#once again I say Jude deserves better

[starryyvenus]

I literally can’t stand willem like saying he has an open relationship with Jude when it literally isn’t all it is is sex nothing else if it was an actual open relationship then he would also be dating other people as well but he’s not like if I was Andy or Harold or Julia I would be soooooo pissed that willem said it was an open relationship WHEN IT ISNT UGH I FUCKING HATE WILLEM HES THE WORST

[ggsbooks123]

Memories — part two of memory garden

warning: gets pretty angsty here and character deaths 😓 mentions of suicide (jude bby is guilt ridden)

summary: you don’t know how much longer you can take it. The thoughts eating away at you telling you to kill someone in your heart you knew was pure good… but what happens when the voices turn on you?

a lil disclaimer yall i mixed cressidas name with cresta without thinking and realised half way through… i couldn’t be bothered to go back and fix it so i continued using it 😭 cresta is cressida!

— —

The next morning I woke up to Boggs shaking me and asked me to step outside, the sun was only just making its ascent.

I notice my restraint is off, Boggs must have taken them off before waking me up, I took a deep breath. I wasn’t sure why he had done it, I was in no right mind.

My eyes lifted at the doorway, Peeta was right there… No. I shook my head, following Boggs out the door.

He stood gazing over the destruction of the city, I tightened my fist when the echo of a voice tried to break through. Not now. This was the outcome of war and nothing I did to them now would prevent this. But the voices never agreed.

“Wanted to check how you were feeling after your first night” He explained once I joined him at his side, it was nice that he cared.

I shrug, glancing back over my shoulder “I don’t think it’s a good idea that i’m here, I was getting help back at the district… I don’t know why i’m here” I definitely didnt think it was a good idea, Coin had sent me here knowing i was far from recovery.

“Coin always has a reason” Boggs muttered like he’d been reading my thoughts “I think she has no use for Katniss and Peeta anymore-“ He eyes filled in the blanks his words didn’t…

“She sent me to kill them” I whisper back realisation smacking into, I was a weapon, again. But it wasn’t the capital this time, it was the rebellion.

When will i be free?

The voice sounds almost sad and I realise that it’s not a voice, it’s my own thoughts. My own depressing and given up thoughts.

“She can try and turn you into some psycho killer but the people in that room care about you, even if you don’t see it. So do I, the three of you kids have seen more hell than anyone deserves” Boggs explains, finally turning from the city to face me. “You’re just kids”

I frown, glancing down at my hands. Kids. We weren’t even eighteen years old, it was something that defined so much about someone and id forgotten.

“Thank you” I whisper, movement from inside alerts me and I reach for my gun, what if Peeta took this distraction as an opportunity but then Katniss stepped out, my heart didn’t slow but my hands dropped.

“What’re you doing out here so early?” Katniss asked stepping closer but keeping a respectful distance, my hand clenched.

She’s with Peeta, they will kill us all. The desire to kill Katniss was easier to push down but when it came to Peeta is was a thirst for blood like no other.

I shake my head, not hearing what Boggs responded with.

“How are things?” Boggs doesn’t respond to this question so I glance up and see they both have their attentions on me.

How are things? I wanted to scoff, but I knew that I was an accident waiting to happen, they didn’t know what would set me off. Apparently just saying how are things is one example. I shake my head and I notice the flash of concern.

“I can only get better right?” I spit, I don’t mean for it come out like that but she flinches and Boggs places his hand on her shoulder.

I feel it, my hand moving on its own before my right slapped down on it, instantly both their eyes slammed to me and without further explanation i declare, “We need to put my restraint back on”

And with that Katniss went inside and woke the others and Boggs cuffed me again.

Finnick was the first to step out, alongside a girl with a vines blooming flowers across the left half of her shaved head “Jude, I wanted you to meet Cresta, she’d one of the directors for this whole thing”

I smiled lightly at her, hoping to be polite since she no doubt had to stay up for an hour and watch me last night. “Nice to meet you, are you from the Capitol?”

She nods, “Do I give off that capitol ignorance?” She asked as a joke but in her eyes I could tell she was pleading I said no which made me smile slightly wider. I liked her.

“No, no. I was just asking didn’t mean to hit right on the money” I shrugged, “Maybe after this I could read palms?” I raise an eyebrow at Finnick who seems to just be smiling at me. “What?”

“Nothing, just glad you’re finally started talking about an after this” And with that Cresta and him left me, sending my mind reeling.

After…

— —

The next few days were especially hard, we had to travel a few streets at a time due to these devices called pods, the game makers had created them, no death should be boring apparently.

One of the pods had contained thousands upon thousands of snakes, luckily they seemed to stop at a certain point. Just like in the games except we could activate them from a distance.

Some of the other pods though, made it harder to remember where I was and who my friends are. Boggs had set off the last pod, four explosions had destroyed the road before them and each explosive made unbidden thoughts enter my head.

Now we were slowly making our way through the Capital streets, it seemed bizarre to think that it was once luxury.

“How’re you feeling?” His voice breaks through everything, and my neck snaps to him as I take a step back, bumping into Finnick who seems to have noticed why and is already guiding me to walk again.

Peeta frowns, turning away for a moment before looking back at me “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you” Maybe he was trying to be nice, because we both knew it hadn’t been the reason.

“It’s- It’s okay. Really. Just a lot going on, and I think I’m feeling better. The questions that i’m asking help” I respond, trying to stay calm and push the voices away, though they’re not really there at the moment.

He seems to perk at my words before shooting over his shoulder “Ask one now, can’t hurt” I blow a breath, rattling through my brain for anything and then it clicked.

We’re back in the 75th Hunger Games, it’s a couple days in and we look utterly spent, I don’t even look like i’m making my next five steps.

I try to remember when this was, must’ve been right before the arena been destroyed, Peeta and I had run into the Careers and I’d paid with three strikes to my chest, Peeta not much better off.

The thought of the wounds made me reach for my chest, but they were gone. Magically healed by the Capital just to be tortured mentally.

I watch myself trip slightly but Peetas there in an instant, arm looping around my waist, holding me for dear life.

It looked so natural. Right. Together, his eyes never leaving me, concern dripping with every blink.

I hear him whisper like he’s next to me “We’re almost at the beach alright, just a little further” I can feel the desperation in his words, he needed me to make it.

I remember the exhaustion now, the utter fatigue I felt. The thought to close my eyes was over bearing but I couldn’t let Peeta down… win, I couldn’t let him win!

I snap out of the memory, luckily Finnick has my arms in his hands because i’ve stopped again and Peeta is looking at me with concern over his shoulder every few seconds. “Jude?” Finnick whispers and I take deep breath.

“In the last Hunger Games,” I began, trying to sort out the memory, he was saving me or was he the reason I ended up at the Capitol? “You saved me after the Careers attacked us, real or not real”

He frowned at the question, was it concern or hurt in his eyes, I didn’t know because when he blinked it was gone but then he stopped turning to face me. This time Finnick doesn’t push me forwards. He didn’t save you, and now he knows that he can’t get away with his lies anymore. Kill him!

Before I could act on the voices that abruptly awokened he speaks up, “I got you to that beach, then the arena went out and the Capital got you. So yeah, I saved you from the Careers but I couldn’t save you from the Capital and it’ll kill me everyday that you had to go through that and this and I couldn’t do anything”

His voice grew more anguished and devastated with each word and I found tears falling down my own face as he took deep breaths in front of me. The old me would’ve known how much this was eating at him, would’ve helped him but how could I?

I didn’t know me anymore. Or what I could do before I snapped.

I didn’t know what to say so I said “Haymitch told me that I- I told them if it came down to it, to save you” His eyes sharpened on me somehow, “I don’t blame you for what happened in the Capital, I never will. I’m sorry”

The air hung still as Boggs turned to them finally, breaking the moment “Keep up! We haven’t got all day” Peeta sighed, glancing at Boggs before solely landing on me again.

“Real. I saved you from the Careers” I smiled lightly, kill him, I shoved it down not paying any attention to it.

“Thank you” Finally, we began to follow the others down and around another corner. Soon we were arriving at our next pod, this one had a large arch with completely and utterly destroyed walls surrounding it left to right.

More destruction passed as they continued, how long before it’s too much, until the city isn’t even salvageable. Boggs told us to hide behind the walls while he set it off the next pod and then checked for anymore. We did as told, I took position between Finnick and Katniss and two other guys i didn’t know, Peeta and Cresta, Jackson and Pollux on the other side.

I felt anticipation, the voice had free roam when the pods went off. Too much going on at once, I couldn’t control it.

The pod detonation sent my mind spiraling, as I assumed, this one, four guns emerged from the wall and rained bullets into the archway destroying bits of the wall they were behind.

If you killed them their symbol would be gone, who would push that hope and if not for Katniss and Peeta, it would die with them. The voice stronger than it’d been in days.

No! I crouched further agaisnt the wall we’d taken cover behind, I’d been given my blank gun back for the promo but this was all too much, I felt the butt of the gun against my temple as I curled into my self.

I bring my head up and smack it against the gun, get out of my head. Get out. Get out! “My favourite colour is purple, I can’t wear red bows. Peeta saved me. My favourite-“ I repeat the words, whispered and keep bringing the butt of my gun to my temple.

A hand on my shouldern brings me back, at first my eyes catch the utterly devastated ones across from me. Peeta. He looks like he’d burn the world… For me. I break the eye contact quickly and the look in Finnicks eyes said it all. He didn’t have to go through what I had to understand, I didn’t know if I’d be able to do this without him, or Peeta… No matter how much I wanted to kill him sometimes.

Suddenly an explosion going off catches us off guard, did they set off another pod? “Boggs!” Katniss screams break the air, Finnicks hands move under my shoulders and lifts me to my feet, hauling me around the corner.

We both freeze at the sight, easily three of our squad members had been hit by the bomb. But it’s Boggs who lays in Katniss’s arms that makes my stomach drop and I’m almost sure I would have crumbled if not for Finnick. Bogg’s legs were gone, nothing but two stumps and onrushing blood.

