#my god i keep remembering shit. that show was absolutely wild

[priestfrommidnightmass]

HELP IM REMINISCING ON THE FOSTERS STORYLINES RN WHY WAS THIS MY FAVORITE SHOW WHEM I WAS 12😭😭😭😭😭

[wonysugar]

Sana spotting reader in the crowd at the concert and keeps looking at her the whole show, then tells her manger to bring you backstage after the show and she ends up taking you back to her hotel room…smut of course. Thank you!

tags : belittling, humiliation, spanking (or just plain degradation if you’d like), sana has a strap, smut with plot!

content warning : smut! that’s..it lol

pairing : fan!femreader x sana minatozaki

word count : 2k

a/n : thank you so much for requesting, sana’s my bias so i had a super fun time writing this!!<3 also I’M SO SORRY FOR KEEPING YOU WAITING!! i hope the wait is worth it!

there you were, standing in line for the twice tour concert happening in your city, you would’ve came with a friend, but nobody in your circle really likes kpop the way you do.

plus, you didn’t want anyone you knew to see you fangirling over a girl group who doesn’t even know you exist which would get significantly worse when sana comes on stage.

you brought your twice lightstick and a silly little sign that reads “sana please kiss me i need you badly”, this was a one in a lifetime opportunity, you needed to confess your undying love to your soulmate if given the chance! listening to your own thoughts playback in your mind, you giggled at your delusions. god, you’re hilarious.

before you knew it, the line progressed and you were finally sat for the concert. fanchants ready to be yelled out, lightstick set up. oh you were so ready. plus, you got front seats too, so you were even more hyped.

then, they appeared. suddenly, everybody just lost their shit you included and started screaming for their bias. song after song, dancebreak after dancebreak, the crowd was going absolutely wild. while yes, you were enjoying the performance as a whole, but you just couldn’t stop staring at your favorite member. and surprisingly, she stared back most of the time! smiling at you and winking as she sang, just basically fueling all of your delusions. the rush of it all gave you the confidence you needed to do this.

you waited until she looked at you again and just held the sign up, you didn’t give a single fuck about the people behind you, they didn’t matter! you needed to make sana remember you by something, even if it was lowkey embarrassing!

she took a few moments to read it, squinting her eyes, then.. giggled??

oh she wants you badly!! is what you told yourself because you and facing reality are not a good match! she took the sign from your hands and showed it off to the other members, earning a bunch of laughs and giggles from them, followed by some talking.

oh nevermind, she’s most likely making fun of you.

embarrassed, you started looking around, pretending you didn’t know what was going on as if everyone didn’t just see that she grabbed the sign from you. but then, you spotted her writing something on it with a sharpie. intrigued, you watched her as she finished up writing. she jogged over to you and handed you back your sign as she winked at you. you smiled nervously and muttered a confused ‘thank you’ before your eyes darted at the writing.

your eyes widened, both in confusion and very pleasant surprise.

‘stay here after the concert, a manager will come get you ;)’

oh my god.

-

the final song finished and everybody cheered loudly for the last time. you had a great time, but you just couldn’t stop looking at your sign, reminiscing about what she was planning. was she trying to get you arrested? why would she wink though.. maybe she winked just so you would stay and THEN she’d get you arrested???

your mind ran wild as you quickly reached for the exit of the arena, trying not to get caught by whoever was out to get you, but before you could, you felt a hand on your shoulder.

fuck.

“excuse me, ms. minatozaki is requesting to see you, i believe.”

trying not to hide your defeat and fear of what could possibly happen, you nodded. “yup. lead the way!” you said, over enthusiastically. he motioned for you to follow him and he took you backstage, where, surprisingly, no other members were present. just her. you unintentionally gulp as the staff leaves you two alone.

god she’s literally staring you down. you would’ve been excited about being so close to her in person but the situation right now was kinda preventing that, you fidgeted with your hands. right as she was about to speak,

“are you gonna get me arrested? look, it was a silly little joke i had no intentions of making you uncomfortable and i’m honestly really sorry if i di-“

“relax, baby” she interrupted, “i found it endearing. i mean, it’s not like you’re a creepy old man, are you?” she slightly tilted her head as she asked the question.

you hesitantly shook your head. wait, did she just call you baby?? you felt that you could just die right then and there.

“so, why are you panicking? if i was trying to get you arrested, i wouldn’t be smiling and winking at you all show, would i now, cutie?”

your jaw slightly dropped at the amount of pet names that she just kept casually throwing around. does she not know what that can do to someone who’s like. infatuated with her??

“no, you wouldn’t, i don’t think.” you stuttered out. she giggled at you, eyeing you down, her gaze ending up on every single part of your body.

“are you free tonight?” she asked you, an innocent smile plastered on her face.

-

quite frankly, you were originally planning to go home right after concert, lay on your bed and watch tiktoks for like 5 hours straight but… let’s just say making out with the sana minatozaki on her hotel room’s bed was significantly better than that.

she unfortunately pulled away from you and looked into your eyes as she slightly panted, “what are you into, baby?” she asked you.

not knowing what to respond, you looked around nervously, still not over the fact that you’re about to fuck an idol?? your favorite one, at that. was this even allowed???

“uhm.” you finally responded, “i don’t know.. girls?” you awkwardly chuckled.

fuck, maybe being funny wasn’t the best approach, she looked like she was genuinely asking. you could tell from the drop of her expression that she was getting impatient, she subtly sighed, almost pulling away from you.

which…. you always found it kind of sexy when she got frustrated at her other members, or something of the sorts.

biting back a shy smile, you kept staring at her. then, as if something in her mind clicked, something in her eyes sparkled and she smirked.

“oh… i see where this is going.” she playfully smirked, getting closer to you again as if she could feel your face growing hotter by the second. “you’re into people treating you like garbage, aren’t you?”

you hesitated, but you ended up silently nodding. was she psychic??

“oh how cute. so if i were to fuck you roughly as i called you names, you’d like that, hm?”

you froze, then turned your head to look at anything that wasn’t her face. god that sounded so hot.

“answer, you bitch.” she grabbed you by the jaw and made you look at her, her eyes piercing through you. you swore that you could’ve came right then and there, but you obviously had and wanted to keep this going.

“y-yes sana, i’d like that. alot.” you squirmed under her, her eyes still not leaving yours. she scoffed.

“i knew you were a complete slut as soon as i saw you.” she kissed your neck, earning a relieved sigh from you as she unbuttons your shirt. “also,” she added,

“it’s ms. sana, got it?”

-

next thing you knew, she was violently dicking you down from behind with her strap. wait, why did she even bring it along with her on tour? whatever, that didn’t even matter right now, what mattered was that your twice bias was literally inside you and that you felt like you could squirt just from that. an exaggeration, but she was just that good at fucking you.

“fuckfuckfuck sana right there..” you moaned out, throwing your head down on the pillow before you stammered nervously, “i-i mean, ms. sana!”

in response, “aren’t you a cute thing. this is the fourth time you’ve made that mistake. does it feel that good?” you heard her giggle. okay, she didn’t sound mad, but you still needed to be careful next ti-

before you could even finish that thought, though, you felt her hand smack one of your cheeks with full force, making you flinch and unintentionally whimper at the impact. fuck, that hurt.

“apologize.” she coldly ordered you, her pace getting faster by the second, causing you to lose your breath. recollecting your thoughts, you let out a nervous “i’m s-sorry ms. sana fuck i’m sorry..”

“god.. look at you. ass up for a girl you barely even fucking know.” she hummed, clearly amused by all of this, amused by how easily you gave in. she gently scratched and pet your head as she would a dog, still roughly pounding you from the back. “are you stupid or just a horny bitch?” she mockingly giggles.

“that’s just what you are, isn’t it? a little bitch in heat. hm?”

if her purpose was to fill you with shame, then it was very much working. you felt humiliated. when you really thought about it like that, you are literally letting a stranger fuck you. not only that, but you went to her hotel room. maybe she was right, maybe you are just a whore.

“come on baby, say it. admit how much of a slut you are.” she pulled on your hair, forcing you to hold yourself up. you whimpered and moaned loudly at the sensations, trying your hardest to form a correct sentence, “yes ms. sana i’m a s-slut! fuckfuck i’m a slut for you p-pleaseee fuck me harder..”

your dignity and self-respect now long gone, your only priority was cumming. she probably caught onto that quickly, though, since she immediately started changing her pace, going at a much slower speed, much to your despair. you whined. “such a good bitch for mommy. are you getting close?” she asked.

mommy?? oh this woman wanted you dead. her words and the noises coming out of her contributing in making it harder for you to keep your composure. god you were a mess, being undone like this, being used like this, being at someone’s mercy, sana’s mercy. it turned you on so much.

moaning out consecutive mhms in response to sana’s question, she hummed, grabbing your waist. then, unexpectedly, she rams into you, her strap fucking in and out of you, covered in your slick. “then we’ll cum together, okay?” she orders, panting. you eagerly nod, head pressed into the pillow.

you feel your orgasm building up, your noises getting higher and louder. she quickly started shamelessly moaning louder too, good girls and just like thats escaping her mouth.

it didn’t take long before her breathing stopped for a moment, pulling on your hair with such a force. she moaned out your name, and that’s when your own mind blanked. that feeling in your lower stomach was now replaced with complete euphoria, and it was amplified by the fact that you knew it was caused by sana. you didn’t care about how loud you were being, you didn’t care about the people next door, you wanted them to know who was making you feel this good.

as you both came down from your high, you felt her pull out. it took you some time to actually sit up, but your legs weren’t exactly in the best state right now.

“do you do this to every fan you meet?” you ask her, laying down on your side, sounding kinda muffled due to your head still being in the pillow.

“hm, no. i’ve never done this before. i guess it was something about you.” she said, smiling as she was tying her hair and then eventually taking the strap off of her, setting it down on the nightstand.

then, you remembered your so called delusions. maybe they weren’t entirely delusions after all!

-

you took your bag, all dressed up and ready to leave the hotel room, she on the other hand, stayed naked, because that’s apparently how she sleeps. you say your goodbyes very obviously eyeing her bare body and head to leave, but she stops you.

“here’s my number, i’ll text you and eventually let you know when we come back here.” she winks at you, then sends you on your way.

well! getting dicked down by sana minatozaki wasn’t exactly on your bucket list this year, but it was certainly very welcomed, considering you went back home giggling to yourself and did your own thing when you arrived home, still thinking about all of it..

from now on, you could never allow yourself to miss the upcoming tours.

[sillysowa]

Ask and you shall receive, my lovelies!

ALL MINE!

PAIRING: HOBIE BROWN X PLUSSIZED!FEM!READER

GENRE: SMUT! PWP

WORD COUNT: 1.9k

WARNINGS: NON DESCRIPTIVE BODY SHAMING, FACESITTING, FACE RIDING, VAGINAL SEX, BODY WORSHIP

AUTHORS NOTE: I TRIED MY ABSOLUTE BEST TO WRITE ABOUT AN EXPERIENCE THAT I AM NOT INCREDIBLY FAMILIAR WITH, PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF ANY OF MY REPRESENTATION OR CONTENT IS OFFENSIVE OR INACCURATE! I WAS NOT COMFORTABLE WITH WRITING DESCRIPTIVE BODY SHAMING. SORRY IF THIS SEEMS AT ALL RUSHED, BEEN HELLA BUSY!

SYNOPSIS: YOU SURPRISE YOUR BOYFRIEND HOBIE AT HIS BIGGEST CONCERT YET, ONLY FOR SOME GROUPIES TO MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE SHIT, BUT HOBIE DOESN’T LET THAT SLIDE—OH AND HE FUCKS THE SHIT OUT OF YOU LATER!

—

Today was a big day. Hobie and his band are going to have a concert at their biggest venue yet, and you’re going to surprise him in the crowd. Originally, you and Hobie were pretty bummed because you had plans that day already, and you were almost positive that you wouldn’t be able to get the day off—but turns out you were wrong. Without telling Hobie, you managed to clear up your day completely, and get VIP floor tickets to the show. You had even gone shopping for a concert outfit that would make you look amazing under the concert lights. You are incredibly confident in your body and how it looks, and you really wanted to show it off.

