#or he's like my old cat 'you're so smart but my god you are an idiot'

[vivanightcity]

[gojorgeous]

how do the jjk men treat you when ur on ur period? suguru specifically hehe <3

✰ JJK MEN: WHEN YOU'RE ON YOUR PERIOD ✰

pairing(s): gojo, geto, nanami, choso x afab!reader content: (MDNI 18+ only), nsfw-ish/suggestive, periods, period blood, period products, pet names, lots of fluff! a/n: i hope you like anon!! you have great timing cause i’m getting my period and i also have a uti pray for me besties i need help and antibiotics. left out toji and sukuna cause…. nah LMAO. enjoy, and remember ALL AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED!

✰ GOJO:

Lowkey loves when you’re on your period, but is just barely smart enough to never tell you that. 

His favorite part is that you always want more cuddles, which means more cuddles for him. 

Thinks period products are really amusing– loves playing with your hot water bottle cause it’s squishy. Finds those ones that look like stuffed animals at the store and brings home like five of them for you. 

Will definitely buy you pads/tampons but not without the obligatory “what size is your pussy” text. Won’t buy them until you respond with “extra super pretty” and then sends back this emoji -> 😋.

Highkey likes period sex. Knows it can relieve your cramps and will use that as an excuse at every opportunity if you’ll let him. 

Is always on some cheesy ass shit murmuring in your ear about how doing it on your period “bonds your souls”, too. 

Constantly offers to get you pregnant so you can avoid your period for the next nine months… he’s only half joking.

Will actually skip work to stay home and cuddle with you if you give him even the slightest inclination that you don’t want him to go. 

Watches movies with you and has gotten surprisingly good at rubbing little circles on your tummy that help with cramps.

 Keeps the house stocked with candy, but, then again… it’s always stocked with candy.

“Babe. Look what I just found at the store.”  You watch with furrowed brows as he sets the bags on your floor. You’re curled on the couch, a blanket tucked up around your neck. He’d made sure to roll you like a burrito before he’d left.  He pulls out… a cow? It looks like a stuffed animal, but when he shakes it you hear something sloshing around inside. You raise a brow. “Ummmm–”  “It’s one of those hot water bottle thingies! For your cramps!” He tosses the poor cow on the floor and digs around in the bag again. “Oh my god, they had so many. I got the cow, the dolphin–” He tosses a dolphin out of the bag, followed by a puppy, a raccoon, and a cat. “Do you want me to put one in the microwave for you?”  He looks far too excited to turn down, even though you just heated up your old hot water bottle minutes ago. You smile and nod. “Yeah, baby. Thanks.” 

✰ GETO:

Mans TAKES CARE of you. Like… fully. 

Is really sympathetic and gentle when your cramps are killing you– brushing your hair back, rubbing circles on your tummy, letting you put his warm hands wherever it hurts. 

Runs you a warm bath and climbs right in with you. Makes you lean back against him while he gives you a massage and works out all the knots in your neck and shoulders. 

Buys you period products before your period starts if he remembers. If he doesn’t he’s happy to run down to the store. Doesn’t need to ask which ones you like– he already knows.

Wraps you up in the comfiest blankets and cuddles with you wherever you ask. Gives the best cuddles, too. Rubs your back in a way that has you falling asleep in seconds.

Makes sure you take your meds on time and brings you a glass of water. 

Secretly loves period sex. Will never push you for it, but gets super horny at just the thought. Loves the sight of your blood on his dick. Makes him feel possessive of you in a way that’s kind of scary. 

“Sugu…” you whine. Your cramps are bad. You’ve been curled in a ball all morning, even with all the meds Suguru has been giving you. “It hurts so bad.”  You feel him shifting behind you and then his hands gently prying you to lie on your back. You whimper, the pain spiking again as soon you roll out of the fetal position. His face appears above you, a couple stray strands of black hair tickling your cheeks. His smile is soft, but full of sympathy as he settles over you.  “I’m sorry, baby. I wish I could make it go away…”  He moves down your body, settling between your thighs and resting his cheek on the plush of your thigh. You sigh when you feel his fingers skate over your tummy, rubbing little circles into the skin that somehow work wonders for the pain. You sigh with relief, a bit of the tension ebbing away. “That feels nice…”  Your body relaxes a bit, finally getting a break from the incessant pain. Suguru only smiles, looking up at you through hooded eyes when he presses a kiss just below your belly button. You don’t fail to notice the way his thumb is sliding under the fabric of your panties.  “I can think of something that would feel even nicer…” 

✰ NANAMI:

Prepares for your period. 

Has your cycle marked down on his calendar so he always knows when you’re starting. 

Stops by the store a couple of days ahead of time to buy pads/tampons/meds and your favorite snacks. 

Runs a bath for you every night and fills it with all of your favorite soaps and scents. 

Cooks. Mans knows how to cook and does extra of it when you’re on your period. Will make you nutritious meals and urge you to drink water, but always brings you something sweet if you’re craving it. 

Heats up your hot water bottle every thirty minutes without you ever having to ask. 

Lays out a fresh change of clothes for you whenever you’re in the shower. 

Cuddles you whenever you want, but only after he’s tended to all of your other needs (meds, food, water, etc.). 

Will have sex if you want, but will never push you for it. If you just want the relief from your cramps, he’ll just use his fingers to get you off and then pull you back into his arms.

“Time for your bath, sweetheart.”  You nearly grumble in protest, but how can you do such a thing when he takes such good care of you? Still, you don’t want to move. Just existing hurts, much less walking to the bathroom.  Despite your resistance to saying it aloud, Nanami still seems to understand what you’re thinking. No more than a second later he’s scooping you into his arms and carrying you to the bathroom.  “You know you’ll feel better after, love.”  You nod weakly against his chest. “Will you get in with me?”  He pauses. He’s got dinner to make and he wanted to change the sheets for you… One nuzzle of your face into his neck has him throwing all those plans out the window.  “Of course, princess. I’ll get in with you.” 

✰ CHOSO:

Is new to this stuff so he lowkey freaks out. 

Worries that you’re actually in danger cause… there’s blood??? 

Chills out eventually, but is still irrationally convinced that you’re injured. 

When i tell you this man is at your BECK AND CALL, I mean it. He will do every little thing you ask. Fetches water, food, snacks– whatever you need. 

Mans is panicked when he can’t find the candy bar you want at the grocery store. 

Happily buys period products for you but has to facetime you cause the poor baby is overwhelmed and confused by all the options. 

Is kind of attached to you like glue. Thinks you’re somehow more breakable in this state will hold you in his arms permanently apart from when you need to bathe, eat, or use the bathroom. 

Actually freaks when you have a bout of cramps that makes you hiss in pain. Cannot believe you have to do this every month and hates feeling so useless in taking the pain away. Eagerly learns that he can put his warm hands on your tummy and it helps.

Is actually amazed when you tell him that sex helps with the cramps. Worries about hurting you, but is completely down. Mans is definitely not afraid of a little blood lmao.

