#oh lordy mercy me

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a tale of ice baths and hot sauce

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Placement: the day after 'a sizing mishap'

Summary: An effort is made to find out who your mystery boyfriend is during the Elementals challenge when some members of the staff see some marks on your neck that weren't there before…

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: language [let me know if i missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: mango mention (no really i did that here lol); bit of insecurity from Reader if you squint

"You think anyone would notice if I just pinched a chip from the bowl?" you joked while setting up the table for the Elementals-themed challenge that a handful of the Soccer Aid players were going to voluntarily subject themselves to with Joelah, the host for most if not all the promo videos for this event. You raised an eyebrow playfully at her when she approached the table with a giddy little skip in her step, practically twirling in her outfit of relaxed fit jeans and a diagonal cut asymmetrical crop top. "Please tell me where you go shopping I'm in desperate need of cuter clothes. I mean, 'raiding the boyfriend's closet chic' is cute and all but…I also drown in fabric whenever I do it."

"Don't be so hard on yourself, Y/N, I think you're faring pretty damn fine if I do say so myself." She waved a hand at your current getup of a cropped loose olive green halter top and a black ruffle skort. "Players seem to enjoy it well enough," she mumbled with a lower tone, as if warning you that you were currently being ogled. "Oy! Eyes on the ball, you pervy lads!"

"Thanks," you told her with a smile, pulling your hair into a ribbon so that it wouldn't stick to your sweaty neck. "Now…do you wanna share with the class why you were skipping--"

"Bloody hell, Y/L/N, your neck!" she gasped, pointing at the right side of your neck and collarbone. "You didn't have that when I last saw you yesterday--Oh my lordy me, you hooked up with someone here! Is it one of the players? That social media star on the World team? One of the pros? Sam Claflin??"

"No on all fronts, Jo," you laughed off her questions. "My boyfriend's working the event, too. I was with him." Her jaw dropped to the ground with your revelation. "We're keeping things a bit…low key, you know?"

"Oh you and your secrets," she teased, still motioning toward your neck. "If that isn't a sign that screams 'Horny blokes step the fuck back', I haven't the faintest idea what is. Anyways, what were you asking earlier?"

"Ah, right. I was gonna ask why were you skipping on your way here like you were back in school and teacher just gave you a gold star?"

"Oh…Oh! Because I just got the players for the Elementals Fire and Ice challenge and Number 6 lit'rally up and volunteered to represent Team England." She made a motion fanning herself. "That godly bod dripping wet and clothes just clinging to him? Lordy me have mercy. And whoever put him in the teeniest jersey and shorts imaginable, I just wanna eurgh! Wanna grab 'em and thank 'em to the high heavens, y'know? Thank 'em for their service."

You are very welcome, you thought to yourself.

"Maybe if you leave an iced coffee on the table and go pspspsps they'll acknowledge your gratitude," you joked, once again pointing to the chips. "I'm taking a pinch. And trying out these sauces, I've been deadly curious since yesterday."

"You take the green one, I'll take one of the reds," she offered, already getting a large chip for herself and placing a few drops of the brighter red condiment. When you had placed a dollop of the green hot sauce onto your own chip, you clinked your pieces together before taking thing whole and bracing for the worst. "Fuck all that is hellish!" she mumbled around her piece, eyeing you incredulously while you just continued on chewing and letting the taste of the sauce linger for a moment or two. "How in the…"

You grabbed all the bottles and looked over the labels with a scrutinizing eye. "The green's deceptive. Makes you think you're getting the milder one but it's got the highest level of Scoville units. I feel sorry to whoever's gonna end up with that."

There was some motion from the corner of your eye, which you quickly realized were the camera crew and some other members of the staff carting around numerous 10 gallon bottles of water and 3 drums. And following just behind them were the six players slated to play this little trivia game. You gave them all a little wave and a courteous smile, making sure to hold eye contact with each of them, and saving Tom for last so you could allow yourself the indulgence of holding his gaze for a fraction of a moment longer, which he returned with a small wave and an obviously deliberate infinitesimal twitch of his two middle fingers.

"Goodness, Y/L/N," one of the staff members, Allen, bellowed. "What happened to--"

"My neck?" you finished for him. "Don't worry about it. My boyfriend thinks himself a vampire," you answered with a casual shrug, earning you a round of chuckles from the rest of the crew and the players. You motioned toward the water drums. "Should we get that all set up then?"

"Oh. Yeah, for sure." He waved his arm toward the drums as well. "Have at it."

"I could help you," Scarlette chimed in, already taking the end of the drum in front of you and jutting her chin in the direction of your neck. "I didn't see that on you yesterday when I picked up my uniform. I take it your boyfriend's somewhere in the building then?" She capped off her question with a cheeky wiggle of her eyebrows.

"Yes, and I'm not saying a single word on where and who he is. But I won't deny it if anyone guesses correctly. The only catch though…you only get two guesses each," you offered, looking at both her and Joelah.

"Claflin," Scarlette spoke immediately, causing the other one to make a motion as if to stop her but all too late.

"Aaaaand that's one wrong guess. Also makes you the second person in this place to for some reason think that I'm bumping uglies with Finnick Odair."

"I could've told you it's not Mister Clock App, or Claflin…or any of the pros," Joelah grumbled out. "We're down to three."

You two set up the last of the water drums, making sure that they were equidistant from one another, and after thanking Scarlette you moved toward the massive water bottles to start filling them up. "Let me help you," Tom spoke up, already placing his hands under the bottle, brushing his hands across yours before taking most of the weight of the bottle and leading you both toward the drum. "You reckon they'll guess me, darling?" he asked under his breath.