It was the night of, Hobie left earlier, obviously disappointed that you wouldn’t be there but still understanding that your schedule was busy. The smell of his cologne when he bent down to kiss you, his guitar over his shoulder and his amp in his hands was a sight for sore eyes. The moment he left, you went straight to the nearest mirror and did your makeup, spending all the time necessary to look your absolute best. Finally it was time for the outfit. It was beautiful. It was absolutely everything you wanted and it looked beautiful on you. You couldn’t wait for Hobie to see you, illuminated in the neon lights and done up for him, but you really couldn’t wait for him to fuck you up.

You got to the venue early, making sure you could guarantee that you were front row, and prepared yourself to stand for a very long time. The looks that you were given from the groupies who walked to the VIP line made you roll your eyes. There was always those girls—the tall, stick-thin, bratty—and they always needed to make sure you saw them when they looked at you nastily. You just looked forward, and waited out the time until the doors opened.

When they did, you walked with a quick pace, not running, but definitely not walking. You made your way up to the front row, slightly to the right where Hobie plays—you knew because you saw his guitar propped up. You heard the sound of heels, giggled and snobby sounding voices around you. It was the girls from earlier. They were all around you, and you could hear their whispers. It didn’t get to you before, but god it was starting to get to you now. You tried your best to keep ignoring them when a tall blonde woman who didn’t look like the type to be at a punk-rock concert, leaned over and whispered something gut-wrenchingly rude in your ear before standing straight and chatting with her friends. You stood there, suddenly incredibly insecure and crushed. Your spirits were high before, but now? Now you just wanted to go home…to Hobie. That was when you remembered why you were here. You were here for Hobie.

When the lights came on, there’s a ruckus all around. The crowd squeezes together uncomfortably, the room growing loud and wild. The girls around you throw insults your way when you don’t move, holding onto the railing tight. The first song started, and you heard a flurry of yells from Hobies bandmates, and then Hobie. A chill raced down your spine like a rollercoaster down its tracks, and Hobie raced onto the stage. He looked amazing—A fishnet top with a leather vest over it, dark blue jeans held up by a spiked belt, as much silver jewelry as he could fit, and messy black eyeliner.

The song was going amazing, Hobies skilled fingers that you loved oh so much dancing across his guitar as beads of sweat formed on his forehead, his beautiful smile coming out for all to see. Nothing good lasts forever though as when you excitedly jumped with the crowd, the bitchy girl to your right started hurling insults at you. This time you didn’t take it so well. You started questioning her,

“What the fuck is your problem?”

“You, you fucking skank!” She yelled obnoxiously, “Can you fucking move?” She said with the most audacity you had ever seen in your life. Some of her friends laughed, some of them looked at you with a nasty stare, but you just shook your head,

“I payed for these tickets just like you. I’m just trying to enjoy the show, asshole.” You grunted, facing forward to catch the end of the song and ignoring her when she suddenly shoved you. You stumble for a moment, bumping into the fellow groupie bitches to your left only for them to grunt and get pissy. You turned around, ready to fuck her up when,

“You betta get your grimy hands of my girl.” Hobie spoke into his mic, voice deep and angry. He stared directly into the blonde girl’s soul, causing her to freeze and stare blankly at him, then dumbly point at herself like she wasn’t caught in the act,

“Yeah you, what the fuck do you think you were doin?” He laughs, “Get the hell out of my venue.” He suddenly deadpans, “C’mon, get.” He says, the whole crowd invested and booing the girls. They squeeze out of the crowd and get ushered out by security. You’re incredibly flustered as suddenly there’s a ton of eyes on you, everyone wanting to get a look at the lead guitarists girl.

“Take a peek at my girlfriend, people. Isn’t she lovely? God I can’t wait to tear that outfit off of her later!” Hobie gushes into the mic, his deep voice echoing in the venue. The whole crowd starts cheering and getting hype, the next song starting soon after. You knew you were in for one hell of a night.

—

“Can’t believe you actually came, you cheeky ting.” Hobie smiles as he kisses your neck, your back pressed against the deck of his boat. He had rushed you out of the venue earlier, cock already hard in his jeans and hands all over you,

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Hobie, I love to see you on stage.” You smile, thoughts caught up on what those girls said to you about your body earlier. You wonder if there will ever be a day where you feel confident in your skin without getting torn down by someone. You didn’t notice that you had started tearing up, but Hobie must have noticed because he grabbed your face, your eyes refocusing on him while he’s on top of you,

“Who the fuck were those girls?” He suddenly asks, his tone dead serious,

“Just some random groupies I think.” You say dismissing any conversation that might come up about what had gotten you in a fight with them, but sure enough,

“What caused that scene, love?” He questioned, head tilting and deep eyes analyzing your every move and facial expression—nothing gets past Hobie—especially not things like this,

“They…they made a couple comments about my weight.” You admit, trying to move past it as soon as possible.

“And that’s got you bothered?” He asks, already knowing the answer,

“No.”

“No?” Hobie asks, “I don’t buy that—you’ve got that distant look in your eyes doll. Do I need to remind you just how beautiful you are cause I have no problem doing that.” Hobie whispers, voice growing seductive and needy as he kisses your shoulder, his hands dipping down to cup your pussy. When you shudder and sigh, he chuckles, kissing you and suddenly flipping you both, you on top of him. Hobies strength never ceases to amaze you, and you’re even more amazed when he gently lifts you by your hips, sliding himself to be level with your cunt,

“Sit on my face baby, want your sweet pussy~” Hobie grunts, licking his lips and tearing your underwear off. You gasp and cry out when he pulls your hips down, eating you out like he’s gone mad. You rock your hips into his face, your clit bumping against his nose,

“…So pretty…so fucking good…and all mine…” Hobie grunts while he eats you out, his face buried between your legs and his eyes crazed. The warmth and wetness between your legs drives you crazy, panting and moaning as you thrust your hips against him. Hobies fingers grip your thighs, tongue fucking you while his nose rubs your clit. You feel your orgasm coming, and you can barely warn Hobie,

“I-I’m gonna…” You moan, your hands in his hair, looking down at him. Hobie just speed up his ministrations, hungry for you. When you cum, you shake and whimper, the sound of Hobie’s grunts and slurping overstimulating you almost instantly.

“Hobie~” You whine, writhing to get off of him when he finally gives in, gently helping you get positioned under him. He kisses you passionately, one finger under your chin. The kiss is full of love and passion, and Hobie kisses all the way down your body, whispering how much he loves the things about you that no one else has seen. How much he loves the things about your body that are truly unique, and the things about your body that you might not truly love. Hobie loves it all.

He undoes his belt, the sounds sending need straight to your core,

“I love you baby, y’know that?” He whispers,

“Yeah…I do.” You say, breathless,

“Let me show you, baby.” He groans, lining his tip up with your entrance and gently thrusting in. You wince at the size of his cock in you, and Hobie groans, his head dripping down beside you,

“You feelin’ good doll? Does that hurt?” He grunts out, his hands gripping the wood underneath you. The night is cold out on the water with you and Hobie all alone, and the feeling of him inside you is like heaven. You gasp out into the dark sky as Hobie fucks you, whimpering,

“Feels perfect, Hobie~”

His cock stretches your walls, his moans of how beautiful and pretty you are etched into your skin with each kiss. Your thighs shake and tremble and your head spins from all the praise, Hobie fucking you into the floor.

“You like that? Yeah? Good girl baby so good f’me just keep giving me those pretty moans baby” He moans, kissing you as he speeds up. He’s fucking you with reckless abandon, the boat even slightly shaking. He pulls away from the kiss panting wildly and throwing his head back as he thrusts into you. The noises that spill from your lips are animalistic, and your pussy squeezes around him,

“Hobie!” You whimper, your hands shaking on his back.

“Come on, cum for me luv.” He groans, kissing you deeply as you moan into his mouth. Your eyes widen and then roll into the back of your head, the sounds of both your skin slapping resonating around you. Hobie speeds up impossibly faster and you cum—seeing stars as you squirt all over him. Almost directly after, Hobie spills his cum deep inside you. You can feel the twitching of his cock and the warmth of his semen inside you. Tears spill out of your eye, Hobie breaking the kiss to wipe them away. His thumbs smoothing over your face. Hobie pulls out of you and scoop you up, bringing you to his bed and cleaning you up softly—the whole time whispering sweet praises to you and kissing every inch of your skin for the last time that night. Hobie cleans himself off, helps you into one of your sleep shirts that you left on the boat last time, and slips into bed behind you, holding you all through the night.

No one will ever tear down your self esteem with Hobie around. He was sure of it.

[halfghostwriter]

Wraith Radio Pt. 2

Part 1

“You’re listening to Wraith Radio, your number one link to the living realm. I’m your host, the wandering ghost, Ellie Phantom. It’s day two of my adventure in Gotham City, and I gotta say, today was… wild. Bit of context for those who missed the start of yesterday’s show, long story short, I publicly told the Red Hood that I would wait for him at this place called Park Row so I could take him to a doctor in the ghost zone because his body is bad.

After I ended the show, I got this call from my cousin, Danny. He and his friends back in Amity had been listening, and they think that, because I never showed off any of my powers or anything, and cause I look like any other human, he might not have actually believed I was a ghost. Which, fair, I guess.

So now I’m thinking, ‘well, no big deal, I can just show him my ghost form.’ Buuuuut then I remember the stupid amount of curses and stuff all around this city, and as part of the ghost population who technically never experienced death— no, that time I melted does not count— I’d like to prolong that experience for as long as possible if you don’t mind. Where was I? Oh right, so now I’m thinking, ‘well, no problem, I can just open up a portal, bring him to the zone, and transform there.’ Quick, simple, no problem.

So we come to today. I’m at the meeting spot, it’s five minutes to the meeting time, and I’m sitting on the edge of this rooftop, keeping an eye out for the arrival of the Red Hood.

And then a building blows up.

Right across the street, the top floor of this sketchy run down place I had been staring at, just. Boom! And then I hear all these gunshots, and screaming, and I look down at my watch, and I have about four minutes before noon, so I turn invisible, float over, and poke my head through the wall. Right there, center of the room, I see Batman, Robin, Red Robin, and Red Hood fighting this… I dunno, skinny twink with like a burlap sack over his head? Look, it took me a week to memorize the Gotham vigilante’s names and costumes alone, I wasn’t going out of my way to look up their entire rogues gallery. But anyway, they’re fighting this guy and a bunch of people who I assume are working for this guy, and I see some people tied up in the corner screaming their heads off for no clear reason. I mean, yes, I know it’s scary being tied up by an evil scarecrow of a man, but when I say screaming, I don’t mean ‘please, save me, I’m in distress’ screaming, I mean ‘the soulshredder just sliced through me and now I’m seeing my worst fears manifested in front of my eyes’ screaming.

So I get a little closer, I land on the floor, and just, to go off on a bit of a tangent for a second, the Gotham vigilantes are just. So much taller than me. I felt so incredibly tiny being in the same room as them. Like, yeah, I know I’m short, but I had hoped that I would at least be the same height as Robin, but no. I swear, every time I stand next to someone who’s supposed to be close to my ‘physical’ age, I become more and more convinced that the billionaire who made me had absolutely no idea what he was doing. He brought me to life and was like ‘you’re a twelve year old!’ and I was like ‘you’re right!’ because I had no frame of reference because I was born that morning. Anyway, so I get closer to the screeching humans being held against their will, and I feel this scratchy, almost burning feeling in the back of my throat. I try to brush it off, but then I look down, and I see my body fucking melting.

Now this isn’t be my first time melting, so my first thought isn’t ‘oh god I’m gonna go from half to full ghost,’ or even ‘ugh this shit again,’ but rather ‘why the fuck doesn’t this hurt?’ Because I know exactly what melting is supposed to feel like, and it isn’t a feeling you can just ignore. Like, I can’t really describe it to someone who’s never had every muscle in their body suddenly coalesce into one, with every attached nerve ending screaming louder than a heavy metal band, but trust me when I say that the “pain” I was feeling was barely anything compared to actually melting, like it felt more like my skin was itchy than anything. So, I try poking one of the places where my body is melting— don’t ask me why, I don’t really know why I did it— and instead of feeling ectoplasm drip over my hands, I just feel… my arm. And I realize, ‘oh, not only is this just an illusion, it’s a shitty one.’ Or, y’know, at the very least one that doesn’t work too well on a halfa.