“Baby… there are so many…”  You can’t help but stifle a laugh looking at your boyfriend’s stressed expression through your phone screen. He’d run down to the store to get you some more pads– you just hadn’t anticipated how overwhelming the experience would be for him.  “I know, Cho. I’m sorry. Here– back up so I can see the whole aisle.”  He does as you ask, flipping the camera around so you can see what he’s looking at. You have to bite your lip this time to keep the laugh in. You’ve never realized just how many options there really are. “The ones toward the bottom right, baby. With the pink box.”  The camera shakes a little as he follows your directions, arm sticking out like he’s playing pin the tail on the donkey.  “These?” His hand hovers over a box that is pink but not the pink you need.  “Down a couple racks.”  Finally, his hands close around the right box. “Thank you, baby. I didn’t think about how confusing this would be for you…”  The camera flips again and you grin at the soft soft smile on his lips. “Don’t apologize. Want me to grab some candy, too?”

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[raphael-angele]

Nico's Big Sisters

I have this headcanon that while Bianca is away, the cabins take turns looking after Nico and he gets to stay with them.

Nico, crying: Thaliaaa!!!

Thalia: Nico? What's wrong?

Nico: *incomprehensible babble*

Thalia: Okay, okay, calm down. Tell me what happened

Nico, pointing to some Hermes kids: Tho- Those boys stole Three.

Thalia: *looks over at the Hermes kids tossing around a dog stuffie with three heads*

Nico: I told them to give it back but they wont. And they kept making fun of it

Thalia, rolling up her sleeves: Just a sec

Later:

Thalia with dirt all over her and slightly bloodied fists: Here you go, Nico. *hands over Three*

Nico: YAAAAY! THANK YOU, THALIA!

---

Nico: Reyna...

Reyna: Yes, Nico?

Nico: I fell down the track and I scraped my knee and hands *shows his hands*

Reyna, sees his injuries: Aww, c'mon let's go get them treated.

Dakota: OW! FUCK! REYNA! ONE OF THE HUNTERS JUST SHOT ME ON THE SHOULDER WITH AN ARROW

Reyna: WALK IT OFF!

---

If Zoë lived:

Bianca: Zoë

Zoë: Bianca, hello.

Bianca: You remember my little brother, Nico.

Zoë: Oh, yes, of course. Nice to see you again, little one

Nico, standing next to Bianca: *shyly waves*

Bianca: Nico made something for you. *whispers to Nico* come on, you can give it to her.

Nico, slowly approaches her: *hands over a jar of paper stars*

Zoë: *takes jar of paper stars*

Nico: Thank you for looking after my sister

Zoë: Well, you're very welcome, Nico. This is a very beautiful gift.

---

Nico, entering the Aphrodite Cabin: Piper...

Piper: Hm? Oh, hey, Nico. What's up?

Nico, shyly whispers to her: Can you make me look pretty?

Piper: Why do you want me to make you look pretty?

Nico, fidgeting with his fingers: Will asked me out on a date

Piper and almost all of the Aphrodite Cabin: *gasp*

Piper: Alright girls, we got a code Apollo! Let's move! Move! Move! Let's get this baby ready for his first date!

---

Annabeth: Alright. C'mon, Nico. Time for bed

Nico: Aw, okay. *climbs into bed*

Annabeth, sitting beside him: What story do you want me to read to you today?

Nico: We haven't finished the one about the big cat, the mean old lady, and the box yet.

Annabeth: ...you mean The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe?

Nico: Mhm. We stopped when Edmund went to the mean old lady's castle.

Annabeth: Ah! Then The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe it is!

---

Nico: Rachel!

Rachel: Oh, hey, Nico. Did you need something?

Nico: No, not really. I was making something and Percy said that you might like it. *hands over a box*

Rachel: *takes box and opens it* What is it?

Nico: It's paint! The Demeter kids let me plant sometimes in their garden and I get the flowers and I made them into paint!

Rachel:

Nico: See? The blue one is from Morning Glory flowers, the red one is made from Roses, the yellow one is made out of Marigolds, the orange one is made from Poppies, the purple one is made from the Lilacs, and the green one I made from Leaves!

Rachel:

Nico: :D Do you like it?

Rachel: This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever given me ༼☯﹏☯༽

---

Mark, training Nico: Alright. Here's what's gonna happen. You want a candy bar?

Nico: *nods*

Mark: It's on that table over there. *points to table behind him* To get it, you need to get past me first.

Nico:

Mark: Now, I'm bigger than you. So you need to be smart and think of how-

Nico: *punches Mark in the groin, and pushes him to the side, then goes over to the candy bar*

Mark, on the floor, clutching his groin: Oh, good gods!

Nico, can't open the candy bar: *goes over to Clarisse and shows her the candy bar* Open, please

Clarisse:

Nico: (´｡• ◡ •｡`)

Later during Capture the Flag:

Clarisse: Alright, listen up! If anyone wants to mess with this kid, know that he is under my protection. You wanna mess with him, you go through me first!

Nico: *holding Clarisse's hand, eating a candy bar*

[the-deadrobin]

Jason 'died-before-advanced-internet' Todd. He's definitely not at all good with technology as a whole. He's more equivalent to a very old man.

Babs: *appearing on Jason's phone by hacking into it* Sorry Jason, I had to intercept your phone to pass this message.

Jason: *whispers* whaaa??... ahem nah- no, its fine.

Babs:...

Jason:...

Jason: So how... is that even possible?

- 2 DAYS LATER -

Tim: *does the same thing*

Jason: Nope- nope. This. *waves hand at Tim on his phone* Witchcraft.

Tim: *half asleep watching Jason being a dramatic bitch on the huge batcomputer screen* What.

Jason: WITCHCRAFT THATS WHAT.

-

Jason: Hey Timmers!

Tim: What's up?

Jason: So uh... I got a laptop problem.

Tim: Oh no.

Steph: *from across the room* not again.

Cass: *chilling on the couch* *silently leaves*

Bruce: *also on couch*

Also Bruce: *pulls out phone and puts it to his ear despite no ringtone* oh- yeah? Huh? What's that? Urgent meeting? *leaves hurriedly*

Duke: *Just entering the room*

*hears Jason*

Also Duke: *does complete 180*

Jason: *oblivious* I don't know what's wrong Timmy, it's not turning on.

Damian: *Sitting on the floor with Alfred the cat, the only one still in the room besides Jason and Tim* Have you tried the power button.

Jason: I'm offended.

Tim: Jason. Try the power button.

Jason: *stares into Tim's eyes as he turns it on* *waits* HA! IT DIDN'T WORK!

Tim: Jason- you're supposed to want it to work!

Jason: Dami, Tim is useless. Help me out here.

Damian: Akhi, I'm 11. Have some dignity.

Jason: Yeah, that died with me in the warehouse.

Tim: Okay, did you drop it in water?

Jason: The dignity is dead, not my fucking brain Tim- Why would I drop it in water?? You're supposed to be the smart one.

Tim: *mutters* I think the brains dead too.

Jason: WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?

Tim: My god- okay listen...

- 2 HOURS OF INTENSE ARGUING LATER -

Tim: No- Don't shake it like that-

Jason: Any better ideas???

Tim: YES!

Jason: LIKE WHAT??

Tim: NOT SHAKING IT???

- ANOTHER HOUR LATER -

Jason: ...You're such a smartass and you can't even fix this damn thing!

Damian: *calmly* akhi-

Tim: WHY DONT YOU JUST BUY A NEW ONE INSTEAD OF USING A LAPTOP AS OLD AS DAMIAN?