"Absolutely not," you answered, keeping your voice down. "I don't think they'll even consider it a possibility that I can pull you."

"Personally I think you pull me just fine," he shot back, smirking when you had to suppress a chortle from his words. "More than fine, actually."

"Menace," you hissed, trying to covertly take deep breaths while the two of you walked to the next bottle and repeated the process.

"Only for you, sweetheart."

"Okay you must be built all kinds of different, because I don't think I coulda kept my wits about me being that close him with the guns on full display, and in close proximity to…what was it the internet called it again?"

"The mango?" you prompted Joelah, causing you both to break out in stifled giggles while waiting for the camera crew to finish setting up.

"Yes! And I saw that little hand brushing, too I mean—how were you not absolutely swooning the second he walked up to the bottle? Hell, how did you even function?"

I have been under those guns on full display and touched more than just his hand, you thought to yourself, holding your words back and instead gave her a little shrug. "Worked with him before. You get used to it," you bluffed. "Besides, I've got someone, and I'm really happy and stupid in love. So there's that, too."

"We need a hand here!" Scarlette called out in your general direction, her and Bugzy already on their feet but pointing at Tom who for some unknown reason, currently had both feet sticking up and out of the drum and putting him in a position that made it exceedingly more difficult for him to get up and out of the drum.

"How in the actual fuck did he even get like that?" you started thinking aloud. A strangled noise slipped from your mouth the second his head dipped below the water and his hands lost their grip on the edge of the drum.

You knew that he would be able to find his way back up, but it didn't stop the way your heart caught in your throat. The way that your legs were involuntarily twitching as if taking on a mind of their own and urging you to make your way to him.

If he hadn't stuck his head back out from under the water just a few seconds later, you would have been more than ready to run to him and help him to his feet, check on him the way he often checked on you when he would see you short of breath on set. You wouldn't have given a damn about the cameras capturing your every move.

But instead you were frozen in place, watching as he ascended and took a big heaving breath, shaking the water from his hair and his eyes before finding your gaze. You were suddenly acutely aware of nearly every minute movement of your body trying to fight back every reaction you had to the excessively obvious bedroom eyes he was giving you, resorting to subtly digging what little fingernail you had into the palm of your hand to at least focus on something else until he looked away.

You moved the moment you clocked the excitement on the faces of Joelah as well as some female members of the staff, already undoubtedly about to speak up that they would gladly help him out. "Can we cut?" you hollered toward the cameraman, who responded to you with a simple thumbs up, pressing a button on his equipment that stopped recording. You quickly whipped out your phone and snapped a picture of Tom in the precarious position before you reached him.

"Really, Y/N?" he huffed, feigning exasperation but you knew that tone better than any other person around you at the moment. He was amused. And you would be in trouble later tonight. You even began to doubt if you could completely walk properly in the morning or if you would walk into the briefing area with a more than slight penguin waddle.

"Had to," you quipped, shrugging your shoulders and scrunching your nose at him reflexively before placing your phone back in your pocket and holding your arms out toward him so he could brace himself. "Tuck your feet back into the drum."

You heard the slightest grumble from him before he wrapped a hand around one of your arms, did exactly as you said, and then wrapped his other arm across your shoulders while he tried to find his footing in the undoubtedly slippery interior of the water drum. "Thank you, sweetheart," he whispered under his breath, pulling you closer as you gripped the towel that was handed over to you and making quick work to spread it out and use it as a cover from prying eyes and wild cameras once his feet were firmly planted on the ground again.

The heavily curious gazes of everyone around you gave you enough pause to not wrap the towel around his waist, realization quickly dawning on you that the gesture would definitely be seen as a show of intimacy. You avoided his gaze as he took the towel from you, opting instead to lead the way to behind the backdrop, picking up his cleats and bag on the way.

You felt the irrational bristling of your skin as the sound of women giggling and commending your boyfriend on his form throughout the drills hit your ears, your hands finding it difficult to grasp the small laundry pouch you'd packed in his bag and a fresh pair of socks from the near violent shaking. When a familiar ridiculously large hand appeared in front of your face, you looked up abruptly to find Tom standing above you, the smile on his face growing brighter when you placed your hand in his and stood up.

"You're shaking," he murmured, bringing your hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to your knuckles. "Come here."

He caught you off guard when he tugged you into his arms, a small yelp escaping you before you could stop yourself that had you hoping that nobody on the other side of the backdrop heard it. "What're you doing?" you questioned him in hushed tones, holding back your giggles as he pressed the fluffy sleeves of the bathrobe that he wore to your face and neck. Your hands wrapped around his wrist when he started patting at the exposed skin of your chest. "Sweetie!" You couldn't hold back your giggles when he used his free arm to wrap around you and pull you closer to him.

"You're wet," he said simply, continuing to pat at your dampened skin.

"Well I'm your girlfriend, it kinda comes with the territory," you quipped, letting out another barely muted squeal when he pulled his hand from your grasp and grabbed the back of your head to pull you in for a kiss. Almost immediately you melted in his arms, both of you smiling against each other's lips as you wrapped your arms around him. "Private--"

"This is private, goddess," he cut you off, capturing your lips in another soft kiss. "Public would be bringing you to the center of the field and marking you again with everyone as witness so that there isn't a shadow of doubt in anyone's mind that you're mine."