So I shake that off, cause yeah, I don’t like seeing myself melt again, but as long as it’s not actually happening again, I’m good. Plus, if it does start again, I do still have my extra ecto dejectos in my bag, and yes, Danny, I will call you if it actually happens, sorry if I almost gave you a heart attack a few minutes ago. Anyway, I turn back to all the tied up screaming people, and I notice these, like, fog-machine-looking-thing next to all of them, and I get closer to one, and the scratchy feeling at the back of my throat gets worse, so now I’m thinking ‘oh, this must be what’s causing everyone to see things.’ So I turn my arm intangible, stick it into this machine, and I pull out this bottle of just… the worst smelling chemicals I’ve ever been near, which is saying a lot for someone born and raised in a basement lab. But, it stops the fog machine, so I plug it with some stuff from my bag, and pocket it so I can’t smell it anymore. I keep doing this to each of the nearby machines, and eventually the front pocket of my bag is just completely stuffed with gross chemicals.

So that’s over with, and I look over to see if the fight’s done, but no, they’re all still going at it, which means I still can’t talk to Red Hood and get him to the Zone, so I figure I have some time to kill. And I remember that there’s, like, ten or so people tied up against their will, so I start freeing all of them. Obviously, the ropes themselves are really easy, all I really need to do is phase them off. The people, on the other hand, are crazy hard to get to actually do anything other than scream. Like, I try pushing people towards the exit, I try dragging them across the floor, anything to get them to leave the building which is— in case you forgot— on fire. I mean it’s just the top floor, but I’ve heard from Ember that a fire anywhere in the house could be the cause of a human’s death, especially if no one’s watching it, and I doubt that anyone is actually watching that fire.

So now I’m kinda panicking, cause I was hoping the fight would be over by now and all these people would have been brought outside, but not only is the fight not over, I look over and see the bad guy throw these cans over at the people, and I realize that they’re giving off the exact same poison-fog as the machines from earlier. And I’m just. So pissed off. Like, I just took care of that!! For all I knew, that illusion stuff could’ve worn off in a few minutes, and I wouldn’t have to worry about keeping all these people alive!!

Side note— Danny. I get it now. I get the whole ‘desperate need to protect any and all humans’ feeling you were talking about.

They are just… so easy to put into danger.

Holy shit.

Anyway, I’m feeling that whole ‘selfless anger on behalf of strangers’ thing for the first time, and I think it turns my brain off, cause I just pick up the cans and throw them at the bad guys head while yelling ‘FUCK YOU, DIPSHIT!’

And my invisibility drops.

So.

Not my best decision.

But not my worst, because my aim was perfect.

I’m pretty sure I knocked him unconscious, but I’ll be honest I wasn’t really paying attention to that guy anymore because I had just revealed one of my abilities— not to mention I think my eyes were glowing— in front of the fucking Batman. Now, I don’t know if the rumors about him hating metas are true, but I do know that most humans fucking hate ghosts, that I definitely don’t know what he thinks I am, and that I’m not risking my ass to find out. So, invisibility goes back up, and I start to book it before I remember that the whole fucking reason I showed up was to help out Red Hood. So I take a flyer, write “sorry, try again tomorrow?” on the back, and then I get the fuck out.

I wind up flying so fast back to this little hideout I’m staying at that I guess I wound up jostling some things in my bag? Yeah, by the time I get back, I feel this… leaking through my bag. And I take it off, so I can check out the damage, and uh…

Ok, so remember how I mentioned those ecto dejectos I keep on me? Well, I tend to keep them in the front pocket. And the scary-illusion-liquid-stuff was also put in the front pocket. And one of the bottles and an ecto-dejecto hit each other just a bit too hard. And apparently. When these two things are combined. You get… a blob ghost. Who only knows how to melt.

I’ve named him Goop, and he’s the most pathetic creature I’ve seen in my life. He just melts until all of his body is liquid, then it all just blorps back together. He’s solid for like a second, then he starts to melt again. Also he keeps trying to drink the scary-illusion-liquid. I’ve been holding him in my lap this entire time, and while he’s not hard to stop, I do still need to sleep, so if anyone has any advice on how to handle a mutant blob ghost, I’m all ears. Also, if theres any specific way to get rid of mysterious chemicals that honestly shouldn’t exist, please tell me, otherwise I’m just gonna find a sink and dump it.

Anyway, that’s enough about my day, onto things I’ve heard about the city…”

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The batfam stared silently at the glowing radio that Jason had brought.

And an unspoken agreement was reached.

Meta, ghost, whatever— this was a child with absolutely no adult supervision, severe trauma, an unknown set of powers, and a ridiculous amount of fear toxin. Not to mention something that she described to be a “mutant blob ghost.”

It was time to do a bit of research into the kid.

Or, it would, were it not for the fact that “Wraith Radio” didn’t seem to exist online, nor did “Ellie Phantom.” It was also likely she used a fake name for her show, since there didn’t seem to be any records of an “Ellie Phantom” anywhere.

Of course, that wasn’t enough to deter them. After all, she herself had mentioned her family.

And so, they began looking into Amity and her cousin, Danny.

[mephinomaly]

[TL] PYSCHOBREAK/Chapter 5

[ This post uses Ois~su ♪ ]

Adonis: UNDEAD have been able to expand our range of activities due to a subsidiary called HELLSING.

I believe that now we can provide sufficient service to satisfy every customer.

Though, I am a little lonely since we are working separately from our real senpais.

Koga: It’s just for now. It was like this for a while when they graduated from Yumenosaki.

We’ve just gone back to it.

Adonis: I’m still lonely either way. There’s nothing we can do though, as this is the best possible solution for the problem we’re having.

This way, we can continue our usual idol activities, whilst simultaneously figuring out who is the mastermind behind the AIIE experiment.

Then we can discover the truth, and resolve the main issue we are having.

After that, we will have to decide on what to do.

Koga: Thinkin’ ain't our job. No point buildin’ bridges that are gonna be burnt down. All we can do is focus on the problems in front of us.

Hopefully nothin’ goes to shit this time.

Adonis: This is a dangerous path to walk. We have no choice but to try our absolute hardest.

Koga: Yup. We need t’find who's pullin’ all the strings before this becomes a reallll problem.

Adonis: …But I'm the one pulling all the strings.

Koga: Huh? The hell you mean? It's someone else, not you Adonis! You won't even kill bugs.

Adonis: Do you remember the dream we had during the experiment?

Something strange happened in that dream, though it was slightly different, it was still a retelling of the past.

So called “vampires” were delinquents who rampaged the town and were a threat to the peace.

Those “vampires”, their mastermind, was me, Adonis Otogari.

Koga: That’s just what past Sakuma-senpai said. There ain’t enough evidence t’come to a conclusion, so you’re fine.

Adonis: Umu. That’s why the vampires’ tyranny did not stop.

Hasumi-senpai was supposed to use the authority of the student council and lead Deadmanz in order to vanquish the delinquents.

But in the dream, the vampires were still running wild.

They were originally Sakuma-senpai’s devotees, but then it seems they became devoted to the new leader, and only listened to what I said.

Koga: So their new leader was, Adonis?

Are ya tryna get on the same level as Sakuma-senpai?

Adonis: No of course not, I don’t have the charisma for that. There aren’t any other suspects. Whilst the dreams were distorted, I don’t believe Sakuma-senpai would make a mistake like that.

If Sakuma-senpai said I am at fault, then it must be so.

Koga: Do you believe God is always right? Is that what you think of him?

I mean, I’m interested in what’s goin’ on too but it was jus’ a dream at the end of the day. What we gotta focus on is this majorly fucked up reality.

Adonis: …Is this really reality? Or is this a dream too?

This strangely doesn’t feel real. My head feels as if it is stuffed with cotton.

Koga: Well, this is really weird so I get it. We’re here, alive, and our souls are here, so—

We’ll keep livin’ here in one way or another.

Rei 2: —You two finished talkin’?

Koga: ...

Rei 2: Okay cool~. Bouzu’s followin’ along perfectly as per your instructions.

It’s still hard for me t’speak all old man-like which made him a tad suspicious.

But, whatever, no way that guy can guess what’s happenin’ next with us.

Adonis: That’s true. Thank you for your hard work bearing with Hasumi-senpai’s interrogation, Sakuma-senpai, Hakaze-senpai.

Kaoru 2: ...

Koga: Oi, you don’t hafta show respect to those things. Well, you’re the typa guy who speaks kindly to a harmonica, so guess it doesn’t matter.

Fake Sakuma-senpai is alright, but fake Hakaze-senpai doesn’t even talk t’us, let alone look at us—

No need t’respect someone like that.

Kaoru 2: Hey, so–

Could you not talk to me so much? I’m not into dudes so I’d rather not put in any effort to dealing with them~♪

So there’s no need to talk to me. Just do your job and there won’t be a problem, right?

Koga: W-wow… Somethin’ weirdly nostalgic ‘bout this version of Hakaze-senpai.

Guess the AIs are replicatin’’ us from a while back. Do ya think this fake Hakaze-senpai still acts like a playboy?

Then I should probably call the fakes somethin’ different in public, so Playboy ‘n Vampire Bastard.

Rei 2: Do what you like.

By the way. Bouzu wasn’t just there to interrogate us, think he’s actin’ as a messenger between us ‘n the RhythmLink higher ups.

Looks like they’re lovin’ what we’re doin’ lately and are makin’ us go on tour.

So we’re goin’ all around the country, singin’ for the fans who love immoral, radical us.

Rock, rock, rock ‘n roll ♪

Nice~. Dream come true, ain’t it, Wanko?

Koga: …The person I want to sing with ain’t you.

Nothin’ I can do about it. Until we know who’s behind this, I gotta just play along.

But, remember this - you try anythin’ funny, I won’t hesitate t’crush you.

This makes me sound like Adonis but… I’ll protect UNDEAD.

[ ☆ ]

Chapter 4

Chapter 6

[liquidstar]

Ok so, I have only ever watched one episode of Adventure Time, and it was on a hotel room TV, in terrible hindi dub, and I barely remember it on account of being 10(?) but it horrified me.

I remember the MCs trying to get Ice King a girlfriend or something, but he keeps being a gross asshole so they take him to a lake and point at some swans to try and explain love to him. They point to two swans kissing like ':D' and he's like 'ewww' and then the male swan suCKS IN AND EATS THE FEMALE and IK's like ':)))' while the boys stare in horror.

IDR how the episode ended or how much I watched, but I remember thinking 'wow american cartoons are hardcore. I'm sticking to pirated pokemon from now on.'

And you are telling me that show had lesbians in it leter????

oh my god im so sorry but imagining you watching that swan scene as a 10 year old is so fucking funny, i can understand why you stuck with pirated pokemon LOL

adventure time is absolutely very fucked up in a lot of different ways. the early seasons leaned into that type of absurd shit you just described a lot more especially. while the later ones actually started getting more existential and building on the worlds lore.

there wasnt exactly a focused plot, per say. i mean, there was, but it wasnt something methodical and planned out, it was played by ear. and i think it really worked. the way they did it turned out a really cool magic system (based on the idea that reality is just collective perception, and magic users are aware of this and can manipulate perception ergo reality. but the more cosmic knowledge you have the more insane or depressed you become etc especially if youre mortal), and also cool world building (it takes place in a post apocalypse after a nuclear war, now far into the future the face of the earth has completely changed but the horrors unleashed still impact it today), and also a lot of really amazing themes (the world is always changing and nothing is ever permanent, but no matter how things change things also stay the same, in a different way. especially where bonds and love are concerned. everything stays.)

and YEAH there are lesbians (i mean i always hc marcy as bi but still). and they also come from the shows improvisational nature. theres a lot of genuinely really amazing relationships and plotpoints born out of that to me. like, as the show starts to get a lot more thematically dense later on it can seem like a weird shift. some ppl say it got pretentious over time bc its not as goofy (its still pretty goofy lol), but i think it worked... like... perfectly.

because its a coming of age story where the main character actually ages, it actually feels so right that the world around him begins to seem different too. it makes sense that when he was 12 we were doing stupid goofy adventures, when he was 15 we were watching him deal with a lot of really fucked up trauma, and when he was 17 we watched him learn to grow as a person who thinks beyond simple terms of good and evil.

i know im tottaaallly rambling at this point but theres really an insane amount to talk about with adventure time. the timeline alone is ridiculous. but mostly i think my passion comes down to the fact that i was also growing up with the story, always around the same age as the mc going through similar stuff... even now, the story is focusing on a depressed 20-something trying to find whimsy in her life again. and technically the last episode timeline-wise is about accepting death lol

so like idk how exactly id recommend it to a new viewer, its really possible that a lot of ppl wont be able to really tolerate the early seasons as adults (i mean, i think theyre charming, but i have nostalgia goggles lol). that being said i think that its a series totally worth a shot for everyone... eventually. if it sounds interesting you just gotta accept the goofiness at first and trust that youre in for something wild in a totally different way later on. and totally unique and cool and special in a way nothing else has really been able to capture for me since.