Damian: *sighs* akhi.

Jason: Oh, I'm sorry I'm not rich like you! And it's not as old as Damian, it's a year younger!

Damian: Akhi!

Jason & Tim: WHAT??

Damian: *points to charger, not properly plugged in*

Tim:...

Jason:...

Tim: Jason.

Jason: Just- don't.

Tim: *deep breath* Jason. Did you plug-

Jason: APPARENTLY NOT TIM! BUT HEY WE KNOW THE PROBLEM NOW!

Tim: IT WAS NEVER A PROBLEM- IT JUST DIDN'T HAVE BATTERY!

Jason: I'M SORRY I DIED BEFORE COMPUTERS LIKE THIS-

Tim: OHMYGOD YOU KEEP BRINGING THAT UP-

- CONTINUES TO ARGUE -

Babs: *was silently listening through security feeds and knew the whole time*

Babs: *twitching with frustration* It's like watching one of Dick's soap operas.

But also, it's just Jason sometimes partly messing with them and they know it. Then sometimes he isn't messing with them. That's where the problem is because Jason is so good at lying (and being a menace to society), they can't tell the difference.

Got a bit carried away there💀💀

[nagitoshopejar]

A show of the ages

Summary: Velvettes show has gone wrong and her adopted dad decided to help calm her down

THIS IS A PLATONIC PAIRING

“Fuck off Vox!” The youngest of the vees was throwing her usual tantrum when one of her shows wasn't going to plan, or at least the preparations before it. There was a problem. Velvette’s models were not to be seen. “Vox go find them!” 

“Velvette dear, you know what chasing bitches does for our reputation.” The TV inquired, “we have a reputation to keep. Find someone else. There's more demons here my love.” 

Velve, looking as if she was about to tear up, who knows if she was gonna cry at all, it wasn't typical of her to be teary eyed but through all the stress of the show it wouldn't be too crazy. She always manages to save her show whether that means making someone fix it or doing it herself. Right now it seems like she doesn't have a way for the show to go on. Her normally clean dressing room had clothes and props scattered about the floor in Pink haired demons onslaught and fit of rage.

“Listen my dear, I’m sure we can find someone. Perhaps we should tell your fans the truth. We could put out a contest to see who would be a new model, our ratings may go up.”

“Shut up Vox! Is everything about ratings and stuff to you?” The youngest, face turning red just as much as her hair started sputtering insults, “Help me for real or I’ll unplug your moth attracting life support you old ass ornery bitch!” Velvette while her tone was getting louder had Vox trying to calm her down.

“Velvette, calm down please we will find a way.” Vox was unsettlingly calm with his usual trademark grin plastered anywhere there was marketing.

“Vox I swear to god you are no help to you and your big dumb stupid tv head like you're supposed to be modern tech and you're old but no smarts and you're not wise. It's any wonder why anyone would even trust in our brands with a face not matching a personality or smarts like yours!” Velvette was going on about this forever even closing her eyes tight to make it seem as if she was serious.

“The time spent yelling and insulting me could be spent solving this little conundrum of yours, Velvy.” Velvette hated it when he called her by that name. Yea they had the father daughter bond of a blood family but that doesn't mean he could just call her by that name whenever he wants to.

“Don't call me that you fuckwad.” she muttered loudly enough for Vox to hear while giving him a death glare of the century. “If you're not going to help then you need to leave.”

“But Velve my dear I am. I heard your loud noises and thrashing and now… your mess on the floor. I am here to help you so just work with me here.” Velve huffed still eyes locked on the older of the two not moving an inch from her spot.

“Vox, leave. Now. NOW.” 

“Now, is that any way to speak to your dad, young lady?” Vox cocked an eyebrow with an ear to ear grin.

This set Velve off on a tangent, “you, of all people are not my dad. You couldnt even care for a fucking cat, a goldfish if you wanted to, what makes you think you take care of me? You’re old, ugly, not good for nothing piece of shit just some side piece of A-” in her incessant rambling you could see Vox with a sinister, almost mischief grin, he had a plan and was gonna put it to good use. Velve in her onslaught of insults stops mid sentence and simply drops to the ground in giggles.

“Vohohoox what are yohoho doingggg?” she whines trying to suppress her giggles like a river to a beaver dam.

“You are not behaving. Clearly I can't ground you but I can tickle you.” He walked up nice and close to her face to just mention what was happening, “you don't know this but I have little electric bolts that I can use to humble someone with mere giggly antics. You could call it a tickle ray, and we could sell it!” Vox was not excited about his new VoxTech idea but first he had to deal with the little lady who thinks she can disrespect her dad. “Shall I crank it up a notch?” 

“VohoHOHOX” of course she couldn't be belittled to begging so she just yelled at the modern man not that she did want it stop “NOHOHOHOHO OHO MY GOHOHOD!” her now ball of giggles was simply melted into a puddle of giggles as Vox kneeled down beside her.

“Maybe this will make you think twice before insulting me.. Velvy.” he snickered, dragging his pointy claw down from the forearm to the hollows to spider along Velves pit.

“NOHOHOT THEHERE PLEASE IM BEHEHGGING YOUHUHU.” 

“Awww is the little Velvy ticklish? Just a wittle sensitive? But y'know, if you don't want here I could always move to another spot.” Vox slowly trailed his finger down to her hips with her trying to squirm away from his tickly claw. Note that he's working with one hand, the rest is his tickle ray. Velve was clawing, grabbing at his hand but wasn't pushing it away.

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP- AGH!” The little lady was surprised by the sudden squeeze on her most ticklish area. “NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE EITHERRR AHAHAHAH VOOHOHOHOHO PLEEHE!” She couldn't create full sentences quite at the moment as the TV head started using both his hands to squeeze her hips.

“You know, I haven't heard you ask me to stop or made any real effort to stop me.”

Velve was blushing like a maniac, her face red and hot from the embarrassment and laughing so much. “SHUHUT UP OHOLD MAHAN!” She was thrashing all over knowing full well she did enjoy it.

“But if you want me to stop all you have to do is apologise for insulting me.”

Through her laughter she spit out sentences mangled with words that sounded like she would never apologise even if part of it was her liking this attention and bond with her adopted dad you would never catch THE Velvette apologising. “VOHO- NOHOH- NEVEHRHRR PLEEAHAHHAHA.”

“Well then, I guess I have to keep going.” The taller figure liked the bonding like this as well. They both needed a let loose kind of activity to bond to and this was just it. Vox was enjoying tickling her just as much as Velvette was enjoying receiving it. Her smile was a genuine one, not one of forced due to the scene going on in front of them.

Eventually in the screaming laughter of the overlords Vox relented when it seemed as if she had enough and calmed down.

The TV smiling down at her, offered her a hand to help her up. Velvette, who was all giggly still from the ghost tickles, took the offer trying to stand. “By the way, the electricity might last a few extra minutes.” Vox mentioned with one last smirk on his face. “Now then my dear, why don't I be the model. I will even let you put make-up on me and dress me in pretty clothes if it makes you happy.” 

Velve with an honest and gently happy look for the first time, then had a look of astonishment, “really? Why didn't you mention that you old rag before doing that?” 

And with a soft demeanour Vox had replied looking at the littler one with much content, “you look like you could've used it you were too tense. You need to remember our reputation. I can't have you running around making us look like we lost control.” 