The sound of the camera crew calling out for him snapped you two out of your moment. "Give me a minute," he hollered out, pressing a final kiss to your forehead before loosening his hold on you and letting you step back from him. You offered him your hand to hold himself steady while he changed out the soiled socks from the challenge. "Did you take a look at the hot sauces on the table?"

"Of course I did," you quipped, scrunching your nose at him when his eyes flickered to yours. "Don't take the green one, it's a trap."

"I'll keep that in mind," he murmured, eyeing you with a smirk when he stood upright and you took his shin guards from him. "And what exactly are you doing, darling?"

You answered him with a playful grin. "Oh I'm sorry. Would you like to try putting these on through two layers of fluff?" He answered you with a minute shake of his head. "No? Well alright then." You proceeded to crouch down and place the shin guards under the knee-high socks, only stopping when you heard a shutter from above your head and looking up at him from your position with a bemused smirk. "Really, Tom?"

"It needed to be done," he said with a chuckle, waving your phone tauntingly in his hand. "After all, you do look so tempting from this angle. Let me just send this to my phone really quick."

You made a point to audibly snap the garter of his sock against his skin, making him jump the slightest bit and squint his eyes at you as you rose to stand upright again. "Give it back," you cooed, holding your hand out. Instead of doing just that, he grabbed hold of your hand and closed the distance between you, placing your arm over his shoulder as his hands roamed down your back before settling in your back pockets.

Before you could say a single word, he pressed his lips to yours in a soft kiss and you could feel the weight of your phone back in your pocket. As well as his hand grabbing a handful of your ass before he pulled away. "I love you," he whispered, briefly brushing the tip of his nose across yours before stepping backwards, back to the set so that the World Team could have their turn at the ice baths.

"I love you, too." The sound of the crew calling out your name this time and telling you to come help in setting up the next batch was enough to wipe the smitten grin off your face and send you running in the other direction.

A/N: Starting off my 5-day weekend strong with a new Soccer Aid piece out! I have one more that I'm gonna focus on before I give Soccer Aid Hiddles a break from the page for a while to focus on…'relinquish the crown: plans & protestations'! 😳👀 It's been too long since I've written those two blorbos and I miss them so they're next 💖

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[southernbluebellereader]

Hello my dear, 

If I could request some Price NSFW I would be forever grateful. Love your writing and I’d love to see how you write Price absolutely pussy whipped by a younger reader. And he’s absolutely shook by her ability to please 🤭

Babygirl, I got you babe - I have just the thing for you Miss Ma'am! You better brace yourself! (Also, I hope you feel better soon and I hope this puts a smile on your face - love youuuu!)

REQUEST: NSFW Captain John Price x Younger Reader (18+ RATED M FOR MATURE)

Master List (tag list at the bottom)

Listen to me: Captain John Price is a man. He's a man's man. But you? You got him wrapped around your little finger - Oh Lordy Almighty have mercy on both of y'all's souls! (and me too lol). And he loves every second of it.

So, given the position that the Captain has, he has a lot of responsibilities, he has a lot physical and mental weight on his shoulders, and sometimes he just needs a moment, a few hours - a night - where he just focuses on other things, and kind of lets loose a little bit.

This is where you come in.

The age gap between the two of you has crossed his mind on multiple occasions. But the way that hold his arm and hold it close to your body when you're together? He never wants you to let go.

The way that you look up at him with those wide eyes? So full of life and love and attention - only for him.

The way you so sweetly and softly ask him to help you with something? He'll do it in an instant, and then some.

He can't remember the last time he ever felt so loved and so wanted by anyone - if ever. You've managed to tame and control the fire inside him.

Slowly and gradually, he'd let you take charge in the bedroom. It'd start with little things. A pair of cuffs with turn into two pairs.

He's not as well-versed in using tools as you are, but he's eager to learn and eager to please - and he's just as amazed as to how eager you are to ensure he is comfortable and enjoys himself.

On occasion, he'd used these cuffs on you, keeping your hands above your head by the headboard of the bed. Just the sight of you sent thrills through his body. The way he'd just watch you and take you in as you laid like that on the bed displayed just for him with flushed cheeks and thighs rubbing together with such eagerness to please him.

The day that you put on one of the cuffs on his hand - purely without thought, both of you stopped whatever you were doing and went between looking at each other and the cuff you'd just placed around his wrist. You were straddled on his lap on your shared bed, his free hand anchored on your behind. The other half of the cuff that was on his wrist wasn't even attached on the headboard yet.

"John..." You were honestly a little nervous as to how he'd react to the idea of you cuffing him to the bed. You were about to take it off but-

"No, keep going, sweetheart," He pressed an adrenaline filled kiss on your lips, then laid down on the bed, earning devilish smile as you crawled further up above him and attached the other cuff to the headboard, leaving him with one free hand to roam around your body.

You gleefully hover above him, teasing him with the way you're moving your hips above his pelvis, hearing the cuffs clink and move as he strains himself and finds himself unable to move his cuffed hand.

"Getting riled up, aren't we?" You leaned over him towards the nightstand to grab the other pair of cuffs. Chuckling, he eagerly holds you close with his free arm and plants kisses on your chest.

You sit up straight and dangle the other pair of cuffs above him, "Do I need to use these to make sure you stay still, John?"

"Oh the things you do to me, you minx," He held out his free hand in front of you, allowing you to put the other cuff on him.

Slightly taken aback by his eagerness to let you have control, you decide to put the other cuff on him, then hooking it to the headboard beside his other hand. You lower yourself once more and kiss him, speaking in between kisses as your hands travel down his neck and shoulders, down his chest and wrapping around his hips, "Are you ready, oh Captain, my beloved Captain?"