TL;DR: no yeah the show was incredibly fucked up and that swan did eat that other swan. but it does have themes and also lesbians.

[tiredesperdad]

I've been thinking about their dynamic way too much since I've started playing age of calamity + replaying breath of the wild so here are some of my thoughts about Teba and Revali under the cut.

Like sadly age of calamity barely scratches the surfaces but man their relationship could be so interesting and if you ask me there isn't nearly enough Revali&Teba fanfic out there. I need them to bond in those "the champions live" AUs, I need it!

Anyway....

So we have Revali. Champion of the Rito. Master of the sky and greatest archer they have ever seen. He worked his ass off to create his gale and he's regarded highly among the Rito even a hundred years after his death. But also he was most likely still very young. There are different headcanons but I'd like to think that he was of similar age as Zelda and Link. We don't know anything about his family but either he wasn't really close with anyone while he was still alive or he lost everything in those 100 years he was gone (most likely a bit of both). He's a bit of a drama queen. He acts arrogant but we know from the champion's ballad dlc that he was rather insecure and putting up a front. He's the kinda guy you sometimes just wanna tell to shut up.

Then you have the Rito who look up to him. Nobody had a blood connection to him or really remembers him as an individual, not like the other champions. He's kind of a legend among the Rito.

And that brings us to Teba.

Teba, like the rest of the Rito, always looked up to their champion and the stories they were told about him. He's the best warrior the Rito have at the time of breath of the wild. He has a son and wife but still acts pretty reckless. Saki and Harth describe him as impulsive and Teba describes himself as rather blunt and direct. He seems like a bit of a grump but also is caring.

And now put those two together.

Like I just love this dynamic of Teba meeting /the/ Rito champion, the guy he spent his whole life looking up to and he's barely older than a fledgling. He's a kid whose kind of a dickhead but also absolutely has all of the skills that are remembered about him. But also like holy shit he's so young. And alone. There are no blood relatives left, everyone he knew is dead. He probably didn't even have many connections while he was still alive. Revali went through a lot of shit, too. Like depending on the AU he not only woke up 100 years later but he probably remembers the fight against windblight ganon, he remembers the fear, he remembers dying maybe. But also he's too proud to admit it and he doesn't open up to anyone.

But then there's Teba who is blunt, he's direct. So I'd like to think he'd be the perfect person for Revali in such a scenario because let's be real, Revali needs someone who will call out the bullshit once in a while and just flat out tells him what he doesn't want to hear but needs to hear. Maybe someone who sees him for the person that he is and not just the champion Revali.

Also I feel like at some point the Rito (in Revali's time) were looking up to Revali so much he really just lived that front of the Rito champion. He couldn't show weakness, he always had to be strong and perfect and couldn't make any mistakes. But that shit can't keep going and Teba probably would just.... kick his ass about it once in a while.

Plus I'm 100% accepting from age of calamity that Revali is good with kids and takes on Tulin/trains him (maybe even the other kids).

Anyway.... Just.... Revali's and Teba's dynamic man. I just love the thought of Teba being that adult that Revali so desperately needs but I also like the thought of these two shitheads impulsively going off all the time and driving Saki and Harth crazy. You have Revali who is about to do something stupid and everyone is like "ah thank god Teba went to stop him" but Teba 100% would go along with it almost every time.

Also sidenote: Give me those Kass and Revali bonding moments. There are exactly zero Kass&Revali fanfics on AO3 and it's killing me, I love Kass so much, please give Revali a calm adult who will play songs for him, thanks.

Also another sidenote: I know mute Link is a big headcanon in the fandom but I've always imagined that he's much more talkative after losing his memories and that would be the reason why he and Revali would get along a lot better if the champions ended up being alive after the 100 years of Link sleeping. A big reason why Revali dislikes Link so much is because he doesn't speak his mind and shows no emotions so I think they absolutely could get over this with Link just being more open (and Revali swallowing his pride for once) because he doesn't have to put up a front anymore.

[clarajohnson]

the magicians s2e7

STOP IGNORING ME STOP IGNORING ME YOU PUSSY !!!!!!

you will know exactly what i'm going to say i'm going to say it until she goes away. i love you niffin alice.

one of these dummies is gonna call the brain police and you've got priors!

Evil Things Inside of Me That Used to Be Alice

SOOO fucking interesting, their conversation on "boxing her up" because alice is right! he IS trapping her! the first time i watched this show i was truly TRULY so angry at him for this. when he says "or you could be quiet and you could let me try and solve this" like my god the man never lets anything go! it's so unhealthy and like NOW i don't blame him because he's my best friend but the first time around i could only think of it as selfish and sinister and controlling.

the world's foremost expert on all things me... an all timer quote. god what a quotable scene!

i'm not bloodthirsty i just wanna be free :-( sorry but she's so hot if she was bloodthirsty i'd still do what she wanted

julia's hair is so nice in this scene

i love you korean knife magicians i really love you so much sometimes this show really just charms me

BANK HEIST !!!!!!!!! one of my favorite moments in this show

GOOD BECAUSE I DON'T margo marry me

sometimes i think about how many plots are running in any given scene/episode/season of this show and i swear i could pass out like who remembered ember shitting in the wellspring except tick pickwick did !!!!!

also love the magic-seeing lenses in this show that's always been charming to me. same with the mann reveal but i like the little lenses more.

when they kill off the haxenpaxen it feels to me like they were like okay we can't keep track of all this. which must have been a difficult decision for the magicians showrunners.

that poor girl is ~fucked!~

yeah to circle back to the one million concurrent plots i like that q's plot for the time being is "liberate the being of pure chaotic energy that looks like my girlfriend which is trapped in the tattoo on my back" in the grand scheme of things here it's kind of a minor issue lol

raise your hand if she's the reason that you fucking exploded in this life!

my best friend in the world does crazy shit and doesn't listen to me and like he probably means jules but unfortunately it's true of literally every character on this show

q is a remarkably good friend very attentive very concerned

help us rob a bank oh my god yes

love the anthropomorphic books also. fun throughline.

kady and penny have crazy fucking chemistry CRAZY chemistry

THERE'S OUR LITTLE KING. oh my god ohhhhh my god

margo's hair is sooo so so good.

aw i love that eliot didn't know margo had robbed a bank. it's so obviously a device so she can walk them through the security procedures because he would absolutely know that within like a month of them knowing each other but it's so cute.

ohhhh margo's little two-piece outfit. i'm not gonna look it up but i'm pretty sure this was from 2016 and i know this simply because i wore a two-piece dress to my high school winter formal. it was a dark fucking time.

yeah pass i like air >:-(

kady could've had her own show there's so much going on with her. and you know what? i'm not ashamed to say it. underutilized in fic.

alice had the bedroom of a precocious seven-year-old daughter of a single mother in a 2009 dramedy. where the wild things are ass bedroom.

return of the best bitches !!!!!!

brakebills must have some CRAZY fucking wards you ever think about it?

"oh nut up it's just a finger"

penny and kady grow up as though q did not get that finger in an orifice he was perfectly fine with

margo is so excited to coordinate a bank heist she is the number one girl in the world

remarkably extraordinarily fake bees i have to admire it

q and his FUCKING inability to take a sweater off

penny not touching the floor stresses me out SO badly. toe on the floor. (penny voice) god damn it.

love the security guards in love

the wrecking ball is a weapon of peace :'-)

(cuntiest voice in the world) oh well, rest in peace penny

i understand his reasoning for not telling anyone about niffin alice in his head but if i was q i would've been immediately telling everyone like that's not the shit you keep inside

"i've always been good at math" i would never believe that

q's saddest little "oh no :-o" this heist has everything !!!!

once again i feel like horomancy only becomes a big tricky thing later in the series because jules invents a time machine within like an afternoon. maybe two days.

ohhhh the fucking dokkaebi stress me out

first of all el taking a fatal injury for q :-( second of all KADY FUCKING DECKING THE BATTLE MAGICIAN !!!!! third of all q struggling to leave even the golem oh this gentle little guy who is in love with eliot waugh

somebody find out how they did julia's lashes i'm jealous

[leelei1980]

Housemates - Part 10

The Whiskey Barrel

Mackenzie is out looking for love, or just a one night stand and Steve and Eddie, are keeping an eye on their girl- that is when things start to get a little complicated, and lines start to get a little blurry.......

Eddie:

The Whiskey Barrel was fucking hopping, though Saturday nights usually were. Everyone was ready to let their hair down after a shitty week at work, singles were ready to mingle and listen to live music, people were looking to drown their sorrows in the bottom of a shot glass. Saturday nights were my favorite nights. Sure, it could be absolute mayhem, but Shit, the tips were amazing.

I always made sure to dress a little slutty on Saturday nights. Tight Leather pants, combat boots, sleeveless T-shirts that showed off my tattoos, chicks fucking LOVED my ink, loved my "edgy" look. I would even use some of Harringtons hair products to tame my mane, keep my curls from turning into a hot fucking frizzy mess as I ran around behind the bar.

I would most definitely fucking flirt, I mean why not? Sometimes it lead to amazing tips, other times it lead to a wild night of fuckery, I was happy with either.

But this Saturday night things would be a little different,tonight is the night that I finally get to see my roommate Mack let her fucking hair down.

The girl was fucking incredible, cute, funny, sassy- it blew my fucking mind that she was still fucking single. If I was looking to be in a committed relationship I would 120% go after this girl. She deserves a man that will give her everything he has to give, all of the love that he has inside him, at this point I'm just not ready. It is not that I don't want that someday, I'm just so fucking afraid that I would go all in, have this special person be the center of my fucking world than they would fucking break my heart. I saw how broken Harrington was when his ex Nancy cheated on him and I never want to go through that shit.

I looked up from the bar long enough to notice Steve walking in, I nodded in greeting and he made his way over.

" This place is a mad house." He said, squeezing in in front of me. I put a drink down in front of him, knowing what he wanted without him even needing to say a word. " Thanks Munson."

I smiled. " Where is our girl at? Thought she was coming with you?"

" Robin is there, they are getting ready together. You know how Buckley gets to talking, sometimes she can't do two things at once so I figured I would come ahead and scope out the situation." Steve took a sip " Whatta we got tonight?"

" For you or for Mackenzie?"

" Both."

" Just remember we are in this together. We promised we would take care of her."

" I know, I know." He took another drink." There is just something about her going home with some random guy, it just fucking doesn't sit right. She deserves better than to be just another number to some asshole-"

I shook my head." But it's ok for you? Dude we do it all the fucking time-"

" But we are respectful -"

I leaned forward and dropped my voice down low." You need to be supportive and non judgemental and let the girl do what she needs to do to get a piece of ass. God damn, she deserves it. You couldn't go as long as she has, there is no fucking way-"

" Excuse me, Bartender!" I look over and see that I am being summoned at the other end of the bar. I quickly go down and take drink orders, turn them around in record time, hand them over with a wink and a smile and continue to work my way back to the other end of the bar where Stevie is looking lost in thought.

" It's not that I don't support her, I don't want to see her get hurt."