Oh god, oh god. I slam my eyes shut and a ringing breaks out in my head. This is my fault, it’s all my fault, I never should have trusted them, Boggs should have never trusted them. The thoughts come harsher than they have in weeks and I can’t break away from them.

Kill them before they kill us all. This one isn’t my voice and I snap my eyes open sure I’d see his old and drawn face in front of me, but he’s not there. Relief fills me, but the twitch in my hand isn’t as my eyes dart to Peeta.

He must’ve been hit by the backlash of the bomb, Jackson was helping him to his feet as Cresta was helping one of the twins, who’d I forgotten were even there amongst all the chaos. His blue eyes darted around until they met mine and then they drifted to my hands.

I was holding my gun… I didn’t remember grabbing it, and it was full of blanks but it could still be a weapon. Kill him, I shake my head taking a step back at the same time I hear a click from afar, my head shoot’s up and I look to see l the other twin had rushed to help the other and had set off another pod.

I flinched ready for another bomb but instead the walls to the archway we just entered and the three others all begin to close, Katniss now standing from Boggs and holding the device he had seems to catch sight before anyone of us and the look of horror on her face is enough “Run!”

An arm grabs me and yanks me forward but my hands tighten on my gun, it was his fault. I can’t shake away these thoughts anymore, not after Boggs.

“Jude, keep it together!” Finnick spoke from beside me but nothing could bring me back, not after everything, everything that he’d done.

I felt my mind unscrewing, going barbaric at the thought of Peeta being so close and safe, he would make it out of this courtyard. And I tried to fight every single part of me that wanted to change that.

I couldn’t… Not after Boggs. You’re just kids, Peeta was a kid that had been the reason of hundreds and thousands of people… He had to die.

The air thrums around us as we rush up the stairs and I take this moment to look over my shoulder, a wave of black liquid lurches towards us and with utmost certainty I don’t want to find out what happens if it reaches me but then my mind flicks.

No consequences, kill him and die knowing you saved innocents. I wanted to shake these thoughts away, Peeta rushing up behind me tells me that he’d probably only run when he realised I was safe but a larger part of me knew he had some hidden agenda to kill me and cause more harm than good.

I had time.

It was the last confirmation I needed, shoving Finnick off me and throwing myself at Peeta, I let one of hands release the gun as I grab for his shoulder but his foot catches something and I only manage to grab his shirt as we go rolling down a few of the steps as he tries to fight off my grip, I hoped I had timed it right.

“Jude! Don’t” He cried out, finally managing to grab my wrist so I raise the gun in the other, “You have to die” I whisper, unsure why I needed to say it before I bring down the gun and finally, finally-

I’m shoved, NO. Snow’s voice screams in my head and I let out a cry, the yell breaks my skull open and I feel every ounce of rage pouring from the word.

His anger becomes my own and fuels me as I jump up from the ground and grapple the man from our squad who had ruined ruined ruined everything.

I knew it was wrong, some part of me as my ears rang and my mind exploded, but I couldn’t stop stop stop. The liquid rushed behind the man in my arms now, we’d spun, had I done that? Before my foot lifted and connected with his middle and I sent him into the abyss of oil.

Then it was all gone, the ringing, the voices and my mind was clear. I just killed a man. Someone must have grabbed me because i’m moving but I don’t feel it and I don’t care I’d killed someone, killed killed killed.

I feel the tears now as a door slams shut behind me and I hauled up my stairs, these are wooden not stone. The voices come back but they are no longer on my side. And it’s my own voice.

You killed an innocent. You need to die, you’re a danger. And I agree, I scream and scream that I want nothing more than to be dead and I must’ve actually been screaming because soon all I see is the same abyss I had forsaken another to.

— —

An explosion wakes me up and proceeds to remind me of everything that had happened before I succumbed to the darkness, I took in my surrounding the only light coming from the curtained window that Katniss and Gale were peering out of.

Whatever had just happened outside had affected Katniss more than Gale, and as I shift my position to get a better look but it’s useless, Gale lets the blinds close.

I let my eyes dance around the room, there’s more people in our group than I had realised, two men sat together checking the other for injuries, another man I seen but still didn’t know the name of stood with Cresta while Finnick and Peeta sat watching the window that Katniss and Gale were at. Jackson was no where in sight, I didn’t want to see her anyways, the guilt would twist even further. The twins… gone.

I swallow the sickness I feel, I had been so crazed I hadn’t taken the time to even get to know them.

All of the squad was far from me, I realised I was placed on stairs and the rail along it is what my hands are cuffed to.

Now you can’t hurt anyone. That hadn’t changed, no longer would I fight the urge to kill Peeta, somehow my wish of not killing him had been granted. Now I had to try not to kill myself, though that statement was half hearted.

Suddenly the familiar ring of the Capitals announcement played and my veins grew cold until one of the squad members spoke up “All the tvs in Panem are connected to the announcements, if the powers on then the shows running”

I rolled my eyes, the power that they could flush into abandoned apartments was incredible when some districts could barely keep the lights on for an hour or half.

The anthem continued, causing me to close my eyes but that only let the voices free reign in the darkness.

You could’ve been helping them stop this instead you let the Capital control you. I grit my teeth together not being able to take in what was happening on screen from the inner battle I was having with my own thoughts. You nearly killed Peeta and you were proud of it.

I nearly threw up.

My skin was on fire, pure and unadultered disgust and shame with myself, how could I have not realised that killing Peeta was the worst possible thing I could do, I would be nothing. Nothing, there was no way to put into words what would happen if he died.

And by my own hand, I closed my eyes. No. Never again would I let them win, hurt him. Never. I’d kill myself before I ever did something like that again… If I was even given the chance of redemption after what I did.

I open my eyes as I hear my name mentioned and see that the Capital is replaying everything that’s been haunting me since i woke up.

I watch the black oil like substance hurtle it’s way towards us, and I see it clearly now, Peetas eyes are on me waiting until I’m safe and clear before he runs after me and in that split second decision i’ve made one aswell.

Watching it on the screen was horrifying, my arm reaching for his throat but finding his shirt instead, us rolling together and still the look of murder on my face, so twisted it doesn’t even look like me before Mitch yanked me off and I thanked him by kicking him into the pod trap.

His scream echoed through the screen and I flinched, I’d been so full of rage and out of it I hadn’t heard it or seen as a metal cage lined with spikes shot from the oil, encasing the now dead Mitch.

I close my eyes unable to watch the rest. Monster, monster, monster. My voice spits over and over again, these I can’t shut out. It’s simply my thoughts the more I push it triples.

“Well, what’s next?” Jackson asked out of sight, I glanced around the room yet none of them seemed to look at me. I understood why they wouldn’t, some of them knew Mitch.

I killed their friend. Yet no one responded.

Was it not obvious? “I- I killed him” I whispered, all of their heads snapped like my voice was the last they expected “You should either leave me here or put a bullet in my head so no one else dies”

In the corner of my eye I see a hint of blonde flinch at my words, but I’d nearly killed him if it wasn’t for Mitch… Now he was dead, I didn’t get to live. “It’s the only reasonable solution, you can’t tell me i’m wrong”

“You’re wrong” Peeta cut in before anyone else could agree or disagree, I couldn’t tell by their faces and yet none of them cut into Peeta “You are restrained and we have a watch on you, Mitch knew what he was signing up for, we all did”

I looked away from him. This wasn’t right, my thoughts were against me now but what happened when they turned on him again? Because they would.

“You saved me once, you’ll be saving me this time aswell if you just-“

“No”

My eyes met his and I knew I’d never seen the fire in his gaze that he’d held this moment, Peeta was not budging on this. I frowned, I was a liability why couldn’t he see that?

My mind flashed to solutions, none came to mind. “There has to be a way where if I know i’m going to snap that I can stop myself” My words break at the end as I gaze around the room, there’s only silence “Please… please”

Gale steps forward and I see Peeta take a step but Katniss stops him, and I’m grateful as the brunette boy crouches down and pulls something from a hidden pocket.

A small pill, it was hard to think it’d do what i asked, delicately Gale pushed the pill into my own hidden pocket and patted it “It’s Nightlock, no pain and instant. Only if you have to”

I nodded, hesitantly but promising “Only if I have to”

And with that they set out, planning a course of action. The pods were too often now, they would have to stop constantly.

It was time to go underground

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- … sooo part three?!?

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DONT SCREAM AT ME IK IM AN ASSHOLE IM SO SO SO SORRY FOR MAKING YALL WAIT MY GOODREADS GOAL WAS SLACKING HAD TO CATCH UP HOPE YALL LIKE THIS XXXX

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[zuhamuses]

♡ " A mess "

Pairing: Jude Jazza x Kate (MC)

CW: lots of cursing + jealous jude!! (Tho it isn't much of a warning, lol.)

Note: My 2nd entry for @judejazza 's event!! I hope everyone likes this Jude fic <3 divider & header by the lovely @natimiles

Jude's eyes followed her figure as soon as she entered the dining room. Her smile lacked its usual cheerfulness, and her eyes looked sad.

That expression of Kate's broke something inside of him. This wasn't the first time she was wearing that look. Of course. She was living in a castle with cursed people, but Jude knew that wasn't why she looked so down.

Jude clicked his tongue in annoyance, but his eyes quickly looked her over... making sure she was doing physically well... that she wasn't harmed. He quickly looked away.

He was pissed. Very fucking pissed if he had to be honest. Whatever they both had going on was messing with both his head and heart. Jude Jazza was smart, but he couldn't find it in himself to put a name to their "relationship."

When she got hurt, he had wanted to kill all of those people right then and there. Her smile brought a strange sense of calm over him. She was beautiful -- fuck. Shit. He mentally cursed himself and faced her.

"How was yer date?" He basically spat the words out with that sadistic grin on his face.

Kate huffed and narrowed her eyes, looking angry. "Why are you looking so smug, Jude?"

He barked out a laugh, leaning back on the chair. "Smug? Whatcha talkin' about, Princess?"