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[mkeyztrm]

the urge to write an entire essay para but my when the and so because like and oh my god lord have mercy but like èl no tambien so no queriro escribir y doesn’t know o tengo ANY idea but like when the and because im fag and sweet lordy have mercy no me gusta these shites

I think my brain just seized

school’s starting tomorrow and im going marbles /j

[lilghostiequinni]

Okay. So, I have finally found away to watch Billy the Kid, and..... Let me tell you..... "I really don't want to kill you." "You know, I'm going to be blamed for poor Joe's death." "I didn't want to kill Joe. I had no reason to... except that he wanted to kill me for the bounty. I had no grudge against him." Then the "Get him a decent burial" and the "That's all I gotta say." Oh Lordy... Have mercy on my soul.... Please. Help.

[iamtired10]

This is what I was afraid of. Hanni at the Gucci Event. Looking stunning and breathtaking as ever. Leaving us (you and me) in a ditch dead somewhere 😵‍💫

Girly knew she be hitting her half 40s next month and she’s using that to her goddamn advantage to KILL us all 😩

Have some mercy on us, PHAM HANNI 😩 please 🙏🏻

Her back! 😖😣😩😫 Oh Lordy! 😖

But ☝🏻🤓 SHE LOOKS SO DAMN GOOD IN THEM DENIM 🤤

OMG IT'S BEEN A FEW DAYS AND I JUST CAN'T MOVE ON FROM HER LOOK!

AGHHHH SHE'S SO FREAKING BEAUTIFUL, IT'S LIKE SHE JUST STEPPED OUT OF A DREAM! 😩

SHE'S GOT THIS RADIANCE THAT JUST CAPTIVATES EVERYONE AROUND HER. HER SMILE? IT'S LIKE A SUNSHINE THAT BRIGHTENS UP MY DAY, NO MATTER HOW DARK IT GETS! AWWW MY WIFEEE (me being delulu**)🤕

(IT HURTS TO KNOW I CAN'T HAVE SOMEONE LIKE HER IN MY LIFE. (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠))

how to be mr. unicorn 👁️🫦👁️ 🕯️

[itsclydebitches]

It would be... remarkably depressing if RWBY was cancelled post-Volume 8 but pre-Volume 9. I wouldn't put it past Warner Bros. Discovery, per se, given the number of finished/near-finished projects that they've canned recently, but thinking about the situation the world and our heroes are in post-Volume 8... whew, lordy.

A Kingdom lost forever. Two others still recovering with no reliable way of reaching out to offer assistance to anyone. Two Relics in Salem's hands. Our protagonists - including both team leaders - trapped in an alternate world. There is hope, but it's so small as to be horrendously bleak.

I think I mentioned in another ask that there's a part of me that would like a post-Volume 8 conclusion better without the Volume 9 trailer. Because I agree that yeah, either version of that ending is depressing as hell and, crucially, not what RWBY was aiming for. Wild theories aside, I don't think anyone can persuasively argue that RWBY is supposed to end with the heroes loosing and Salem successfully dooming the world. For all its missteps, RWBY does not have that vibe, is not deliberately forwarding that message, and it has never implied that it wants a grimm-dark conclusion.

But if we HAVE to end post-Volume 8, I would have preferred a story that (inadvertently) committed to the horror it's introduced rather than hinting at a bunch of hopeful ideas--Ruby meets a helpful mouse! The girls presumably reunite! There are new enemies to recruit! They'll inevitably return and face Salem again!--that we simply never get to see because the show is cancelled. It's certainly not what the show intends, but there is (to me) something compelling about such a bleak ending. I'm a fan of horror and tragedy in a general sense, but more than that, RWBY has been toeing a line it's been too afraid to commit to. Yang looses a limb, but they're not interested in exploring the complexities of that. There's world-wide racism, slave labor, and branded enemies, but that's all solved by the occasional speech. The heroes just spent two volumes rejecting compromise at every turn, doomed a kingdom, and one protagonist mercy-killed a fan-favorite by slitting her throat... and if we get Volume 9, all of that will no doubt be hand-waved away too. There's something compelling in getting an ending that unintentionally highlights all the things RT doesn't want to admit that they wrote. Oh look, the story ends with the heroes failing spectacularly because of all the stupid decisions they've made lately, validating every fan who has gone, "They're making really stupid decisions lately." There's no longer any retcons, plot armor, or straight up, incomprehensible writing decisions to "fix" what's been in the story for 5+ years now. I won't pretend a part of me isn't satisfied with an ending that actually follows what wound up on the screen: Yang dies making the same mistake she made with Adam because she never actually learned how to control her impulsive temper. The other girls die too because they're not nearly as powerful as they arrogantly thought and their desire to get by on Just Being The Good Guys resulted in the enemy (once again) one-upping them. The citizens all die in the desert because, as seen, our protagonists never thought through how to keep them safe. And Salem wins because she's an immortal witch and the heroes have done nothing in those five Volumes to figure out how to stop her. Of course she wins.

This ending makes sense. Not based on what RT wanted RWBY to be, but based on what they actually wrote.

But, of course, it's also an ending 99% of the fandom would hate. I only like it because I desire consistency in my storytelling. I don't want a depressing RWBY ending, I want a RWBY that makes sense... and unfortunately, right now, the writing has introduced so many inconsistencies and insurmountable obstacles that a bleak ending is the most persuasive. If RT had done the work from the beginning--figuring out if they wanted a light-hearted show or one seeped in trauma, crafting a villain our heroes were capable of beating, writing the girls as consistently empathetic, intelligent fighters who balanced strategy with strength--I would never even entertain the idea of being satisfied with ending the show now. But RWBY has gone on so long with so many problems that I can't help going, "You know what? Yeah, it would suck for most of the fandom and I'd feel really sorry for them all if that happened, but I'd personally be satisfied in a 'I was expecting so much less' sort of way."