" Neither do I. But she is a big girl and we have to respect her decisions. She isn't doing anything wrong."

" I know. I'm just trying to protect her."

" That's why you are here, if there is a fucking weirdo, you will take care of him."

" Yeah."

" So sit back and relax Harrington. Your not exactly exuding a fun loving guy vibes, more like broody, serious vibes. I'm going to get back at it here, gotta make that money." He just nodded and I got back to business.

" What can I get ya doll?" I smiled. The woman was a cougar if I had ever seen one, and that is never a bad thing, I have had my fair share of older women and I fucking loved them. They were confident, knew exactly what they fucking wanted, and how they wanted it. There was no fucking guess work. This particular cougar however, look like she had been ridden hard and put away wet, but good for her for putting herself out there.

" I'll take your number handsome." She smiled, her leathery skin (most likely from years of tanning when she was younger)stretching over teeth that had bright red lipstick smeared across them.

I smirked." You look like trouble to me Sweetheart, I don't think I could keep up with you." I winked. " What are you drinking tonight Darlin? You look like a gin and tonic girl to me."

" You know you are right! Is that a special talent that you have?" She ran a bright red dagger down my arm." I bet you have many, many talents-"

" Steve!" My eyes flashed up when I heard Robins loud voice." We are here!"

My breath caught in my throat when I saw Mackenzie walk in. "Fuck," I whispered quietly to myself.

Mac looked, damn, the girl looked fucking delectable. Black ankle boots with a heel, skin tight jeans and a halter top that scooped low in the front, not too much, but just enough to give you a glimpse of what lies beneath, and as if that wasn't sexy enough, it was mostly open in the back, nothing but a couple pretty little ribbons were keeping that top together. Jesus Christ. Her long chestnut hair was pulled back into a high ponytail and her face, whatever the fuck she did with her makeup made her beautiful hazel eyes pop.

She looked almost nervous as she followed Robin over to Steve, and judging by the look on his face he had the reaction I did to seeing her in that outfit. He licked his lips as she walked closer and his eyes flashed over to me. I raised my eyebrows as if to say 'Holy shit!" And he nodded.

I heard a sigh," I see I've lost you to pretty young girl in skinny jeans."

I blinked, snapping out of it." I'm sooo sorry Sugar-"

The cougar chuckled." If I were a man I would be staring too. She's a pretty little thing-"

" She's my roommate.I have no business looking at her the way I just did." I busied myself making her Gin and Tonic.

" Honey, if there is even a slight spark between the two of you I would say go for it. Have your fun now, your only young once. When I was your age I was beautiful, got all the guys and had the time of my life. Now I've turned into a wrinkly old woman with dyed hair and saggy boobs that hits on attractive young bartenders for her cheap thrills. But I will tell you what,I don't regret a damn thing."

I smirked and set the glass down in front of her. " Can I be straight with you?"

" Of course Honey."

" Despite my hardcore, edgy exterior, I'm actually terrified of rejection and heartbreak."

" Aren't we all?" She drank half of her drink in one gulp." The thing is though, you could be missing out on something amazing all because you didn't dare risk it. That is something that you will regret. And as horrible as heartbreak is, you get through it. You can learn and grow from it."

I nodded. I knew she was fucking right." You know Darlin, I'm usually the one giving the advice. It's kind of nice to get some of my own. " I closed my hand around hers and winked .

She laughed." You are nothing but trouble, you know that? I bet a lot of win over a lot of women with that wink and your dimples."

I flashed her a toothy grin. " I don't have any idea what you are talking about."

The cougar smiled . " I think you do." She finished her drink than laid money down on the bar, more than enough to cover the drink, and a hefty tip as well. " Well cutie, as much as I would love to sit here and stare into your brown puppy dog eyes, I need to mingle."

" Absolutely, I wouldn't want to keep you from missing out on any potential suitors-what is your name Doll?"

"Darlene."

I picked up her hand and kissed her knuckles." It has been an absolute pleasure talking to you Darlene."

" And you as well-"

" Eddie."

" And you as well Eddie." She pinched my cheek. " If I were only 20 years younger...."

" In a heartbeat."

She laughed as she walked away.

My attention turned immediately back to Mac, who now had a smile on her face. Thank God. I served my way back around the bar until I was standing right in front of my friends.

" Good evening ladies! Welcome! "

I watched as their attention shifted from Steve to me and my stomach did fucking somersaults when Mac's smile widened.

" It's nice to finally see you in action Munson. " Mackenzie leaned forward on the bar and I had to use every fiber of my being to not look down her shirt. Jesus Christ, what the fuck was wrong with me tonight? She's my friend, she's my friend -

"Saw you charming the pants off some old lady over there." Robin smirked.

" Oh, you mean Darlene? Yeah we are tight."

I pulled out two shot glasses from under the bar, than grabbed some top shelf Tequila flipping the bottle in the air and catching it with ease. Mac gasped and Robin cheered. I ran a lime around the rim, dipped it in some rock salt and poured out two shots for the ladies, garnished them with the limes and slid them over.

" Let's start the night off with a bang." I smirked.

Mackenzie smiled. "It's almost like you want to get me drunk Munson."

" I want to see you get fucking wild."

" I can't get too wild, the point of me coming out tonight was to find a guy, right? I still need to have my wits about me if I'm going to get laid."

"Of course. Just loosen up a little."

"You are trouble."

" It's not the first time I have been called that tonight." I smirked." Down the hatch Sweetheart."

I watched as she picked up the glass, took the lime off, licked the salt, slammed back the shot and sucked on the lime. I noticed one eyelid flutter at the sourness of the lime and it was absolutely adorable.

" Like a fucking champ! Thats how you do it!" I smiled at her and she beamed.

Robin and Steve cheered, than Robin followed suit, slinging her shot back.

"Woo! Holy shit!" She exclaimed." Now it's Margarita time!!"

" I will set you ladies up before I get back to business." I quickly got to work assembling their drinks than delivered them with a wink . "Enjoy."

They both smiled and then they were off, making there way to the band in the corner of the bar.

I watched as heads turned in their direction as they walked by, and honestly I kind of felt what Steve described earlier. Like seeing the men ogling her, it kind of pissed me off. I needed to get over myself. It really wasn't any of my fucking business. I turned to Steve. "Keep an eye out for fucking creepers Kay?"

" You got it boss." He nodded and sat arms crossed over his chest

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The night was flying by in a blur, I was fucking running behind the bar with my coworkers , making drinks, making small talk, keeping an eye on my friends.

The girls, multiple margaritas in, were dancing on the dance floor, footloose and laughing. I smiled as I watched my roommate sway and move to the rhythm of the music, watched her cut loose, she was relaxed and fucking giddy and every time she would come up to the bar the smile on her face, the way her bright eyes crinkled in the corners and her fucking dimples, fuck, made my stomach do flip flops.

" Excuse me barkeep," she smiled and leaned across the worn wood," Would you mind fetching me another glass of the magic elixir you call a Margarita? "

" For you m'lady, it would be my honor and privilege." I bowed dramatically and she giggled, it was so fucking cute. It sent Robin into a laughing fit, not as cute, infact she sounded more like a hyena than anything.

" Awww Eds, you're the best! "

After I delivered the beverages I watched them go back out and dance, and that was when I saw the men approaching them. My stomach tightened.

I watched as a guy with a smug smile and backwards baseball cap walked up to Mackenzie, and started chatting. She was engaging in conversation, didn't seem uncomfortable with his lame ass attempts at flirting, so I turned my attention back to the task at hand, figuring Steve had a grasp on the situation.

From time to time I would look up from what I was doing to check on our girl, make sure that she was doing alright, knowing that Robin was also there to keep an eye on her, and even though Robin wasn't interested in the man that approached her she still carried on conversation. Steve, sat brooding towards the back of the bar , observing , clearly having a hard time watching as the man with the backwards hat danced,no he was not dancing, he was grinding into Mackenzie, but she didn't seem to mind.

" He looks like an Asshole."

" I'm not disagreeing, " I sighed. This was fucking rough, what the fuck were we going to do when she got an actual boyfriend? " But remember Harrington we are here to support her. We knew that this was going to happen."

" Look at the way he's pawing at her!"

" He's literally running his hands up and down her arms, I wouldn't call that pawing. She seems to be digging it, if she didn't she would give us a sign."

Steve sighed. " This is fucking hard to watch."

" I don't love it either, but she is our friend and we need to be here for her Steven, remember? She is a grown woman."

" Yeah , yeah ,yeah." He finished his drink than nodded."Look, they are heading this way."

Backwards baseball cap and trusty sidekick were walking straight towards us while the ladies headed off to the direction of the women's restroom.

" Did you see her fucking tits in that shirt? And that ass..." Hat man strolled up to the bar a cocky smile on his face as he talked with his buddy." I'm gonna be smacking that sweet ass tonight-"

Fucking Asshole. I forced a smile on my face. "What can I get for you?"

" I'll take a Heineken, and what the fuck was she drinking? "

His friend chuckled." Did she even have a drink in her hand? I was too busy staring at her rack. "

I clenched my jaw, out of the corner of my eye I saw Steve start to stir.

" Fuck it, just give me something fruity. She's feeling pretty fucking good and probably won't notice a difference anyway." He smirked.

" I, uh , believe she has been drinking  margaritas. " I commented, grabbing his beer out of the cooler and grabbing another glass for Mackenzie.

" Whatever. Just as long as it makes her slutty-" Backwards hat and his friend laughed.

It was then that Steve piped up. Oh fuck.

" Trying to take advantage of a drunk girl? That's real cool."

" Who the fuck are you? "

" Steve-" I warned.

" I'm a guy that wouldn't fuck around with someone that isn't thinking clearly."

" Fuck you, she fucking wants it, shaking her ass and her tits around like that. She's a fucking dirty girl.I'll fucking give it to her, all fucking night long-"

" Don't fucking talk about her like that Man." I could see the flash of anger in his eyes.

" Steven-" I warned again, though I wouldn't mind popping this fucker right in the nose myself.

" You know her? "

" Yeah, she's my friend, I don't appreciate hearing you talk about her like that, she's a nice girl ." Steve huffed.

This was not good, so fucking not good. I looked over to our man by the door and locked eyes. Not that I wouldn't fucking jump in if need be, I was fast and scrappy, had been in plenty of fights, even won some too, but these guys were fucking built. Fucking muscleheads.

Backwards hat smirked and got in Steve's face ,"Even nice girls like to fuck nasty. I bet she can get really fucking nasty, the nice ones always do-" at this point he was clearly egging him on. I could tell Steve was on the verge of losing it, and that didn't happen very often.

" Look Asshole, why don't you and your fucking friend take a hike. " I motioned to the door.

" He fucking started it. Had to butt his fucking nose in where it didn't belong-" the friend said.

" And I'm fucking ending it. Leave now or I will have Mickey over there by the door, escort you the fuck out."

" Wha-whats going on here?"

We all turned and saw Mackenzie, eyes wide staring at all of us, a confused look on her face, Robin was standing beside her looking thoroughly amused.

" You wanna know what happened? Your 'Friends' here decided to stick their noses into a conversation that was none of their business."

Mackenzie looked from the man with the hat to Steve , then her eyes settled on me.

" Is there a problem here?" Mickey the bouncer slowly walked over assessing the situation.

" No," I shook my head." I believe these two Fuckheads were just leaving." I smiled widely at them.

If looks could fucking kill... didn't matter, I wasn't scared of them.

Baseball cap guy walked up to Mac and both Steve and I were ready to move, " Next time you go out looking for someone to fuck, don't bring your fucking boyfriends." He tilted up her chin,"It's a shame, we could have had a really good time together."

She backed away and we watched as the two assholes finally left the building.

I let out a deep breath, saw Steve finally sit back and relax. I poured him a shot of whiskey, watched as he downed it the instant I set it down in front of him. "Fuck."

Steve nodded." Fuck."

" What the fuck?" Robin asked, plopping onto a bar stool, Mac sitting at one beside her. "What the fuck happened in the short time we were in the bathroom?"

Steve waved his hand." Nothing."

" That was not fucking nothing!" Again Mackenzie's eyes flicked from Steve to me .

