#one of the tiktokers I follow just got a position to work for city and it’s like go off!!

[paulodybaeeela]

I always feel so much pride when I see women excelling in male dominated fields like sports. Like YES QUEEN, show these men that women not only belong everywhere but they can do the job so much better!!!

[chuluoyi]

✎ mission: baby steps !

- gojo satoru x reader

the three times gojo tried to make his baby love him (and how he miserably fails)

genre: full crack, dad!gojo being a sore loser, your baby being mean (he only wants peace, really), and obviously, fluff !!

note: a little thing for father's day ehe <3 i know i said i'll work on smut in the polls next but uhhh, this comes first ok?! :') i just love the idea of gojo vs baby don't mind me *sobs* and all the scenario here come from the tiktok/reels you've sent me!

a part of gojo's love entries

general masterlist

There are many things that come with being a jujutsu sorcerer, and when you are Gojo Satoru, those things seem to be multiplying like bunnies.

This essentially means less time with his wife and baby. Look, he could finish missions fast, but when sent to other cities, even he couldn't abuse his teleportation powers all the time to return to Tokyo.

And so, as much as he hated it, he couldn't fault his baby boy for forgetting him.

"Look, it's papa," you rocked your son with a smile, consoling him as he wailed right after Satoru held him. "Don't cry, don't cry! Papa just got back from a long mission, he's not scary!"

"Is he scared of me?" Ouch. The thought prickled him. It somehow felt sourer than seeing Principal Gakuganji's face.

You hummed, seemingly (or comically?) deep in thought. "Hmm, in baby's point of view: a big, bad man suddenly picks him up, of course he's scared."

"I'm not a bad man!"

Okay, he wasn't having this. Satoru adored his baby to bits and he would want him to at least know it. It's settled then—he would be taking paid leave just to spend some time with his baby.

This would be his mission for the next three days!

DAY ONE

The day started off great. Baby Gojo was relatively calm, a bit fussy here and there but Satoru could definitely handle him.

"Look, a plane is coming!" he said playfully, moving the spoon in the air to attract his baby's attention. "Open your mouth wide!"

Baby blinked at him with the straightest face ever. His two blue orbs were the very same as his father, and yet they held disinterest so great that it was a wonder Satoru didn't notice.

He then playfully smooched baby's face, but he scrunched up, cringing in response.

And later, another achievement unlocked: Satoru successfully got his son to sleep for his afternoon nap!

"You're so cute, sigh." Satoru poked his baby's cheek lightly. "You look like me, but when you sleep, you totally look like your mama..."

He might not say it out loud, but one of his favorite sights lately was seeing you sleep next to your son. Both of you looked so precious and vulnerable, so alike, and it made him warm.

And whenever he looked at this little creation between you and him, he also got the urge to poke him so bad.

So he did. Only this time, he poked him a little too hard.

And how wrong that move was.

His son immediately cracked his eyes open, his lips quivered, and then his whole face scrunched up, followed by—

"WAAA!"

"Oof! Wait— I'm sorry!"

Long story short, he refused to be held in Satoru's arms, so you took over and your husband could only watch you with dissatisfaction.

"Won't you let me hold you?" he asked despondently, pulling up a pitiful face and batting his eyelashes. "I have the warmest hugs! Mama can vouch for that!"

"Satoru, he doesn't want you."

DAY ONE RESULT : FAILED

DAY TWO

Okay, his baby would love him today. Satoru was sure of it.

He had ordered this baby ride-on toy via home shopping and not only that, he would play with him!

"Here we goo~! Honk! Honk!" Satoru steered the little vehicle with his son at the backseat, hyping him up and even made a weird sound that was supposed to resemble a... train?

You watched them both, giggling. Your husband looked positively ridiculous as he was too big for the small vehicle, but still persisted in entertaining your clueless baby behind him. "Oh my, Satoru, you're trying way too hard."

"I have to!" he retorted, sending pout and a glare at the same time. "You can't hog him all the time, he's my son too!"

"Well, good luck~ as it happens, your spawn isn't easy to impress."

"Just so you wait—!" Satoru begrudgingly shot you a look, eaten up by your taunts, not noticing the wall in front of him. "By the end of today, he'll— whoaaa!"

He was about to crash into the said wall, and you were prepared to jump to save your baby first. But then, Satoru did the next best thing to stop it—jumping out of the ride-on, rolling onto the floor... and crashing into the bookshelf that some of the things fell. "Ow!"

"Are you okay!?" you immediately picked up your baby before checking him over. However, Satoru's eyes were transfixed on your shared munchkin.

"Meh heh~"

And you too when you heard it— your baby was wiggling, all smiles, seemingly amused by the sight of his papa lying there pitifully. Satoru was aghast.

"Y-you have no filial piety!"

DAY TWO RESULT : FAILED

DAY THREE

Today, Satoru had gotten inside the playpen and brought a bunch of toys, planning to entertain his son with all of them.

"C'mon, don't throw that!" he pursed his lips when his kid flung the lego away. "Don't you want to play together with me?"

No. As if saying that, the baby crawled away from him. He seemed to have a target in mind though.

"Oi, what are you doing?" Satoru was puzzled, but he was in for a surprise when the child rose slowly.

"Oh, you're pushing yourself up..." he stated, observing how the baby, still wobbly, clutched on the edge of his playpen for support.

A huge grin spread across his face then. "Aww, look at you!" he gushed with pride. "You can stand already! Ooh!"

And suddenly, the sight tugged at his heartstrings. This was the first time he had ever witnessed such a milestone. He wasn't here when he first started teething or crawling, and now that he was here when his son was standing... he wanted to see more of this.

"Now, can you take a step?" Satoru moved closer to him, and the kid turned to him with those clear blue eyes and a little frown, seemingly unsure. "Go! Go! Come to me!"

He didn't think he would actually try to walk. But he did as baby let go of the support, alas suddenly he slipped—

And fell flat on his face.

"—! Are you hurt?!" Satoru immediately plucked him off the floor, horrified, and pulled him close when the baby started to sniffle. Soon, he began to wail inconsolably.

"Oh no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry—!" he didn't even know why he was apologizing, but seeing his baby so frightened made his chest tighten. "Stop crying, oh wait—let's find mama!"

You were engrossed in your evening TV series when Satoru came barging to the living room with your poor son while being hysterical. "Help him!"

"What happened?!"

"He fell! He fell!"

Of course, your main concern was to comfort your baby, and so you reached out to take him from your husband's arms, only that...

"Huh...?" even Satoru was stunned when his son clutched onto his shirt, continuing to cry but refusing to let go, burying his little face into him.

Suddenly, he felt warm, he felt needed, and most of all, his desire to protect him was so overwhelming that he couldn't help but squeeze him closer.

You looked between the father and son, feeling giddy at the sight.

"He wants you," you finally smiled, patting baby's back. Satoru glanced between you and his precious pumpkin, seemingly taken aback as he blinked several times. When the fact sank in, he felt like a mush and pressed a kiss on his head.

The clown was convinced that his kid hates him and you are the savior. So, the fact that this little innocent being wanted him to comfort him... it made his heart flutter.

"Sorry, kid," he sighed into him, smushing his face to his little one's. "Don't cry, yeah? You're making me sad too."

"Satoru... are you getting glassy-eyed?"

"...am not!"

DAY THREE RESULT : DUBIOUS OUTCOME

"He's asleep..." you placed your baby between you and Satoru on the bed later that night, he was now so peaceful, out like a light.

Satoru turned to face you and the baby, looking at both of you with a yawn, but a soft smile lit his face when he saw how you pecked his son's cheek lightly.

These three days made him almost forget that curses still existed out there. Spending time with his son blurred that fine line between reality and a perfect daydream.

"He is still so little, but he screams so loud," he mused, poking the baby's cheek gently. You swatted his hand away, worried he might poke too hard again.

"You keep teasing him, that's why."

"—? He keeps playing me, is why!"

You two burst into quiet giggles then, and you couldn't help but reminiscing about the journey from when you first found out you were expecting, through the first ultrasound, and all the way to delivering your son.

And it seemed like Satoru had an inkling of what you were thinking when he suddenly blurted:

"Thank you, for everything you do," he whispered then, his eyes crinkled so softly at you.

You playfully huffed to hide your misty eyes, and in that moment, Satoru knew, that you too were glad for this life you two shared.

. . .

And that, in and of itself, was enough for him to thank all the stars for bringing him to meet you in that most beautiful spring of 2006.

Epilogue

It was morning, and baby was awoken by... sounds.

He looked to the side to find his mama there— your hand on his tummy to prevent him from rolling.

And then he turned to the other side to find his papa... who is perfectly still, but emanating this low sounds with each breath he took.

The longer he heard it, the more irritated your munchkin felt. So he rose, put his fists together, and came down on him—

Whack!

"—?!" Satoru groaned when something hit his face, and he opened his eyes only to see his son readying his punch again—

"W-why are you hitting me!" he was mortified. "H-help! Sweets, wake up! He’ll murder me!”

OVERALL MISSION RESULT : FAILED

[holyfluck]

11/21/23

I'm in my bed. It's morning time. I've stacked up my pillows against the wall to create a back support and pulled my duvet up to my armpits. Laptop in lap. I usually spend my first waking hours cruising the digital social sphere. I check my notifications, filter through the stories, and give a lil scroll. When I say lil I really mean a lot. I've been a bit depressed lately, so I get lost on the internet. Escapism, for sure. But I've been doing things differently the last couple of days. Leaving my phone in the other room and intentionally petting my cats. Now I'm trying writing on.

I've promised to prioritize relief for the next couple of months. I want safety. I've been swimming in the sea of risk for years now. But I want a break. I want to ground myself on dry land. I want to feel supported in New York. My place in this city has felt so fragile. Like one misstep could send me toppling back to Utah, which is my hell. So, obviously that scares the shit out of me and weighs on my heart. I want to root down in New York. So that means re-orienting towards security. I'm going to get a job. It's hilarious to me that it has taken me 2 1/2 years in New York to consider working. Before that, I hadn't worked for another 3 years! What a funny little life.

The thought of reentering the workforce sounds luxurious at this point. I've been learning everything I know on my own for 5 1/2 years. Making every decision, chasing every dollar. It will be so fuckin lovely to just enter a space, get told what to do for a few hours, and then just leave! Work doesn't follow you the same way it does as an entrepreneur. Not only that but you get PAID to learn! WHAT A WONDER! I've paid a pretty penny for all the lessons I've learned on my journey as a business owner, so this idea is almost comical. Sign me up! I want to work for an interior designer. There's a place in Williamsburg that has a showroom that sells beautiful furniture, art, and cool coffee table books, but also does full scale interior design projects. YES! I want that! If I can wiggle myself in that space, I can ask a human being questions about the trade, gain experience without the risk, potentially find manufacturers through their distributors, and maybe even sell products through them! It's a win win win win!! YAS! I want it. I can't imagine that they'd be able to pay me much, but I've finagled a support system here in New York that will, at least temporarily, bolster the low wage. I'm savvy, damnit!

Another element that sounds lovely about a gig is the social part. I have been so isolated with my work for so long. I am good at people and want to work with a team and forge relationships!

Anyway, it all sounds real yummy.

I'm insecure about my experience on paper. I didn't go to school and I don't have any professional experience outside of my own. But I think my work thus far will show for itself. I mean, I friggin built luxury lighting with my own two HANDS! I do everything and I learned it all on my own. I think that says a lot. I also have over 1.5 million likes on TikTok, which has got to count for something! My portfolio also rules. I got this. I'll have ChatGPT help write my resume with me.

-

I don't really know how to get into this but I feel like I should at least document that it happening; my father committed suicide a little over three weeks ago. Gun to his forehead in the middle of the family backyard. No note. Ouch. There are so many questions that I'll never have answered. So much anger tangled with the grief. It has me spiraling in ways with my own life, but weirdly in a positive way. I'm fucking shit up for the better. I feel weighty though. A lot of sadness and negative reflection. That's all I'll say about it now.

[misguided-madness]

Our world is in so much pain right now, Israel in crisis, a war where innocent people being slaughtered, for their beliefs, hundreds dead, thousands hurt, historic cities in rubble, so many still missing including 17 Americans. Over 100 hostages - Gaza in complete darkness: no power, no water, now today another earthquake in Afghanistan, now, Russia taking advantage of the worlds attention to Israel, with a new attack on Ukraine. Reports on social medias from US residents all over, posting of military jets flying over various cities and states, what are we not being told, and US elected politicians playing games with a speaker position - which impacts our democracy and our support for aid for any of the above mentioned crisis - get your shit together politicians! Remember it’s “We The People” - Party lines aside Vote the game players and idiots out! Take our country back to civility, bipartisan working together to fix and make our country what it is to be! The place my grandfathers, cousins, and even my soon to be ex-husband, fought for! Actions matter! Change It!

I have always been a deep feeling person, things that happen in the world, tragic events, and so forth, they effect me more than most I guess, I’m feeling so uneasy, my heart is hurting for what we have become, where is our civility, our kindness’, our love for one another, where is it!

I don’t have all the answers, but we need to do something our very own humanity is at stake, we can’t get it back if we let it go! It starts with each of us! Sometimes one at a time can create change! Simple acts of kindness & love. Even a smile in a rainstorm can spread!

It’s a rainy day here, it’s also “National Coming Out Day!�� Which to clarify, isn’t to force people (LGBTQ+) out of the closet - but rather to let them know, that there are resources available, and people who will support and love them! I Love them!

Tonight, 53 minutes after midnight, (Oct. 12th) -25 years ago Matthew Shepard took his last breath after clinging to life for days, after being horrifically beaten in a hate crime, for being gay. His death effected me so much, both bad and good, it’s why I live proud now, it’s what sparked my activism, it changed my very soul. In the years that followed, I was fortunate to able to interview his mother Judy Shepard, twice, years apart. I also got to give her an award! Judy Shepard is a perfect example to what a person can do! Which is why I believe we can change our paths! One action, can inspire another, we can pass on kindness, love, and change, if we truly do it!

Sometimes in the chaos, of our lives and our world we feel alone, tiny, even insignificant. When one person notices and acknowledges us, we feel seen! I have experienced this!

When Matthew Shepard happened there wasn’t social media like we have today, but when he died Judy Shepard statement was simple but so powerful she said "Go home and give your kids a hug. And don’t let a day go by without telling them you love them." - perhaps in this moment of our chaos of our world we should do just that, not just our kids but to all we care, love and cherish! No one is guaranteed tomorrow! I send you all Luv & Hugz! I’ll get off the soap box now!