"Do you take pleasure in seeing me hurt?"

Jude looked at her straight in the eye. "Ya should have the answer to that already."

Her face was red. Kate was fuming. The earlier hints of sadness from her expression were all gone.

"Why do you even care? Huh?" She questioned him, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I don't fuckin' care." Jude replied, expression mirroring hers.

"Then you shouldn't act like you do. Even if he didn't come to the spot--"

He threw the newspaper in front of him, a little too aggressively.

"Then ya will agree to meet that fucker again? Even if he stood ya up two times already? Princess, do ya have any self-respect?"

Kate gasped. "Jude! Just what is your problem? I don't get it!"

Shit. He messed up. Her eyes were filled with tears and... he was the cause. Jude mentally laughed at himself. He was warning Kate about a guy while he was the worst of them all. Surely, the Princess deserves better.

He took slow strides towards her. "Do ya like him?"

"... What?"

"That lousy fucker who can't even show up on a date, and stood ya up twice."

"That's none of your concern."

He took slow strides towards her, but Kate wasn't moving back. She stood still in her place, curious to see what he was going to do. Her eyes were fixed on him, studying his every expression and movement. Kate's eyes were shining as always, but she had changed so much...

She turned even more beautiful.

"He doesn't deserve ya. Ya are wastin' too much of your time." He said nonchalantly, bending down slightly to meet her eyes. "Or do ya like bein' stood up?"

"I can't understand you, Jude Jazza..." Kate breathed out, eyes narrowing once again in fury. "You push me away, say harsh things, then act like you care about me. Just what do you want?"

He clicked his tongue, and they both kept staring at each other. They weren't able to break eye contact, or they just didn't want to. Jude wondered... just what was she actually thinking?

He reached out to wipe a tear that had escaped from her eye. His hand was rough from his line of work, but his touch was gentle.

Kate's reddened cheeks, her big eyes filled with curiosity, her laughter and giggles, the way she would listen to him, and how she had tried to keep him safe during missions... that was all so precious to Jude.

"He can't treat ya good, ya dummy." He said softly.

Kate was silent for a while, but then she spoke in an equally soft voice.

"If he can't... then can you? What are you implying, Jude...?"

His expression as he looked at Kate was so gentle, so soft. There was no sarcasm in his voice as he replied, "Yeah, if ya don't trust my words, then wanna test it out?"

He chuckled upon seeing her flustered and surprised expression. Yeah... he wouldn't trade her for the world...

[formulafootball66]

the 1 - jude bellingham

a/n: second fic! thank you for your sweet comments, your likes and your follows! ps! i snuck in some taylor swift references, from her song the 1! pairing: jude bellingham x reader warning: language, mention of sex wordcount: 2000 summary: jude never seemed to like you, but you can’t get him off of your mind, since that one time thing. then one night everything changes.

part two is on my profile

It’s so hard to concentrate on doing your job when he is watching. His full concentration on you. He’s in the field. You’re on the sideline. You feel his eyes burning in your back. No doubt he’s thinking of possible insults. It doesn’t even bother you anymore, you’re used to him being so rude.

But you persist and resist to ask him that one question: if one thing had been different, would everything be different today? Did everything what happened in the parking lot still affect him? Did it mean nothing, or is it reason he’s treating you like that?

While wondering about this question, you feel yourself thinking about the day it all went down.

It was your first day of work. You had everything planned out. Your outfit, which water bottle you would take with you, which shoes were the nicest, which make up you’d wear. Everything was supposed to go perfect. It’s working for Borussia Dortmund, you had to not mess this up. You needed the money as an exchange student from England.

But it already went wrong the second you parked your car. A car honked at you and the driver opened his window. “Yo, that’s my spot! Get the fuck out of there!” He yelled, pissed and overreacting. You decided to just park in another spot, not wanting to ruin your first day.

You hoped that you wouldn’t have to see that asshole again. Trying to not be bothered by the rude boy, you walked into the stadium. You found your new workspace, slowly but surely, and the coach and manager greeted you. Their English was funny, they had a thick German accent. They told you what they expected from you and what you’re supposed to do today.

After a good thirty minutes they tell you to go meet the team. You nodded excited to meet the team you’ll working with.

When you walked into the gym area, you immediately saw him. He noticed you too, while doing some fitness exercise, which you didn’t what was called. Your eyes wandered over his body, sweaty and gleaming. Is this how that boy looks after a heavy workout? Is this what he would like after sex?

Fuck! You weren’t supposed to think that. An asshole like him didn’t deserve to look like he was sculpted by a God himself. You stopped looking when you saw he was about to say something.

“What the fuck is she doing here?”

“Bro, you know her?” A blond guy asked.

“She tried to steal my parking spot this morning,” he said, clearly still holding a grudge over something. It shouldn’t be that big of deal.

The coach gives him a stern look. “Jude Bellingham, no need to be rude. Boys, meet Y/N, our new photographer for social media. Y/N meet the boys you’ll be working with.” Feeling so many eyes on you, you felt uncomfortable.

“Uh, hi?” You tried, on hoping it would be less awkward.

Millions of voices said back a quick greeting.

“So, Y/N, why don’t you get started now. You already have your stuff, and we need photos of the players keeping themselves fit.” The coach said and you nodded. Okay, all you needed to do is take a couple pictures of these guys. Then your eyes wandered over the room once more. Oh god, how did you only realize that half of the team was shirtless?

The coach said his goodbye and I was left alone. You felt trapped in the lion’s den. But oh well, you needed to do your job.

So, there you were, moving around the place following the players everywhere. You definitely took a few good shots and you had edited them to look even better. You just didn’t want to mess anything up. The only thing that was messed up was Bellingham giving you snarky remarks every second.

At the end of the workday, you were exhausted. When the coach came up to you and he told you to get to the meeting room, you were scared. Were the photos you turned in not good enough?

Everyone was in the room, the team, the coaches and the social media team and some other staff members. You felt Jude’s eyes on me, watching every move.

“So, we just wanted to walk through your best photos. For the opinions of the social team and the players, alright?”

You felt nervous, were they all here for you? You nodded and the woman who leads the social media team opens her PowerPoint. You nervously played with the necklace hanging around your neck.

Everything went right and commentary on the photos was mostly positive, so you were very pleased with yourself.

“Now, we are going to show you our favorite picture of today. This shot will probably make all the girls go crazy. This is a perfect photo!” The woman said, in English with a thick German accent.

And, oh God, you immediately knew about which photo she was talking. She showed the next slide and there it was.

A picture of Jude throwing water over himself while he was shirtless.

He looks at me with a smirk and mouths “I knew you were staring”.

You shook your head and blush. Damn it, don’t let this boy affect you!

The younger players let out a whistle. “Bro, that’s a good one. Some many girls will lose their shit! Like you could meet some woman on the internet, show here this picture, and take her home!”

He didn’t say anything. He was still looking at you.

The manager closed off the meeting and everyone went home. But when you were about to step into my car, someone held you back.

“Y/N, wait a minute. Come on, I’ll make it count.” You turned your head around, probably faster than you should’ve. Jude. You close the door of my car and stood in front of it.

He looked you in the eyes, having to look down, because he’s mad tall. “I bet you enjoyed seeing that, huh? Bet you imagined all kind of things about me.”

“What are you talking about? I was just doing my job!” You said in your defense, but you have none.

“And I bet you thought about kissing me.” Now he was really pushing it too far. Sure, you thought he was attractive, but kissing? With him and his rude personality?

“I didn’t- “

“Because I know I did.” He said, before slamming his lips on yours. You let out a gasp and he took that opportunity to slide his tongue in. With his arm around your body, he slightly pushed against the car. You finally gave in to the kiss, your tongues swirling around each other. You let out a groan when you felt his hand on your ass. Your hands traveled up to his hair and you pull him closer. This earns you a groan from him. The kiss was getting more passionate by the minute.

After what felt like hours, he broke the kiss. “Even better than I imagined.” He winks and walks away, leaving you speechless.

It feels unreal to think about this again. Like he never said to you that he wanted to kiss me. Like he actually kissed you. You realized your thoughts were far away, so you focus on doing your job again.

Working for Borussia Dortmund was really exciting, but so tiring. You’ve been working as the team’s photographer for 6 months now. It is really a dream come true. It’s a shame that it is way less enjoyable with Jude around.

You promised yourself to not think about him again. You focused back on the important match. FC Koln versus Dortmund. Right now, Dortmund was in the lead, with 0-1, due to the goal of Julian Brandt and the assist of Bellingham. You got a couple of good shots of the celebration of the goal and their extremely focused faces.

You hear the familiar whistle, announcing that the first half is over. The team is pretty positive. Sure, that they could win this match.

But it all went down when FC Koln made two goals in 3 minutes. The boys haven’t lost faith in this game yet, but it looks worse and worse for them. Dortmund is surely trying to get back, and Jude even has a shot on target. The shot was sadly blocked. He is clearly mad about it. He looks at you, and you capture a picture of this slightly enraged Bellingham.

A while later, around the 71” minute of the game, the opposite team scores again. 3-1. Oh shit. Then a miracle happened. Benno Schmitz, from FC Kohn, scores an own goal! There was a bit of hope again for Dortmund.

But after 10 minutes the ending signal sounds. We lost. The guys clearly look upset. After a pep talk from the coach to the team and you editing the photos, you had taken today, you return to the hotel.

Back in your hotel room, you just chill for a bit. Replying to e-mails, checking the website of the club to see your photos, eating in the restaurant downstairs. At about eleven you were going to bed.

But your moment of peace, was the disturbed by a loud knock on your door. You groan and put on robe, who the hell comes here at this hour? 2 a.m. really?

You open the door and see Jude. “The fuck?” You let out, not knowing what to do. He just walks in straight to your bed, but then not walking straight at all.

“You’re drunk.” You state.

“That’s your fault.” He says, letting himself fall onto my bed. What the fuck is going on? How is it my fault that he’s drunk?