" The...douchebag that you were... cozying up to was saying some rather... Unsavory and crude things about you Sweetheart. Steven here called him out on it, some words were exchanged between the four of us and they left under their own free will. "

" Unsavory things?"

" No need for us to elaborate Dollface. Problem solved."

We watched as tears filled her eyes."You guys were going to fight for me."

Steve got up and put a hand on her bare shoulder. "Don't cry Mac, tonight is supposed to be a fun night-"

Robin leaned in and whispered." She always gets emotional when she drinks tequila. Tonight she didn't go overboard, probably a good thing. Once she does it's too late, she would have let that guy take her home, she would have been crazy , dancing on tables first but she would have gone home with him. And from the sounds of it, from what you guys are saying about this guy,she would have regretted it. I know she says that she doesn't care, that she is fine just hooking up but I know she would have regretted it. Thanks for looking out for her "

I nodded." Of course, she's the best."  I watched as she hugged Steve, he wrapped her up protectively in his arms.

When she pulled away she looked at me, those big beautiful eyes fixed on me. " Thank you."

" That's what friends are for Princess." I gave her my most genuine smile and she smiled back."There she is, there is our beautiful, happy girl."

She sighed." He was so nice to me."

" Yeah, he was putting on a show for you, if he had been his true self you wouldn't have gone near him. Fucking Penisface."

Mackenzie laughed. " Think I could have another drink? Not quite ready to let go of this buzz yet."

" Sure thing Angel." I made her another drink. "There are other fish in the sea Sweets, go back out there."

" I'm fucking done with trying to find love tonight. I have found love, right here in this glass. A marg has never broken my heart. And I've got to say, damn, you make an amazing Margarita Munson."

" Thank you Darlin."

" Come on Kenzie, come dance with me! The night is still young! If guys come around we will tell them to fuck off!" Robin pleaded.

" Go on , get back out there!" Steve encouraged.

She finished her drink and let Robin drag her back to the dance floor.

Things finally started to calm down behind the bar, the Saturday night rush was close to over, the band had left and the crowd was starting to thin out. My co-workers were all starting to clean up the aftermath and I stayed behind the bar just in case for stragglers.

Harrington was flirting with a pretty woman that had come up to him shortly after the 'incident' with the assholes. She had seen and overheard the whole thing and told Steve that she thought he was sweet for standing up to the assholes and sticking up for his friend. She admired his bravery. He got major brownie points for that, and they really seemed to be hitting it off. Looks like Harrington was going to be the only one getting lucky tonight.

I wasn't getting as much action tonight, plenty of flirting of course, I wasn't expecting much considering Robin and Mack hanging out at the bar quite frequently but that was fine. I was glad that they were finally having a good time.

I could tell that Robin was starting to wind down, she had switched to water a while back and was starting to sober up. Mac on the other hand was still blissfully tipsy, a silly smile on her face. She deserved so much better than to be alone. She deserved love, and passion, thought finding someone that was good enough for her would be the hard part.

" I think I'm going to head out of here, I have had enough excitement for one night." Robin smiled." Hey Ken, want me to take you home?"

I watched as she twirled the straw around her water, and shook her head. " I think I'll stay a little longer. "

" Are you sure?"

" Yeah, we got her Rob. Don't worry, she will get home safe and sound. It's almost quitting time anyway." I reassured.

Robin looked at her watch and nodded, went over and gave Mack a hug." Coffee tomorrow?"

" I'll probably need it!" She hugged Robin back.

" Call me when you get up!"

" I will, promise!"

"Goodnight Munson."

" Goodnight Buckley."

She smiled then headed out waving goodbye to Steve on her way.

"How are you feeling Princess?" I leaned across the bar in front of her.

She smiled." I'm good, thanks to you guys." She sighed. "For a little while there I was almost excited. When Josh, his name was Josh you know, was leading me around the dance floor with his hand on the small of my back, when he was close behind me, dancing, I almost forgot about what it was like to be lonely, ya know?"

I traced my finger along the pattern of wood grain on the top of the bar. " I know exactly what your talking about."

" But your never lonely-"

" That's why I'm never lonely."

She searched my eyes. " I just want more. I don't want to jump around. I just want something stable. I don't have the heart for fucking around. Jesus, I'm going to end up a cat lady, I just know it."

I laughed and pat the top of her hand." Don't worry, there is no fucking way I will let that happen- I'm allergic to cats."

She chuckled." I say we make a pact- if neither one of us are where we want to be relationship wise in two years, we start dating. We literally know everything about each other."

I raised my eyebrow at her." You would be able to overlook my shady, promiscuous past?"

" For you I would." She sipped her water and smirked. "Especially since I'm sure you can find a g-spot and a clit without a map-"

I burst out laughing." Jesus Christ Mack! But you know your right, I have always had a good sense of direction."

She narrowed her eyes at me, knowingly." I've gotten that vibe from you. I'll just have to be celebite for two more years, I'll practically be a virgin again...."

" I don't think you will go that long before finding someone babygirl. They just have to be worthy of you. Don't fucking settle." I set a bowl of fresh bar mix out in front of her and winked.

She popped a pretzel in her mouth and pondered.

" So, uh, guys," Steve walked up behind Mackenzie, biting his lip and rubbing the back of his neck." So , uh Julie over there," he wiggled his fingers at her and she smiled." She kinda wants me to go home with her tonight...."

" Your bailing on me Harrington? After everything we've been through tonight? After you scare off the only prospect I had all night? Then reap the benefits of it.That's real nice."

Steve's face dropped." You know your right, we are all in this together. I'll -"

Mackenzie laughed." I'm fucking with you Harrington, relax, go have a grand time. Eddie here will take me home."

I nodded. " As long as you dont mind staying a little longer, I have to close-"

" It's fine. It's not like I'm in a rush to go home to a cold, lonely bed. I can hang out."

" Ok great, so I'll see you in the morning?"

" Bye Steve." We both waved and watched him walk away, a pretty girl on his arm.

We also watched as the rest of the patrons were shoo'd out of the building, the rest of my coworkers grabbed their things and left for the night. I bid them farewell then locked the door behind them to ensure that no one else made their way in.

" Let me help. What can I do?" Mack asked following me around as I grabbed the big push broom.

" You really don't have to do anything Sweetheart-"

" No seriously, what needs to be done?"

"Dishes are done, I'm going to do a quick pass with the broom, wanna wipe down the bar?"

" Sure!"

I glanced up at her as I swept the floor, watched her dance along to the music playing from the jukebox, in her own little world as she sprayed and wiped the bar down. I smiled to myself. If I wasn't careful, I could almost see myself developing feelings for this girl. Like for real.  Maybe it was just a culmination of feelings that I have had all along. I looked back to the floor.What, am I going fucking soft ?Pull yourself together Munson.

The next song switched over and I heard a long sigh." I love this song."

I tuned into it, it was "Take my breath away." By Berlin. " Yeah, it's a decent song. I little sappy for me but it's good."

I watched as she bit her lip," Eddie?"

"Yeah Doll?"

" Will you dance with me?"

Fuck. She looked at me with wide pleading eyes and I was a fucking goner." I'll warn you Princess, I'm a shit dancer."

She smiled and ran over to me." Thank you Eddie."

I smiled back and put my arms around her waist. In an instant she had her arms around me, head resting on my chest and we were rocking back and forth to the beat of the music. With the warmth of her soft skin, her scent, the swaying of our bodies, it was almost hypnotic.

Neither one of us spoke, just held each other, and before I knew what I was doing I was pulling her closer, resting my cheek on the top of her head. Eddie Fucking Munson don't you dare sniff her hair, don't fucking do it- fuck,she smells like flowers. Her body is warm and soft and she smells like a goddamn fucking meadow. And now she's cuddling into my neck, humming along to the song. I closed my eyes, turned off my brain and enjoyed the moment.

" Eddie?"

It took me a moment to realize that the song was over, had been over and we had just been dancing around in circles to a completely different song.

I chuckled." Sorry Darling, guess I was in my own little world there for a minute."

" Me too. It was nice. One more time?"

" For you Sweet Girl, anything."

We continued to move together in circles to "Angel" by Aerosmith, and at the end of the song I made the mistake of looking down at Mackenzie, her beautiful face looking back at me, dreamy and content. My eyes wandered down her face, her hazel eyes looked dark, her skin looked smooth, and her lips .... My eyes lingered on her lips. They looked so soft, so fucking kissable.....I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I brought a hand up to cup her cheek. I watched her breath hitch. I shouldn't be fucking doing this, I really shouldn't be doing this... I leaned forward, a little, giving her the opportunity to make the decision to back out if she wanted, but she didn't. She stood on her tip toes and closed the space between us by pressing her lips to mine.

So soft. Her lips were so incredibly soft, full, just how I thought they would be. And they were needy, needy after being neglected for so long. So I would just have to give them the attention that they deserved.

I kissed her slowly, lazily, thoroughly.If I was going to break the rules I was going to make it count. I felt her whimper into my mouth, I felt her fingers in my hair. We both knew it was wrong, that we were crossing a line but we didn't care, we were just savoring the moment until we both pulled away breathless.

I rested my forehead against hers, my breathing evening out. "I, I'm so fucking sorry, I don't know what came over me-"

" Eddie," she whispered." Please don't apologize." She pulled her head back, staring up into my eyes." That was... Incredible. And I know that it wasn't supposed to happen, that we just got caught up in the moment, and I know that it can't happen again, but it wasn't a mistake or something I regret. It was absolutely amazing, thank you for sharing that moment with me." She lightly tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear and smiled.

I sighed, thank fucking God, I couldn't lose her.   " No, thank you Princess. For a moment I was afraid I fucked everything up. We won't let this  change us, or our friendship."

" No. I Pinky promise." She wrapped her pinky around mine and smiled again.

I pulled her hand up and brought it to my mouth, placing a light, chaste kiss there. "Promise." I winked.

She shook her head " Nothing but trouble."

I smirked." But you love it."

We silently went back to work, finishing up the tasks that needed to be done before closing the bar up for the night. We were both quiet,but not awkward, it was obvious that we were both thinking about the kiss, bashfully smiling when our gazes crossed the same path. The car ride home much the same, idle chit chat, laughing, joking. Things would be back to normal by tomorrow, it was just so fresh still. I swear I could still feel the ghost of her lips on mine. It was just a kiss. A fucking kiss that felt more intimate in that moment than any other kiss. But it was fine, things were fine.

I opened up the apartment door and we went inside, I threw my keys in the bowl on the counter than finally kicked off my boots with a groan.

Mackenzie did the same, but neatly placed her boots against the wall." Well at least I won't have a hangover tomorrow."

" Margarita Mack didn't come out to play, no dancing on tables -"

" I only did that once-"

I laughed." You actually did that shit? I thought Robin was just embellishing on the truth!"

" No it happened. Not my finest moment. I try not to make a habit of it." She stretched and yawned, and I saw a little flash of her stomach as she raised her arms in the air. She smiled sleepily. " Thank you Eddie. Thank you for looking out for me. You guys, you're always there for me and I can't tell you how much it means. Tonight was a little crazy," she bit her lip. " But wonderful and I needed that."

I smiled at her, ran a hand through my hair." You know I am here for you anytime Sweetheart-"

" I know, and if you ever need me, there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you, you're so important to me-." A bashful smile spread across her face.

" I know Angel."

" I, uh suppose I should be going to bed now. It's late and I know Robin will be coming around early for coffee-" she twisted her fingers together and took a couple steps backwards towards the hall.

" You should get some sleep Princess." I watched her hesitate a moment then take a couple more steps towards her bedroom door. "What's the matter darlin? What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" I took a couple steps in her direction, catching up to her, my heart fluttering in my chest.

"It's nothing-"

" It's something." I lifted her chin up gently with my finger. She wanted to say something, it was written all over her face." Remember, no secrets."

She bit her lip again, looking up at me with those big doe eyes." I, I was thinking, fuck," she sighed." I was thinking that maybe since we already crossed the line earlier, maybe -"

My heart jumped into my throat." Maybe what?"

" Maybe it would be ok if we kissed again?" She blurted out." You know,wipe the slate clean tomorrow? You're just so good at kissing, and it's been so long for me and I trust you, and we both know that we can be just friends after this. Nothing will change. But I understand if you don't want to, completely understand -" she rambled.