- Russell Olivera Jr.

- 10/11/2023

- Watch Audio & Video Version On My Tik Tok: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8rtXMfP/

[fahrni]

Saturday Morning Coffee

Good morning!

I managed to sleep until 8AM! That’s pretty good and I needed it. Still groggy but the magic elixir should help. ☕️

New Republic

On Thursday, Tennessee Republicans had their first opportunity to show Democrats, Tennesseans, and the country their willingness to work together to enact baseline gun safety reform.

Not unexpected from the GOP in any state. They only care about children when they’re in the womb. After birth it’s game on, “good luck making it to adulthood kid.”

Techdirt

That became ridiculously clear on Thursday when Chris Best went on Nilay Patel’s Decoder podcast at the Verge to talk about Substack’s new Notes product, which everyone is (fairly or not) comparing to Twitter.

I listened to the entire podcast and I’d encourage you to do the same. Nilay is so good at asking those questions that make people squirm and he doesn’t let go. This was by no means a “gotcha” question. It’s very relevant to running a social network, which Substack Notes is.

Vox

Logan Roy is dead.

Man, that episode was amazing and uncomfortable. I love how we didn’t see him die, as it could be in real life. The kids just got that dreadful call many of us have received. We never really see an actual dead, or dying, Logan Roy. Just someone lying on the ground receiving CPR. I think it was brilliant and caught me off guard which was also perfect.

Now, what do the kids do? Do they find a way to bring Pops business into the 21st century, sell it as scraps, or run it in the ground?

We obviously don’t know how this ends but it’ll be a complete train wreck all the way to the end and I’m here for it. 🍿

Wired

Montana lawmakers voted 54-43 today to ban TikTok from operating in the state and forbid app stores from offering it for download.

I’ve been on the fence about TikTok for a few weeks now. At first I was in the die hard ban them group but I’ve been questioning that position for a while.

I wonder if their strategy to wall off content from China by keeping it here in the states could work?

Apple allows the Chinese government access to iCloud in China, why couldn’t the opposite work here?

I’d imagine the moderation team could be immense and I’d also imagine a substantially large team dedicated to tooling to make this work, but it might work, right? 🤷🏻‍♂️

The Nation

Two Sundays ago, I got a call from the Texas Tribune informing me that the board had voted to lay off the entire staff and shutter the publication.

The Texas Observer is a small progressive paper in, you guessed it, Texas. Yeah, the state that has drive-thru margarita stands that give free guns away with a purchase of $5US or more (yes, the gun part is full on sarcasm.)

Texas needs an independent progressive voice and I’m hopeful the Observer hangs around for a very long time. This is one of those times I wish I were very wealthy. I’d happily fund them for years just to make sure Texas progressives had a place to get their news.

Mozilla Blog

Total Cookie Protection is Firefox’s strongest privacy protection to date, confining cookies to the site where they were created, thus preventing tracking companies from using these cookies to track your browsing from site to site.

This is a very nice feature. Your turn Google and Microsoft.

Newsweek

President Donald Trump has such a fragile ego, his secret service agents are forced to act like “fluffers” and tell people to say nice things to him before he enters a room, Donny Deutsch has claimed.

I LOL’d when I read the term fluffer and I’m happy to know this man is super fragile. I also wonder if a few weeks in a prison cell would break him or make him and even more disgusting human. Somehow I fear the latter would occur.

Mission Local

Mission Local is informed that the San Francisco Police Department early this morning made an arrest in the April 4 killing of tech executive Bob Lee, following an operation undertaken outside the city’s borders. The alleged killer also works in tech and is a man Lee purportedly knew.

This is turning into a while story and crap like this happens every day.

Slash Film

True Detective: Night Country Trailer: Jodie Foster Headlines The Return Of The HBO Series

I loved the first season of True Detective. The second was good but not as gripping as the first. I think that’s part of why I’ve never watched the third season but I’ve heard it harkens back to the first season. I need to go play catch-up before we get this Jody Foster version. I’m really looking forward to it.

Reuters

The person who leaked U.S. classified documents prompting a national security investigation is a gun enthusiast in his 20s who worked on a military base, the Washington Post reported on Wednesday, citing fellow members of an online chat group.

How in the world does a 20 something get access to top secret documents when he’s not part of the security apparatus of the United States? What a dangerous and embarrassing situation for the US government.

NBC News

WASHINGTON — Former President Donald Trump has asked a federal appeals court to take immediate action to block former Vice President Mike Pence from testifying in the Justice Department’s probe into the Jan. 6 Capitol riot.

I’ll bet he’s asking the courts to block Pence from testifying. I’d imagine Pence, being the weakling coward he is, will take the fifth a bunch and not say much.

At first I thought he acted bravely on January 6. Then I realized he didn’t do nearly enough to stop it from getting that far. He was a witness to the planning and could’ve stopped it long before it happened.

[fmhiphop]

FM Interviews: Scar Lip Reveals New EP and HBO Appearance

New York City has birthed countless trendsetters in the female rap game. Scar Lip is adding her name to the list. "I feel as though as New York artists, people love New York artists period. I guess it's just the culture. our culture they just love." Being only 21 years old, Scar Lip doesn’t have an abundance of rap experience, but she’s been through enough to make up for it. This young artist is coming swinging out of the Bronx with an original style and a point to prove. Scar Lip, born Sierra Lucas, first began gaining traction in mid-2020 by posting freestyle raps and dance routines to her TikTok. What started as a simple vessel for self-expression has now turned into an entire platform with over 1 million followers and growing every day. @scar_lip on TikTok Lucas is one of many rappers who understand the unique power of TikTok, and is tapping in all the way. "TikTok really benefits us artists in that,   like streaming right now." She explained. "TikTok gives us that platform to help. It's like a push for us." With more and more artists joining the app every day, Scar Lip has somehow found a way to edge out her competition.   Of course, fighting hard is part of the course for a New Yorker. With a city of nearly 9 million, it’s a hard race to the top when everyone's in the same position. So what sets Scar Lip apart? The answer is her complexity and duality. On her social media, you’ll find an abundance of memes and a vibrant personality. On her Spotify, you’ll find a hardened soul. Scar Lip's earlier work from years prior such as ‘Therapy’ and ‘Suicide Awareness’ dive into deeply traumatic childhood experiences like sexual assault and abuse. Through these tracks,  we get a glimpse into a young woman who’s been through impossible adversities and is still finding herself on the other side. It’s only with her newest single 'Glizzy Gobbler' that Scar Lip has started to lean more into her silliness and natural comedic chops with her music. Other Side of the Tunnel "So actually 'Glizzy Gobbler' started off as a joke, just a little freestyle cause I'm bored," she spilled when asked on the songs origin. "And I posted it on TikTok and it blew up like crazy. and I was like “oh no”. and everyone was like 'you need to make this a song you need to drop this and make it a song'. I went to the studio and just, went in the booth and made a song."  When listening to tracks like ‘Foster Care’ it’s hard to imagine this would be the same artist rapping about 'glizzies' just a couple of years later. But instead of a hard pivot, this transition feels more like a well-earned evolution for an MC who began in a dark place and now clearly wants to reflect the headway she’s made mentally. "this is more fun, and dance, and gives them something to smile about" she said about her unnamed upcoming EP. "In 2019-2020 I was sharing my story and now I wanna show them the growth and the progress." "You see how I'm eating this Glizzy munch and I chew until I got it in me I'm spinning they think I'm a dizzy forget throwing 10 yo I'm Tryna throw 50" - Glizzy Gobbler (2022) What's up Next? Unfortunately, It looks like we’ll have to wait just a bit longer for a full length debut album from Scar Lip. Still, it’s likely you’ll see her on your screen before then. "Definitely in a couple music videos coming out, a couple shows, and you might even see on TV." Scar Lip teased. While she wasn't able to leak the name of the show, we did get one clue. "On TV. HBO." she confirmed. In addition to this, Scar Lip is developing her own makeup line. There appears to be a recent phenomenon of female artists prioritizing their status as a double threat: musician and businesswoman. Now more than ever famous women are putting real passion into their side projects, especially in the makeup world. "My focus is on music but also being an entrepreneur as well ,not just music." she expounded. Still, she has her eyes on the prize, and that's her rap career. "Concerts, shows, performances. There's a lot." It takes only one listen to 'Glizzy Gobbler' to know Scar Lip has individuality in spades. With a combination of drill, airy vocals, and an equal amount of comedic and hostile bars, she’s crafted a track uniquely all her own. According to the 21-year-old, that’s one element she’d love to see more often from her NY peers. "I wanna see more authenticity. It don’t be real. I wanna see more people being real , being themselves." she voiced. But behind the tough love, this star in the making makes sure to uplift the fellow newcomers. "Keep trying keep grinding keep fighting and most of all keep praying." Written by Dreema Carrington Read the full article

[goodnightmemes]

TIK TOK SENTENCE STARTERS PART FOUR

some of these are quotes from tiktok creators, and some are from various other forms of media that were popular audios/trends on tiktok

❛ Welcome to Barnes and Nooo-OOOOOO! ❜

❛ Worry not my brother, I am simply vibing with these flowers. ❜

❛ The thing is - she made fun of me for getting capri-suns, and then she drank EIGHT of MY capri-suns! ❜

❛ You’re in your 20s and you're arguing over capri-suns. ❜

❛ Mom, either you ground her or I fight her. So there’s two options, and my fists are already up. ❜

❛ I saw that! Justice doesn’t sleep. ❜

❛ You’ve been bamboozled. ❜

❛ They stamped my tortilla. They stamped my tortilla with an expiration date. ❜

❛ I’m just a baby. I’M JUST A BABY! ❜

❛ I presently have the work ethic and motivation of a lobotomized sloth and there is not enough caffeine, cocaine, girl boss vibes, or positive energy in the perceived universe to change that, AND YET bills must be paid. Go forth and seize the day. ❜

❛ See, if you title your file “ultra-secret” we got a problem. ❜

❛ It’s vegan cause it’s strawberry milk and not like cow milk. You know what I mean? ❜

❛ Show me the tit on a strawberry. ❜

❛ This is like my millionth time saying this, but I’m in love you…until Han Solo shows up. ❜

❛ I thought I recorded the whole thing but it turns out I just took a panorama. ❜

❛ Oh man, that’s cra- I don’t give a shit about that. At all. ❜

❛ And uhh, yeah dude, that dude just beat the shit out of me. Just fucking fucked me up. It was wild. ❜

❛ Hahaha - No. No, but it’s not funny at the end of the day, is it? It’s serious. ❜

❛ This is Let It Gopher. The lady who found him thought he was a gopher snowman but he’s actually a cat. ❜

❛ This is Death by Chocolate Lab. He has three legs and seven eyes. So he’s either cursed or really weird. But no one's died yet, so we’re leaning towards weird. ❜

❛ You’re talking about MY OUTFIT and you’re wearing RIPPED SKINNY JEANS?! You’re wearing RIPPED SKINNY JEANS!! ❜

❛ I’m out here spray painting my golden tongs, right?, and I accidentally fucking spray painted a rollie pollie! *crying* I’m sorry!! ❜

❛ Well, shit. What are y’all doing? Screwing? ❜

❛ Instead of having some sort of crisis about it; which would be pfffttt silly; I just quit my job and flew to Scotland, with no money, or plans, or friends in the city. ❜

❛ I’m going to fuck your dad and give him a child he actually loves. ❜

❛ She’s out there in it shitting! What are you doing?! It’s a hurricane out there!!! ❜

❛ I have been doing much more than fraternizing with him, sir. ❜

❛ And there I lie, in my failure, and the freezing snow. ❜

❛ I took a deep breath and I went to where anyone would go to find the real answer for anything. I went to reddit. ❜

❛ You have to be 21 to drink but only 8 to summon the devil? ❜

❛ Piggy dippin! Piggy dippin at the piggy pond! You went sausage swimming in the water bowl, you dip them fat little toes in there. Chubba bun! ❜

❛ I most definitely have a list of rules that people must follow if they want to be my murderer. ❜

❛ I am NOT a middle kill. I am either the one that got you started, the one that ignited your bloodlust; or I’m the one that finally quenches that thirst. ❜

❛ You know, that’s my shower curtain from Japan, you stupid ass bitch. ❜

❛ Stop drinking normal milk! Are you - are you a criminal?! ❜

❛ I’ve narrowed it down to three things that could be going on inside that little head. Number one: Infinite knowledge. Smarter than the universe. Option two: Nothing. All floof, no brain. Option three: Plotting my demise. ❜

❛ You’re looking at Grade A Dad Material. USDA prime dad. ❜

❛ “Oh I’m so sad. I’m so depressed.” When’s the last time you had a fudgecicle? You say you’re depressed but you haven’t had a fudgcicle in like eight years. ❜

❛ It’s pretty hard to become good at things, but I’m really good at two things. One is snacks, number two is just being nervous. ❜

❛ So you make this every night of the week for your first– for your husband that you want to kill, because this will clog his arteries. ❜

❛ Alright. Welcome, hoes I’m gonna get with, and hoes I already got with. Welcome to this conference on climate change. ❜

❛ When I get upset, or mildly depressed, I go out and buy a spiderman shirt. ❜

[mendesbadrepuation]

Bachata // Sebastian Stan

Once again TikTok has inspired me and inspired this little one shot/imagine/pov. Whatever you prefer to call it. I decided to post this one because I simply knew it would sit around in my drafts collecting vast amounts of mold and dust. I had lots and lots of fun with writing this. I did a little research on this dance and even found a song. Hope everyone enjoys :)

Bachata is a form of dancing. Very sexy and very intimate at times. 

Background: Y/n is a famous actress learning a new dance for a scene in her movie. Her co-star Sebastian Stan is her partner learning just as much as she is. They might even learn something else along the way. Feelings perhaps?

tw- not any that I can think of. loads of fluff and vast amounts of fun!

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“Alright you two! Get warmed up and comfortable.” Our dance instructor informs us as the music begins blasting through the studio. I make sure my heels are strapped in and I look up at Sebastian. Today he had on black basketball shorts with a graphic white tee. There was this obvious scruff across his chin and jawline. It really brought out all his features.

He was walking towards me in a funny way. His arms and legs were throwing out into this strange dance move. When your characters are professional dancers and your person playing them are not. This is what happens. I start to lightly laugh and walk towards him to the beat of the music. Our instructor has us do this everyday before we rehearse our big dance scene. It helps us get comfortable with one another and shake whatever maybe in our minds from that day away. It was a good coaching technique if you ask me. 