That night Vox put on his best performance in a dress to make his daughter a happy one.

[thesherrinfordfacility]

✨ episode 1/2 - running commentary✨

- ok so im slightly disappointed that it's the eps i watched in the screening BUT IM DETERMINED TO LOVE IT ANYWAY SO WE REMAIN OPTIMISTIC AND WE MOVE~~

- angel crowley is so young and innocent my poor boy he's been through so much

- like now im watching it, it feels like putting it in a cinema was a Bad Choice and maybe that's why I didn't like it??? it feels way more authentic and cosy on tv

- im sorry but crowley sounds like such an old man in the park scene, "frozen peas... it's good for them too🙂"

- seriously this is so much more palatable on tv format i can't get over it

- OH MAGGIE I LOVE YOU

- aziraphale god bless ur little cotton socks

- god crowley's legs got me SWEATIN

- ugh crowleys hand in the cafe is so FRUITY

- lmao "purely selfish action" aziraphale is so self aware and I love it

- no im sorry but goob is the fucking star of the show you cannot change my mind but dialogue and delivery wise he is currently CARRYING

- Dartmoor mention had me creasing, that's literally on my doorstep

- aziraphale's bitchy ass face then he sits down in the backroom honestly watered my crops and healed nature

- okay im sorry but the dialogue is still a little off for me I won't lie💀

- beelzebub's accent is just 😘👌 perfect, but equally feel like they'd be perfect in a production of oliver

- god believe me i feel for nina but... I... do not like her, and they are NOT suited for each other at all

- I LEARNT MY PASSION IN THE GOOD OLD FASHIONED SCHOOL OF LOVER BOYS

- that dance is so low effort I'm sorry it should have been the macarena or cha cha slide

- crowley's bow tho is so hot he's so graceful he looks like a swan

- and yeah the refs to the other years that aziraphale did the dance is GIVING ME HEART PALPITATIONS ugh

- he and goob are like cats on a hot tin roof like IMMEDIATE hissing vibes

- lmao ok so that episode does end there then... such a weird ending im sorry but yeah let's fully retract the alternate episode theory (but @prime you need to hire me for s3 just a thought bc 👀)

- anyway ep2 I'm sorry but the angelic herald speech thing is cute and funny but also so cringe hmmm

- gabriel is lord farquaad ugh

- I HAVE TO REMEMBER THIS IS A COMEDY UGH but i miss the slightly serious undertones in s1 sob god I hope they come back later on

- UGH THE TURTLENECK🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

- shax is mommy I don't make the rules

- I noted it in the screening but angel wings for earrings, Maggie????

- nice job on the lie aziraphale well done once again making excellent choices you're so smart and valid (utter moron)

- "SOUNDS A BIT UNLIKELY" LMAO GET FUCKED CROWLEY

- oh goob you really are going through it my bby I love u

- crowley's face after may god forgive you KILLS ME this scene is honestly the stand out one in both ep1 and ep2 if you ask me

- TY TY TY god bless u but you also make me so uncomfortable

- jobs youngest kid truly gives me life

- lmao the fact that aziraphale does actually recognise when crowley tempts him is hilarious tho bc he just conveniently disregards it by the bench scene in s1 hmmm character development or character regression WHO KNOWS

- ok no I'm sorry but the mukbang scene is so unnecessary and uncomfortable

- "whack the kids" honestly the best line of this scene imo, but upon reflection and rewatching it, crowley's demeanour is rather heartbreaking whilst he's reclined getting ratted

- FRANCES FRANCES FRANCES ✨💓

- 'but just to be able to ask the question' UGH CROWLEY STOP

- lmao shoemaking and obstetrics what a combo god bless

- THEY CAN ARRIVE AT ANY SIZE lmao and Michael is too sharp for their own good... but I do hate that gabriel is utterly inept, he came across as cruel and calculating if a little ignorant in s1 but not this comedically stupid

- "yes I bloody am" TY MY LOVE

- Michael sheen and David Tennant deserve nominations for the children swap scene alone, imo the strongest bit of acting in the ep im sorry 'you have my word as an angel' KILL ME

- why is nina obsessed with crowley, like I get it babes but also why

- THEY ARE SO MARRIED MT PARTNER AND I ARGUE OVER THE CAR ALWAYS "our car" LMAO 💀💀💀

- ✨✨✨IT WAS A NICE DAY, ALL THE DAYS HAD BEEN NICE✨✨✨

- ok the rock scene is so much more emotional on tv, so much better

OKAY RIGHT EP3 LETS HAVE ITTTTT

[shrenvents]

Dracula Teeth

Chapter two of the Miracle Aligner Series

Jennie's POV

I've never been one to say no to a challenge, especially if said challenge had a face like that. So here we are, him: a drunken mess with tousled hair, looking absolutely mouthwatering, and me: a ginger with just as much luck as a black cat tipping over a salt shaker. This situation was too good to be true.

Overhearing Mickey's rant about some famous person waltzing into the bar made it inevitable that my dumbass would be in this position. Frankly, I couldn't care less who he was, all I knew was that I wanted a peek at the celebrity who would dare come for drinks at a place this musty.

Hence, at exactly 10 o'clock on the dot, I unmistakably asked Les Cactus's newest star to 'leave with me.' Only my inarticulate mouth would turn a somewhat innocent request into something completely different.

Now looking floored by my bold statement, I knew I had to correct his misunderstanding. "I meant 'leave together to drink somewhere else' Alexander. Take it easy tiger." Despite my hands shaking, giving away how giddy I really am, I wear my best smug expression. I haven't flirted with a guy this attractive, well, ever.

His tense frame relaxes and he releases a rocky breath. "Don't look too disappointed," I say giggling, removing my apron. He rises to his feet, face beet red as he nods a yes to my earlier question. I internally commend his inviting stature as it lifts upright. He swipes his jacket off the barstool. "Give me a sec to grab my shit and clock out," I wink, spinning towards the locker room. I feel him watching me as I consciously make an effort to sway my hips.

...

"Okay, ready!" After announcing my return, I inspect Alex's lean frame as it lounges classically on a pillar next to the exit. His hair is flopped in every direction, indicating that he'd been harshly running his fingers through it. Hands resting in his jacket pockets, his eyes shift to me. I'm almost taken aback by the way he peers down at me. Gone is that flustered drunk. His gaze now holds a strange weight and certainty. As if he notices my small hesitation, his stare softens and a tiny smile tugs at his lips - god those lips. "Where're we headed Red?"

I pause as if I'm in deep thought. "A man your age down to go clubbing?" I respond with a grin. He huffs a low laugh. "Christ, how old are you?" He inquires, edging closer.

"25," I answer while teetering on my heels. His smile spreads at that.

"A four-year difference doesn't exactly make me old love."

"Doesn't exactly make you young though?" I briskly counter.

"Smart-mouth," Alex quips, peeping down at my lips as I run my tongue over their dried surface. I'm getting hotter by the minute, unable to withstand his heated gaze. Hastily, I grasp the exit's knob. "Let's get a move on then Alex." His chuckle gets cut short once the freezing air engulfs us both. "Is it always this fucking cold?" Alex bellows, moving further into me, brushing his sleeve against mine. I shiver instinctively. "Yep. Welcome to Canada!" I beam.