I didn't hesitate, I cut her off with a kiss, overtaking her mouth with mine, my hands cupping the sides of her face, my body walking her backwards and pressing her up against her bedroom door. I felt her gasp, then felt her arms wrap around me. My tongue lightly danced along her lips until she opened her mouth in invitation. The kiss deepened, her body felt so fucking good against mine, it was all I could do to not run my hands all over it. Kissing we could move on from, but the moment I put my hands all over her body there would be no turning back.

I slowly pulled away from her, running my thumb over her kiss swollen lower lips. "Goodnight Angel, Sweet dreams"  I lightly kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose.

Mackenzie looked up at me, a dreamy look in her eyes, then I heard a soft." Goodnight Eddie." Slide past her lips before she ducked into her bedroom and closed her door.

I leaned against the door jam still fucking reeling over the events that had taken place. Holy.Fucking.Shit. I needed a minute to process, I needed a fucking drink.

I walked down the hallway and grabbed a bottle of Jack off the counter, than plopped down into a kitchen chair and took a drink. Mackenzie and I were going to be fine, but shit, now we have to tell Steve because, no secrets right? Fuck.

As always thank you for reading ❤️ Comments and re-blogs are always appreciated ❤️

[spookyserenades]

Just finished reading chapter 16 AND HONEY; I AM UNDONE. The Seokjin fluff we got was precious and absolutely delicious. I ate that shit up like it was a five-course meal, lol. Seokjin just announcing their relationship to the world?? Possibly the cutest thing I’ve ever read, along with the way he was so touchy and clingy. Finally able to indulge in his wants!! My poor heart!!

Taehyung felt so distant in this chapter, and it breaks my heart! Especially with that other woman at the club 😤😤 who you talkin to, Pookie?? I miss him.. and I can only hope he isn’t trying to get over his obvious feelings for the MC with someone else; I won’t be able to handle that angst!!

But seriously, that ending felt so unexpected. I thought I could finally rest easy after the previous cliffhanger from chapter 15, but nope, here you go again! It’s incredible how well you are able to build up suspense within your work. I am captivated each time and desperate for more! I can only imagine how much work you put into each chapter; writing 20k nearly each time, + editing is really impressive! It flows well, and each detail you put into your work shows the way the relationships between everyone seem to grow. Truly amazing!! I remember reading the first chapter of Trouvaille when it came out, and I’m just so happy that romantic relationships are finally developing. It’s so rewarding :)

Sorry for the long ass ramble. Love your work and take care~ <33

-M

HEHEH!!! I hope you enjoyed the wild ride!!! OOF There's nothing better than romantic Seokjin, I KNOW he'd be the best boyfriend ever 🥺 He's also turning into a goofball he's so happy he can love up on her,... All of the touchiness, the clinginess god I wish I was Y/N.

Ah... Tae 😭 I smell some angst coming up surrounding him, sorry to my Tae bear stans in advance 😭 Eventually things will end up working out in the end, but there has to be some rocky conflict in order to keep things balanced and zesty. I miss him too 😭 I can't believe he had the courage (or balls) to flirt with another girl in that club...

Stopppp you're too sweet, M! 🥺 Honestly I don't set out to write so much each month, but as I go, I keep getting new ideas and oops suddenly its 20k 💀 I'm so happy that you think it's flowing well, that's one of the things I worry about, so thank you for telling me 💜💜💜 AH I love how close they're all getting, even the friendships like Jin/Hoseok and Joon/Jeongguk 🥰 EEE I can't believe you've been here since the beginning, I'm honored 🥺 We're on quite the journey together and I'm so glad you're here with me! Sending you so much love and thank you for reading and writing me a lovely message 💕

[hermanunworthy]

!DNDADS S2 EP37 SPOILERS!

im a bit late bc i was at work all day but time for ep37 reactions!! i cant believe its already here

- now ive heard everyone talking about the intro i bet its gonna be a rickroll or some shit

- ITS FUCKINF ALL STAR. I KNEW THEY WOULD PULL SOMETHING LIKE THIS

- A TEENAGE GIRLS PARENT JUST GOT SHOT AND KILLED AND UR PLAYING ALL STAR.

- hermie mention in the intro im so calm and cool and chill about this /j

- "ur enough as u are" AINT NO WAY UR ABOUT TO MAKE ME START CRYING OVER A PARODY OF SMASH MOUTHS ALL STAR. WHY DID U HAVE TO PULL OUT THE BIG GUNS

- I DONT WANT THE TAYLOR VOICE CHANGE GOD NO

- MATT IM SCREAMING

- WILL CAMPOS U ABSOLUTE MADMAN. i already knew he was gonna find a way around using revivify but THAT WAS WILD

- are people gonna start drawing normal w that piece of jewelry now. bc i wanna. i already like drawing him w bracelets

- oh god what is beths fact gonna be.

- "i just keep meeting all the right people at all the wrong times" BETH MAY U ARE EVIL. THE PLOT OF THIS EPISODE HASNT EVEN STARTED AND IM ALREADY EMO

- ITS STARTING. OH NO

- NICKY BETTER FUCKING SHOW UP im curious to see what they actually decided on for the reason for him not being there last episode

- HERMIE WAS REMEMBERED giggles and kicks my feet

- TAYLOR AND LINCOLN ARENT AWARE THAT TERRY IS DEAD RN.

- were getting terris reaction rn i cant believe this is happening

- IM starting to feel sick godddd

- i bet im gonna see art of the lincoln and taylor piggyback ride hehe

- OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD TERRIS ASLEEP THIS MEANS WERE GONNA GET SCARY BACK. ALSO IS SHE GONNA SEE WILLY OH NOOOO

- NO NO NO NO NONONO

- "theres my girl" STFUUUUUU

- DOES SCARY REMEMBER ANYTHING??? DOES SHE KNOW WHATS GOING ON????

- "just wake him up" I. HATE. THIS EPSIODE

- SCARY GETTING CHOKED UP I CANT DO THIS

- TERRY DIDNT EVEN NEED TO DIE FUCK THIS

- "whoooa shit thats fucked up!" anthony burch i know u are just so incredibly pleased w urself.

- SCARYS STILL PRETENDING LIKE SHE DOESNT CARE ABOUT TERRY. JUST FEEL UR FEELINGS GIRL GOOD GOD

- "EMBARRASSING"??? FOR A KID TO BE UPSET THAT ONE OF THEIR PARENTS GOT MURDERED???? WILLY STAMPLER WTF IS WRONG W U

- there was never a more obvious lie than willy saying hell revive terry

- 19 INSIGHT LETS GOOO

- THATS RIGHT SCARY. STAND THE FUCK UP TO HIM

- NORMAL DESPERATELY TRYING TO HELP AWWWW MAN :[[ I HATE THIS

- PUTS MY HEAD IN MY HANDS. THIS IS SO DEEPLY UPSETTING

- WHEN WE SAID WE WANTED MORE SCARY AND NORMAL INTERACTIONS WE DIDNT THINK ITD BE LIKE THIS!!!

- THE TWINS ARE HERE NOW OMG

- beth is out for fucking blood this episode. god she is so good at making the audience feel for her characters

- SHES TELEPORTING TO GRANT?? IM NOT READY YET

- "hes dangerous! get away from him!" THE FACT THAT THIS IS LINCOLN SAYING THIS ABOUT GRANT BREAKS MY HEART

- SCARY HAS A GUN FUCK YEAH!!!

- FIRST HERMIE SPEAKING LINE OF THE EPISODE YIPPEEEE

- halfway through the episode now. cant wait to see what could possibly go wrong next!!

- i love whenever anthony allows a fun rulebreaking idea to work

- IDK WHY THE IDEA OF THE KIDDADS HAVING A GC IS SO FUNNY TO ME

- rons status remains a mystery....

- "we could do a whole scene w just hermie and all the other ones" u joke matt but i enjoy every scene w hermie no matter how unnecessary and drawn out

- as always linc and taylor are such a funny iconic duo

- WERE FINALLY GETTING ANGRY NORMAL??? FINALLY????

- WILL WITHDRAWING HIS COOL MOVE LMAO

- i just realized WE STILL HAVENT SEEN NICKY!!! GODDAMN!!!

- "the gayest fucking mecha of all time" swiftli fans do u like the new ship name /j

- ig i cannot deny it anymore swiftli is practically canon atp

- NICKY!!!! NICKY!!!!! I SHOT STRAIGHT UP IN MY SEAT

- NICKY AND HERMIE ARE FINALLY INTERACTING. PRAISE THE LORD

- i thought nicky got all his limbs back?? did anthony just forget

- btw ive probably been waking up my whole house w how hard im laughing over swiftli this episode

- LINCOLNS GONNA PUNCH GRANT WHOA. WHOA

- "so what are u gonna do, ur gonna kill me?" as i said before. i hate this episode.

- SCARY OBLITERATED PAPA JOHN SO FAST WHOA.

- THE DUNGEON SETUP VS THE TONE OF THE EPISODE HELPPP

- i just had such a weird thought/prediction. but i will hold my tongue. bc the last time i said something like this it came true and i do not want this to come true

- IS SCARY GONNA BREAK IT W LOVE FOR TERRY. I CANT DO THIS

- "i love u and i hate that u made me love u when u are who u are and u knew it." I WISH U COULD SEE MY FUCKING FACE RN. HOLYYY SHIT THATS DEVASTATING

- oh. my. good. lord.

- GUYS????? I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO NOW. HOLY FUCK. THAT WAS HEAVY AS SHIT

[meadowmines]

OC-Tober/Tojoctober Day 20: Phone

[In which OG Nishitani should never have been given a smartphone]

"Fuckin' hell, oyasan." Sugihara should have known, he thinks. Amano is reasonably good with Devices and even he couldn't figure out how the old man managed to enfucken his poor Blackberry this bad. Okay. No. Sugihara has some idea how he did this, in the sense that he knows more about the old man's Web browsing habits than anyone with two brain cells to rub together would ever want to. He can barely remember the difference between "reply" and "reply all" but by God he can find porn you didn't even know existed. "Ya went to that site I told ya was ate up with malware again, didn't ya?"

"Come back with a warrant," the old man snorts. "Amano-kun. Tell the fuckin' Spanish Inquisition over here to stay in his lane n' fix my phone."

"Nope." Amano shakes his head. "Not gettin' in the middle of this."

"It ain't about what you're lookin' at!" Sugihara snaps, "it's where yer lookin' at it!"

"Hey! I go in my room n' close the door--"

"That ain't what I mean and you know it!" He's had this conversation with the old fart a million times and it just doesn't stick. "Weaponized incompetence," they call it. He's showed the old man how to find shit on Usenet. He's showed him how to use WinMX (which is its own brand of malware Russian roulette but at least Norton usually catches the nasty shit). Hell, he's even explained BitTorrent. He has even, as much as it pains him to think about this, framed this discussion in terms of "wouldn't you rather watch this on your nice big monitor than on your tiny ass phone screen" but no. Five minutes later he's already forgotten how to scroll down a list of bookmarked newsgroups but you bet your ass he can find a minefield of fake download buttons baited with boobs or whatever bits he's in the mood to look at on his fucking Blackberry and hit five or six of the wrong ones before you can say "alt.sex.skydiving.bondage." Weaponized, hell. He's turned that shit into a tactical nuke. "Look, it sure as hell ain't like I want to download the shit for ya but if that's what it takes--this is what, the fifth time since we gave it to ya!"

"Ain't my fault the damn thing can't handle me," the old man says with that damn smirk on his face.

"Yeah. That's the problem. Absolutely. And somehow Yu-chan goes diggin' around all kindsa real dark web shit and amazingly I never have to sit here n' watch five different viruses fight each other to the death on his fuckin' phone. Nope. You're just too much concentrated awesome for one Blackberry to deal with. Screw it, I give up, I'm factory resettin' this shit. I will try," he says before the old man can protest, "to save all your shit this time. Yes, even all the shit you downloaded as long as it ain't infected. But at this point... no promises."

"Tch. You hearin' this shit, Amano-kun?"