We join our hands together at the drop of the beat. We don’t follow our steps and just dance how we like. It was fun and that’s what made this entire experience a little better. I focus on making light steps with my heels so it looks more elegant as the instructor would say. She’s also the entire choreographer for this movie so she knew a thing or two. Part of me was also focusing on not falling on my face every step I took. I was never use to wearing heels in general. Now I was being pushed to dance in them. This instructor has pushed me in ways I never knew before. 

“This a new top?” Sebastian asks as he pulls me into his chest. They press together and I sway my hips to the beat. One of his hands goes to my waist guiding them towards his thigh.

“Yeah. You like it?” I look up into his eyes as our faces were inches apart. He grins at me when our eyes lock. All I had on was a simple cropped spaghetti strap tank. It was this mint green kind of color. A new color for me.

“Cute.” He replies making my face red. Sebastian made it his goal to make me blush everyday. I don’t know how it became this game for him but it did. Sometimes he didn’t even have to try. He’d simply look at me a certain way and my face was red as a tomato. 

However, being in these close situations it helped for him to lighten the mood. He done that very often. Especially when I would get frustrated with a certain move I had trouble getting down. We really bonded through this film and all that has came with it. I was excited to learn this new dance and tell all my friends I can. Of course they would get to see it on screen when the film comes out. 

“Okay! Get into your first positions and let’s start at the beginning and work our way into where we left off yesterday.” The instructor commands us. We step away from each other and go to our designated positions. We stand on each side of the studio across from each other. I lean my back against the mirror in the way the instructor told me to. Sebastian had one leg propped against the wall with his arms crossed in front of his chest. 

Our characters were designated to be in the beautiful city of Italy. Seb and I were excited to film there when the time came. Which was coming soon. Our special dance scene was coming together and before we knew it we’d be ready to fully put it together. We had two more parts to get down. The finale was suppose to make people cry apparently. That is if we do our jobs right. Which I had faith in Sebastian and I. We’ve worked so hard for this film. 

The song begins to play. *Promise Romeo Santos (ft. Usher)* 

I push off the wall and seductively walk towards Sebastian. Our eye contact was locked in with each other. I walk a circle around him as he stands in place. My finger drags across his back very slowly. His neck was turned toward his shoulder so he could try to catch a glimpse of me. When I reach around his front our eyes lock again. My body gets closer until he places his hands on my hips pulling me right into his body. I rest my hands on his shoulders for a moment letting him guide my hips to the music. 

Our faces were inches apart as we stared into each other’s souls. It felt as if our hearts were dancing together when we did dance. That’s how romantic and sexy this dance really was. I glide my hands up to his neck to cup it gently. It makes our connection stronger in the moment. He starts to take his steps backing me up. I flow backwards with him helping me guide the way. If we didn’t trust each other then this dance would not work. 

My right arm extends out as Sebastian used one arm to lift me up. My legs remained straight and I held my grip firmly on his shoulders to keep my form. His head was angled right into my lower chest. He keeps his focus on me as I turn my head to the side closing my eyes. I felt the breeze from him spinning me around. I tuck my knees in and bring my hand back down to his shoulders. He lifts me up and over his leg where I rest behind his thigh for a second. 

He pulls me back over and I place my feet back down to the ground. His hands let go of my waist as I step away from him. Sebastian does his individual steps as I walk around him making sure all the attention was towards him. When he bows I began my individual steps. My last step brought me back into his arms. His large hands made their way to my hips once more. He brings me towards him as I straddled his thigh. With the beat of the music I grind my hips into his thigh. We never lost eye contact in this moment. My heart was racing at the intimacy this part held. 

“One two three.” Sebastian whispers the count directly next to my ear giving me the cue to step back just enough for him to grab my hand as I extend myself out. He lets me spin out only to bring me back in. Once more I straddled his thigh and grind into his thigh. This time my hips come up a little higher and Sebastian meets me. Our bodies collide perfectly together. It was as if we were made for each other. 

Without any hesitation Sebastian spins me around by my hips so now my back is pressed against his chest. His right hand trails up my side towards my stomach and directly through the valley of breasts. My heart flutters when I felt his hand around my neck pushing me into him more. On beat we practically snap our necks to look each other in the eyes again. His hand around my neck now goes up to my face where he softly rubs his thumb across my cheek bone. My hips sway against him slowly as the music begins to fade from the instructor controlling it. 

“That was awesome you two! Absolutely beautiful! Let’s finish this last part and you guys will be ready to put it all together for the final scene.” She announces as she goes over in front of us. She explains the new steps thoroughly making sure we understood first. Then she takes each of us and guides us how to do what and where to look. 

The final part added a sexy flair with so much passionate romance. It felt like I was watching a movie myself when she used Sebastian to show me my steps. Sebastian listened as intently as he could. I catch him staring at me at one point and all I could do was smile at him. We were sweaty and tired from the hours of practice. I could see it on both of our faces. We never had the thought of giving up though. 

Once we learned the steps it was time for rehearsing it. The finale of this scene really tied the entire dance together. At the very end Sebastian and I were set to have our big kiss. The choreographer did not want us to kiss yet so the passion will let itself develop in the final dance. You could guess I was pretty excited about kissing my scene partner.

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The magic was in the air here in Italy. It was time for our big dance scene to come alive tonight. The directors and producers chose a nice little alley way between these bright pink buildings. Around us was all the Italy architecture you could imagine. This city truly was gorgeous in every aspect. 

“Are you ready?” My stylist asks me as she is finishing up the touches on my hair and makeup. The costume director chose for me to be in a silk black two piece dress. The top piece had an A-line design with spaghetti straps. The skirt part was completely silk with two slits on either side. That way it would show off my legs for the dance. Just to add a little spice he chose red satin heels with an ankle strap. The heels I had been practicing in to be exact. 

“Nervous. But ready.” I reply to her. I look at her  through the mirror and see a soft smile on both of our faces. 

“You’ve got this. No reason for you to be nervous.” She encourages. “Besides. This is your big moment to kiss Sebastian.” She smirks at me making my cheeks red. 

“Y/n It’s time!” The director calls from the other side of the tent. My stylist fluffs my hair one more time and sends me on my way. I walk outside of the changing tent and step into the bright sunny day of Italy. The crew all looked towards me which made me blush wildly. Big smiles land on their faces and it boosts my confidence. 

“Go ahead and get in your place Y/n. Sebastian is on his way!” The choreographer commands me and I nod my head making my way over to the marker. I lean against the wall and focus on my breathing. This is what we had been working for. 

To keep the suspense Sebastian and I were positioned to look in opposite directions. I had no idea what he was wearing and he had no idea what I would be wearing. The thought of how handsome he could look was circling in my brain. My stomach was beginning to be filled with nervousness as we wait for the action to be called. I focus on an object off in the distance. 

“Ready. ACTION!” The director calls. The music begins to play and I take in a deep breath. 

My head slowly turns towards Sebastian standing opposite of me. Our eyes meet at the same time and I watch him take in a breath. He was beyond the words of handsome. They chose to put him in a white linen button down with the buttons open midway to his chest. The shirt hugged his shoulders perfectly making him look so muscular. And he was. He had on these nice gray pants that were loose enough for dancing but looked as if they fit like dress pants. My God is hair was styled perfectly back. Just enough gel to give it a little raise and the rest was just this fluffy bounce. My heart rose to my throat and it took me a moment to snap back. 

Luckily I had practiced the routine so much that my feet took control at the start of the music. I elegantly walk to Sebastian as he walks to me. We didn’t remove our eyes from each other just like before. My heart was pounding when I was just close enough to see the shining blue in his eyes. The moment his hands come in contact with my hips a spark was sent through my body. His fingertips just barely graze my exposed skin on my waist. It makes my head spin from the minimal touch. 

We continue through the routine just like we practiced. The passion and romance was every bit there. I felt it in my chest the way he would guide me, touch me, and hold me. When he spins me around and pressed my back up against his chest I felt my knees becoming weak. Just the fragile way he pressed his fingertips into my skin to pull me closer to him was enough to make me fall apart. I was trying to remain professional but it was hard with those blue orbs seeping into me. 

Just as we approach the final part I felt butterflies erupting like a volcano in my stomach. Sebastian pulls me in as close as he can. One hand holds my waist while the other held my back. I felt him start to lean me down for the special dip. The music comes to a slow as he brings me back upright. My hand cups his cheek and our breathing was heavy. Our chests rise and fall hard against one another. 

Our faces inch closer and closer. Instinctively our eyes shut just as our lips collide for the first time. My heart pounds hard against my chest that I could hear it in my ears. Sebastian deepens the kiss making me so light headed. I felt as if I was floating. He grazes his tongue across my bottom lip allowing him further access. His tongue was gentle and not too forceful. I’ve had many stage kisses but never has one made me feel this way before. 

We pull back for air and stare into each other’s eyes. The director calls cut but Sebastian doesn’t loosen his grip or move an inch. I stay put still looking into his eyes. 

“That was awesome you two! I’m so proud!” The choreographer announces and I take a step back letting my grip fall. My hands rest at my sides as I couldn’t contain the blush from appearing on my face. 

Sebastian had this grin on his face as he continues to look at me. His eyes look from my head to my toe once more. “You are absolutely gorgeous.” He compliments. If it was possible my face got 10x more red. 

“Thank you Sebastian.” I barely muster up the words to reply. “You look very handsome.” This time he looks to his right and a subtle blush appears on his face. 

“Thank you.” He scratches the back of his head to ease his nerves. There was an obvious connection between the two of us. However, something was holding us back from just admitting it. We wanted each other but we wanted to remain professionals. 

After filming was over with for the movie I was sad to leave. Who wouldn’t be? I have grown such a connection with all of these people. Shortly after filming Sebastian reached out to me. It was just a simple text message. Should it have gave me the amount of butterflies it did? 

Would I ever be able to dance with you like that again? 

I couldn’t help but smile down at my phone. “What are you smiling at over there?” My best friend asks me. I shake my head trying to contain myself. 

“Nothing to worry about.” I reply shortly and think of a message back. 

If you’re lucky ;) 

I tried to be flirty but also not give away the fact that I was crushing hard on a fellow co-star. Somehow I just knew Sebastian was going to become a big part of my life. He reads the message and I see the bubble pop up. Just as fast as it pops up it disappears. I let a soft sigh out. 

“Hey look Y/n! Isn’t that Sebastian?” Another one of my friends ask. We were all having a nice time catching up at my place. I had been gone for months so they didn’t have to do much begging when it came to hanging out. 

The tv was playing the in background. I scramble around finding the remote turning the volume up. There he was on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Falon. My heart starts to rapidly beat in my chest at the looks of him. A black suit jacket with a floral button down underneath. His hair styled back with some gel. Once again he was just as handsome as the day I first met him. 

“So Sebastian! You’ve got a new movie coming out with none other Y/n y/l/n. You know she’s one of my favorites on this show. How was it working with her?” My breath caught in my throat as my friends slightly squeal with the mention of my name. 

“Oh wow. It was the best. She’s an absolute sweetheart! I can’t count the times she made my heart skip a beat.” He playfully clutches his chest. I thought I was going to faint. The crowd on the show erupts into cheers from the comment. 

“Woah woah woah! Seems to me like there is some chemistry behind the scenes.” Jimmy replies egging him on. He looks down into his lap with a soft smile. 

“There was definitely some moments throughout filming that had...” he pauses to think about his words. “Sparks flying I guess you could say.” Jimmy leans back in his chair in shock as the crowd gets louder. 

“The producer so graciously let me have this little clip of a special scene that you all shared. Let’s watch shall we?” He gestures to another screen and the clip begins rolling. It was a small trailer that I actually hadn’t seen yet. Flashes of my face throughout filming appear. Scenes that we developed. 

I see the clip of the beginning of the dance scene. The very moment we looked at each other it only showed Sebastian’s reaction. It zooms on his face and in his eyes I swear I saw a twinkle. Nice editing if you ask me. My heart jumps to my throat as the clip fades out. Sebastian is leaning back in his chair with an obvious blush on his cheeks. 

“Let’s talk about that look man.” Jimmy says. Sebastian starts shaking his head. He had a big smile on his face. It’s like he was lost in his thoughts. 

“That reaction was completely real. Our choreographer had us look away until the director called action. So for lack of better words. She took my breath away.” Jimmy covers his mouth in shock and the crowd was even more crazy. My jaw drops to the floor at his words. 

“Wow. Seems like you two are starting a new romance Sebastian!” Jimmy says and I’m about to pass out from this entire interview. 

“Yeah. If I’m lucky.” He smoothly winks at Jimmy. I knew what that meant. I just sent those words to him. My entire body was on an adrenaline rush. 

“What does that mean!?” My friend asks in a high pitch. She was trying to contain her excitement but it was no use. 

I look over at her with the biggest smirk on my face. My friends jump up from their seats circling around me in pure excitement. Thousands of questions were being shout out in my direction. 

“Guys!” I laugh trying to get them to calm down. “When I say I’ve never had a stage kiss like his before. I mean it.” They shout in even more excitement. 

“Well you’ve heard it hear live. Go check out this romantic new movie when it hits a theatre near you!” Jimmy closes the interview. Sebastian stands up waving to the crowd. The show goes to commercial and I’m still standing there speechless at his words. Was this really happening? 

I bring my phone up. Without any hesitation I click on his messages again. Out of nerves I bite the inside of my cheek contemplating my next move. 

“Whatever you’re about to say to him. Say it!” My friend encourages. I glance up at them and back to my phone. 

Will you take my breath away if we dance again? 

My cheesy reply still makes my heart pound in my chest. I wait a little over a minute and my phone buzzes against my hand. 

If you’ll give me the chance I will hopefully do more than that. 

I bite my lip to try and suppress the emotions circulating through my body. 

Time and place? 

My fingers come up to my lips as I nervously bite at one of my nails. 

7 tomorrow night at my place. I’ll pick you up. 

My eyes grow wide in surprise. This was really happening. I was planning a date with Sebastian Stan. 

I’ll bring an inhaler just in case :) 

I couldn’t ignore the wave of nausea building up in my stomach. 

Good idea. I’ll bring a crash cart. Just in case your gorgeous self sends me into cardiac arrest. 

My eyes roll at the flirtatious comeback. I leave the message open and explain to my friends we had to find an outfit quickly. 

I was going on a date with Sebastian Stan. 