For a few short moments, we silently walk side by side. That was until my legs began to sway on suspiciously icy ground. "Agh!" I wobble for a bit before eventually regaining my footing, arms flapping frantically. In the meantime, Alex releases a hoarse laugh, tilting his body backward, and putting his enticing neck on display. My mouth practically watered at the sight. Though, my ogling is cut short when Alex suddenly falls on his ass.

"BAHAHAH," I burst. Visibly in agony, Alex glances up at my hunched figure as I embarrassingly howl with laughter. A pained smile creeps onto his face. As he begins to lift himself from the ground, I reach out to lend him a hand. "Oh, now you're gonna help meh?" He rolls his eyes comically, his accent sounding thicker.

Composing himself, Alex can't help but rub his ass, which makes me cackle once more, and I retract my hand to support my stomach. Then Alex begins to laugh with me - both of us looking kind of ridiculous.

Only when passersby give us strange looks do we stop giggling like two schoolgirls. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I repeat, still holding my belly in an attempt to calm myself. Wiping a tear from my eye, I spare Alex a glance. He looks the happiest I've seen him all night, and so damn handsome.

Just as I start to speak he glides his palm into mine. I stare at him dumbfoundedly. "You offered and I don't want to fall again Red." He states as if it's an obvious claim. I nod sheepishly and lead us towards the club again. A comfortable silence fills the chilling air.

12:46 am

Around eight shots later, Alex and I are just a drink away from ripping each other's clothes off in the middle of the club floor.

After arriving, we went straight to the bar and ordered drink after drink, the rest is a blur. But somehow, we made our way to the dance floor and haven't left since. Though our hands may stray away from an appropriate place every now and then, our lips have yet to touch. Alex's overly amorous gaze has downright entranced me. I circle my fingertips over his shoulders, familiarizing myself with his broad back. I hear him grunt darkly in my ear as he leans in, his nose grazing the side of my head, teasing my hair.

Incapable of resisting, I take this as an opportunity to nuzzle into his neck. His groan is muffled by my hair when my teeth impulsively seep into his neck, marking his skin. His hands clench roughly around my waist, and he growls, "Did you just bite me?" I'm virtually buzzing at this point, I've never wanted someone this badly before, especially not some guy I've just met. If I was sober, I'd definitely have taken off running by now.

"Hmm," I hum pleasantly in response, dragging my hands to his lower back and bringing him even closer. He eagerly accepts my pull, enclosing his arms around my torso in return, raising the trim of my tank top faintly. And then we sway; my head on his chest, nose to neck, while he cages me in. "Christ you feel good." He gently traces his thumb back and forth on my exposed skin. "If you think this feels good, just imagine the sex." When the words escape me, I can't do anything but hide further into his collar. Damn my drunken mind.

Immediately there's a little stumble in our syncronism. "I am," he mutters simply. Egged on by my words, he wraps me up even tighter till I feel his arousal, his palms now possessing my ass. We slow down to a stop and I yank my head back so that we're face to face. "Alexander."

"Alex."

"Let's get out of here."

Chapter 3

[arsenicalikat]

TOWL - Finale reactions and Holy Shit.

I'm pretty sure we started out with Rick thinking, Fuck, I'm going to have to kill Pearl.

It was way too easy for Michonne to break in. Like way too easy.

Beale, not really a citizen? That's a strange way to put it. They only kill for food or compulsion. Right? What does that mean? Is that a question? Beale sharing his time with Rick, sharing the weight? What the fuck does that mean?

Of course, it was in the cat. Just for Michonne.

But also, all those pictures of Gabe- it kind of sweet in a it didn't have to be that way kind of way.

Lol, Michonne Bodied that soldier.

Beale making Rick take his prosthetic off means he doesn't know how Rick will react. I wonder if someone else reacted poorly to the briefing. And his talking about killing Claimer Joe is wild.

"THe soldier in question has never been someone like you." Hmmmmmmmmm??? What does that mean? Does he want Rick as his successor?

How old is Beale? He went to Nam, twice?

Ummmmm, the teddy? like the first episode? But also shows how brutal the CRM is. Like they are moving stuff and droped a stuffed animal. It makes you wonder how they got it? Why?

Child evacuation protocol? 14 years? 1,000,000 strong hordes? Evolution of the virus? He thinks they are saving humanity. He thinks they are the ones who beat the odds.

He sacrificed Philly to save PA. Such a hardship; it's not like they could fight and save them all.

(I'm only a little sarcastic.)

Only 10% of children saved? What the fuck?

He admitted to Omaha and Campus Colony. Wow.

So, they want to take over the CRP. They want to take over the world.

The walkie going off during the meeting was kind of great. Her walking out of the meeting can be so bad.

He wants Rick as the leader. I felt like that might be coming.

Is Rick really thinking about Killing Beale in his office? That is such a bad idea. I love that Beale took the gun and the prosthetic but not his knife.

Is Beale trying to get Rick to bring in Alexandria? You know that shit isn't real.

Swear on the sword... Holy shit! You know, I don't think Rick has ever not taken a beating in a fight until now. That was the hottest freaking Rick kill ever. My god, I want to watch that over and over.

Please don't have to kill that man in the elevator. You can't leave a trail of bodies that lead to you. Bro, a blood pool? an actual trail...

I love how they came to the same decision at the same time.

ah, shit, he saw the blood. Rick always gets the shit kicked out of him before he wins. That was brutal as fuck.

"Is this yours?" "What's in it?" lol, a body.

Is Pearl going to be the big bad in the next season- I really want a next season, like so bad.

This is the shit we do.

Why the fuck did he leave his hand behind? That is such a good weapon/tool. I mean, that sets up for the comic hook hand, but man, I really liked that hand.

The balls on them to do that surrounded by all those soldiers. Holy hell. They should be pissing their selves.

It took Pearl forever to realize who Dana/Michonne was. Like, she was supposed to be smart.

But using Beale and that soldier to pull the pins? That is freaking smart. Then Pearl coming in at the absolute wrong moment is freaking wild. She just fucked herself, there is no way Michonne will let her live.

The hand-holding was sweet, though.

How the fuck did Thorne live through that?? Is he going to kill her? Like actually? Is it like Shane all over again? He has to kill her like he has to. Fuck her up, Michonne!

LOVE DOESN'T DIE.

Get that man a gas mask, please.

They took it to the CRC/CRP. They took down the CRM. Free movement established. It's done.

Awwww! Omg! It's their babies. It's Judith. It's RJ. Rick sees his baby! "I knew it, Dad." Awwwwww.

"You're the brave man?" I lowkey hated that. "You can call me dad." Awwwww.

Believe a little longer.

[kitkatnerds3]

BSD S5 EP 9

I have not finished the episode yet but I've just gotten to the Fukufuku backstory (specifically the part where they just met and its night and they're lying on the floor together) and, these two are fucking dark timeline Renga from sk8! 'The way of the sword is enjoyable!' and 'I'm going to master the sword alongside you' vs 'skating is fun!' and 'I want to skate with you infinitely' I swear Fukuchi even did the same hand movement that Reki did at some point. Energetic sunshine (at least at the moment) x calm and collected. I am getting such strong Renga vibes from that scene and it's driving me insane.