"I'm hearin' it, ojisan." Amano looks like he'd rather be literally anywhere else in the world right now and, at the same time, like he's watching a really wild talk show and can't quite tear himself away from it.

"C'mon. Back yer dirty ol' uncle up."

"Hell to the no," Amano says, shaking his head slowly. "I'm with Sugihara-han. Nuke that shit from orbit."

"Awright." Sugihara pockets the biohazard Blackberry. "I'll bring it back once it's clean. But if I gotta wipe your shit one more time I'm takin' it away and givin' ya a flip phone 'til ya learn some safe browsin' habits."

"That computer shit's too complicated," the old man scoffs. "And that Norton shit keeps yellin' at me when I try n' go to the good sites on it."

Amano quietly leaves the room at that point, desperately trying not to let the old man see how hard he's trying not to laugh.

[sheviolentlyher]

housewife psychosis

I enjoy doing things that don’t force me to think. 💭 this is probably why I hate doing household chores. They force me to think. Sometimes I come up with my greatest philosophical ideas, sometimes I go into rabid darkness.

I always like to picture myself spiraling upwards, on the most beautiful staircase. No matter the intent, I always plan to learn something from this movement.

I thank god for the invention of music. Music helps me through everything. Putting together thoughts I cannot solve. It’s like feeling your feelings and it being sung in poetry all at the same time. How incredibly fascinating that we can relate to many other humans through the movement of music.

I don’t like doing house wife shit. I hate cooking, especially dinner. I get no satisfaction out of doing laundry other than my creative wardrobe is reset and ready for use once again. I do love the presentation of a clean and organized home so that keeps me motivated.

I do have underlying symptoms of ADHD. It drives me wild when things are out of place and I cannot control it. I keep reminding myself that a day will come where I will be intentionally fucking this process up because my nest will be empty. Our home is absolutely lived in that’s for sure.

I miss being called by my actual name. I get called “mom” more than anything and I take that as a great badge of honor, yet still I find myself trying to remember my name. Identity is odd when you are a parent. Almost has a multiple personality aspect to it. I long to always merge me and mother together. I don’t like following the standard “mothering” rules. They tend to be outdated and not worth much. I can only be what I wanted in a mother and that seems to be the most advantageous way to move about my home.

I work to uphold a high standard in my house without it becoming some dictatorship. I had a good childhood, but I want to be more consistent and open in my emotional and mental abilities as a parent. I teach them and they teach me. I do not wish to be a disservice to my children, but I also do not wish to constantly service my children. Balance is exhausting and sometimes gets the best of me. I always take accountability for my actions when I happen to blow like a stick of dynamite. Teaching my children accountability by showing them that adults fuck up too.

I could work on my patience. It is a slim, short fuse. But this all stems from not properly vocalizing my needs as an adult woman, as a human being, as a parent. There are many ways to get a child to understand the hardships of something that they find almost incomprehensible. The key is connection.

I try to make everyone happy. Sometimes I will extend that to far and most of me will be gone before I know it. The starting and restarting of this constant battle is where I struggle the most. Wanting to conserve my energy for production, all while making sure my children are learning self sufficiency.

Teenagers are an odd species. They cannot grasp the concept of becoming responsible for their own reality. They may feel left out of forgotten many times because we as parents aren’t “caring” for them as much as we did as a child. The key is to keep searching for that connection. Teenagers want validation and if this is not taught it will severely affect their self-esteem. My mind is very manual and I have to shift it into gear constantly. The transmission of information that I do on a daily basis runs me dry. I struggle with replenishment.

Kids are indeed selfish and expect the world. But if we can teach them how to be independent, compassionate and supportive than there is a good chance they will bloom beautifully into adulthood.

-x

[lightpinkstuff]

Ohhh my god I'm so mad

Spoilers for the ending of durarara + rant

That was so cliche and disappointing. I had felt like there were too many new characters introduced in the second season, and the ending proves that I wasn't wrong. So many things feel unearned and/or unresolved. Some characters didn't change at all, some changed but not as much as they could have, and some changed but the progress they made feels weird.

Varona is probably the best case scenario, she's actually grown from the machine like personality she had in the beginning. I just wish she could have gone further than just having a crush on Shizuo.

Anri is fine ig, she had a lot of scenes that justify her development, but it's so dumb how it all boils down to "yes I like Mikado and that's how I will show my growth as a character".

Mikado and Masaomi are a very weird case. To me it feels like they both changed, but at the same time they didn't change at all? Especially Mikado, who at the beginning of the series seemed meek and clueless, and then we learnt he had created the Dollars and he had moved to Ikebukuro because he was bored of having an ordinary life. So in a way, all the wild shit he does later on is in line with his personality from the very beginning?

I'm so mad about Shinra and Celty, it was infuriating to watch how Shinra couldn't let her go even though he apparently knew exactly what she was thinking, AND that it's played like it's a good thing. Her feelings were completely disregarded. I wish he could have had an arc where he discovers that life can be meaningful without Celty because it was shown that he'd been obsessed with her for a looong time. Anyway, absolutely nothing changed. They're the same they were by the end of season 1.

And the matter with Celty bleeds into other characters as well. For some reason she wasn't allowed to keep her head? The only way she could be with Shinra was by not having her head?? And they gave her head to Shinra's dad's company in order to experiment on it??? And Sheiji is still as obsessed with it as ever, and Mika is still his replacement for it. "I view you as family" BS you haven't changed at all since the first episode of the first season.

And his sister Namie doesn't change at all either, she's still obsessed with him and that doesn't get resolved in the slightest.

Shizuo felt like he should have had a character arc, but it... didn't happen? Was it too subtle for me to notice? Either way, disappointing to see. In season 2 we were given 3 new female characters who needed to learn that they're not monsters (even though Anri was already having the exact same arc since season 1), meanwhile Shizuo was left as an afterthought, despite the fact that he's been called a monster this whole time. I guess it shows how strong willed and confident in himself he is, but it doesn't feel completed?

And speaking of monsters; Izaya. Well... he also didn't change at all. We saw the flashbacks and that one scene with Shinra talking about him to the orange haired girl with the glasses about how he's scared of being vunerable or whatever it was, but he himself did not change at all. I guess he had decided to stop running from Shizuo and seemed to have accepted his death? But the last scene he's in, he's running away again?? And he's still calling Shizuo a monster? What was the point?

Haruna could have been given a small arc about overcoming her feelings for that piece of shit teacher, but nah... It's not like it would have been cool to see her start to hate him for grooming her (because that's what it was) and for taking revenge on him. The last scene with the two of them could have been exactly the same ffs.

And there's still so many more characters that were introduced but were made to feel like plot devices, Aoba, Rocchi and Kasane, being the most important that come to mind. Masaomi's gf, whose name I can't remember, also fits into this category. She existed in the first season so that Masaomi would feel bad and to highlight how much of a POS Izaya is, and since then she's literally done nothing.

Honestly. It feels like there were a lot of interesting characters and relationship dynamics throughout the whole series, and suddenly at the end the show is saying "I'm too tired to properly resolve all of these and also sometimes being totally obsessed with someone is okay actually".

Dishonourable mention: Izaya's sisters did nothing for the plot, did not give us a new perspective into his character, and were bad fanservice (even though there was already plenty of fanservice without them), not only because of the boobs, but for the incest bait too.

[calronhunt]

I would like to know. Your TOH ocs and tidbits about their nighttime routines and/or how they tend to sleep and if they fall asleep easily. (are any of them prone to nightmares and if so how do they deal with them?)

oooooo hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah,

This ask really got away from me so anyway, I'll put it all under the cut

I imagine Lysandra probably does a whole before bed ritual sorta thing. Like has some warm milk, spends an hour reading, journaling about her day, all that jazz. She is the head of the healing coven! She's gotta keep healthy you know! And sleeping wise I feel like she usually is very well rested and sleeps through the most nights! I don't think she's prone to nightmares either. I'm sure she has them sometimes (She lived in a village that belos burned down in a show to reveal the "dangers" of wild magic and she was the like frontline healer there. So I'm sure that still weighs heavy on her mind) but she's got an environment that usually prevents them and when she does she can usually calm down pretty quickly by pacing in her room.

VINCENT, HOWEVER. SLEEPS LIKE ABSOLUTE DOGSHIT. Lysandra has tried to get him into a bedtime routine but he can't stick to it for a multitude of reasons. Also he's often out on missions in the middle of the woods and you can only get so much good rest sleeping on the forest floor. Also I think he just prefers to stay up late cause I Know this man is haunted by nightmares. Wakes up in the middle of the night screaming sorta shit. Probably about his abuse and also I just think it would be fun if he had like "phantom dreams" as Caleb that he can't remember when he wakes up. And I think when Vincent was younger he would go to Belos if he had a bad dream, but you know. You get old enough he should be able to deal with his nightmares on his own! So Vincent just sucks it up and tries to do something with his hands until he gets so tired he can barely stay up.

Carmen probably has my sleep patterns of like. Needs to sleep in the most unconventional little knot ever that is absolutely destroying their back to fall asleep. Like they need to be laying on their back and on their stomach at the same time. And no matter when they fall asleep they usually wake up early in the morning (which annoys them). Also they live with a shit ton of birds so you know this guy has to wake up to the sounds of fantasy roosters and shit all the time. and I don't think she's prone to nightmares! Has them occasionally but once she wakes up she's like "oh my god that literally wasn't scary at all" because it was a dream where she was afraid of like. a little white puppy or something.

Aberdeen sleeps like a rock. Like just fucking passes out the moment her head hits a pillow. Just fucking gone. Good for her. I wish i was her.

[guesswhattimeitis]

N A O L I C E + Q T

OH MY GOD I FORGOT I QUEUED THIS ASK THING WHILE ON A TRAIN

Uh anyways, thanks lol

N- Name three things you wish you saw more of in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice): So for this one(and later questions) I’d say I don’t have a “main fandom” but I think in general all of my fandoms need 3 things more: more femslash, more midsized fic, and more art of the shorter one being the top. It can be portal, or sailor moon, or star wars it all needs more. I need to see more girls kiss, I need more fics longer than 500 words and less than 50000 words, and I need the short one to pick up her tall girlfriend and show her how it’s done

A- Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed: So I still haven’t seen Ahsoka at all but um I love the wolfwren I’ve seen, I’ve weirdly been working on a bunch of original stories recently which has had my brain in a chokehold including a throuple I’ll probably make a post about at some point

O- Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?: I put my longest playlist on shuffle and got Used To Be Mine from Waitress and this song recently reminded me a lot of Bo Katan, especially in her most recent arc, realizing she’s changed and not sure if she’s ready for that or if she likes the change

L- Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.): I’m going to jump to portal here; Wheatley is a deeply effective and enjoyable villain to face off against. The build up to his takeover, everything falling apart; it really solidified portal 2 as a great sequel. I don’t hate him, but wow I don’t like the way the fandom treats him

I- Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why? I’ve been here since 2013, so. Many. Many many many. My blocked tags list includes dozens, so I’ll spare the list, but the most ironic is one piece, considering tumblr’s recent ad campaign

C- A ship you have never liked and probably never will: I don’t dislike many ships generally, I usually keep it to myself and just avoid ships I don’t like, but I genuinely dislike when Aloy is shipped with that one guy from HZD, I don’t even remember his name but he just personally annoyed me and gave me bad vibes. And also I think of her as a lesbian so.

E- Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what? I don’t think I’m “big” in any fandoms so I don’t think I’m responsible for any like, crack headcanons being spread around, and even on like a personal level I’m not usually one to jump down a crackship so much as I love rarepairs (yes I consider them different so sue me) but I did recently like Yue/Azula as a wild au kind of situation lol

Q- A fandom you’ve abandoned and why: I don’t abandon fandoms so much as they lie dormant until I return to them, sometimes years later. Even adventure time, the fandom that got me on tumblr, has lain dormant for a long time only to resurface now and again, especially with new releases

T- Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? I love “Chell is deaf” and/or “Chell is mute”as something to read and see in fanart, but I will die by the idea that she simply chooses not to say shit. That’s so much funnier.

Phew! So many, ahhh I will send you some too btw I just literally forgot I did this 😵‍💫