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[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

A Miraculous TikTok Account

Part 29

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Chat was still reeling from the bombshell that was ‘everyone apparently knows about his family life’ when Master Fu had told them that he probably knew Hawkmoth… and then, because apparently the universe wasn’t done with him, Master Fu had told them that he had personally chosen Hawkmoth.

Master Fu sighed as he looked over all their faces and then motioned for them to sit down. They did so without question or complaint, though it was mostly because everyone was in shock and on autopilot.

He leaned heavily against his cane.

“You all know the way the story started. About thirty years ago, a woman calling herself Paon started terrorizing Paris with what she called Sentimonsters using the peacock miraculous.”

Of course they knew the story. They had only been alive for a little more than half of it, but that didn’t mean they didn’t remember the giant Sentimonsters wreaking havoc every day. Those kinds of memories stick with you.

“To counter her, a man called Pieris, with powers that varied by the battle, rose to counteract her.”

They all nodded. They were beginning to piece together who Hawkmoth was, they weren’t stupid, but… one thing didn’t make sense:

“But Pieris would have been an akuma, not Hawkmoth,” said Rena, frowning.

“Who says Hawkmoth can’t akumatize himself?” Said Master Fu quietly. He sighed again, looking even older than usual. “Anyways, you all know that it took about twenty years for him to defeat her.”

They all nodded again. Chat hadn’t been allowed out, but he remembered all of the parties and celebrations when it had been announced that Paon’s reign of terror was over.

(Not that he’d wanted to be let out at the time. His mother had just died, going out and having fun had felt wrong. How could he be happy when his mother would never be able to do so again?)

“But… it turned out that the man that I had chosen to be Pieris was Paon’s husband. When he found out what he had done to his wife, he was overcome with grief. His miraculous corrupted him.”

Beside him, Rena clenched her fists. “So… did you choose Paon, too? Is this just our fate? One day we’ll just go evil and there’s nothing --?”

“No,” Master Fu cut her off. “Paon… it was passed through her family. Sometimes the person would use it for good, other times bad, but no matter what they passed it on once the eldest child became an adult.”

Rena relaxed, but only slightly.

Chat couldn’t find it in himself to do the same.

He turned and buried his face in Rena’s shoulder, unsure what to do. There was no way...

Right?

Chat bit his lip.

His parents had always been very busy and a little bit distant, though he had just attributed that to their jobs. Then there was the fact that his mother’s death coincided with the day that Paon had last been seen. When Paon and Pieris had disappeared his father had been more present, and when Hawkmoth had appeared his father had suddenly had a heavy workload again...

But that could be explained away, he thought. The death could be an unlucky coincidence, and who wants to do extra work when their wife has just died? And then who’s to say that his father couldn’t get back into work again by the time Hawkmoth had appeared? No, that could make sense.

His father HAD been really interested in his ring, though --.

No.

Gabriel Agreste COULDN’T be Hawkmoth. Chat didn’t have any proof of it, but he knew it to be true. Sure, the man was distant, but that didn’t mean he was evil. After all, Chat still had memories of his father sitting him on his lap and letting him color a design he’d made. He could still remember all the times his father had shifted aside in bed so he could cuddle after a nightmare. How could a man like that be evil?

How could a man like that knowingly endanger his son every day?

No. There were other people.

Sure, there were only a few people he could consider himself close to, but that didn’t mean he never talked to anyone outside of his family, servants, Kagami, and Chloe. As an Agreste, he’d attended many different balls and galas and even business meetings to represent his family, he was acquainted with plenty other rich people.

Yeah. There were other options. He was just jumping to conclusions because of the Traitor Scare a few days beforehand. Yeah. It was someone else. It had to be.

~

Rena had been the one to escort Master Fu home. Maybe it was to question him further, they didn’t know. They were all pretty sure they didn’t want to ask, though, because she came home looking even more dejected than before.

When she got back she took a seat on the table. Chat had perched himself in the window. Chloe had laid across the couch, legs in Ladybug’s lap. Carapace had slung himself across the armchair.

Despite the disparity in their positions, however, all their faces had the same contemplative look.

Rena was the first one to speak: “Fuck that guy, am I right?”

Ladybug laughed a little, though it sounded forced. “Yeah. All I’m getting is that the bitch didn’t use to have child heroes.”

There was a beat, and then Carapace sat up suddenly. “Wait a minute, you’re right! Pieris was an adult!”

“It’s probably because kids are easier to manipulate,” said Chloe quietly. All eyes fell on her. “Think about it. Chat, Ladybug, and Carapace never really defend themselves -- Carapace defends other people, sure, but he wasn’t close enough to any of us to bother before. Rena and I both started out practically worshiping at least one of you guys. For one reason or another, we were all pretty easy to manage.”

The silence that followed the statement was deafening.

The longer they stewed in it the angrier they got and the luckier they were that Hawkmoth had already used up his akumitization of the day.

“Can’t believe that he did this to stop me from retiring -- actually, no, I can believe it,” muttered Carapace. “I shouldn’t have told him I was thinking about leaving for college. Should’ve just applied, made a public statement, and then dropped the bracelet on his doorstep… damn him...”

Rena laughed bitterly. “‘Damn him’ is right. Really, though, I should’ve known he was fucked from the start. Who the hell goes up to someone and says ‘I have been looking for a person like you for a while now’?”

“You punched him, right?” Said Chloe with a frown.

“Obviously. I punched him and ran. Went the wrong way, though, and ended up cornered in an alley.”

“You definitely should’ve been wary of him after that one,” agreed Ladybug. “If he had done that to me I wouldn’t have trusted anything he tried to put on my neck even if I saw a God coming out of it... maybe I would’ve trusted him less if that happened, actually.”

“Things have gone downhill since I was recruited, apparently.” Chat said with a weak grin, and Ladybug nodded her agreement. “I had to save him from getting run over. Which was stupid, might I add. What if I hadn’t looked up in time? Did he have a backup plan or was he just going to let himself get hit if I didn’t notice?”

“Wait, go back. You had to save him from a car?” Said Chloe. “I had to pick up his cane for him! Where was my super cool trial?”

“I think I can answer both of you guys’ questions…”

Everyone looked at Carapace, but he was determinedly looking at his phone.

“Well, for one, no, he did not have a backup plan.”

Rena’s hand flew to her mouth. “You let him get hit?!”

Carapace winced. “Okay, wait, hold up. I did not ‘let him get hit’. I just… didn’t notice that he was in danger until he was hit, there’s a difference.”

Ladybug and Chat looked at each other and their eyes widened as they realized something at the same time.

“Oh my kwami, are you the reason he has to use a cane?”

He didn’t seem to hear this, apparently very interested in something on his phone.

“Are you the reason he has to use a cane?” Chat repeated.

Still nothing.

“Carapace… Carapace… please tell me you’re not the reason,” said Ladybug. Her voice wobbled with either laughter or tears, Chat wasn’t sure.

Apparently their friend had gone deaf without them noticing.

Chloe’s eyes were alight with what was definitely laughter. “Your first day was even worse than mine!”

“PLEASE,” said the no longer deaf Carapace. He briefly set his phone down to count off on his fingers: “Let’s see… revealed your identity, covered half the city with honey, nearly crashed a train, got akumatized --.”

He never got to finish, because Chloe had thrown herself at him and started trying to smother him with a pillow.

“That’s a throw pillow, Chlo, you’re supposed to throw them,” supplied Rena.

He tried to yell something through the pillow, probably ‘traitor’, but it sounded like “Huhu!”

Chat smiled and walked over to Carapace’s fallen phone and started recording.

~

There was no context for the video that showed up on Carapace’s account that night.

All the people of Paris got was a video of Chloe and Carapace rolling around on the floor, laughing as they took part in what was essentially a pillow fight at that point.

Rena was in the background. She was goading them on, yelling encouragement for whoever she wanted and switching sides at the drop of a hat.

Ladybug was also there, her lips pressed together thinly in an attempt to hide a smile as she made eye contact with the camera and gave an eyeroll.

Chat’s laughter, which had been a soft but constant sound throughout the video, picked up briefly at the eyeroll.

The video cut.

~

Despite his exhaustion, he hadn’t been able to sleep. So, at four in the morning, he shuffled downstairs with a blanket wrapped around himself.

He started towards the kitchen for something to eat, only to stop cold when he heard a quiet scraping sound from inside.

The lights were still off in the kitchen… and everyone should have been asleep or out on patrols...

Many thoughts ran through his head. Hawkmoth could be back. Robbers could be in the house.

He pulled out his phone and transformed. If it was people robbing the place he’d need proof for the police, and if it was Hawkmoth Rena would kill him if he didn’t get a picture (if Hawkmoth didn’t kill him first, of course).

He started recording and then walked to the door, flicking the light on.

Ladybug was sitting on the counter in a Totoro onesie, eating mac and cheese straight from the pot.

He relaxed and let his phone arm fall limply to his side. “Oh, it’s just you.”

She nodded. “Yeah. I was hungry.”

“I can see that.” He realized something as she pulled more food to her mouth and he squinted just to make sure. “Is that… is that brown?”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Put coffee in it.”

He was tempted to try and clean out his ears, because there was no way she should have been able to say that so nonchalantly.

“WHY?!”

“Wanted to see if it tasted better.”

He stared at her, trying to gauge if she was messing with him… and then, because he simply had to know, he asked: “And… and does it?”

She looked down at the abomination she had created sadly.

“No.”

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[golbrocklovely]

Does anyone know Sams Chart? I just got an astrology book and im really into reading charts. That boy is a closed book. I know why he said he doesnt show emotion, he explained it in a email, but for someone whos so into growing as a person he still hasnt changed that aspect of himself.

well, we don't know his rising since he's never talked about what time he was born at, but (assuming he was born in kansas city, kansas) his sun is sag, his moon is cancer, and his venus is scorpio. here's the rest of his chart if you care to look into it haha

i kinda feel bad i don't read his emails as often as they come in lol

but i did read the one you're talking about and honestly... i disagree with him wholeheartedly. first off, the way he talks about emotions just shows how much growing up he needs to do. you can't go around thinking emotions are negatives or positives. that's not the point of emotions. emotions are neutral. it's your reaction or actions to your feelings that can be seen as negative or positive.

not to mention the examples he gave are a bit extreme. running a marathon takes time, effort, and training, something not everyone has the ability to do. while sitting down and watching a tv show is something we can all do.

sam, while i love him dearly, is a little too invested into the hustle culture. i can just tell that sam sees any time that you aren't working as wasted time, which is not only dumb but really unhealthy in the longer term to think.

setting goals and following thru on them is important. however, working yourself to the bone is not gonna do anything besides make you want to off yourself by the time you're 35. also, it can't be """wasted time""" if you enjoyed yourself.

sitting on your phone for 2 hours scrolling thru tiktok, while not productive, is still important. if those 2 hours brought you happiness, made you laugh, made your day just a little less stressful, then how was it wasted? maybe if you have a laundry list of other things to do you shouldn't do it first, just manage your time better. but that time can't be wasted if you enjoyed yourself when you did it.

[the-necessary-unnecessary]

My top 7 Arsenal wfc players, aka the whole team because they're all my children and you can't chose between children

(And they're not many more than seven anyways)

Beth Mead: a wizard on the wong and the original crot queen. She may not have had the best season this year but shes still managed to play an important part in the team and has conquered many hearts in the process. If she has to retire early because of all the hits she receives during matches then she's got a bright future ahead of her as a cringey tiktok star or, if that fails, a career as a HSM impersonator on cruise ships

Cailtin Foord: there were mixed opinions when she was first announced as a new signing, but she almost immediately became one more member of the arsenal family amongst players and supporters alike. Before Covid struck shes already stamped her mark on the club with her skill and made her way onto the scoresheet, and now shes also made her way into Lia's house and infected the squad with the chaotic tiktok bug

Dan Carter: literally a gooner through and through having played for arsenal for practically all her life and pulling through in the big moments. Heartbreak and injury have been her middle names for over the past year having sustained two ACL injuries in 14 months. Even if she hasnt had as much of an impact on the pitch shes still been a large part of injury fc, with her and her diary always being a source of sarcasm and banter through it all.

Danielle Van De Donk: she probably described herself best when she said she was a feisty puppy who wants to ball. A woman who takes no prisoners during matches, opponents refs and the back of nets all fear her. Off the pitch though shes a real softie who radiates chaotic energy and yet has developed over the years into quite the leader (even if she still follows beth around on her tiktok adventures)

Jennifer Beattie: a friendly giant who quietly puts in all the work at the back, being an absolute unit as a last line of defense which was sorely missed during her injury. She came back from City because arsenal is home and that's beautiful. Talking about beautiful, her and Chloe. That's it, nothing more needs to be elaborated on. Pretty underrated although shes been getting more attention lately, she makes Kim company as the quiet Scottish duo who are lethal on the pitch

Jill Roord: despite her love hate relationship with goal posts, shes still made her mark at arsenal this year especially thanks to the fact that she has remained injury free this year (dont worry I touched wood when I typed that) and hopefully next year when shes settled in even more to the team and the league then she'll be able to show what she's truly made of. That is, if she lasts that long before the team kick her out for being too annoying. A woman who likes the two extremes, Frozen and Olaf as well as blonde tattooed players and famous thirst traps, she epitomises this soft yet hard personality dichotomy too

Jordan Nobbs: calm, composed, skillful, professional, dynamic and with the capacity of being able to astutely read the game, she's the personification of arsenal in a player. Having been at the club for a whole decade now she's practically lived it all and yet she continues on hungry for better and more. With the way she acts on the pitch you would never guess her forgetful, dorky, awkward nature off it. The woman with both the longest nando's order ever and the shortest attention span.

Katie McCabe: the Irish devil, the arsenal player founder of the tucked in shirt, member of the love to hate her girlfriend club. Her almost permanent move to left back this season has reaped bountiful benefits for her, a flexible player who always finds freedom on the wing shes proved herself as lethal as both a defender and a finisher. In Jordan's words, she talks about her biceps all the time, but so would I if I was that stacked. That being said, Ruesha always finds a way to beat her which is probably payback for her scoring against West Ham in the cup

Katrine Veje: another player lost to injury this season, although lockdown has treated her well (that makes one of us) and she's apparently fully fit again. Shes been sorely missed as a fullback for most of her season, her explosiveness and crosses in particular. As it is shes used her time to get in some spectacular photoshoots and just be and just be a source of clownery as a veteran at injury fc

Kim Little: as silent as Kim and as deadly as Kim should be new british sayings at this point. Quick on her feet with nerves of steel shes an impressive player to watch and is sometimes the glue in the midfield that keeps arsenal together. Her professionalism both on and off the pitch is as big as her dislike of cameras

Leah Williamson: the face of arsenal and not because of her looks, rather because of her insane talent and her embodiment of all things arsenal. From the moment she was born arsenal was pumping through her veins. One of the best up and coming CBs with long range passes for days she has been a crucial part of the arsenal squad for so long you forget she's just 23. What she lacks in some of her fashion choices she makes up in her bright and nerdy personality and her never ending stream of insults directed at Jordan

Leonie Maier: she recently said that she has never regretted the decision to move to arsenal and that has been because shes been able to shine in defense mainly alongside Leah, each playing off each other's strengths and developing herself as a player in a new league which is never an easy transition. Dont let her banana bread making trick you into thinking shes the mum in the group, shes proved herself to be as chaotic as the rest of them.

