashbacks, the relationships, the tension and especially the way you write???? your writing is so immersive i was crying, screaming, blushing, shudddering in fear at every beat!!!!!!!!!!!!! i felt every emotion and i loved the way each character had a very specific relationship w the mc, (i esp loved eddie and mcs relationship god😭) i will be rereading it over and over for the REST OF MY LIFE i consumed it in one entire day (i was done w the penultimate part when i got the notif you posted the final part, how serendipitous is that??) and also chamomile and lemonade, they were the first two i read from you and I fell in love immediately, i LOVED seeing the way the story progressed i kid u not when i finished lemonade i came to your blog just to look for a 3rd part and read everything else u wrote bc i desperately NEEDED more of your version of steve bec oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!! i loved the development in chamomile and the passages about feeling left out in the friendship bc even though they were in a different context they felt so real i felt them carve their place into my bones and again your writing is so immersive (esp bc im also taking lit lmaoooo) i could SEE everything play out in my head i could feel every single emotion everything!!!! im obsessed w ur writing bc its so good i will also be rereading these for forever these now have permanently made space for themselves in my brain.

so yeah, thank you so much for your work im sorry this was long and weird lmaoo, i just love your work thank you SO much, im gonna go reread chamomile now 💌

Um… hullo? 🥹🥹🥹 This is the nicest thing I’ve ever received. Thank you so so so much. I’m so honored that my work has resonated with you and that the Universe brought you more! 😂 All three of those fics have meant so much to me along this writing journey, and it always wants my heart to see other people enjoying them too.

I feel like a through-line in my work is the friendships and found family that are made long the way. And maybe that’s because those are the stories I love the most. (Stranger Things, hello!) And so it makes me so happy that those themes are coming through. Chamomile!Reader makes a little family in her friends. Wildfire!Reader would be nowhere without her support system. I just love them too much.

And I feel like I’ve made a little found family out of this amazing fandom and community of lovely, thoughtful people. Thanks so much for this, and I hope to continue to see you around here! xo