[amethiosspouse]

OH MY LORDY OH MY GOD LORD HAVE MERCY WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE HELL OH MY ARCEUS OH MY AMETHIO OH MY AMETHIO THIS IS THE MOST AMETHIOTASTIC DAY I'VE EVER HAD OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME

lovemail for: amethio (❁´◡`❁)

[lewis-the-quack]

That's just what I was thinking about doing. Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope that was all right. I'm going to drain the old stinger. Yeah, you do that. Look at that. You know, I've just about had it with your little mind games. - What's that? - Italian Vogue. Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. A lot of ads. Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than mine? Funny, I just can't seem to recall that! I think something stinks in here! I love the smell of flowers. How do you like the smell of flames?! Not as much. Water bug! Not taking sides! Ken, I'm wearing a Ohapstick hat! This is pathetic! I've got issues! Well, well, well, a royal flush! - You're bluffing. - Am I? Surf's up, dude! Poo water! That bowl is gnarly. Except for those dirty yellow rings! Kenneth! What are you doing?! You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! We need to talk! He's just a little bee! And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! Long time? What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? No, but there are other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them! Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night... My nerves are fried from riding on this emotional roller coaster! Goodbye, Ken. And for your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners made by man! I'm sorry about all that. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it! I always felt there was some kind of barrier between Ken and me. I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. Are you OK for the trial? I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. We would like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's gonna be all over. Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn this jury around is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. - You got the tweezers? - Are you allergic? Only to losing, son. Only to losing. Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd all like to know. What exactly is your relationship to that woman? We're friends. - Good friends? - Yes. How good? Do you live together? Wait a minute... Are you her little... ...bedbug? I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, doesn't your queen give birth to all the bee children? - Yeah, but... - So those aren't your real parents! - Oh, Barry... - Yes, they are! Hold me back! You're an illegitimate bee, aren't you, Benson? He's denouncing bees! Don't y'all date your cousins? - Objection! - I'm going to pincushion this guy! Adam, don't! It's what he wants! Oh, I'm hit!! Oh, lordy, I am hit! Order! Order! The venom! The venom is coursing through my veins! I have been felled by a winged beast of destruction! You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped savages! Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way! - Adam, stay with me. - I can't feel my legs. What angel of mercy will come forward to suck the poison from my heaving buttocks? I will have order in this court. Order! Order, please! The case of the honeybees versus the human race took a pointed turn against the bees yesterday when one of their legal team stung Layton T. Montgomery. - Hey, buddy. - Hey. - Is there much pain? - Yeah. I... I blew the whole case, didn't I? It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died. I'd be better off dead. Look at me. They got it from the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a little celery still on it. What was it like to sting someone? I can't explain it. It was all... All adrenaline and then... and then ecstasy! All right. You think it was all a trap? Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. What were we thinking? Look at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. What will the humans do to us if they win? I don't know.

been a bit @you-need-not-apply

[lustfulslxt]

THAT ISN'T EVEN THE WORST SHES DONE. but thats the time she almost got my ass handed to me by my mom for her actions! she's been out of my life for the last 3 years but lordy have mercy

oh boy she sounds terrible!!!

[im-no-jedi]

took a while to get out, but in a similar but opposite toned way to last week, here are my long, rambly, and barely coherent thoughts about episode 9 “The Crossing”

which are thankfully much more positive than last week 😋

where do I even begin y’all. the vibe of this episode really emphasized the end of episode 8 with its melancholy; we didn’t even get any dialogue for the first couple of minutes. all of them silently exiting the Marauder as just the four of them was painful to watch. and it didn’t take long to get into the sibling squabbles after that.

which, as I’ve mentioned before, was another great example of why I think this show does an excellent job selling TBB as siblings. the Clones in general have always been good sibling rep, but TBB does it the best imo. Wrecker and Tech’s bickering with Hunter and Omega pitifully trying to stop it was *chef’s kiss*. even Tech and Hunter hounding Omega about being careful with the ipsium was very “older sibling trying to be the parent”, especially with Omega’s mocking responses LOL. I mean, we even finally got a confirmation that they see each other as family! finally!! thank you Omega!! \o/

speaking of Omega! my girl has really learned how to express herself, as we saw with her rant in episode 8, and I’m glad she was letting her feelings out to the boys. yes, she was overly emotional, but it was understandable! she’s still a child, and it’s hard to process loss without getting emotional, trust me.

that being said, it’s still unfortunate that the boys aren’t the same way. Wrecker has been the only one who’s ever been comfortable showing his emotions and feelings, but even so, he clearly still struggles with it. I really hope we get to a point where the boys are able to open up more (although they admittingly have improved since the beginning thanks to Omega).

now for some specific moments I enjoyed or were just notable to me. 