Lia Walti: arguably the best thing to come out of Switzerland since toblerone (much better than swiss cheese though). Like a lot of arsenal players, it sometimes seems like she would be better off playing in bubble wrap so she wouldnt sustain as many injuries. She's an intelligent player, one of the best qualities to have as a midfielder, with skill coming out of her ears and unfulfilled potential still to come. Her sunshine-like looks can be deceiving though because she leaves her brain cells in the changing room, as is becoming an arsenal tradition.

Lisa Evans: another alround players who, as a winger-cum-fullback, has thrived in her position this year. Her defensive position yet forward thinking mentality has proved deadly and when shes been given space to roam the wing too shes provided goals and assists a plenty. Her unpredictability on the pitch translates into her chaotic tendencies off it and a love for the arsenal anthem “we've got McCabe, Katie McCabe”. Sometimes she likes to pretend that she's a seal (exhibit A attached below)

Louise Quinn: it would be stereotypical to say that it's natural that shes so good at headers due to her height, but stereotypes exist for a reason and her tower-like build makes her a match for any Millie Bright in the heading department. She's a consistent, sturdy player who is great at starting up play from the back in many cases providing that vital first past (sometimes with her head because she's tall). Her pastimes include drinking a lot of coffee, understandable that she needs to refuel considering her height, and making fun on her teammates so that they dont make fun of her accent and her 183 cm length. Have I mentioned that she's tall?

Manuela Zinsberger: an extremely talented goalkeeper although sometimes people can excusably confuse her with being arsenal's eleventh outfield player. Another bayern recruit she's been key this season making some great saves and causing a few heart attacks in the process (west ham's penalty box free kick anyone?). She may look tough but she's just as much a clown as the rest of them

Pauline Peyraud-Magnin: the second proud member of the goalkeepers union. Shes not called the Hulk for no reason, racking up some great saves and skills with her feet even as Joe's second choice. What she lacks in command of the english language she makes up in utter chaos including hand gestures, shouting and eratic dancing, well as staging photoshoots at arsenal's gym.

Viki Schnaderbeck: shes been able to mostly avoid injury fc this season after a long stint there last year and her hardwork has paid off to establish her as a mainstay here as a skilled defensive player. Shes been loud and proud recently on social media and I am loudly and proudly here to support it

Vivianne Miedema: in Katie's own words “the goat”. Absolutely lethal as a center-forward, calm collected and composed in front of the goal, and also crucial in providing build up play and assists. She can both hold off opponents and reach an unmatched maximum speed with surprising ambidexterity and complete nonchalantness. The only player who is actively lazy and is able to get away with it. She puts up with a lot of chaos but is not unknown to add to it too, mainly providing subtle humor and sarcastic wit. Not a personality for the faint hearted.

[tomuras-doormat]

Wake Up - Katsuki Bakugou x F!Reader

I saw a video on TikTok and it gave me the idea to write this, not sure how long I’ll make it but I’ll try to make this one more lengthy Word Count: 4K Warnings: Uhh, just sadness?

4 Years Old You yelped as you were pushed to the ground, dirt now covering your face and little dress. The boys who pushed you over laughed at you and continued to throw dirt at you. Why did this happen.. “What are you doing to her?!”

You lift your head up as you hear the voice of your best friend, Katsuki. You smiled and scurried to your feet, rushing behind him as he held his arm out to shield you. “Oh we’re just messing with her, it’s not like we hurt her.” one of the boys said. Bakugou scoffed and glared at the boys. “If you’re gonna pick on someone pick on someone your own age! You’re clearly older than she is!” Watching your friends’ hand tighten into a fist you grab his arm and shake your head. “Don’t hurt them Kacchan..” you said softly. Bakugou turned to you and frowned, he clearly wanted to give them a taste of their own medicine. You shake your head again and give him those pleading puppy dog eyes that he could never go against. Bakugou sighed and grabbed your hand. “Fine, but were going somewhere else to play..” he said softly. You smiled at him and nodded your head, following Bakugou to where ever he was taking you. Bakugou lead you to another near by park and your eyes widened. “This park is so much more bigger than the other one!” you said happily. Bakugou crossed his arms and smirked. “I knew you would like it.” His smug look being wiped off his face as you gave him a slight push. You giggled at his unbalanced wobbling form and ran away onto one of the play areas. Bakugou laughed a bit and ran after you. “Don’t think you can get away from me!” he yelled as he ran up the stairs. After hours of playing chase you two collapsed onto the ground panting and looked up at the sky. Bakugou looked over and grabbed your hand, smiling at you as you both try to catch your breath. “I like you Y/N..” he said softly, his grip on your hand tightening. Turning your head to look at him you smile back, “I like you too Kacchan!” Bakugou let go of your hand and stood up, holding out his hand to help you get up yourself. “Come on, mother gave me some extra money today so I wanna take you somewhere.” You smiled and grabbed his hand helping him pull you to your feet. Bakugou held your hand tightly and lead you to the park’s entrance. Walking out of the park you two walked down the sidewalk towards the busy part of the city. You had never been so far into the city without your parents but you trusted Bakugou knew where he was going. He was brave and strong after all so he wouldn’t let anything happen to you guys! Smiling and looking around you adjusted your grip in Bakugou’s hand so your fingers intertwined. Pulling you close to him he walked through a crowd of people gathered around in front of a TV shop, something about Endeavor was playing. Of course you liked Endeavor, he was a Pro Hero after all! You and Bakugou shared the same idol and that was All Might! Bakugou would invite you over to his house sometimes to watch movies about All Might while your parents talked and drank some red liquid. “We’re here!” Bakugou’s voice dragged you out of your thoughts and you looked up. You gasped and looked at Bakugou saying, “This is that new candy store that just opened!” Bakugou smiled at the glimmer of excitement in your eyes and smiled. “Yup! Since I like you I want to keep you with me, so I thought candy would do that.” he said with his signature smug look. You smiled and hugged him, Bakugou wrapping his arms around you as well. Letting go of each other you interlocked fingers again and walked inside. You couldn’t believe it, there was all kinds of candy and so much of it! Letting go of his hand you ran over to where the lollipops were. What kind of candy were you most excited for? How could you decide on just one? How much could Kacchan buy..? Following Bakugou up to the wooden table you try to put the candy on the counter. Bakugou grabbed the candy from you and set it on the counter. Puffing out your cheeks you huffed as the boy showed you up by being taller than you. He smiled at you and took out the money his mother gave him. “Is this everything?” asked the man being the counter. “Yes sir!” responded Bakugou. Going on his tippy toes to try and look over the counter he watched as the man finished scanning everything. “That’ll be $10 young man.” Bakugou nodded and counted his money, a frown coming to his face. Looking up at the man he asked, “You said $10..?” The man nodded and Bakugou counted his money again, clenching the money he looked at you. “I only have $6..” Bakugou said said softly. You grabbed Bakugou’s arm and smiled. “It’s ok Kacchan! I don’t need all that candy anyways.” Bakugou smiled and looked up at the old man and asked, “Could you make it so it’s only $6 sir..?” The old man chuckled and put the candy into a bag. “It’ll only be $6 today young man.” Bakugou went on his tippy toes and handed the man the money and in return the man handed Bakugou a bag of all the candy. “Thank you so much sir!” you said happily. The man smiled and nodded and you two walked out of the store, hand in hand. 14 Years Old Both you and Bakugou had come to realize what you felt towards each other. Love A feeling neither of you knew how to express but also knew exactly how to express it. It was almost like you two were a couple already. Bakugou would always walk you to to and from school, he would walk you to your class, and sometimes he would even make a lunch for you. You two were inseparable and just about everyone thought you two were dating. So then why did it hurt you both when you said no? It was another normal day, Bakugou walked you to school, waited for you at your locker and you did the same for him, he then walked you to class and now here you sat in your ever so boring History lesson. Why did we have to learn History anyways? It’s not like it’s going anywhere.. You sighed and looked out the window hoping your daydreams would drown out the annoying teacher’s voice. Maybe you should ask Bakugou out. What would change though? It would only be a title. You’re pulled out of your thoughts as teacher announces that there will be a quiz tomorrow. You sighed and pulled out your planner and wrote down that you needed to study. It’s not like you were bad in History, you just wanted to make sure of a couple things and it’s not always bad to study sometimes. You put your planner away and went back to your dream world, it really made time move faster. You teacher announced that it was time for lunch and you stood up out of your seat. Exiting the classroom stood Bakugou, in the same place, same position, everyday without fail. You walked over to him and smiled. Over the years Bakugou stopped being happy, but he still is with you. He may not smile as often as he used to but he does smile sometimes when he’s with you. “Where is your lunch Y/N.” asked the spiky blonde. “Oh, I must’ve forgot it on the kitchen table..” you said softly as you rubbed the back of your neck. The blonde boy scoffed and handed you a small lunch box. “You’re lucky I brought an extra today idiot..” You giggled and grabbed the box. Hearing some small chatter from students you look at Bakugou and he nodded, both of you knew exactly what the other was saying, like you had telepathy. Both of you made your way to the stairs that lead to the roof. “So how was class today?” Bakugou asked. “Boring as ever. The teacher kept talking and talking! He said we have a quiz tomorrow so I’ll have to study for that..” you said as you pushed open the door. Walking through the open door you and Bakugou walk to you favorite spot on the roof. It was a small area down by the garden club completed with a floral archway and white stone bench. The only peaceful thing the both of you saw all day. Sitting down on the bench the two of you opened your lunches and started eating. Finishing the tasty lunch, you bandaged the box back up and set it down next to Bakugou. “Was it good?” Bakugou asked with a mouth full of food. You giggled and nodded your head. “It tasted amazing, maybe I should have you make my lunches from now on.” Rolling his eyes he swallowed the food and looked around at the flowers. “Hey uh, you’ve heard people talk about us right? I mean like all the rumors about us dating..” You looked up at the blonde and tilted your head. “Yeah. What of it?” The blonde sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “Well what if..” Bakugou sighed again. What was he trying to say? Why was it so hard? “What if we did start dating?” Bakugou asked softly. You stared at his ruby eyes mouth slightly agape. What did he say..? “You want to start dating..?” you asked, now realizing what you were saying you felt a blush creep to your face. The blonde nodded and grabbed your hands. “We’re already doing stuff like what a couple would do, why not make it official?” Staring into his eyes you smiled and nodded. Bakugou pulled you into a hug and held you close. “So you’re my boyfriend now huh?” Bakugou chuckled and pulled away from the hug. “Only yours idiot.” 16 Years Old You and Bakugou ended up going to the same high school, UA High. It was incredible that you got in since you never developed a quirk. When the time came to find out whether you got accepted to the school or not, both you and Bakugou waited till both of yours arrived and opened the letters together. You had both decided that neither of you would go to UA if the other didn’t get in, so when both of you got an acceptance letter a huge party was thrown by both of your families. Bakugou ended up in the hero course and you ended up in the support course. Bakugou always joked with you saying things like “You better be working on my upgrades first” or “Don’t you dare think you can give that dumbass Deku good upgrades” You didn’t know who ‘Deku’ was but it must be someone Bakugou doesn’t like. Today was the day of the Sports Festival meaning you got a day off of class and you get to watch your boyfriend kick butt in the festival. Of course you had to participate as well and you ere quite nervous. This was a great way for Bakugou to show off his quirk and you wanted to help him to get scouted by an agency, but you knew he would be upset if he found out you helped him to win. He would also be upset if he found out your purposefully lost so he could win. All you could do was do your best, quirk or not. Looking around at the crowd of students you realize how weak you actually are. Everyone around you had amazing quirks and you were quirkless. Honestly you’re still surprised on how you got into UA. You looked down at your feet and zone out of whatever Midnight was saying. How could you focus when you have now come to realization just how useless you were? You jump as an arm wraps wound your waist. You sigh and smile as you see Bakugou standing next to you. “You know how long it took me to find you idiot?” You giggled and wrap your arms around his waist. Looking down at you he smiled and looked back up at Midnight. He was proud to know that you were his and he’d be damned if he let you stand by yourself with tons of other hormonal guys and not be next to you. He had to protect his girl of course. You may not enjoy your quirkless body but Bakugou loves it. Just more of a reason that he needs to protect you. Be your knight in shinning armor. With the games starting you told Bakugou not to worry about you and to make sure he gets first place for the both of you. You lost the first game. It didn’t shock you and you weren’t sad at all. The next game you would be completely useless in. You figured that with having no quirk you should take up a martial arts or at least work out a bit but you never got around to it. So you sat in the stands and watched you boyfriend run around with people you assumed were from his class. You offered to meet Bakugou at his class but he always refused and told you to wait for him at your class, his excuse being he didn’t want you walking so far across campus alone. You looked around and noticed that a lot of people had failed the first round. None of your friends had been eliminated sad to say, but that didn’t bother you. You pulled out your phone and scrolled through the apps you had settleing on playing an RPG called Unison League. Your character was a Cleric and you had decent gear. You hadn’t been playing the game long but your gearscore was almost to 100K. Activating your Unison you chose to use your monster named Teach. He was a ghost pirate monster and you were embarrassed to say you had a crush on him, of course you would never tell Bakugou that. You smiled to yourself and continued to play the game when you heard Present Mic’s voice echo through the stadium announcing which teams won. You set your phone down for a second and cheered when you heard Bakugou’s team be called. The fuming blonde didn’t seem happy but he managed to pick your voice out of all the cheering and look in your direction, giving you a small wave. “Who are you waving to bro?” Kirishima asked. Bakugou scoffed and put his hands in his pockets. “None of your business stupid hair. Kirishima frowned and ran over to him, looking in the crowd to try and find who he was being so friendly to. Kirishima had never seen Bakugou be so soft to anyone. Kirishima had now set a goal to figure out who this mysterious person was. Maybe this person was also the reason Bakugou never joined us for lunch. You stood in the hall and waited for the return of your angry boyfriend. Looking around and finally spotting the blonde you smiled and ran over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and hugging him tightly. “You did great out there honey! The way you flew around using your quirk was amazing!” Hearing the soft chuckle from his voice you looked up at him as his arm managed to wrap around you loosely. “It’s cause I’m the real deal baby. These other extras don’t even compare to me.” You smiled and nodded your head, going on your tippy toes to kiss his cheek. Still holding onto you he lead the way to the stadium seats and you pointed to where you were sitting before, not noticing the few boys following behind you two. “Bakugou you didn’t tell us you had a girlfriend! How could you hide such a cute girl from us?” said another blonde boy. Bakugou scoffed and held your hand as you two sat down. “For that exact reason dumbass. Besides I don’t want you creeps in my business.” You turned around in your seat and looked at the three boys. There was a blonde one, a red head and one with black hair. “Where did Mina go?” asked the red head. The black haired one responded by saying “She wanted to sit with the girls.” You turned back around in your seat and laid your head on Bakugou’s shoulder. Maybe now that they knew about you two you could meet him at his classroom now. 18 Years Old It was graduation day and you had never been so excited. While Bakugou was out doing his work study you went and got a part time job and you had saved up enough money to buy an apartment for the both of you in the center of town. You got the keys to the apartment early this morning so you could wrap it and give it to Bakugou for his present. You two had always talked about moving in together and even though it was a small apartment it was still a start for your new lives together. After all the diplomas were handed out you ran over to Bakugou and hugged him tightly. He picked you up and spun you around, holding you close he gazed into your eyes, a slight blush creeping over both of your faces. Swallowing hard and leaning in you both shared your first kiss with each other. You pulled away and punched his chest playfully as your face was clearly more flushed than his was. The blonde boy smirked at you and set you down, planting a quick kiss to your cheek. “Don’t forget your graduation present I spent so long getting.” you said, smiling as you held up the small gift box. Bakugou took the box and smiled down at you saying, “Your gift is over in my car, let’s open them together ok?” You smiled and nodded you head, taking your hand in his you followed him over to his car. Bakugou opened the car door and leaned and grabbed a small box almost the same size as yours. He closed his car door and looked down at you. “Actually I have to give you the gift so how about I open yours first?” You tilted your head but then smiled. “Of course honey!” What could the gift be that he has to give it to me? You held your own hands and watched with beaming eyes as your boyfriend opened the small box. He pulled out the keys and looked at you. “Keys?” you could hear the confusion in his voice and you sighed. “Keys to our new apartment dummy!” you said with a small laugh. Bakugou’s eyes widened and he smiled, “You got us a place?!” You giggled as he picked you up again and planted soft kisses all over your face. “It’s in the city as well! You said you wanted to be in Endeavor’s Agency so I found an apartment that was only a short walk to the Agency!” you said happily. Bakugou smiled and set you down. “That was so thoughtful of you baby.. Now I think it’s time I give you my gift.” Bakugou said with a deep sigh. He held the box tightly in his hands and you watched as he goes down onto his knee, your eyes widening at what was happening in front of you. “We’ve been together since day 1 and it took me 14 years to realize that you were the one, the only one, for me. I want you to stay by my side as much as I want to stay by yours. We’ll have a good life baby, I promise. I’ll make sure we live a life of luxury and I’ll make sure you’re always protected and taken care of. So what do you say baby, will you accept my proposal..?” Your eyes welted with tears and you covered your mouth. You were speechless. All you could manage to do was frantically nod your head as tears started to pour from your eyes. Bakugou stood up and wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly as you sobbed into his robe. Bakugou opened the box and pulled you away from his body. He wiped away your tears and smiled as he lifted your left hand. He kissed your cheek as he slide the ring onto your finger. You looked at the ring and sniffled. You had never felt happier in your life. You held onto Bakugou and you didn’t want to let him go, crying and saying how happy you were on repeat like a broken record. After the ceremony you both went back home and packed your things. Putting your bags over your shoulders you saw the text from Bakugou saying that he was at your house. You walked downstairs from your room and hugged your parents. “Make sure you visit often honey, ok..?” your mother said with a sniffle. You pulled away from the hug and nodded. “Be safe out there kiddo.” your dad said. You flashed him a smile and headed out the door to Bakugou’s car. He smiled at you and opened the back door for you to put your bags in. “You ready for our new life together honey?” asked your new fiancé. You smiled and kissed his cheek and said, “I’ve never been more ready in my life.” He chuckled and opened your car door for you, waiting for you to slide in to close the door. You put your seat belt on and look out the window. Bakugou slid into his seat and started the car. He put his seat belt on and reached over to grab your hand before putting the car in drive and pulling out of your driveway. You two had the windows rolled down and blasted music all the way to your new apartment. When you arrived at the apartment you didn’t do much. You laid out a rug, Bakugou set up the TV and both of you laid a mattress in what you labeled the bedroom. Crashing onto the bed you two snuggled up next to each other. “What time even is it..?” you asked. Bakugou rolled over and grabbed his phone to look at the time. “It’s about 5 pm, how about we take a short nap and we order pizza for dinner.” You smiled and nodded your head at the idea of eating that delicious pizza. You snuggled up into his chest and closed your eyes, feeling lips on top of your head. “I love you Bakugou..” you said softly as you started to drift off to dreamland. “I love you too baby, but you need you wake up now...” he said in a sad tone. You lifted your head up confused. “Bakugou..?” You looked around your room to see decorations you have around your walls. You rub your eyes and swallow hard. What is going on..? Where is Bakugou..? You glanced over at your phone as your alarm started to go off. You grabbed your phone and turned the alarm off. No.. It couldn’t have been a dream.. He was right there with me.. It was so real.. You pulled your knees to your chest as you started to cry. You shook your head rapidly and raked your fingers through your hair, ending up on rubbing your face and biting your bottom lip. You wiped away your tears and looked out your window to see the moon still up and stars still brightly shining. This can’t be happening.. This is just a nightmare! It has to be.. You choked back a sob and rubbed your eyes to stop more tears from spilling out. “Please don’t leave me Bakugou..”