OK I JUST WATCHED TWO (2) SECONDS FURTHER AND NOW WE'RE IN A FUCKING SHOJO ANIME! BONES LOVES OLD MAN YAOI SO MUCH! THIS IS SO GAY! WHY ARE THERE SO MANY CHERRY BLOSSOMS!!? A CHERRY BLOSSOM PETAL IN THE SHAPE OF A HEART JUST FELL INTO FUKUZAWAS SAKE(?) AND THEN BROKE INTO TWO. THEY'RE NOT EVEN BEING SUBTLE WITH THE 'THIS (ROMANTIC) RELATIONSHIP IS ABOUT TO GO O SHIT' -NESS

DONT DO SYMBOLISM WITH THE FUCKING BIRDS YOU DUMB SHOW! I SEE WHAT YOU'RE FUCKING DOING! For context, they were having a conversation but the focus was on these two egrets? herons? anyways, and then one of them just flew off when Fukuchi said that he was gonna be promoted and sent to the battlefield , which is what separated these two. I'm going to die, I'm not entirely sure why but I am. /pos

Fuck it, I'm committing to the live blog. enjoy seeing my live uncut reactions folks!

The animation is so pretty bro, bones adores their old man yaoi.

Ok, old man yaoi backstory is over , and before I move on to the next thing I just wanna say, young Fukuzawa was so fucking cute! He was an old man even when he was a baby! he was adorable! and honestly so was Fukuchi! I'm very sad that he became the way he is now, war really does stuff to people, huh?

Ok I'm a little bit confused, I didn't realize that he had told that United Nations guy the half-truth. But whatever, that's on me I guess.

OK! JESUS FUCK THE MORE I HERE ABOUT THE WAR THE WORSE IT GETS. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE SOLDIERS HAD TO EAT EACHOTHER AND WERE SHOT FOR TRYING TO DESERT! MAYBE I SHOUD HAVE EXPECTED THAT IT IS WAR BUT JESUS CHRIST!

God, Fukufuku are so gay. I know that stabbing someone isn't exactly romantic but he Fukuzawa did the thing where you grab onto the other persons clothes and after Fukuchi stabbed him his head ended up resting on his chest. This is PEAK romantic tradgedy.

Teruko, I love you. She looks so pretty and she is so hecking smart and I just adore her. She let Atsushi go! Woohoo!! Also, Atsushi's hallucinations are really coming in full force, huh? He is seeing so many people.

Dazai and Sigma are so silly, I love them, Dazai stop flirting for two fucking seconds challenge. Also, it's fun to hear that Dazai is screwing around with Sigma while thinking of Kunikida! Truly every ship is being fed this season! Except sskk, but we did get Aku in Atsushi's hallucinations doing a thing so that's kinda a win for the gays!

Wow! What a nice elevator! I'm sure nothing bad will happen here!

Oh catgirl, you left us too soon.

I must say, I don't really have much to say on the Meursault section. It was good! The animation was great as it usually is for the Meursault sections, Sigma was so pretty I love him and! Dazai did the thing where he played with Sigma's hair! Woo! Fyodor was his usual level of kinda ugly in anime form, Dazai is showing emotions! more of the sillies, Dazai fucking stood on Sigma, which is delightful, aaaaaaand it's started to flood! Fuck!

Anyways, back to the very start of this episode before I was overcome by the homosexual-ness of Fukufuku, Aya Bram Kunikida and Tanizaki got yoinked! Fuck! I still have a theory that Tanizaki could be doing an illusion and I will make a post about it one day. And also, please excuse me for saying this because while I am still upset about Ranpo being hurt... watching Fukuchi pick him up by the scruff of his neck like a cat was kinda hilarious. Also, Teruko I love you. You're the only hunting dog that heard about Fukuchi's real identity and didn't immediately die. Girlboss fr. Also also, where are Lucy Kyouka and Yosano :D? W-where did they go? Asagiri please I need to see my girls.

And to once again revisit the old gays, Holy Shit that was so gay. Nobody told me that the Fukufuku backstory was a Sports Anime tm that turned into a war drama in the second season! I knew we said they were divorced but I never realized just how married they were before the separation! Wow! Fukuzawa smiled so softly at Fukuchi! They were such sweet kids! Aagh!

This was a good episode! I liked this! Excited for next Wungo Wednesday!

[simperoniandcheese]

The One Time I Wasn't There - Part 3 (oh my god someone pinch me) - The Fact That He's Always Been Here Scares Me (whump, please read de tags!)

A cloud.

Her mind was in an isolated cloud, alone, up where the air was thin enough to kill.

She would've preferred it that way. But try as she might, Cora considered herself to be severely lacking in the 'luck' department.

Except for when she found the family that took her in and invited her for dinner and made her feel emotion again.

19 year old Cora Vasquez, if asked what she would be doing once she had a day off, would scoff in the asker's face, fill her calendar up with work, work, and more work just to let people know that she was fine, thank you very much.

Because, after everything that she'd gone through, why should she let anyone in? If she trusted, she believed she'd lose everything.

And she still believes it now. Just less.

That year, Cora spent her Christmas looking out of the coffee shop's window at the families passing by, wrenching her gaze away from the wooly mittens of the children, or the snow-bitten but smiling faces of their parents.

And she's been chasing after so many unreachable things that she hasn't paid any attention to the things that really matter.

The squad and all the jokes, gags and fake blackmail they had accumulated over the years.

When Ryan brought his new cat in and the whole room went to chaos.

Burl's leaving party, and how it was extended a whole week because nobody wanted him to retire, and "leave us with the choir boy!".

The little clump of girls that worked in the force that gathered every Friday at Farrell's for drinks. Somehow, a handful of guys would be dragged along with them. Cora didn't think she'd ever get to see or hear her own boss do an impression of 'Total Eclipse Of The Heart' on the old karaoke machine.

She loved it though, regardless. TJ was just an angel, and she loved it.

She loved him.

She'd taken so long to realise that the coffees he refused to let her pay for, the sideways glances when he thought she was looking at the case files, the warm smiles, all of it was for her.

TJ Caruso was a pain in the ass, but he was also her closest friend, her mentor, and (even if she hated it) he was and had her whole heart.

She just didn't know how to express it anymore.

It had been 3 weeks, and the staff had informed everyone that today would likely be her last day in anesthesia because of the thinning they'd commenced in the meds about 5 days ago.

And TJ was working late that evening.

The night before, he'd (like every day since the shooting) gone to talk to her about everything and nothing at the same time. How all the detectives and officers were doing, stories that his father had told his friends too many times to count, how his day was going (she'd definitely laugh at this)

He'd been researching all the information he could find on induced comas, and other related things, so he didn't screw up and could help her the best he could. She deserved only the best, after all, she was the definition of best in his opinion.

Smart, funny, and god, if he looked too many times at her on a normal day, he'd usually be wound up for the rest of their shifts.

Is that bad? It's probably bad. Oh dear.

TJ swiped the weariness out of his eyes with the back of his hand, resettling on his desk chair to get a better angle of the witness's hastily-scribbled report.

He'd have to re-assess it in the morning.

She winced as the iron-tang of blood hit her in the face, and as she looked slowly, drowsily down at her body, where a swathe of bandage was secured around her waist down to her stomach, the other stretch of white which was on her arm being eased off by a stressed looking nurse, and she jolted her head away, fighting her gag reflex as red skin peeled away from the single yellowish, angry sore that must've been one of the places she'd gotten shot.