“It’s because you’re so pretty. I can’t stop looking at you, did you know you look really cute when you’re all focused on your camera?” He said with a big smile on his face, but that later turned into a pout. “You made me miss. You looked so pretty.”

Okay, now you’re really confused, is he being honest? You know what they say, drunken words are a sober mans thoughts. Did he really think that? And if he did, why did you still care? “And here I was thinking you hated me,” you said, trying to get more information out of him.

“No!’ He speaks. “You’re just so perfect, I can’t focus if you’re around. So, it’s easier to pretend like I don’t like you!”

God, he talked to me like I was a toddler, saying it like it is the most obvious thing ever. But it isn’t, why does he say this shit? If he wanted you, he really should’ve shown! Not by treating you like the worst thing to ever happen to him. You just feel so confused, definitely feeling something for this boy. Maybe this was all a drunken lie, but the butterflies in your stomach wouldn’t hear anything from it.

“Come on, let’s get you to your room,” you told him, looking at his state.

“No! Please, I want to stay with my girl!”

And goddamn, if your heart didn’t fluttered at hearing those words. The butterflies are going crazy too. It felt too good to be true.

“Fine, you can stay. Only because I am not able to carry you back to your room.” Your reason was pretty good, but you knew it was not completely true. He nods excitedly and takes of his shirt.

“Hold up, what are you doing?” You say, but you can’t your eyes raking over his body. This man is so fine.

“I’m getting comfy!” He puts himself to bed, laying under your blankets. “Don’t be shy, come lay with me, I’m tired!” Like it was his cue, he yawned. You join him but stay close to your side of the bed.

And none of them will ever know how they ended up tangled with each other, sleeping peacefully in each others’ arms. What they do know is that things will never be the same again.

~

[bitchinbarzal]

WE DO

part two of this

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The topic of this missed date wasn’t really brought up again after that. Mason knew you’d be upset and you understood how busy he was so you weren’t surprised just upset.

While he was at practice all day you’d decided to head out and get Jude new clothes for the fall, that was your excuse just to go shopping.

Of course you bought yourself stuff as your way of making yourself feel better, considering it was all on Mason’s card.

When you’d eventually left the mall you got a text from mason.

from: mase 🤍

drop lil buddy off at your brothers and come home please! his stuffs already there. love u!

You frowned and read the text again before driving off and following instructions. When you’d arrived at Trevor’s house, the door opened and he pulled Jude from your hands

“I’ll take that, thanks!” And closed the door before you could say a word.

“This is weird” You mumbled to yourself.

Pulling into the driveway, the lights were out and it looked like nobody was home. When you opened the door you called out for your boyfriend and walked through into the living room where there were candles spread out across the room and a dining table set up in the middle with flower petals — something straight out of a romcom.

“Mase?”

“Right here” he mumbled from behind you, making you jump a little until his hands settled on your waist calming you down.

“What’s all this?” You ask, looking around the room in awe once again.

He sighed “I messed up the other night so this is me making it up to you because you’re so special and you deserve to be spoilt”

“You didn’t have to-“

“I did. You do the most for us, me and Jude and you’ve been an absolute unit in this house since he came home so you’re right, I didn’t have to do this because you deserve so much more”

You turned in his hold to look at him now “I love you, thanks for doing this”

He leans down to kiss you “I love you too, you deserve it all and more”

[laiqualaurelote]

Follow up question from your Ted/Trent one: would you elaborate on your S3 disappointment? Thanks for letting me pick your fascinating, insightful, brilliant brain!

You're very kind. My disappointments with S3 are manifold but I will try to sum them up here.

There was a pervasive wrongness to much of this season that had not previously been present, unlike in S1 and much of S2, where radical kindness was a driving force and storylines would seem to be heading towards a predictable trope, then be surprisingly and pleasingly subverted. Several S3 plotlines were handled in a way that left an unpleasant taste in the mouth, without any catharsis attached. The truly baffling Shandy storyline is a prime example of this. I thought at first that this was part of a wider plan (the dark forest, so to speak, from which we would eventually emerge) and defended the show to friends as such, but weeks went by and it became clear that a show that had once been meticulously, lovingly plotted in every detail had devolved into a haphazard mess.

Story arcs came and went with no perceptible purpose. The show promised Important Social Commentary (the attacks on Sam's restaurant, Keeley's sex video leaking) then failed to revisit these issues once the episodes in question were over. Plot points were hinted at, then never brought up again (Higgins broaches the subject of firing Ted to Rebecca; this is never returned to.)

The characterisation was a mass of unfulfilled potential. Why make the reason for Sam not being chosen for the Nigerian national team Edwin Akufo's cartoonish grudge, and not his S2E3 calling out of government corruption, which would have made far more sense narratively and given Toheeb Jimoh far more to work with? Why tell us repeatedly that Keeley is a PR genius, then fail to have her take charge of her own PR crisis? Instead of Shandy proving to be a bad hire, surely a better way to show Keeley learning to be a good leader would have been for her to integrate Shandy and Barbara's diverse skill sets and attitudes into a functional workplace dynamic. Why not show the most key milestones of Nate's reformation, especially his confrontation with Rupert when he quit West Ham? for that matter, why give the moment of a West Ham coach standing up to Rupert for ethical reasons not to Nate, but to George Cartrick? I think we were robbed of a truly meaty Nate villain-and-back arc.

The season finale was a mess. Ted barely seemed present. I'm not a Tedbecca shipper, but even to me the fakeout at the beginning seemed unnecessarily cruel (and a waste of time in a season where so many things were not adequately explored or given closure). The truly bizarre choices in the final montage, especially Beard's Stonehenge wedding with a conspicuously absent Ted, were the final straw. That Ted needed to return to Henry was, for me, without question, but the way it was handled was deeply questionable.

What bothers me a great deal is the lack of change. Characters either regressed (Roy and Jamie re: Keeley, Ted re: Michelle) or had no agency in major crises inflicted upon them. The opening and closing close-up shots are meant to be of the character that changes most over the course of the season. This holds true for Rebecca in S1, and Nate in S2, but not Ted in S3. What changes for Ted is circumstance: he is in London, leaving his son; then he is in Kansas, back with his son. He himself, however, is not shown to be changed to a degree significant enough to close the show on.

This is not to say it was all bad. There are things I love very much about S3: Roy and Trent's surprise dynamic; Nate/Jade; the Hey Jude scene; the strings exercise; Beard's Jean Valjean backstory; the entirety of Sunflowers, a near-perfect episode that deserved the Emmy writing nomination that was mystifyingly given to So Long, Farewell. It is only that we were asked to believe that the showrunners knew what they were doing in delivering us the final season of a three-season arc, and we did, and that belief was not rewarded. Therein lies my disappointment.

[w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l]

||Jude × Forrest||

Forrest and Jude were still and his wifes grave and talking about dani again and how Val is growing up he starts to get some pretty bad feelings again and before his brain to mouth filter could work he found himself saying" look. i might not be what this kid deserves. but i'll be damned if i'm not gonna stick by them until someone better comes along. "

Jude didn’t think much of it, didn’t even bat his eyes a second faster or anything. “Alright. Let’s let what’s behind us be behind us, if you need a babysitter Dani loves the kid and once they start getting puberty age, shits gonna hit the fan so make sure you don’t lose mine or Dani’s number. We can help you and then through their first transformation when the time comes.”

[fstwdsstuffandthaaangs]

Until the heart stops beating.

It's been a whole year since the corruption in the Commonwealth ended with the imprisonment of Pamela Milton and now it's people could finally live in peace.

One day,Daryl decides to open up to Judith about a painful part of his past.

*********************

It's been a whole year since the corruption in the Commonwealth ended with the imprisonment of Pamela Milton and now it's people could finally live in peace.

Many good people had fallen to achieve a better world but now they lived in the hearts of the survivors who could finally take a long break after years of struggle and suffering.

Daryl Dixon was sitting on a lonely bench in the middle of one of the city's huge and peaceful gardens.

The misfortunes experienced over the years had taken their toll on him, and in his heart, the scars of life were still healing.

-"Hello Uncle Daryl!" Judith's enthusiastic voice snaps Daryl Dixon out of his thoughts as the cheerful girl approaches him, greeting him with a smile.

-"Hey Jude, what brings ya' here? Weren't ya' playing with the other kiddo?"- The man asks with a smile.

-"We weren't playing! I'm training them to become great warriors! Just like you!"- Judith answers while sitting next to him.

-"I ain't no warrior, Judith."- Dixon laughs at the girl's witticisms.

-"Of course you are! Y'all are! You, Aunt Carol, Aunt Maggie...!"- Judith exclaims, not giving up.

-"You see lil'ass kicker,we're not warriors, we just did what we had to,the right thing."- Daryl wisely explains.

-"Well, you are to me, without warriors like you,we'd never have been able to have what we now have."- Little Grimes speaks while looking around her. -"This is already a home, a happy place to grow and have a future...like Eugene and Max, for example, with their new baby! Have you met her? Her name's Rosie and she's very cute."

-"She is... She reminds me of you when you were that age." Daryl laughs softly, remembering that time, now so many years ago...

-"When will it happen to you Uncle Daryl?"-Judith suddenly asked curiously.

"What do you mean?" Dixon raised an eyebrow in confusion.

-"Well, you know, fall in love and start a family! Be happy! If someone deserves it, that's definitely you!"- The girl responds with a smile and at those words,the smile on Daryl's face faded a bit, although Judith didn't seem to notice and continued speaking: -"I fell in love with Hershel and one day we will get married!"

When Judith said that, Daryl couldn't help but chuckle at the little girl's joviality, but he didn't interrupt her and let her continue speaking: -"Have you ever been in love uncle Daryl?"

Daryl didn't expect that question at all and at first he didn't know whether to answer or not since it would open many painful memories that he'd kept only for himself, however, after a few moments, he decided to answer:

-"Yeah...once, a long time ago."

-"Really?" Judith exclaimed surprised and Daryl nodded with a slight smile.

-"And who is it?"- the curious girl asked tentatively, still surprised but eager to know more about this hidden side of uncle Daryl.