[regrettablewritings]

Preferences: Guilty Pleasures

Characters: Okoye, Lucifer Morningstar, Dewey Finn, Peter B. Parker, Ahkmenrah

Okoye

Okoye is straightforward and stony upon first impressions. And, admittedly, even afterward. The only real difference is that, if one gets to know her better, they might find shock in the fact that in spite of her appearance, she Dora leader actually likes sweets. However, it’s not sweet things in general that Okoye feels guilty for enjoying: It’s Starbucks.

Starbucks is the antithesis of everything Okoye is associated with: Supremely un-Wakandan, a chain establishment, and overall just not worth the absurd cost. Not to mention superbly unhealthy when compared to the rest of a fighter’s typical diet. But yet you can bet that every time she needs to go out of the country or off-continent, there’s an invasive shout for joy at the possibility that she might be able to get her hands on a Frappucino (followed by an internal scolding).

She can’t even explain exactly why she likes it; there are plenty of good, even healthier sweet things back in Wakanda -- heck, back anywhere else!

But it’s a bit like when someone craves the cheap taste of school pizza over a legit pie cooked in a stone hearth: She just loves the sugary sweetness, the application of whipped cream to an already tooth-rottingly saccharine icy drink, the addition of chocolate. But Bast, she also hates it. But ever since T’Challa practically shoved a grande cup of caramel frappucino into her hands, she hasn’t felt entirely the same.

Against her better judgement, she’s more or less unintentionally tried 45% of the menu drink-wise. She doesn’t particularly care much for the food part of the establishment, though if she should ever find herself in one during the fall, she might indulge in a chunky slice of pumpkin bread under the conviction that it’s healthy enough for being gourd-related. Never mind that it’s just a cinnamon mixture with more sugar than actual pumpkin-derived anything.

Really, of all those mentioned on this list, Okoye is the one who probably feels the most disappointed in herself whenever she indulges in her guilty pleasure: It’s a betrayal to her patriotism, to her dignity, and to her attempts to eat healthy. But damn, if this type of betrayal doesn’t taste so addicting . . .

Lucifer Morningstar

The thing about Lucifer is that it’s actually a bit hard for him to feel any regrets over liking anything; he’s the Devil, after all, so his whole thing is about embracing the things that make you feel good. And even besides that, he’s mostly managed to skate by in his time on Earth by categorizing things as Stuff He Likes, Stuff He Tolerates, Stuff He Doesn’t Bother With, and Stuff Humans Seem to Enjoy But He Doesn’t Quite Get. It’s a tad restricted of a system but you can’t argue with results.

However, just because something is difficult doesn’t mean that it’s impossible. The Devil can, in fact, recognize absurdity in liking certain things. Hence why, to a point, he’s fallen prey to his own bizarre pleasures: The Devil has guilty pleasures, and it’s in stupid YouTube videos, Vine, and TikTok.

After he finally drank the Kool-Aid and got himself a smart phone, it was only a matter of time before Lucifer fell down the rabbit hole that is YouTube prank videos and strange uploads about nonsense and animal humor. It was also only a matter of time before he found himself stumbling into Vine compilations. The Celestial is terrifically mystified by the creative power of humans, managing to tell entire stories and peak comedy in only a span of seven seconds. But he’s also quite loathe to have realized it’s been long defunct by the time he’s discovered it.

He’s even more loathe to find himself making references in his daily life: He has actually quietly blurted out, “I sure hope it does” in response to seeing a Road Work Ahead sign, causing Chloe some confusion (and Lucifer lots of embarrassment). He has referred to a culprit as “Jared, Age 19″. Since discovering Vine, there has been at least one night wherein he and a bed mate were sitting there with barbecue sauce on his tiddies, but that was by sheer coincidence.

But eventually the Vine compilation well dried up, and the inevitable transfer over to TikTok happened. And Luci honestly doesn’t know what to make of TikTok. He would describe it as Vine’s Molly-addicted cousin based on its obsession with dancing, but the dances are so stationary that even that doesn’t seem quite right. The videos on the platform are also much more . . . bizarre. And some of them admittedly trigger a fight-or-flight response in him, to which he always chooses the third option of freezing if only so he can keep watching the train wreck unfold before his eyes.

The trouble with TikTok, he’ll admit to himself, is that it’s not as easy to find iconic content the same way he could with Vine. However, this isn’t to say that he hasn’t found anything worth watching over and over and over again . . .

(Let’s just say the “Wolf Pack Compilation” lives in his head rent-free, and he’s both too amused by it and too overwhelmed by its vibe to try and evict it.)

Dewey Finn

Dewey is . . . a special case. Given that he associates messy living and indulging in one’s pleasure a part of the rocker lifestyle, he’s generally quick to embrace whatever makes him happy. He’s very upfront about his interests and is arguably almost incapable of feeling shame. But it’s in there: Deep down. No, not in himself -- in his Spotify. Specifically, a Spotify account made on an email he never uses because it was made specifically to create this separate, uber secret playlist.

One marked “Actual Musical Bops.”

Dewey hates musicals: They’re cheesy, uninspired, gaudy, ridiculous, totally aimed at chicks with weird fantasies that he could never aspire to, and the music is just overall unimpressive. And yet, somehow, against his music elitist nature, a handful have managed to slip through the cracks. At the very least, a handful of numbers have clawed their way past his defenses and into his ear, where they now live rent-free.

In spite of his best efforts, the problems are that he’s a New Yorker, so it’s inevitable that he hears a song or two; and also that, as an instructor (to wealthy New York tweens whose families can afford frequent tripes to the Great White Way, no less), he’s definitely going to wind up hearing about some shows and their stand-out numbers: Against his will, he knows the lyrics to “My Shot”; he has cried in the secrecy of his apartment to “When I Grow Up”; in the never-necessary reason he needs to remember how many minutes there are in a year, he sings it inside his head; hell, he’s even found himself trying to figure out the electric guitar riff from “The Phantom of the Opera” during his down time.

What’s all the more embarrassing is that, given how he presents himself as a music elitist, there’s just no way he can come back from this if anyone were to know. He has to catch himself when he finds himself humming “Johanna” in the teacher’s lounge. He scowls at himself when he can’t sleep and gives in and starts playing “No One is Alone.” He wants to kick his thick ass every time he realizes he’s excited to have stumbled across a “slime tutorial” on YouTube, this one with better quality than the last. The reason he actually put a password on his phone wasn’t out of privacy like a sensible person would, but out of a need to make sure that no one ever found out that he had downloaded the entire Beetlejuice soundtrack, including jankily-recorded songs that never made it to the official cast recording for whatever reason!

And should anyone ever find out about any of this, Dewey has a plan: “Oh, I’m doing research. I’m studying these songs so I can give the kids a lesson on what not to do as actually competent musicians.”

But the lesson would never actually come. Mainly because he keeps prolonging his “research” . . .

He’s also developed a bit of a soft spot for My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic due to some students gushing about it, but he would rather sooner die than ever be associated with the term “brony.”

Peter B. Parker

Peter is at a point where he’s too tired to really care about the idea of guilty pleasures. The way he sees it, there are bigger priorities at stake than worrying about someone finding out about your love of some hokey activity or food or form of entertainment.

Besides, he’s a New Yorker: There’s way weirder stuff for people to just not pay any real attention to. Hence why he thinks nothing of his bizarre eating habits. And no, this isn’t referring to his disastrous appetite: This is about his tendency to eat food with his hands. Foods that, well, he really should probably utilize eating utensils for.

To be fair, this habit has always existed in him in some form or another, especially since, as Spider-Man, he often needs to eat food on the go. But during the time he spent living the life of a depressed bachelor, it came out in full force. On the rare occasion he wasn’t eating a food that deserved to be eaten by hand, he often found himself loathing the idea of doing the dishes afterward. There would be days he’d feel only slightly less depressed; enough to make a box of Kraft Mac n Cheese in the pot, but not enough to avoid cutting out the middle man.

He’s thankful the craptastic apartment wasn’t also see-through because if it were, he’s positive his neighbors would’ve thought they were bearing witness to a man’s breakdown as he wept into a pot of macaroni and cheese, his hand full of the stuff, while wearing a Spider-Man costume. (And, to be fair, they actually would be.)