"Can I have some water?" She cringed as her raspy voice reached her ears, and started to cough violently.

"You're awake!" The nurse perked up a little, then upon hearing Cora's condition, she blanched.

"Hold on, let me just, Callie!" she got up off her knees, calling for who was presumably the other late-shifter assigned to this ward.

A head popped around the curtains, and the nurse who was changing the dressings motioned something with her hands, and Callie took off again, nodding.

"Was that..Is she deaf? I hope you don't mind me asking," Cora asked with wide eyes, her face alight in interest.

"No, Callie is just mute, the kind soul, so we use ASL here to communicate with them and also it's kind of easier to gesture than to speak." The woman smiled. "Ooh, I was also going to say, there was a young man at the front desk asking to see you a few hours ago, he looked so worried, poor thing..."

She sharply looked up from picking her fingernails, a jolt of surprise zipping through her nerves as she stared at the nurse.

"Is that..alright? We can send him away, so many women here get visitors-"

"No, no please don't. Can you um, possibly let him in as soon as you can? I really need to tell him something, before it's too late and I fuck up again." Cora half-begged, not caring if her nerves showed through her voice. She'd had enough of holding her tongue anyway.

Callie returned, her curly red hair falling slightly out of place as she lowered down to give Cora the water, and a mutual smile of gratitude was shared between them before she stepped back into the seat of her desk, her eyes trained on the screen as it lit up her face in the midnight lighting.

"I can maybe ask around for you in a few hours, I think you should get some rest while you can, First, before that happens, I need to change your dressings." She answered warmly from the other side of the room, where she was dropping the used equipment into a yellow bag.

Cora nodded, tapping on the small cannula that snaked off the bed, behind her, where it connected to a small bag of what looked like water, even though it clearly wasn't water.

As the nurse came over, she took Cora's forearm in her hands affably, and in a second or two, there was a fresh sheet of cloth on her wound, the sting of ointment felt easily beneath the layer.

"Right, so I'm not trying to be weird, but since the other bandage is around your torso, I'm going to need you to loosen and pull down your gown,"

"Oh, okay. Also, I was wondering, what's your name, so I can stop referring to you as 'kind woman'?"

The lady laughed a little, her eyes crinkling at the sides, easily visible even through the lack of light.

She looked a little bit like Cora, if she was going to say anything about it, minus her bleached hair tips and her long high-ponytail.

"It's Frieda, but lots of people find that weird, so just Freya if you're one of those people." She smiled, looking back at Cora as the curtains were drawn quickly.

As she untied the small knot in the back of her hospital clothing, Cora looked the other way awkwardly as the nurse produced an intimidating roll of fresh cloth, covering her chest with her hands.

Sooner than she'd thought, the cold sensation of the ointment on her overheated skin made her stomach flip, and she let out a small, surprised yelp, at the amusement of Frieda, who was focused on her patient's side.

She was muttering words under her breath as she worked, even if Cora wasn't looking her way, she silently wondered how working in a hospital would be different from working in the squad. Did they have the same kind of banter? Was it harder on your mental health?

Most of all, did the nurses fall in love with their boss?

That was a weird question.

As soon as the bandage had been secured around her waist and lower chest, she got to work, busying herself with the strings of the gown as Frieda once again returned to the yellow bag, then checked on the IV drip.

"I'll just go now and tell your poor friend he can see you," Frieda announced airily as she opened the curtains, and the light, as little as it was, poured in. Cora gulped, hoping she wouldn't start crying like she had the last time she'd been as low as she was.

Which, funnily enough, she hadn't even apologized for.

She'd been angry at everything that night, not to mention tired, still drowsy from whatever Warren put in the champagne, and she'd taken it out on poor Anthony, who'd just been trying to help. She failed to ask his dad where his son had been when the reception took place, eventually finding out that he went through something that was probably worse than what she had from the grapevine of chatter that circulated around the offices, since TJ was conveniently ushered out of the room whenever she came into it by anyone who was there at the time.

But despite TJ's physical presence (and the warmth and light and love he brought) being absent from the too-long hallways that her boots loved to echo on as she tried to sort her shit out on the walk to and from a taxi (she'd been too terrified to use her car), she'd still think of him.

And it helped chase her demons away for a while.

Wiping her eyes a little, she wondered how far from the ward TJ was, and if she would have any time to bury herself underneath the sheets and sleep.

[toastess-with-the-mostess]

Let's Rewind! Toast watches Voltron: Defender of The Universe (1984)

Season 1, Episode 35: Doom Boycotts the Space Olympics Season 1, Episode 36: Lotor's Clone

Episode 35 Doom Boycotts the Space Olympics I realized the text was hard to read in the long post so here's some color so you can tell which episode is being watched

wild that whoever made the choices for the space Olympics really thought hard and said "yes we're absolutely having it on Arus, where it's currently at war and has a weekly occurrence of giant fucked up robots fighting each other"

Is soccer actually an Olympic sport or is the world cup the biggest even for them?

Oh so doom IS actively boycotting the space olympics, I know It's for evil reasons but i have to agree just based on the fact THAT ITS ON A PLANET IN ACTIVE WAR AND ROUTINELY HAS GIANT MECHA FIGHTS

why are the boys in an army barrack 😭 the castle is right there is it not

Allura this is why you KNOCK walking in on the team showering in only towels is your fault entirely LMAO the boys are ragging on nanny for trying to make it their fault svsiodv woman just sit down and leave the food at this point

"I'm sorry I meant to surprise you!" "You did!" Keith that was adorable omg, I know you guys can't hear it, but his tone was the cutest

I love this show because in every other one it's hunk looking after Pidge, but originally it was Lance instead T-T He's currently very concerned about Pidge eating two kabobs at once, at least he isn't talking with food in his mouth

I'm sorry when did haggar get blueprints to voltrons wiring??

are they about to make a decepticon out of the beefed up bulldozer the team has outside to build the stadium?? Oh my god they are

man the only reason the team finds out about lotors plan is because one of the kids that was tagging along with hunk this entire time needed to take a leak outside 💀

haggar described her weird virus for that bulldozer as like a chip,,, it is not a chip it's a tiny robeast that takes over the entire machine just by standing onto the hardware i know they were making it easier to understand for kids but c'mon that had to be confusing for them, kids are real smart anyway

The boys: kid you were dreaming, nothing attached itself to the bulldozer (bulldozer proceeds to turn on and wreck their barrack) the boys: O-O guys please listen to the children, they're so upfront with everything they see its wild

PIDGE WHY ARE YOU JUMPING STRAIGHT ONTO THE BULLDOZER well at least he found out nobody was driving it UNTIL IT THREW HIM OFF, he's a gymnast (ninja) though so of course he lands on his feet anyway like a goddamn CAT

why do they always make hunk grunt like that? wild somehow they figured out it was lotor, i mean i feel like itd be obvious once they knew nobody was in it but still

OH SO PIDGE DOES ACTUALLY REFER TO HIMSELF AS A GYMNAST, THATS ACTUALLY SUPER COOL still doesnt make it any less insane that pidge LEPT ONTO THE ROOF OF THE BULLDOZER