- "You didn't get to know her Jude..." Daryl responds, sighing as he begins to open up the past again.

The girl didn't interrupt, prompting Daryl to continue and looking at him with wide, expectant eyes.

-"Her name... was Leah."- He confesses.

-"And...what was her like?"- Judith asks being all ears.

-"Well...she was loyal, brave, daring...sometimes so hardheaded and irascible..."- Daryl chuckles slightly before continuing: -"But deep down she had a great heart, and a great soul...and she could be so tender..."- The man says closing his eyes and had a soft nostalgic smile on his face.

-"And...what happened to her?"- Judith asks again, fully immersed in the conversation, and when Daryl heard this question, he felt a pang in his heart, remembering what had happened.

He didn't know how to answer this and it took him a while to figure out a way to do it:

-"You see...sometimes, because of the cruel circumstances of this life, a person's demons can end up taking the total control."

- "Is that why she's not here anymore?"- Judith asks sadly and Daryl nodded looking down ruefully.

"Do you miss her?"-the kid asked innocently.

-"Uhmmm."-Daryl nodded silently again and Judith didn't say anything else, she just remained silent, sitting next to him and feeling very bad for her uncle.

-"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have asked."- She apologized after a few moments.

-"Don't worry kiddo, everything is fine."- Daryl assures her, smiling slightly and rubbing her little shoulder, however, Judith felt bad and didn't know what to say, so she kept silent until she found the right words, the same words that her Uncle Daryl once said to her to comfort her:

-"You know what Uncle Daryl? Nothing can take the place of someone you love being gone, but that doesn't mean that everything that follows is gonna break your heart."

When Dixon heard those words, he smiled and nodded in agreement with Miss Grimes, because love doesn't stop when time passes,or you live in different places,not even when somebody's gone. Little Sophia, her brother Merle, Beth, Glenn, Leah... all those people who were now physically gone, each and every one of them would continue to live in Daryl's heart until it stopped beating.

[i0veless]

# ❛LINES IN RED EVENT

Welcome to the lines in red. my February event is where I share my fav lines from some fics I have written and others I have read. I plan to do more events like this every one or two months, but we will see how this goes. feel free to do one yourself and tag me in them, as I would love to read some of your recs and be introduced to some amazing new writers. also, I must preface that some of these fics are 18+, including smut and possibly triggering content, so please proceed with caution (also, these are only a handful of the amazing fics that are posted by these amazing writers, so I recommend that you check out some of their other works as they are well worth a read).

fics :: mine

🎟 - "He wanted Y/N L/N, but unfortunately, not all dreams came true." ➛ guitar string heart by me

🎟 - "Hello, Kylian and friends, have you seen my fucking food." ➛ sweet ice skater by me

🎟 - "Oh, and yeah, and by the way, my man's name is Kylian Mbappé." ➛ let me make it clear by me

🎟 - "she was obsessed with being the belle of the ball, having her "perfect" love story - an ideal devotion." ➛ toxic attraction by me

🎟 - "Y/N come home the kids miss you" ➛ wag in traning by me

🎟 - "nice flowers who choice them..." ➛ red + blue by me

🎟 - "cuz your his at the end of the day." ➛ dating achraf haikimi by me

🎟 - "you deserve to be spoilt like royalty" ➛ dating kylian mbappe by me

🎟 - "but god, did his beauty look insignificant standing next to you" ➛ dating joao felix by me

🎟 - "everyone wants to be you or be with you" ➛ dating jude belligham by me

🎟 - "he looked at her like she hung the moon and the stars, and perhaps in other life, she had." ➛ dog days by me (coming very soon)

fics :: football

🎟 - "star girl makes her entrance." ➛ star girl by @like3dbypierregasly

🎟 - "100%, hey if they get married we will be related." ➛ like their older brothers by @mbappebby

🎟 - "The only number 7 I wanna see lifting that trophy is my number 7— Our seven." new romantics by @peaky-shelby

🎟 - "giving you a long lasting strawberry scent all day— the only problem? Neymar was severely allergic to them." ➛ love to hate me by @luvneymar

🎟 - " you and kylian have a complex history, complex relationship." ➛ valentines day disaster by @prettypleiades 

🎟 - "everything you wished I gave you?" ➛ it was never us by @photmath

🎟 - "She may have been called silver but he had got the gold. And he was never going to let her go again." ➛ jealous love by @silvervioletvalentine

🎟 - "we get another cat." ➛ ball gowns and galas by @neymarsangel

🎟 - "you came in a time in my life when I needed something extra and I don’t need it anymore." ➛ the other woman by @70strekkie

🎟 - "Still here? Might as well cuddle with me, chère." ➛ the butterfly effect by @kiryoutann

🎟 - "hop in then, princess." ➛ psg sweethearts by @photmath

🎟 - "why couldn’t people love me? Why not me? Why can’t I be loved?" ➛ why not me by @applejuicefruit

🎟 - "you felt like your heart had been ripped out your chest and smeared across the walls of the shared home you once had with mason." ➛ betrayed by @tomsparkyr

🎟 - "when we were seventeen he birded me up and the rest is history as they say!" ➛ behind the dream by @stopsavinchat66

🎟 - "it meant so much to you then, but now it meant nothing to you." ➛ space by @iguessweallcrazyithinktho

🎟 - "maybe your joão was never really yours but always kind of hers." ➛ her by @yungbludz

🎟 - "they both knew it wouldn't be the last time." ➛ I'll always be there for you by @richarl1son

🎟 - "i’d be ronaldo by the way, he’s the better looking one of the two." ➛ tell me lies by @okayymochi

🎟 - "chérie? How much hair do you think I have?" ➛ a little bit of care by @karotland

🎟 - "always passing, never meeting." ➛ the sun and the moon by @notbluees

🎟 - "It would be an absolute bestseller" ➛ when in paris by @keanureevesisbae

fics :: formula one

🎟 - "oh, good heavens!" ➛ the origin of russy bussy by @sebscore

🎟 - "it can still be me." ➛ love you goodbye by @micks-afterglow

🎟 - "actually, it’s black coffee with four sugars." ➛ people watching by @silverstonesainz

🎟 - "is little lando in his emo phase?" ➛ lonely hearts club by @astonmartinii

🎟 - "I don’t need his approval." ➛ disapproval by @holllandtrash

🎟 - "at this point, you were ready to throw a match at McLaren headquarters and call it a day." ➛ angry by @whorekneecentral

🎟 - "I live fot it." ➛ unless you like that by @monzamash

🎟 - "I’ve always been creative and good with words, hence the love letters"➛ love languages by @astonmartinii

🎟 - "people, don't take the words of twinks seriously" ➛ twitch war by @sebscore

🎟 - "there in the corner of the room where you placed the engagement ring back in his hand and left his life behind quietly." ➛ overly sincere by @leclsrc

🎟 - "what's a charles?" ➛ european romance by @leclvrc

🎟 - "liked by pierregasly" ➛ trophy husband by @leclercs-posts

🎟 - "now would be a bad time to start negotiating..." ➛ homecoming by @danielfuckingricciardo

🎟 - "she got scouted by a moulding agency when her mugshots were leaked" ➛ bad bitch by @schuvries

🎟 - "why did you get to be the golden child? did he not deserve the same treatment?" ➛ the red string of me and you by @libraryofloveletters

🎟 - "I’ve got a lot to make up for then, haven’t I baby." ➛ first time for everything by @paradisehamilton

🎟 - "he goes, and wonders for the rest of his life what would’ve happened if he stayed." ➛ you gotta move, or move on by @absolutelynotmate-archive

🎟 - "she was used to suitors being somewhat reserved and intimidated by her title or being blinded by it." ➛ royal by @pucksandpower

🎟 - "here is a simple device to cut your own hair!" ➛ all I want for christmas by @micksslut

🎟 - "I'm completely in love with you." ➛ let it snow by @writingshushf1

🎟 - "Max had one question left." ➛ romeo asked juliet three questions by @xhopelesslyromanticx

[parasytte]

yoyo! i love your page so far :D, and i saw that you take requests (prior from one of your posts about one of your oc's LMAO), so i had a thought: (any oc that would fit this situation btw) what would he do if their partner (us) successfully escaped the grasp? where would the partner go, and would they find us? if they would find us, how fast or how slow?

omgg what did i do to deserve such sweet anons ?? thank you !!! and yes, my requests r open rn :-)) (as stated in my bio !) i decided to do all 3 cuz why not ? hope you enjoy !!!

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<3 august wells first reaction is complete panic.

<3 he tries to calm himself, looking all over the house, every nook and cranny while calling out your name, but he can't find you.

<3 once the realization that you've escaped sets in along with the panic, he sheds some tears, but august once again calms down (as much as he can, anyway). panicking won't help him find you.

<3 august knows everything about you. he knows how you work, how you think. dare i say he knows you better then yourself! so, it doesn't matter where you go. he knows the places you'd think to go. and he will find you.

<3 does burst into tears when he finds you LMAO

<3 he's the fastest to find you out of the three.

<3 when morgan hickks comes home to find you not in your usual spot, he doesn't panic.

<3 he calls out your name .. no answer. are you playing a game?

<3 he looks all over the house, but he just can't find you anywhere. so, you're not just playing a game with him ...

<3 are you two having another lover's quarrel? he starts to think about what he might've done to make you angry at him, but then he realizes that oh shit, you're not home. you're outside. alone.

<3 this is where he panics, starting to worry about if you're safe or not, and starts searching for you.

<3 morgan will find you. he doesn't stop until he does, but he is the slowest to find you. he knows a lot about you, and he'll figure out where you would go, but morgan's not as good at thinking straight in high-stress situations.

<3 jude myers knew it was going to happen. he knew you were going to want to leave. why did he think someone as amazing as you would want to stay with someone like him?

<3 he breaks down sobbing with shaking legs as he looks for you, calling out your name, but you're gone.

<3 jude has stalked you for a hell of a long time. he knows you better than anyone, he knows the special places you go to that you think nobody knows about.