In addition to this, there were also those nights where he would be prepared to actually tuck in to a plate of spaghetti, only for some crime going on elsewhere in the city to drag him away. By the time he’d return, the plate would’ve been cold and his energy too depleted to want to even dream about cleaning more than he already had to.

The great news is that he’s thankfully done a 180, now able and willing (if begrudgingly) to clean up after himself. But bad news is that this feral man will still eat a fully-loaded baked potato like an apple. In a park. In front of women and children. He’s just too tired to care anymore. He’s aware of the guilt in this as a concept, but he’s also aware that he needs to take whatever happiness he can get out of whatever he does. And if that means eating everything by hand, then so be it!

Ahkmenrah

Funnily enough, Ahkmenrah doesn’t seem to experience much of any shame for enjoying the things most might feel the need to hide: He’s constantly curious and has missed out on a lot over the centuries, so why should he feel bad for wanting to indulge in them? Celebrity gossip is just a more fun version of the palace gossip he’d grown up hearing as a boy; reality TV is like watching a play, but with much more fights, less deaths, and more faulty romances; and sloppy meatball subs are like a feast for a man of his time!

Besides, he’s a king: Kings shouldn’t have to feel embarrassment over what the common folk might think.

And yet . . . It took some time, but eventually Ahkmenrah did experience it: Guilt in his pleasures.

He couldn’t even recall where it had all started. Maybe he was searching for more content to swallow after the most recent season of his new favorite show had ended? Whatever the case, he wound up biting off more than he could chew when he stumbled upon . . . fanfiction.

The adorable yet sad thing is that he didn’t even think anything of it at first. It wasn’t until he brought up a ship he’d invested his last few nights awake exploring on the computer: Nobody knew what the crap he was talking about, so of course he felt the need to explain it. But the more he talked, the more perplexed his friends looked. And the more he could feel his cheeks and ears burn.

Oh, he thought. Is this . . . embarrassment? Is that what this feels like? Oh, this is just foul.

Thankfully, nobody pressured him to keep talking about it, but the poor king sure as heck didn’t feel much of a desire to talk any further about it. But he needed to talk to somebody about his newly acquired “feels” as those online were calling them.

Joining fanfiction-oriented sites was the next obvious step, of course, but he’s experienced mixed feelings about it: On one hand, it’s nice to talk with people who share similar views and excitement about a fictional couple. But on the other, the digital wars that have broken out both disturb him and bring out the worst in him.

Like, of course there are bigger things to deal with than whether or not So-So is better off with Him-Ham, but if you truly think that Blah-Blah and Himhaw are a healthy relationship, then you can go do a service and bury yourself in the desert sands to provide substance to the hungry beetles with your flesh --

Suffice to say, a lot of the guilt in this pleasure seems to come from the fact that Ahk can get a little too emotionally invested if the work is really good. He tries to limit his interactions to commenting and praising certain works, and encouraging content creators. However, he’s also contemplated contributing his own pieces of fiction to the fandom . . .

[florrickandassociates]

TGF Thoughts: 5x05-- And the firm had two partners...

Hello and happy season 6 renewal! I think I assumed TGF would last three years when it premiered—not five, and certainly not six (this assumption was because I thought the CBS All Access experiment would fail and it would take three seasons for them to admit defeat). Now, I kinda think TGF might just run as long as the people involved want to do it. The way I’ve come to think of TGF is that, because it has no overarching arc or plot and because it is always topical, it is a show without a clear end point. That’s why it’s still fresh even though it is a spin-off in its fifth season. I could see it still feeling fresh in its tenth season if it continues to evolve and change. Anyway, here’s to season six!  

Thoughts on season five, episode five, which I didn’t really love, under the cut.

The episode kicks off with TikTok and Jay’s hallucinations... yay. I’m hooked.  

Look, before we get further into this episode, I’m going to comment on Jay’s plot as a whole. I am really, really glad this show decided to dedicate screentime to showing how horrific COVID is, and especially how horrific the disparities in treatment by race and class were. The hallucinations pay off about as well as they could. And I still do not like anything about this plot. I wish I could say I did.  

Rivi is now out of the hospital and suing Harbor Hospital. He claims that his daughter died of COVID due to their improper care.  

I’m intrigued by Rivi’s wife. She’s deaf and reads lips, and her first scene—where she reads the lips of Harbor Hospital’s lawyers privately discussing settlement—establishes that she’s a partner to Rivi and not “just a wife.” (I think this is going to also help distinguish Rivi from Bishop. Both care about families, but we all know Bishop had his wife killed.)  

Julius and Diane talk about Kurt’s case. Diane looks incredulous when Julius floats the idea of Kurt taking a deal. I almost laughed at Diane’s expression because, well, she’s talking to Julius, her former client who spent time in prison for something he didn’t do. Luckily the show remembers its history, and Julius notes this to Diane.  

Julius also points out that Diane is acting more like Kurt’s wife than his lawyer in this situation, and he won’t share things that are relevant to her personal life but not her professional life.

I am also not going to recap too much of the COVID stuff. Everything I have to say about it is going to be a variation on what I said above-- I'm glad they’re spotlighting important themes but I still don’t like this plot.

I do like that Jay notices Carmen saying “darn” instead of “damn.” She blames parental training and notes she also starts every email with “Dear.”

I do not like that Jay now hallucinates a woman who is literally credited as “naked woman” to illustrate that he has a little bit of a crush on Carmen.  

Why are they already bringing the suit before they have found any evidence of discrimination at Harbor Hospital and before they’ve looked into what type of care Pia Rivi actually received?  

Jay asks Carmen if she wants to join a group of RL staffers for drinks. Carmen says she’ll think about it. Yay for Carmen plots that bring her into the firm’s social circle.

I also don’t think I’ll have much to say about the Diane and Kurt plot. These FBI investigation plots are always the same: a lot of rehashing of the same fights, lots of new twists and turns where it always feels like the facts are changing, and a clean slate when all is said and done. I was thinking about this the other day and was like, “Ah, wouldn’t it be nice to go back to the good old days before the stakes got so high that the FBI was always investigating one of the regulars”? And then I remembered that season 1 of Wife has a plotline (which ends up being mostly inconsequential) in which the FBI investigate Peter.  

The FBI’s investigation of Peter in season 1 is so inconsequential, in fact, that it brings us Elsbeth’s first appearance and I STILL see people thinking that Executive Order 13224 in season 3 is her first appearance. It is forgettable enough that people manage to forget ELSBETH TASCIONI.

Anyway my point here is just that this feels like familiar territory and until the writers prove to me they have something new to say, about Jan 6 or about the FBI or about Diane and Kurt’s marriage, I... am not that invested.

Julius calls Diane out on being part of every conversation with Kurt. This is a good point. This is something that I would like to see the show address more. Didn’t Kurt ask Diane last episode not to be involved? Why don’t we get to see the fallout of that decision and how it impacts their marriage? I know this show is not character driven in the way I’d like it to be, and I know that is part of why it always feels fresh. It just tries my patience sometimes.  

Diane looks really red in this scene.  

LOL @ the stock footage of an ambulance pulling up in front of Harbor Hospital that clearly says “LOS ANGELES CITY FIRE DEPARTMENT.”  

One problem I have with Jay’s plot in this episode is that it feels very, very similar to the hospital episode of Evil. This is only a problem because the episode of Evil is much better. The hospital episode of Evil uses horror to show racism in the healthcare system; it’s very innovative and suspenseful. This episode wants to do the same thing... but I don’t think the writers found the exact right tone to pull it off. I can see what they are trying to do and admire that they are trying, at least.

I am struggling to articulate why I dislike this plot so much! The best I can say is that something just isn’t clicking. And, honestly, this may just be a problem with how little I’ve ever understood the hype around Jay. I’m not sure if I’ve ever said this before, but the show seems more enamored with Jay than I am, and I’m always at a little bit of a distance from the character. (I suspect it’s an acting thing, not a writing thing.)

There is also just a LOT going on in all of the Jay/hospital scenes, probably more than is needed to get the point across. It’s like the episode can’t decide if it’s all in on being horror, if it’s trying to be surreal, if it’s trying to be quirky, if it’s trying to be heartfelt, if it’s trying to be pointed, or if it’s trying to be about Jay’s emotions. I actually think this plot would’ve worked better if it were a little toned down.  

Starkey is in Diane’s office and it’s time for one of those scenes that happens in all of these FBI plots where the FBI agent is annoying and then the person they’re annoying walks away and is sassy towards the FBI. This scene feels like a mix of the one in the season two premiere where Starkey tries this strategy on Maia and some of the clunkier moments of the TGW series finale.

Danny Pino is on The Good Fight now! I’m excited to see him! He’s super charismatic; I see why they had him playing a politician on BrainDead. On this show, he insists everyone call him Racehorse.  

Racehorse is now representing the hospital, and Carmen is a little outmatched.  

Predictably, Racehorse’s strategy is to try to force Rivi to testify by bringing a countersuit. Testifying is obviously bad for Rivi since he runs a criminal enterprise and would have to answer questions under oath.  

Really long pause before the credits. Also, I don’t like this thing where we don’t get to see Liz until after the credits. I demand more Liz!  

This episode is called “And the firm had two partners” but has nothing to do with Diane and Liz and the drama about who should be a name partner. It barely even has anything to do with Liz! Misleading.  

Yay for Nikki M. James, who directed this episode!

Okay, I saw a post on Reddit about how everyone looks red in this episode and didn’t think anything of it, but on rewatch? That post is spot-on; everyone looks red. The scenes in Diane’s home are particularly bad. Kurt looks like he has an awful sunburn.

I’m glad to see Diane’s home also has a kitchen; I was getting concerned it really was just that one room.

I love Diane and Kurt but sometimes their plots rely too heavily on just being like, she’s a liberal! He's a conservative! Tension ensues!  

This episode is, sadly, Wackner free and very light on Marissa. I am fine without Wackner for an episode (sometimes a break from gimmick is nice) but I really miss Marissa’s energy.  

Diane asks Marissa to investigate something related to Kurt’s case. Marissa’s not thrilled, seeing as she is no longer an investigator and has two other jobs, but she agrees anyway.  

Diane doesn’t learn, does she? Two scenes ago she was apologizing to Kurt for meddling and revealing info he didn’t want her to reveal (the name of the rioter) and now she’s trying to get more information so she can... put herself in a position where she can act on more information Kurt doesn’t want her to act on? Cool.

LIZ!!!!!! FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!

Rivi and Isabel want to talk to Liz without Carmen present. Isabel, wisely, wants Liz to be on the case along with Carmen. Liz protests, but Isabel insists. She notes that she could see some associates using a racial slur against Rivi... and Liz knows she has to join the case to keep Rivi on as a client. She apologizes and then fires all three associates involved in the joke.  

There’s a whole subplot about a doctor who posts TikToks that allege racism at Harbor Hospital, but also silly TikToks to boost her follower count. I do like that they allow this doctor to be both someone who wanted to do good and someone who wanted fame.

After this, though, we lose the thread of the TikTok dancer (and of the COTW, kind of) because the plot becomes more about Jay. That’s fine, though it’s a little bit clunky.  

There’s a reveal that Jay’s hallucination of Frederick Douglass is actually a fellow patient who was in the COVID pit at Harbor Hospital with him. As I said before, this is the best payoff for the hallucinations possible, but there were still too many scenes of the hallucinations.

Wow, I actively do not want to watch these scenes a second time.

NRA lady from the season 2 panel (with Adrian, Mr. Elk, the Florrick fan, etc.) is back. She is friends with Kurt, because of course she is, and could speak up and defend him. She doesn’t want to.  

God, I hope he isn’t fucking her. I can barely do another one of these FBI plots—don't make me sit through another Kurt Likes Pretty Ladies with Guns plot.

Even though NRA lady doesn’t want to speak up, Marissa has followed Kurt and identified her.

More stuff happens with Jay.  

What if the hallucinations don’t end with this episode? I like showing that Jay is a long hauler but omg do I loathe these hallucinations.  

I do like that Jay clues Carmen in on the hallucinations.  

Why is Julius even allowing Diane to tag along on visits to Starkey, and why must this gag with the dead birds keep going?!?  

More Jay stuff.  

I just don’t get why they’re asking about the Pit, where Jay and lots of other black or brown people with COVID were held, before they have any idea where Pia Rivi was held in the hospital. Are they just trying to fact-find?  

Shockingly, Pia Rivi was never sent to the Pit and actually received special care because no one wanted to anger Rivi. I... would have assumed this from the start or looked into this before bringing the suit? I know the whole point of this case is to get to explore Jay’s experience in the hospital and shine light on disparities in healthcare but I can still nitpick!  

Jay recalls hearing someone say that he was taken out of the Pit and given better care after the hospital received a call. He asks Liz if she made that call—she didn’t. She says she wishes it had been her, but she didn’t know the situation was that bad. I’m a little surprised we didn’t get references to Adrian or Marissa here. If they could’ve made a call, they absolutely would’ve. Adrian’s like a father to Jay, and Marissa is a loyal friend. Adrian has enough sway to get Jay better care, and you KNOW Marissa is resourceful and connected enough to get him good care.

I really love this Liz and Carmen scene where Carmen asks Liz for advice and Liz helps her out. I like that Carmen still has things to learn—and knows it—even as she’s a great, capable, talented lawyer.

Carmen starts to leave, then turns around and says, “I want to learn from you. I don’t... My attitude is knowing, but it’s just my attitude. It’s not who I am.” YES! I’m so glad we’re getting lines like this that make Carmen’s personality clearer. She’s not a malicious sociopath who wants to defend drug dealers and help bad people get away with horrible crimes. She’s a new lawyer who wants to be ready to handle anything, make a name for herself, and come across as untouchable. This line makes everything click into place: this is why she’s willing to represent Rivi, put forward her own strategies, and be so polite it's rude to Liz... and why she also would rather stay at RL than go work full time for Lester.  

Liz smiles, realizing she’s gotten through. “Carmen. When I was your age, I acted exactly the same way. I wanted to be perfect. So, I acted like I was perfect. Because bluff is always a part of it, but just... just let me help you, when I can. Ask questions.” I believe it. And now I really just want to see an episode where young Liz and young Alicia face off. My guess is Liz tried to project boldness and fearlessness, while Alicia tried to project hyper competence and that’s why they clashed (and why Alicia was thought to lack a “killer instinct”). Okay, okay, I’ll stop talking about Alicia.  

Racehorse deposes Rivi and it ends with Rivi beating the crap out of Racehorse. I assume this is setting up a longer arc. You don’t introduce a personality as big as Racehorse played by a Kings-favorite like Danny Pino without having plans.  