firstly, Hunter’s spidey senses going off not once, not twice, but THREE times this episode. oh Lordy. if I didn’t know he had enhanced senses, I woulda thought he was freaking Force sensitive with how in tune he was with what was going on. him sensing that something had happened to Omega and Tech? hello?? is he really THAT sensitive, or was that his Dad™ senses going into overdrive LOL

next, I obviously have to talk about the Lion King stampede (thank you Kiners for the blatant spoilers ROFL). OMG I felt so bad for Wrecker, poor baby. him complaining about his back afterwards was a MOOD. and then the exchange with him and Tech, “why don’t YOU carry it?” “fine.” I laughed SO hard, peak sibling humor 😂👌🏻 Hunter holding onto the wire tho... Lord have mercy 🥵

and now circling back to Hunter again cause I’m not done talking about my man yet. can we just appreciate how well he was able to keep himself together in this episode with all the chaos? he could’ve easily joined in with the bickering or gotten frustrated, as we saw him do in “Entombed”. but no, he stayed calm the whole time, even when confronting Tech about his behavior. the only time he actually got frustrated was with Cid (rightfully so). I know that man is a boiling pot of emotions inside, but still he remains the calm and collected leader, keeping everyone on track and not escalating anything further. my man... I love him so much 😩💙

last specific thing I wanna mention cause OMG am I still mad about it. Cid. what. the. HECK. as someone who has loved this character since we first saw her, I’m with TBB (and the rest of the fandom!) on this one. she crossed a line. I gave her the benefit of the doubt with the riot racing, but this was TOO far. she’s gonna catch these hands fr 😤

ok! now I’ll talk about the more serious subjects again. I’ve got two things I wanna talk about because hoo boy, do they relate to me personally.

I wanna talk about the subject of loss and dealing with trauma. if you read my post from last week, you’ll know that I was absolutely devastated by the loss of Echo, regardless of it being temporary or not. it brought me down to one of the lowest points I’ve been at in YEARS. so yeah, having this episode showcase Omega (and the others) going through the exact same thing? yeah.

honestly? I needed that. I needed to have my own feelings validated as much as Omega did, and I got exactly that. Omega wasn’t just upset, she was angry and hurt and worried and didn’t know how to handle all of those emotions at once. it was way too real. that’s what trauma does to you; it gives you way too many emotions to process all at once, so it often comes out in unpleasant ways. I’ve learned to process my own feelings through years of therapy, but clearly it’s still something I struggle with. and I always will. that’s just how trauma works. and I think this subject was portrayed perfectly in this episode.

and now, the absolute cherry on top for this already perfect and beautiful episode... my boy Tech.

I’m not kidding when I say I’m getting emotional writing this cause umm... YEAH

so I’ve been labelling myself as neurodivergent for a few years now. I began to suspect I might have ADHD back in like, 2019 I think, and since then, I’ve also strongly suspected I might just be overall autistic. I haven’t gotten an official diagnosis yet but... I know I’m somewhere on the spectrum, I have to be. and this show has been one of the things that’s helped me realize that. I’ve been 100% behind the “Tech is autistic” train since the early days of the show. I also strongly believe the entire squad is neurodivergent in some way, even Echo and Omega. mostly because I can relate to them in many ways in terms of behavior. I’m not gonna get into a discussion about that here though, I’ll save it for another post✨

the bottom line though is that me being able to see myself in these characters has been one of the major reasons I love the show so much. so now having this canon confirmation about Tech has made me absolutely ecstatic.

after we were done with the episode, @jam-n-ham were talking (as we always do), and she had a hard time getting behind the idea of Tech basically being confirmed autistic. but as we talked about it, she realized that the whole issue between Omega and Tech mirrored a lot of issues she and I have had in the past. and the convo between the two of them by the water was extremely similar to convos she and I have had in the past. again, I myself am not officially diagnosed but... I’m just sayin’ 😬

so uhh, yeah. I’m obviously very happy about this, to the point where I can’t even be sad about them being currently stranded on that planet for who knows how long. the well-done portrayal of Omega’s grief coupled with canon neurodivergent Tech has uplifted me to the point where I literally can’t be sad anymore. this episode gave me hope, y’all. which is why I’m not worried about them. I know they’re all gonna be ok in the end. they have to be. they will be.

cause even when you’re grieving or dealing with mental illness... you still can have hope. it’s gonna be ok 💙💙💙

oh, and one more actual last final thing I wanna say. because of this episode, I’m no longer worried about getting an official diagnosis for my mental illness. in fact, I plan on talking to my therapist about it and seeing if I can schedule an appointment to get checked out. I’ve been debating about doing it for a couple years, and now I’ve finally got the courage to do it. so yeah. that’s a thing 😊

[cheddargoblin]

For the same love interest ask thing! Since I'm obsessed with your Mordrem children, I will choose this for Diedre/Telka: 1, 6,10!

https://www.tumblr.com/cheddargoblin/729442464278118400?source=share romance ask link

oh lordie deidre ok uh

.1 Deidre is a sylvari-turned mordrem that was a whopping 3 months old when the events of Heart of Thorns occurred, who haunted the auric basin area as a solo ambusher, when the campaign was over and she was found wounded, the pact who stumbled across here were merciful enough to give her a chance! She took this chance, with a healthy load of trauma to process, to try and help people, and became a medic to help the pact! This is also how she met Telka, somewhere along the way, telka was stealing some super important scroll from the white mantle for shits and giggles because it made them mad, somehow set herself on fire in the process. But hey she got the scroll. the medic that ends up tending her is Deidre! Telka appreciates the energy to call her a completely reckless idiot to her face, and the two get affiliated in a friends/with benefits kind of way until telks leaves for PoF. Their dynamic changes overtime but goes from 'loud friend carrying around a tiny squawking monster' to 'unconfessed yearning' to 'openly love eachother' over the course of way too long.