<3 he doesn't stop shaking and crying the whole time he's looking for you. when he finds you he's run out of tears to cry and he's shaking, barely able to breathe with dried tears on his face as he takes you back home.

<3 is the second fastest to find you out of the three.

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this was fun to write !! also, if you want to send in an ask and you 1. don't know if its something i write for you can look at my pinned post where i briefly explain what i write for, and you can always just ask me ! or 2. dont know if my asks are open its stated in my bio !

[slightlyrebelliouswriter23]

Cardan must have REALLY believed in his whole “mortals are lower than folk” speech bc man’s really ran around in flowers and was thieving food like a wild animal for his whole childhood.

From HTKOELTHS it sounds like this went on until like what 14…15?

Like sdggsfjj bro what do you mean by betters when the twins were just minding their business in normal clothes. I can’t get the image out of my head of when cardan saw the young twins at court and he was just running around like a fucking cryptid and went “ahh yes…the barbarian mortals”

the thing i love about Holly's characters is that they are all three-dimensional. even the villains have clear comprehensible motives, both on and off-page. even the villains have backstories and struggles that effect their actions and reactions.

and thus, even the villains are capable of growth.

1) i think it's wrong to assume Cardan would think to associate his childhood with words like "lower" or "less-than" or "barbaric".

just because we, the audience, might look at his childhood and know that it is not the life of a prince, doesn't mean he understood it wasn't normal at the time. he has no other frame of reference for what constitutes a healthy childhood, so of course he wouldn't think (at least initially) that it was strange.

what's more, i don't even think i would associate his childhood with words like "barbaric" or "lesser". those words imply intention. they imply fault or inherent unworthiness. they imply that the person had a choice.

Madoc murdering the girls' parents in front of them was barbaric. Balekin beating Cardan with a belt as punishment was barbaric. a child, neglected by those responsible for caring for him and being forced to run around naked and steal things to survive, is not a barbarian.

2) with victims of abuse/neglect, oftentimes it's about believing the lies we are told.

there are other factors, certainly. but abusers maintain a lot of their power over victims by feeding them lies and getting them to doubt their own capacity for critical thought.

we see this with Jude, as well. at the beginning of the series, she too believes that mortals are lesser, because it is the lie she has been told over and over again. a lot of Jude's arc is about finding the power in being mortal, and learning to embrace her mortality rather than hate herself for it.

similarly, all Cardan's life, he's been told that the fae are above humans. that he is a Prince of Faerie, which also makes him above all other fae. that he is entitled to power for simply being born in a bloodline. since he's been told this time and time again by those in authority, why should he doubt it?

3) in abusive systems, everything is transactional. what good are you to them if you don't provide something for them?

another lie Cardan has been told is that the only way to earn people's attention/affection is to use his power for them. this includes the way Asha gets him to demand material things and social status for her being some of the only times she paid him any mind.

but it also includes Cardan's ability to uphold the values and beliefs of his abusers. we see this when Cardan, a fae, is bested by Jude, a mortal, which goes directly against Balekin's belief that fae are superior to mortals–therefore, in Balekin's twisted mind, Cardan is deserving of punishment for his failure to uphold that belief.

it's only natural that Cardan, wanting to be good and worthy of affection, believed what the authorities in his life believed, without question. he saw them use their titles and fae-ness to get what they wanted, so he used his title and fae-ness to earn the affection that was not given freely. and, i expect, to feel powerful for once.

a lot of his character arc in the series is about learning that unconditionally going along with what powerful people think/want/do does not equate to power itself. that agreeing to everything someone says will not garner their affection. that fear is not the same thing as love.

so in short: yes, nonnie. i think Cardan did truly believe mortals were inferior to fae. but, considering his upbringing (which does not at all excuse his actions), it's really not surprising in the least.

we are not born with values. they are instilled in us through the words and example of those around us.

–Em 🖤🗡

more theories & analysis

[nagirambles]

Rambling about Fairies - Manga Chapter 170

Honestly, I love the wonderful and tragic implication of Lisanna being alive in Edolas. it’s great it turned out to be Lisanna and the reunion with Mira and Elf is so beautiful, but I fully understand people who don’t like it too. 

There just wasn’t any meaningful buildup to that reveal before we were suddenly given whiplash at the end of the arc. It felt like a shock for the sake of shock, especially since Lisanna doesn’t do anything meaningful narratively after she returns. 

I’ll say it first. I love Lisanna a lot. A LOT. But only in flashbacks and as my fan version of her. In canon, Mashima chucked her aside and sometimes I almost wished she stayed dead because I loved her as who she was in the flashback, as someone so kind and meaningful to everyone. After she came back, Mashima stopped caring about her character, and everything I once loved about Lisanna just stopped happening and was replaced by another face in the crowd. I wish she continued being a wonderful and hailed character, and Mashima should have stopped before he ruined her. 

Often I wonder how it all would have been with a Lisanna that truly wasn’t ours. If this truly was Edo-Lisanna instead of Earth’s. I love how tragic the Nali story is, similarly to how I love how tragic Jude and Lucy’s story is. It just adds so much depth around Natsu’s personality and dynamics with other characters, and I feel that is a bittersweet note of growth and development for him. 

This moment was a powerful climax to Lisanna’s so long buildup of existence. I just wish more was done with it in Edolas before she just returned home. Did she even need to return home? Like, even if it wasn’t to bring her home, what was the point of reintroducing her in Edolas if she wasn’t to become an important/semi-vital part of the Edolas narrative like Edo-Lucy? It would capitalize on their similarities one last time, you know? 

I wish more was done with her potential in Edolas, because just look. Natsu was about to cry. Lisanna being here actually brought a genuine, emotional tear to Natsu’s eyes, and as I’ve mentioned, we don’t usually see that in the manga.

I wanted to see more of this. More of Natsu figuring out how to deal with Lisanna being alive here. I want a dilemma of him not knowing if he should care for her, if he should ignore her, if he can ignore her. Not just Natsu nonchalantly moving on to the serious issues, that makes no sense. (Even if you don’t ship Nali romantically, please, you’ve got to understand, his long-dead childhood friend showed up alive. Who just moves on like it’s nothing?) There was so much buildup to how much Lisanna meant to all of them, so Mashima not following through with it upsets me just as much as the Mystogan-Wendy situation. 

Heck, not just Natsu, I want Happy to react! Natsu is strong enough to hold back, Happy is lost and confused and there’s no better opportunity for him to run to Lisanna for comfort because someone he thought was dead is alive. 

So you know, I will forever despise how Mashima turned this situation comedic for no reason. It’s just so tone deaf to the buildup thus far. Even if that wasn’t their Lisanna, Natsu deserved a moment to actually be vulnerable and express his damn emotions without being thrown into a comedic light. 

Like, I just want Natsu and Lisanna to interact. How ridiculous is it that they don’t ever interact? Literally Lucy and Gray gatekeeps him from it, they can’t even share a greeting before Lisanna is whisked back into being nothing, the plot captures them, and they never interact again. 

This is the stupidest way to end their old friendship without any closure, and I can’t believe anyone could justify this horrible writing. Even the fucking Mystogan-Wendy reunion had more substance to it and that is also rock bottom. 

[inmyfxith]

Oversight - Final Part.

Pairing: Kit Walker x reader

OC: None

Warnings: None

Words: 1k1

Part. I, Part. II

The common room was dimly lit, the only light coming from the single bulb hanging from the ceiling. Kit could make out the figure of his wife Alma, lying on your shoulder. His heart sank as he recognized you. You were the woman he had promised to protect when he was himself a patient at Briarcliff.

You were lightly caressing Alma's hair while reading her a story you had written. Kit could not make out the words, but he could hear the soft cadence of your voice. The story was about a woman who was saved by a knight that ironically seemed to look like him.

Kit cleared his throat, and you looked up. He could see the surprise in your eyes when you recognized him. You stood up, and said, "I'm glad to see you again, Kit."

Kit could see the sadness in your eyes. You were still here, after all this time, and Briarcliff had become even harder for sane or insane people alike. Your scars had faded slightly over time, but due to the lack of access to care and the mistreatment of pseudo-nurses, new scratches were born. He nodded and stepped closer to Alma, taking in her peaceful sleeping form. He wanted to tell you that he was sorry for leaving you behind, but the words stuck in his throat.

You gently touched his arm and said, "I'm sure she'll be glad to see you when she wakes up." You smiled sadly at him before turning away, giving them some privacy.

Kit watched you go with a heavy heart. He had failed to protect you, just as he had failed to protect Alma. He only hoped that he would be able to do better this time. He knelt beside Alma and looked into her sleeping face, knowing that he would do everything in his power to save her.

You nervously shuffled into the other room, taking in the grim sight before you. Sister Jude, who had once been an intimidating figure of authority, now sat before you in a state of disarray. Her once crisp and pristine habit was now faded and tattered, her hands bound with chains, her figure slumped in defeat. You couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy in your heart as you approached the former ruler of Briarcliff.

"Sister Jude, I'm here to see you." You said with a soft voice, the tension in the air palpable.

Jude looked up at you with a weary expression, her eyes sad and full of regret. You took a deep breath, your heart pounding in your chest. You had every reason to hate this woman, every reason to want revenge. But instead, you found yourself wanting to help.

"I wanted to see how you were doing," you said, your voice gentle. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Jude looked away, ashamed. "No. I deserve to be here."

You took a few steps closer, your heart aching for this broken woman. "No, you don't. We all make mistakes, Jude. We can all be forgiven. And I'm here to help you."

You took Jude's hand and gently rubbed it, a small gesture of kindness. Tears filled Jude's eyes, and she looked up at you with gratitude.

"Thank you," she whispered.

You smiled back, your heart swelling with warmth. "Anytime."

From then on, your days were filled with nothing but your desire to see Jude and Alma slowly recover, and try to make them smile despite the environment they were in. But slowly Alma's condition began to deteriorate and one morning in 1969, Alma Walker was gone.