Also, it’s heavily implied that Isabel is a huge part of the leadership of Rivi’s drug empire. I’m no longer surprised by “actually the wife isn’t so innocent and is also a criminal!” reveals, but I still like this. I think it works better because there’s never any implication that Isabel is an unknowing innocent. Rivi treats her like his equal from their first scene together; she clearly is aware and okay with his prison time and the accusations against him.

We spend a lot of time on how the whole fight was caught on camera. Wonder if that will come back. (I can’t remember—did that accidental sex tape of Maia and the DNC girl ever come back into play?)

Diane threatens NRA lady until she agrees to help Kurt out.  

Jay asks Diane if she made the call to help him. She didn’t. Like Liz, she’s apologetic that it wasn’t her.  

Turns out it was David Lee. He claims it was a business decision. Sure, David. This is so fitting with David Lee’s character—he's always doing stuff like this. And he always likes to say it was about business. I think he secretly has a heart, though.  

(I don’t have much to say about this reveal since it’s familiar territory for David Lee.)  

I like that Jay’s hallucination appears to him as his friend, rather than Frederick Douglass, in his last scene of the episode. I hope that is the end of the hallucination plot.

Kurt gets the news that NRA lady is going to speak up for him. He tells Diane and says “it’s amazing how close we came to disaster right then,” as they have a drink. KURT AND DIANE, YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER—IT IS NOT OVER UNTIL IT’S OVER. And this? Is not over! Does anyone really think this is over!? It will be more surprising to me if NRA lady actually follows through and this all gets wrapped up than if there’s a Big Twist.  

I know these writers and I know these arcs. They are meandering and full of twists and turns and add up to a complete picture that doesn’t really hold together. That’s why I’m so negative on this episode even though I’ve been positive on the arc in the past. This feels like the mid-season misdirection that it almost certainly is, and I was hoping this arc would be a little more about commentary and a little less about convoluted plot nonsense.  

Diane and Kurt dancing at the end of the episode HAS to be a reference to Diane and Will’s post-victory dances, right?  

[fmhiphop]

FM Interviews: Scar Lip Reveals New EP and HBO Appearance

New York City has birthed countless trendsetters in the female rap game. Scar Lip is adding her name to the list. "I feel as though as New York artists, people love New York artists period. I guess it's just the culture. our culture they just love." Being only 21 years old, Scar Lip doesn’t have an abundance of rap experience, but she’s been through enough to make up for it. This young artist is coming swinging out of the Bronx with an original style and a point to prove. Scar Lip, born Sierra Lucas, first began gaining traction in mid-2020 by posting freestyle raps and dance routines to her TikTok. What started as a simple vessel for self-expression has now turned into an entire platform with over 1 million followers and growing every day. @scar_lip on TikTok Lucas is one of many rappers who understand the unique power of TikTok, and is tapping in all the way. "TikTok really benefits us artists in that,   like streaming right now." She explained. "TikTok gives us that platform to help. It's like a push for us." With more and more artists joining the app every day, Scar Lip has somehow found a way to edge out her competition.   Of course, fighting hard is part of the course for a New Yorker. With a city of nearly 9 million, it’s a hard race to the top when everyone's in the same position. So what sets Scar Lip apart? The answer is her complexity and duality. On her social media, you’ll find an abundance of memes and a vibrant personality. On her Spotify, you’ll find a hardened soul. Scar Lip's earlier work from years prior such as ‘Therapy’ and ‘Suicide Awareness’ dive into deeply traumatic childhood experiences like sexual assault and abuse. Through these tracks,  we get a glimpse into a young woman who’s been through impossible adversities and is still finding herself on the other side. It’s only with her newest single 'Glizzy Gobbler' that Scar Lip has started to lean more into her silliness and natural comedic chops with her music. Other Side of the Tunnel "So actually 'Glizzy Gobbler' started off as a joke, just a little freestyle cause I'm bored," she spilled when asked on the songs origin. "And I posted it on TikTok and it blew up like crazy. and I was like “oh no”. and everyone was like 'you need to make this a song you need to drop this and make it a song'. I went to the studio and just, went in the booth and made a song."  When listening to tracks like ‘Foster Care’ it’s hard to imagine this would be the same artist rapping about 'glizzies' just a couple of years later. But instead of a hard pivot, this transition feels more like a well-earned evolution for an MC who began in a dark place and now clearly wants to reflect the headway she’s made mentally. "this is more fun, and dance, and gives them something to smile about" she said about her unnamed upcoming EP. "In 2019-2020 I was sharing my story and now I wanna show them the growth and the progress." "You see how I'm eating this Glizzy munch and I chew until I got it in me I'm spinning they think I'm a dizzy forget throwing 10 yo I'm Tryna throw 50" - Glizzy Gobbler (2022) What's up Next? Unfortunately, It looks like we’ll have to wait just a bit longer for a full length debut album from Scar Lip. Still, it’s likely you’ll see her on your screen before then. "Definitely in a couple music videos coming out, a couple shows, and you might even see on TV." Scar Lip teased. While she wasn't able to leak the name of the show, we did get one clue. "On TV. HBO." she confirmed. In addition to this, Scar Lip is developing her own makeup line. There appears to be a recent phenomenon of female artists prioritizing their status as a double threat: musician and businesswoman. Now more than ever famous women are putting real passion into their side projects, especially in the makeup world. "My focus is on music but also being an entrepreneur as well ,not just music." she expounded. Still, she has her eyes on the prize, and that's her rap career. "Concerts, shows, performances. There's a lot." It takes only one listen to 'Glizzy Gobbler' to know Scar Lip has individuality in spades. With a combination of drill, airy vocals, and an equal amount of comedic and hostile bars, she’s crafted a track uniquely all her own. According to the 21-year-old, that’s one element she’d love to see more often from her NY peers. "I wanna see more authenticity. It don’t be real. I wanna see more people being real , being themselves." she voiced. But behind the tough love, this star in the making makes sure to uplift the fellow newcomers. "Keep trying keep grinding keep fighting and most of all keep praying." Written by Dreema Carrington Read the full article

[superwinkies]

Super Junior:  Dating a Popular Broadway/Musical Actress

//weee back at it again with another headcanon! Hope the anon who requested it liked it! Tell me what you think! Also, i’m including Sungmin in all my writings now! But, it will be him and his wife! Sorry if you’re an OT9 or what! //

Boyfriend Leeteuk would never fail to monitor your performances.

but, it’s not like would comment on your skills or abilities.

it’s the small things like, how you gaze at the cast in some scenes, or like your hand motions when you do some actions.

he won’t criticise but would give you his feedbacks, which you appreciate most of the time.

also, it’s his thing to attend only the last performance. 

“end it with a bang!” he says

and when he does, it’s grand. Him dressing to the nines, biggest flower wreath for you, packed dinner box for all the cast and crew.

however, will always send you an encouraging text each night of your performance.

your relationship with him was not low key at all. it was kinda hard to keep it on the DL at first but you were relieved when you two went official.

You two now go anywhere and everywhere without caring a bit of the cameras and papparazis.

ooh biggest supporter Kim Heechul!!

he would always say, “not bad,”, but then you see him going on his youtube live and showering you with endless compliments.

“I thought you said it was not bad?”

you would then see him smiling shyly scratching the back of his head shyly.

Heechul is a busy man, so it is expected that he would miss your performance often.

but, he always makes it up! Either by sending gifts to the whole cast, or a simple dinner when you come back home.

dates with Heechul are mostly Netflix and Chilling at home. 

both of you being popular sometimes made it hard to go do normal couple things.

you mentioned once that you want to go picnic

lo and behold, Heechul prepared a picnic in his house. Set up fake grass, with a mat and picnic food.

constant harmless bicker but Heechul accommodates to you a lot. He probably would do everything for you

OKAY HE”S SWEET PLEASE!

Boyfriend Yesung would always go to your performances. You told him going once is enough but he insisted that you are too good to only watch once. 

Every performance he goes, he is always bringing different people. He says he wants everyone to see you perform.

Yesterday was his brother, the other day was two of the members and tomorrow will be with his school friends.’

Always a single stalk of rose for you which he will give once he meets you backstage at the end.

as much as your relationship was publicised, Yesung rarely ever posts about you on his social media. 

at first you thought it was because he was ashamed of you, but later you find out he didn’t want you to just be known as “Yesung Girlfriend” or get hate comments. 

also, you two would travel a lot together. If it’s not to a new country, it would be a short drive to the neighbouring city.

you liked that because people don’t swarm the both of you. you have your privacy and it’s usually one or two people who recognise you. 

also, both of you love going to record stores to find some hidden gems. 

a lot of cafe dates! and also museum dates!

for some reason Shindong do not want to publicise the relationship.

he went through it once and he don’t want you to go through the hate or scrutiny especially not when you are the country’s best musical actress.

Shindong is very careful. At first it kind of frustrates you but you slowly got to understand where he is coming from and to be quite honest, you like keeping it low key.

Dates with him are usually evening drives, watching movies in a less crowded theatre or walks at his nearby parks.

But, mostly chilling in his each other house.

No fancy public gestures, no surprise or anything on your performance day.

But, he will attend at least once, at least with his group of friends to not make it obvious. 

Come the end of the performance, you went to his home to relax and wind down.

You entered to his house decorated, with balloons and music and stuff, with CONGRATULATIONS hanging off the wall. 

He took your hands and made you sit.

Shindong would play the video he secretly took of you performing, you practicing in his house. 

You know he feels apologetic.

“I love it,” you would say as you softly caress his cheeks.

shut up our favourite dumpling is married to an actual musical actress!!

so cute okay!! please!!

Sungmin would be the most supportive person ever okay! Making time to see his wife before she starts performing!

Always sending her words of encouragement!

If he can attend, he would in a heartbeat. But when he can’t he would send you a text to ease her nerves!

He would definitely post on his social media about her performances night. 

Going on YT live together, doing fun tiktoks together, featuring on each other channel!

Just cute married couple things okay?

A lot of dates at home because our resident married couple gets tired easily!

Eunhyuk appreciates musical but even more so after dating you.

He admires the effort and hours of practice you do every single day. 

You would say, “babe, it’s the same for you?”

“Nah, I just dance. You belt out all your high notes like you’re talking!”

You would often shake your head and he would always like gently pull your closer using his arms and kiss the top of your head.

Man would attend your first performance, sitting first row. Doesn’t matter if he’s alone or with his members. 

When you would make eye contact with him, he would put out a small wave so as to not distract you. 

Somehow, this always makes you more confident. Like a boost of adrenaline. 

your relationship with him was mostly “accepted” by the general public and his fans. 

in fact, his fans would sometimes do an ad for your performance or even like send your cast and crew gifts.

likewise, your fans would sometimes send a coffee truck to his concert.

Dates with him were more free. Shopping dates, food dates. Basically normal couple dates. 

But, every date must have a slot for the both of you to eat ice cream because both you loves ice cream too much. 

sometimes, you two would go to the park, get a tub of ice cream from a convenience store and people watch as you dig in to your tub. 

Hae is the biggest fool for you to be honest

like everything you do is beautiful to him. Your smile, the way you smile, when you sing, when you focus on your script. 

He just loves everything about you OKAY

your biggest supporter! He would always post your performance on his social medias, telling his fans and followers to go support you!

He just loves tagging you, in the most random meme, edits of the both of you made by yours or his fans.

Donghae would never miss your performance. He goes to any night available if he’s free.

The one time he couldn’t was when the group toured South America.

Facetiming you to send you his words of encouragement and support! He would also ask his brother to send you a flower wreath on his behalf.

Donghae enjoys going out with you. Whether it’s to run errands or exploring new food, or even going to museums. 

His camera roll would be filled with his secret recordings of your perfomances or your candid photos he couldn’t bare to delete.

siwon is your #1 fan without a doubt!

siwon wouldn’t show his support publicly but he motivates you to be the best musical actress you can be.

“what is one challenge yo want to embark as a musical actress?”, he would ask one day randomly.

It took you a while to give him an answer. 

you eventually did

“I want to be at the top of my game. I want to perform at Broadway and have the public acknowledge my hard work”

He looks at you, only amazed and respect.

and that has become your goal since then. you were thankful for siwon for helping you realise your directions.

Siwon would usually attend at least one of your performances because #1 fanboy.

When he couldn’t he would make sure he calls you and cheers you on.

Siwon loves going on dates with you.

Sometimes, it’s exciting dates like a theme park or disco roller skating. Other times, it’s cultural appreciation dates. Occasionally, quiet chill dates at each other’s houses with books of your choice and coffee.

definitely each other support system! 

somehow, loves taking selfies with you!

“for memories,” he would always say. 

being an established musical actor himself, Ryeowook would always ask you to monitor him. 

More so than he monitors you.

Ryeowook would want like one feedback from you after each performance you attended.

It’s always things like “maybe you can vibrate your notes at the end?”, “keep your hand motion smooth?”

He takes your feedback seriously and he respects you. 

Wook also likes the fact that he don’t have to keep his relationship private.

Would also attend your performances and like standing ovation each time, even if he is doing it alone.

But, he does keep it low key. Only ever mentioning you vaguely in his vlogs.

with him, it never felt like you are dating a celebrity. likewise for wook. And he absolutely loved that feeling.

It makes going out with you easier. 

He absolutely loves going on walks with you. You were sure you went to more parks than you ever did your entire life. 

Dates with him are mostly at Incheon because he likes to show you the places he grew up in. 

You absolutely love going on coffee runs with him. You enjoy just grabbing coffee and sitting with him as you talk about your lives. 

in private, both of you love drinking. It’s like a thing for the both of you if both of you do not have schedule. 

also, a private duet when you are your house. Him playing the piano and harmonising as you sing.

power couple OKAY?!?!

Top musical actress and idol turned musical actor was sure to get people talking. 

it did!

but it was a lot of positive reactions and endless support.

so much so that the public and fans wants the both of you to star in one musical together. 

when it happened, tickets were immediately sold out. They had to extend more slots. 

Ads and news of the two of you were everywhere!!

Both your fans were always sending gifts to the cast and crew, and there were always endless flower wreaths on your performing nights. 

Despite the blow up in support, Kyuhyun and you were still wary. You realised that one wrong move could backfire the two of you and the support you two have been receiving. 

wary or not, the two of you still go on dates, sometimes public sometimes private. Mostly private. 

You like going on escape room dates or the movies or finding the best tteokbokki with him, but you also like cooking said tteokbokki and eating with him at the comfort of your own homes.