.6 Honestly theres a part of me that thinks that, being a mordrem, being known as (one of) telkas S/O(s) in a way, would kind of improve the way some people see Deidre. Theres always been/always going to be people that are just going to see a small sharp monster, people who survived or heard about maguuma. Being known like that puts him in the funny position of being an even better target for being an even better damsel in distress, but also a little bit more favorable in a public eye, which is certainly something that always bothers them, theyre afraid to go to cities alone! But hey, if everyones favourite god-killer idiot-in-chief loves her, surely shes safe to be near, right?

.10 OH GOD. oh god. i havent finished playing thru the story so my neurons havent connected but um. during s4ch5 when the gang fails to kill kralk, telkas leg is shattered in the process. so from then on 'til mid icebrood, shes essentially pushing through things on a leg broken in mutiple places. Magics helping, but she can neither stop to heal nor go unguarded. so wherever possible, deidre stays by her side. This is also the first time theyve been able to talk to eachother since before path of fire, so theyve got a lot of bottled up feelings for eachother that are gonna come out in frustration and care while trying to keep this idiot from ruining her leg, & staying alive.

no editing my mistakes in this we ball

[neonponders]

15 Questions

Thank you for tagging me @lovebillyhargrove ✨

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Are you named after anyone?

Yes but not in the “name that got passed down” way. My mom changed the spelling of my name so that it has letters from others’ names.

When was the last time you cried?

*sigh* I cry all the time lol but I know there was a big cry for The Last of Us premiere last week.

Do you have kids?

Nope.

Do you use sarcasm?

I try not to anymore. I think sarcasm is more harmful than humorous. People who say “sarcasm is my second language” are red flags for me.

What is the first thing you notice about someone?

Appearance, of course. Beyond that is how intrusive/aggressive or kind they are. I’m a very sensitive/fragile person lol so the vibe check is immediate and without mercy.

What is your eye color?

Brown. They have turned green before but I have to be very tired (I think the redness makes a contrast that brings the green out), which means that nobody every sees this haha.

Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings. I don’t watch scary movies; I read their wikipedia pages lol

Any special talents?

None that I can think of right now haha

Where were you born?

I’ll just say the American South, even though this region, alone, is very diverse. I’ll fight people on that lol it has a bad reputation for obvious (and valid) reasons, but good people can come from the south.

What are your hobbies?

Oh lordy: writing, crochet, sometimes knitting, I’m trying to get back into drawing, occasional baking, I’m taking a break from needle punch rugs, and I’m trying to convince myself to take a ceramics class and a stain-glass class.

I’m artistically minded, as you can see haha

Do you have any pets?

A kitty ~ a grey tuxedo lady named Darcy <3

What sports do you play/have played?

My parents tried and failed to socialize me through soccer, tennis, dance, and horseback riding. I did cross-country running on my own, surprisingly.

How tall are you?

5′2″ (158cm)

Favorite subject in school?

History and Art. I’d say English and Art were the most rewarding, though.

Dream job?

It used to be an actor or technical crew in theater. Now, maybe writer? I’m on a life journey at the moment haha

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Anyone who wants to do this can tag me <3

@chrisbitchtree . @passivenovember . @shieldofiron . @akioukun . @memes-saved-me . @mrsblackruby

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

I have just gotten into Ateez (they’re amazing, I took too long) BUTTTT

On god

On everything

Yeosang is so fucking AHHHHHH

The amount of money I’d pay to just have him whisper in my ear, that would have me going fucking crazy immediately

Aint no reason in the world for someone to be so fucking FINE.

I read the natal chart you did for him (Plus-Sized homies band together!) and oh my gooooooood

I love the jealous/angry sex trope so much

I ain’t even toxic but the thought of finding something to argue about just to have that kind of sex with him

Hooooo lordy I’d die happily.

So all in all

Yeosang hot, living in my brain, consuming my thoughts, I want hiiiim.

(Also hi! It’s me! @whatsk-poppinhomies 💗💗)

Hello my love and one of my fav moots!!

How are you?

Oh, I also read your goodnight moon and I loved it, you're one of my fav angst writers!!

I'm so happy you got into Ateez and I promise you won't regret, the fandom is similar to Stray Kids in the type of music you're attracted too.

Yeosang is absolutely gorgeous and he seems like such a sweet person

And omg, you're right the man is SOO FOINE!!!

Yes, let's embrace our plus sized bodies together! 🤜🤛

The angry/jealous sex would be so hot like Lawd have mercy..

'Is this what my little doll wants? For me to fuck the audacity back into you?'

Also it makes sense you'd be into yeosang because him and Jeongin have similar personalities.

[greenyvertekins]

Fuuuuck. My nose been been driving me crazy with the tickle and the sneezes and congestion. Which consistently gets worse at night and stops me sleeping well. So my mom got some menthol crystals, boiled the kettle and I shoved a towel over my head and tried to breathe the steam (Keyword being “tried”).

Maybe TMI but 5 minutes and some nose-blowing later and I am completely clear. Oh Lordy, the angels have taken mercy upon me! I can breathe! Did some good for my lungs too. So yeah, got a really terrible cold and lung issues and white tiger balm/Vaporub just ain’t doing it for you? Do a methol steam. I swear by the white gloves of Sonic IT WORKS.

[towritecomicsonherarms]

Part 23

(Ken leaves again and Vanessa leans in towards Barry)

Vanessa: I'm sorry about all that.

(Ken walks back in again)

Ken: I know it's got an aftertaste! I LIKE IT!

(Ken leaves for the last time)

Vanessa: I always felt there was some kind of barrier between Ken and me. I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. Are you OK for the trial?