Kit arrived at Briarcliff late in the evening, his eyes red and puffy from crying. He had been informed of his wife's passing just earlier that day and he was determined to say his goodbyes. You had been staying in the morgue all day, with Alma's body.

You gently took him in your arms and held him close, offering your condolences. You were deeply affected by Alma's death and the sorrow in Kit's eyes was too much for you to bear. You wanted to do something to help him.

"You must be so lost without her," you said softly, your voice full of compassion.

Kit looked into your eyes, and in a sudden urge of desperation, he asked you. "Will you come with me? I can legally save you and bring you home with my daughter. Please, Y/N."

You were touched by his offer, but you shook your head. "I can't leave Sister Jude alone here. She has been through so much. I can't abandon her."

Kit did not understand at first. How could you care for someone who had hurt you so much? But as he watched you speak so lovingly about Jude, he began to understand.

You showed him how Jude had changed and he saw for himself the transformation of the woman. After several minutes of contemplation, Kit came to a decision.

"Then let us both go," he said. "I will take both of you home with me. You do not have to be alone anymore."

You were overwhelmed by his offer, and you gave him a tearful nod of agreement. Kit had just given you a chance to start a new life, free from the horrors of Briarcliff. It was a chance you would never forget.

You smiled as you watched Sister Jude walk out of Briarcliff Manor, the heavy wooden doors clanging shut behind her. She had been held against her will for far too long, and now finally she was free.

You offered your arm to Sister Jude, and the elderly nun took it, leaning heavily against you as they made their way to Kit Walker's car.

Kit was waiting for them, his eyes fixed on you as you approached. He opened his arms and you stepped into his embrace, feeling the warmth and comfort of his embrace. Kit kissed you tenderly, his lips lingering on yours for a few moments.

"Thank you for freeing me," you said softly.

Kit merely smiled and nodded, but his eyes spoke volumes.

The three of you drove away from Briarcliff, leaving it far behind. You soon arrived at Kit's house, and you were amazed at the sight. It was a beautiful home, with a large garden and a bright, cheerful atmosphere.

Suddenly, a young girl dashed out of the house and ran up to Kit, wrapping her arms around him.

"Daddy!" she cried out happily.

"This is my daughter, Julia," Kit said, introducing her to you.

You smiled warmly at the girl, feeling a wave of warmth and happiness wash over you. You had finally found a family of your own.

[genuinerio]

happy fifty second birthday, river,

river, i just want to say thank you once again for the influence you’ve been to me for the currently, past nine years. since i was eleven years old to now, a girl freshly in her twenties (twenty years old to be exact). it’s crazy to think that i’m almost twenty three.

it will forever break my heart that i will never get the chance to see you alive and living, i am forever jealous of the people who got to do so. the chance in getting to enjoy the experience of actually going to the movie theatres to see a movie of yours as it was recently released, getting to collect all the teen beat, tiger beat magazines and having your magazine clippings (like i know, i would of keanu too)! plastered all over my bedroom walls or even, getting the surprise of getting the chance to even maybe meet you in public and getting to share the story and say, “i met river phoenix.”

and so far, i’ve done exactly that, i may have not gotten to meet you but i have been collecting and purchasing numerous of older magazines that feature you of the eighties but unlike other magazines, i keep them in the plastic magazine cover and refuse to look at them other than through said plastic so i don’t ruin it. or, even staring at my two posters of you on my bedroom walls, the vinyls i have that rain released in tribute to you, the movies of yours i have along with the t shirts. i even found my own version of mikey’s iconic red barn jacket that i was quite obsessed with wearing, myself.

i know that i will always try my best in continuing to pay tribute to you in numerous ways, whether it was going vegan for five years but previously, vegetarian for three to four, getting a tribute tattoo once i turn twenty three (in three years!), whether on your birthday or mine or the joy of having a son and naming him river jude.

it was in january of this year, that i was immensely heartbroken… the viper room is soon scheduled to be demolished and that hurts to think that, the place i normally always have myself make a quick stop to when visiting los angeles to pay tribute is now, going to be gone.

i don’t know a way but will eventually, try my best in doing so to pay tribute. other ways, is the fan pages i have, whether it’s partly on here along with multifandoms, my twitter fan page or my instagram one or tiktok. i cannot believe how somewhat popularity growing my page on instagram is, a lot of followers and fans that are huge fans of you, river and rightfully so.

i wish i got the chance to tell you, thank you especially for the genuine and down to earth person that you were, a talented actor who like keanu, is truly genuine. sometimes, i feel like since you died, the only kindest soul is the acting industry that i can remember off the top of my head and are my personal favorites are keanu and selena but i’m definitely sure there’s more.

i’m truly sorry for the things you had went through where you felt substance use was the only source of a coping mechanism, you truly deserved better and it hurts that you died so young when you had a great future ahead of you.

rest in peace river and once again, thank you for the kindest guy with a beautiful soul. and like amelie, i will always remember you and hold you dear to my heart as you will always be forever loved and missed. happy fifty second birthday, river jude phoenix.

[a-tale-of-legends]

@weliveinapokemonworld another conversation but it's about the idea you suggested about Leon taking in Giselle as the new chairman of Galar. But it's not between Leon and Giselle no no no. It's between Leon and Jude.

___

( this is probably via a video chat. And Leon is trying his best not to be intimidated by Jude's stare. He can't help but wonder if they're worse than Oleana's....)

Leon: ....

Jude: ....

Leon: .....so-

Jude: Let me get me straight. You, Leon Ramirez, Chairman of Galar and Head of the Battle Tower.

Leon: Yes.

Jude: Want me, Jude Bellrose, Champion of Kalos.

Leon: Mhmm.

Jude: To get you into contact with a potential new candidate to take your place as Chairman.

Leon: Yes.

Jude: .....I don't need to tell you that's absolutely absurd all of that is.

Leon: I know but-

Jude: First of all, this isn't just some standard job application. This is the role of Chairman and you think I could just hand it to you?!

Leon: Well-

Jude: Secondly, you want me to contact people I don't even know?!

Leon: Can I-

Jude: Have you even considered the absolute scandal it would be for someone in Kalos to be Galar's chairman?! I'm still doing damage control over those rich stuck ups over here, Arceus knows how things will be in Galar!

Leon: Jude-

Jude: Leon you are a Chairman. You are the one responsible for your region. And now you're just going to throw it away?! * slams hand in desk* If you weren't capable of handling such a task then why the fuck did you take it?!

Leon: BECAUSE I HAD TO!

Jude: !

Leon: You saw the news. You saw what happened. The regions was in shambles after the darkest day with no Chairman to at least give the illusion that everything was going to be okay. Naomi was still young so I couldn't just let her handle all of that pressure!

Leon: Besides, I already failed once by not catching Eternatus, even helping them. I mean, things are better now between me and them but I still failed, Jude. I failed to protect them.

Leon: I thought it would be better, and honestly it was! I've never felt more free in my life! I never had so much control over myself for years.

Leon: But I- I didn't know how to handle that. Everything was so new when they shouldn't be a the next thing I knew I'm drowning in paper work and trying to meet even more deadlines and I just-

Leon: I can't do this anymore , Jude. I can't.

Jude: ...

Leon: ...

Jude sighs, rubbing the bridge of their nose before looking back at Leon. The bags underneath his eyes were unmistakable, and he looks like he's about to cry. Shit.

Jude: *sigh* Look Leon I-....I'm sorry Leon. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. You were simply asking for my help and I spat it in your face. You didn't deserve that and I'm sorry.

Leon: I- o-okay.

Jude, nodding: I understand that you were and still are under a lot of pressure. I'm sorry I didn't realize that earlier. I should've known better * they eye him for a bit* Are you- no. You said you can't take it anymore, and it's not my place to question your mental health like that.

Leon:....

Jude: ....What's with that look?

Leon: N-nothing! I just.... wasn't expecting all of that, hehe.

Jude, narrowing their eyes: Are you trying to say something?

Leon: N-no! Not at all!!

Jude: Hmph * crosses their arms to think*....this plan of yours is still.....risky. Why don't you choose someone from your own slate? I'm sure there's someone qualified to...*notices Leon's face hardening* Ah. Lack of faith in those you thought you could rely on around you. Yeah I get that. That's fair.

Jude:Alright. Fine. I see what I can do. I think there was a candidate for Malva's spot that was a business woman. I'll see if I can get her contacts. But you're the one sending the email.

Leon, smiling ear to ear: Really?! Oh thank you, Jude, thank you!!!

Jude, trying not to get flustered: Yes, yes, whatever makes this call end faster.

Leon: Whatever you say, Jude.

Jude: Ugh, whatever. I'm heading out.

Leon: Bye Jude! Thanks again.

Jude: Hm....oh and Leon?

Leon: Yeah?

Jude: You look like shit. Go sleep. And maybe find yourself a therapist if you haven't already.

Leon: I-

Jude: Bye.

Jude ends the video call, leaving a very stunned Leon.

[baekhvuns]

RM afraid of Barca?! Bestie... pls 😭 I don't think so, but they need to get their shit together for sure, invest in younger players, because Benzema won't be there forever. Their recent season was 👌🏻 let's keep it up. Lmao not the Sheikhs buying all the top football stars? And for what 💀 for more money obviously, but that's just ridiculous. Kaka let the devil on his shoulder win 👀

You can try searching the basement, good luck, there are spiders in there! Maybe even snakes who knows 😉

I'm gonna watch one of those "I read Harry's book so you don't have to videos" to see what's going on there

Waiting for old Exo to come back, their last comeback was so-so, but hoping for the best! Can't believe Shinee and Exo will be coming back again <3 Shinee world tour... I think it's safe to say their world is very limited lmao. Okay but wtf was that GOT song, slightly better than Step Back cause the bar is in hell, but it felt so long and chaotic yet I felt like nothing happened 😭 and the MV? So unoriginal it's so sad, free these women! I haven't checked the mini yet, cause I don't feel motivated

That manhwa might be nothing special, but it's pulling at my heart strings. They're both whipped I'm afraid lovesick boys... oh yes, pls do start reading it's a slow burn and the beginning is frustrating for a few reasons, but it's fun. Also I realised something about my boy Eunhyuk and it's devastating, I feel so bad for him 💔

That bathroom scene in HP, iconic dare I say, yes! I was shaking for real lmao

Omg yes, young Jude had this Italian or French feel to him, a few British actors had that thing to them when they werw younger.

With the way some fansites act I'd not trust them around Seonghwa I think we should be present as well to make sure they're not acting up. Seonghwa bodyguard team! And I can take pictures, I'm better than some of those glorified paparazzi

Usually coloured ink is a bit more invasive(?) let's say, it depends of course. Actually snake's skin is very soft, I was truly surprised. A few people who were always against snakes kinda changed their minds once they felt the skin, but obviously bigger snakes look very intimidating

STOPBTHAY VIDEOOSOOSOOKAJJSJSJHAHAHA Seonghwa's smile is so sweet, the way his whole face lits up and his eyes 😢

The fact some stupid men and simp girls call Shakira crazy, I mean she's doing a lot lol, but he deserves it! Shakira Isabel Mebarak Holmes. Oh god I'd just move out tbh, but this is much funnier

I'll re-read model ONE DAY okay...

San was channeling his inner Loid Forger in that suit

I have to be honest I only found out like a week ago what rizz means, I'm a boomer <3

Sugar baby Hwa? That's my material baby girl

This whole thread 🧎🏻‍♀️and truth

I love him but this is fucked up, I won't tolerate this, I bet his alarm wakes everyone but him 💀

MY ROCKSTAR BABY

Did you see Jeonghan and Ten at YSL? And where the fuck is Seonghwa?! These stupid brands are useless!!!

Oh about Varanassi, it was years ago so I can't tell exactly, but I don't think so? I don't believe in spiritual things so I wouldn't really know sjhsuaajsjshbabshs I only feel weird in big empty Catholic churches (maybe because I'm not baptised and the devil inside me is trying to jump out 😆), because they're just too quiet and weird in general - DV 💖

hi hello!!!

RM afraid of Barca?! Bestie... pls 😭 I don't think so, but they need to get their shit together for sure, invest in younger players, because Benzema won't be there forever. Their recent season was 👌🏻 let's keep it up. Lmao not the Sheikhs buying all the top football stars? And for what 💀 for more money obviously, but that's just ridiculous. Kaka let the devil on his shoulder win 👀

come on anon let’s be real here bestie we both know the truth 🤚🏻🤚🏻with none of their players batting an inch against the 18yo, almost reminded me of that one special 19yo boy with long hair 😮‍💨 afraid is just a small word 🤚🏻defeat is best served when barca does it <3 rm rarely wins by a lot when versing barca, while barca can do 5-0 and u know that’s true too, rm fans agree too 😭😭😭 main reason for a mid rm season is: ancelotti 🔫 he changed the positions and playing style a lot tbh

mancity took this to heart

and the match today! ronaldo punched, got a free penalty, did a siu on a friendly 😭😭 got tackled by ramos, neymar missed pen, and then ALL of them being subbed off 😭😭

im convinced messi’s some secret comedian bc ain’t no way this man is just losing his shit like this

You can try searching the basement, good luck, there are spiders in there! Maybe even snakes who knows 😉 /// I'm gonna watch one of those "I read Harry's book so you don't have to videos" to see what's going on there

WELL IM GONNA TAKE U WITH FOR THAT PART, YOU ARE OLDER AND IT IS UR DUTY ACTUALLY TO LOOK OVER THE YOUNGER ONES 🤨 RULES ARE RULES ACTUALLY 🤚🏻 id rec this one person partially bc her voice is so nice & from an eye of a brit 😭😭 & this one does a pretty good job at it!

Waiting for old Exo to come back, their last comeback was so-so, but hoping for the best! Can't believe Shinee and Exo will be coming back again <3 Shinee world tour... I think it's safe to say their world is very limited lmao. Okay but wtf was that GOT song, slightly better than Step Back cause the bar is in hell, but it felt so long and chaotic yet I felt like nothing happened 😭 and the MV? So unoriginal it's so sad, free these women! I haven't checked the mini yet, cause I don't feel motivated

how many days left till baekhyun 😭😭😭??? 15 DAYS 😭😭 15 DAYS 😭😭😭 THEY ARE COMING BACK OUR SAVIOURS BACK TO BACK !!!!! bro raised sm’s stock by 30% by breathing, he’s actually bigger than sm 🤚🏻the last cb, def on the lower end with their insane title track history, considering that we’re all used to do much, this one def was more of a bside material! (prob the only title track by then that i do not indulge in that much)

BUT U BEST BELIEVE IM DONT FIGHT THE FEELING SCREAMING WHEN IT COMES ON but the bsides i don’t think i listened THIS much to some bsides, they were funky dancy and really good!!,, BUT LAY 😭😭🤚🏻 SHINEE EXO TOUR IS COMING TO SAVE SM FROM ITS BANKRUPTCY !!! WE BETTER !!!!! GET !!!!! BUG BUDGET !!!!! watch shinee just do a sk, jpn tour 🔫🔫

YEAH SLIGHTLY BETTER THAN THE LAST ONE FOR SURE! the gugugugu part is catchy but also annoying, ur right it felt like nothing happened, no hype, no promo?? did not find the songs on the album that good! but a few of them are okay! mala is good! but it’s very,,, similar to the tittle itself, one of them almost felt like an extension to it actually

That manhwa might be nothing special, but it's pulling at my heart strings. They're both whipped I'm afraid lovesick boys... oh yes, pls do start reading it's a slow burn and the beginning is frustrating for a few reasons, but it's fun. Also I realised something about my boy Eunhyuk and it's devastating, I feel so bad for him 💔

ITS PULLING AT UR HEART STRINGS !!!!! anon ur whipped by this webtoon 😭😭 STOP THATS SO CUTE BUT THE BLACK HAIRED ONE 😭😭😭🤚🏻 his is a little too soft 🥰 i will begin to read it <3 TELL US GIVE US THE PAIN

That bathroom scene in HP, iconic dare I say, yes! I was shaking for real lmao //// Omg yes, young Jude had this Italian or French feel to him, a few British actors had that thing to them when they werw younger.

tbh the half blood prince movie set itself 🤚🏻 iconic as hell,,, snape dying 😭😭 RIGHT HE HAD THAT AURA, it was very old money vibes! quite a lot of british actors have that vibe, cillian is one of them.

With the way some fansites act I'd not trust them around Seonghwa I think we should be present as well to make sure they're not acting up. Seonghwa bodyguard team! And I can take pictures, I'm better than some of those glorified paparazzi

ur right, we are his assistant, pr and bodyguard team. 3 in 1 🤚🏻we monitor EVERYTHING and i think we have experience as we are avid followers of football and can catch bs on the field right away 🔫 catch us giving red cards to fansites

Usually coloured ink is a bit more invasive(?) let's say, it depends of course. Actually snake's skin is very soft, I was truly surprised. A few people who were always against snakes kinda changed their minds once they felt the skin, but obviously bigger snakes look very intimidating

AHHHHH-

u touched a snake.

STOPBTHAY VIDEOOSOOSOOKAJJSJSJHAHAHA Seonghwa's smile is so sweet, the way his whole face lits up and his eyes 😢

RIGHT 😭😭 his ENTIRE face just blooms when he smiles

and then he does this

The fact some stupid men and simp girls call Shakira crazy, I mean she's doing a lot lol, but he deserves it! Shakira Isabel Mebarak Holmes. Oh god I'd just move out tbh, but this is much funnier

NAHHHH I SEE COMMENTS LIKE “shakira this is not good, ur feelings should not be out”??? oh and he can??? bro played the song in front of his kid and roasted THEIR mother WHEN THAT MF CHEATED how low can u drop tbh I LOVE HER PLS THE PETTINESS IS ON PAR, THE GOVERNMENT NAME DBDB

the internet is so funny 😭😭😭 love how viral it is becoming <3 her and miley’s song

I'll re-read model ONE DAY okay... //// San was channeling his inner Loid Forger in that suit //// I have to be honest I only found out like a week ago what rizz means, I'm a boomer <3 /// Sugar baby Hwa? That's my material baby girl

ONE DAY. WHEN. 🔫

JEBWKDHSK BOOMER 😭😭😭 san’s a different breed, i do not know how i survive this man

anon.

This whole thread 🧎🏻‍♀️and truth //// I love him but this is fucked up, I won't tolerate this, I bet his alarm wakes everyone but him 💀

this man is so dramatic, i do not know how hongjoong tolerates him, im convinced they all throw hands at least once a month 🤚🏻 bc i def would, he’s asking for it too

MY ROCKSTAR BABY /// Did you see Jeonghan and Ten at YSL? And where the fuck is Seonghwa?! These stupid brands are useless!!!

GIRL I DID BRWKFHKWHDKW TEN IS MAD. THIS BRO IS SO INSANELY ATTRACTIVE!!!! WHERE IS SEONGHWA??? HE’S THE AMBASSADOR???? WHYS HE NOT THERE,, in the wake of everyone being a ambassador, i need him to be one too he is always representing them

but those photos dropped so im ok <3 a little <3 he looks so nice in the middle one!

Oh about Varanassi, it was years ago so I can't tell exactly, but I don't think so? I don't believe in spiritual things so I wouldn't really know sjhsuaajsjshbabshs I only feel weird in big empty Catholic churches (maybe because I'm not baptised and the devil inside me is trying to jump out 😆), because they're just too quiet and weird in general - DV 💖

LMFAOOOO 😭😭 ive always heard churches have this strange aura inside, kind of uptight and all,,, right! ive also heard that varanasi has this strange feeling to its environment bc it’s so heavily religious so i wondered if u had felt the same! FBWMFHWK MAYBE THE DEMON IS TRYING TO JUMP OUT 😭😭

two worlds colliding ayo

uh ,,, double uh

day 49 of me convincing u should come here, we unlock this very magical place in summer