Barry: I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas.

(Flash forward in time and Barry, Adam, and Vanessa are back in court)

Montgomery: We would like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand.

Adam: Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the best lawyers...

(Barry stares at Adam)

Adam: ...Yeah.

Lawyer: Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's gonna be all over.

Montgomery: Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn this jury around is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. (To lawyer) You got the tweezers?

Lawyer: Are you allergic?

Montgomery: Only to losing, son. Only to losing. Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd all like to know. What exactly is your relationship (Points to Vanessa) to that woman?

Barry: We're friends.

Montgomery: Good friends?

Barry: Yes.

Montgomery: How good? Do you live together?

Adam: Wait a minute...

Montgomery: Are you her little......bedbug?

(Adam's stinger starts vibrating. He is agitated)

Montgomery: I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, doesn't your queen give birth to all the bee children?

Barry: Yeah, but...

Montgomery: (Pointing at Janet and Martin) So those aren't your real parents!

Janet: Oh, Barry...

Barry: Yes, they are!

Adam: Hold me back!

(Vanessa tries to hold Adam back. He wants to sting Montgomery)

Montgomery: You're an illegitimate bee, aren't you, Benson?

Adam: He's denouncing bees!

Montgomery: Don't y'all date your cousins?

(Montgomery leans over on the jury stand and stares at Adam)

Vanessa: Objection!

(Vanessa raises her hand to object but Adam gets free. He flies straight at Montgomery)

Adam: I'm going to pincushion this guy!

Barry: Adam, don't! It's what he wants!

(Adam stings Montgomery in the butt and he starts thrashing around)

Montgomery: Oh, I'm hit!! Oh, lordy, I am hit!

Judge Bumbleton: (Banging gavel) Order! Order!

Montgomery: (Overreacting) The venom! The venom is coursing through my veins! I have been felled by a winged beast of destruction! You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped savages! Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way!

Barry: Adam, stay with me.

Adam: I can't feel my legs.

Montgomery: (Overreacting and throwing his body around the room) What angel of mercy will come forward to suck the poison from my heaving buttocks?

Judge Bumbleton: I will have order in this court. Order! Order, please!

(Flash forward in time and we see a human news reporter)

News Reporter: The case of the honeybees versus the human race took a pointed turn against the bees yesterday when one of their legal team stung Layton T. Montgomery.

(Adam is laying in a hospital bed and Barry flies in to see him)

Barry: Hey, buddy.

Adam: Hey.

Barry: Is there much pain?

Adam: Yeah. I...I blew the whole case, didn't I?

Barry: It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died.

Adam: I'd be better off dead. Look at me.

(A small plastic sword is replaced as Adam's stinger)

Adam: They got it from the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a little celery still on it.

(Flicks off the celery and sighs)

Barry: What was it like to sting someone?

Adam: I can't explain it. It was all... All adrenaline and then... and then ecstasy!

[sharkchanic]

. Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than mine? Funny, I just can't seem to recall that! I think something stinks in here! I love the smell of flowers. How do you like the smell of flames?! Not as much. Water bug! Not taking sides! Ken, I'm wearing a Chapstick hat! This is pathetic! I've got issues! Well, well, well, a royal flush! - You're bluffing. - Am I? Surf's up, dude! Poo water! That bowl is gnarly. Except for those dirty yellow rings! Kenneth! What are you doing?! You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! We need to talk! He's just a little bee! And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! Long time? What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? No, but there are other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them! Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night... My nerves are fried from riding on this emotional roller coaster! Goodbye, Ken. And for your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners made by man! I'm sorry about all that. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it! I always felt there was some kind of barrier between Ken and me. I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. Are you OK for the trial? I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. We would like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's gonna be all over. Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn this jury around is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. - You got the tweezers? - Are you allergic? Only to losing, son. Only to losing. Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd all like to know. What exactly is your relationship to that woman? We're friends. - Good friends? - Yes. How good? Do you live together? Wait a minute... Are you her little... ...bedbug? I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, doesn't your queen give birth to all the bee children? - Yeah, but... - So those aren't your real parents! - Oh, Barry... - Yes, they are! Hold me back! You're an illegitimate bee, aren't you, Benson? He's denouncing bees! Don't y'all date your cousins? - Objection! - I'm going to pincushion this guy! Adam, don't! It's what he wants! Oh, I'm hit!! Oh, lordy, I am hit! Order! Order! The venom! The venom is coursing through my veins!I have been felled by a winged beast of destruction! You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped savages! Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way! - Adam, stay with me. - I can't feel my legs. What angel of mercy will come forward to suck the poison from my heaving buttocks? I will have order in this court. Order! Order, please! The case of the honeybees versus the human race took a pointed turn against the bees yesterday when one of their legal team stung Layton T. Montgomery. - Hey, buddy. - Hey. - Is there much pain? - Yeah. I... I blew the whole case, didn't I? It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died. I'd be better off dead. Look at me. They got it from the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a little celery still on it. What was it like to sting someone? I can't explain it. It was all... All adrenaline and then... and then ecstasy! All right. You think it was all a trap? Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. What were we thinking? Look at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. What will the humans do to us if they win? I don't know. I hear they put the roaches in motels. That doesn't sound so bad. Adam, they check in, but they don't check out! Oh, my. Could you get a nurse to close that window? - Why? - The smoke. Bees don't smoke. Right. Bees don't smoke. Bees don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. That's it! That's our case! It is? It's not over? Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. Get back to the court and stall. Stall any way you can. And assuming you've done step correctly, you're ready for the tub.

"uh oh."