WHY IS HE SO LONG IN THE DRIVER'S SEAT, IT LOOKS LIKE THE PASTED HIS HEAD OVER LANCES BODY he didnt even stop the thing i think lotor just told it to stop to lull them into a false sense of security

that same kid was yelling about not being listened and immediately punched the control panel with started up the bulldozer again 💀 I think you're old enough to know how to regulate your emotions my dude oh also he and two others are trapped inside now, dire stakes indeed

hunk and pidge got thrown off the bulldozer, how high up were they?? ft older brother lance again because he was making sure pidge was okay in the background

at last a lion comes out to actually do something NOT BEFORE THE BOY GOT BURIED ALIVE THOUGH WHAT THE FUCK THEY SHOULD BE DEAD

I don't think this is the first time lotor has told allura his plans for her, but it's good that he actually tells her so she doesn't get a worse idea

the team is free after allura creates a goddamn tsunami in the stadium ft MORE OLDER BROTHER LANCE BECAUSE HES HOLDING PIDGE NEXT TO HIM IN THE WATER

immediately after being freed the kids just sit there and do nothing UNTIL THEY GET TRAPPED IN IT AGAIN god this show makes so many characters stupid

all-scan?? Are you telling me you fuckers could've done that before, and you just haven't?? I'm gonna say you just recently learned it for my own mental health

the kids are out after Hunk bashed his way inside without a lion i love seeing scenes like these because the pilots are actually skilled outside of being inside the lions!

Ooh so I was right, it was a mini robeast who could interact with machines, and then it just combines with it to make it an actual robeast well they could've just said that earlier >:/

voltron is formed and definitely is spewing propaganda for the olympics but at least hes able to damage the robeast LMAO

holy shit easiest fight ever, they barely even did anything to the guy before pulling out blazing sword and skewering it

time to rebuild the stadium and gym using the lions my question is why they only gave one of those beefed up bulldozers to the team

/episode end

Episode 36 Lotor's Clone

Episode opens with Zarkon yelling at Lotor, this oughta be good lol

"quit sending robots to arus and destroy voltron yourself!" my guy how the FUCK is one dude gonna do that, you kind of need another big guy to help weaken him first

"you mean really lead? Like from up front?" "Where else you idiot!" LMAOO

I know they make the doomites robots so the show can skirt past ratings but do not give robots that much sentience and still say they're not people these fuckers were talking about defecting and living on Arus!

oh so this episode's robeast is just another lotor because he doesn't actually want to do the work HAHAHA

"but beware, whatever you know he will know" foreshadowing?

onto planet arus, the team is doing some lion training

Pidge: it feels like my head is on backwards! Keith: I always knew that! THE KID JUST FELL OUT OF THE SKY KEITH BE NICE LMAO

Pidge: did you know your nose wiggles when you're upset Keith: my fist wiggles too! KEITH PLEASE-

mystery power surge huh, at least we can tell that the castle actually has employees since they're running around trying to fix stuff

oh never mind the drules have an actual robeast that's fucking with the castle, the lotor clone is just so lotor doesn't have to do any of the work expected of him LOL

Keith has a plan but i can't remember the sleds/boats he mentions having used before with the team maybe they're just making it up to show that the pilots actually hang out on their off time fnvsdoi

"some of these parts are older than nanny!" GET HER ASS LANCE

it's good to know that the pilots are all slightly mechanically inclined, definitely a skill they gotta have to actually stay alive on Arus

Not lotor complaining that his clone isn't working hard enough for his hero image 💀 no wonder this man always gets his ass kicked

secrets out, keiths been fighting the clone this whole time and because of lotor having a telepathic argument with it, he knows it's not the real him anymore

Damn he was so offended by the clone calling him Lotor used the robeast to blow his ass up 😭 Keith's right, this was his only chance at winning

did they just fix up that sled thing to not actually use it?? What a waste of time oh never mind lance is using it while the others use the lions

"if you're gonna lie around the beach all day I'll come back later" i don't think any other show can replicate the absolute sass dotu lance brings

I like that hunk is the defacto leader when its him pidge and allura, I know allura has no experience so she wouldn't be but i wouldn't be surprised if they tried to pull something like this with pidge lol

voltron is formed, haven't seen lion head attack in a while so it's nice to see it back man that robeast just stoof there and took the beating, are they just giving up at this point soidns

ooh scene reuse, this is definitely from the bridge episode that i cant remember the name of, everyone is joking about how another clone of them would be good for the universe lol

/episode end

[darrisgrove]

A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess REVIEW

5/5 Stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

You're not supposed to love the characters in this story. Nobody is doing the right thing, even when they believe that they are. One of the obvious examples of this is Alex's character where many times throughout the books he believes he has done no wrong, that he is smarter and better than everyone else and nobody should treat him wrongly. The doctors that give Alex the aversion therapy, the police, even the writer and his friends are all bad characters. What we get from this story is the philosophy of good and bad, the choice of free will and how that makes us human, and a glimpse of the abuse of psychological therapy of that time.

I say this book is good. I rated it 5 stars, after all. However, I found myself thinking about this book after reading for the past few days. Things stuck with me. Alex is not a good character, he's a villain and he always will be in the end after having been "cured" but reverting back to his criminal ideologies. He never learned anything. The language Nadsat would linger in my mind, how the words came almost second nature to me, though of course I do study other languages for fun so maybe the constant usage was why it stuck. And of course thinking back to the history of aversion therapy and conversion therapy and how it was all so similar to what Alex went through.

Here are my notes during reading. WARNING: SPOILERS BELOW

-Already the book starts differently than the movie, don't hate me for watching the movie before reading the book. The boys hassle a smoke shop before the homeless man, which was not included in the movie. They sweeten up some old ladies at a diner (?) as an alibi.

-"It's a stinking world because it lets the young get on to the old like you done, and there's no law nor order no more."

-"--The attempt to impose upon man, a creature of growth and capable of sweetness, to ooze juicily at the last round the bearded lips of God, to attempt to impose, I say, laws and conditions appropriate to a mechanical creation, against this I raise my sword-pen" pg 27. Foreshadowing.

-Alex is the alpha of the pack, just as he was in the movie.

-Alex is a teenager, or college age student.

-Alex's dream of Georgie being a general is also foreshadowing.

-P. R. Deltoid's warning to Alex tells us that Alex has been caught and in trouble before, enough times for him to have a post corrective advisor stop to visit him in his home. Sent there by Alex's mother.

-I think it's important to note that Alex using the same "my friend has fainted" play has it's own glimpse onto Alex's intelligence. While he does make himself appear to be high and mighty, no one is smarter than me, type character, why would he use the same play to lure people into opening their doors for him? If it's worked a few times in the past to get him what he wants, eventually people will catch the repetition and become warned of that phrase. Maybe that is why the cat lady was suspicious of the phrase from the start. She'd been warned and did the right thing but denying him entry and calling the police right away. Our Humble Narrator isn't as smart as he thinks.

-Alex is 15 at the the story takes place.

-Alex's lingo has a chokehold on my every waking moment. It haunts me how fluid it feels when I'm reading it, even though I have no idea what he's saying most of the time. I do find it interesting how the author indicates that the adults in the story speak without Alex's lingo, they speak "proper".

PART TWO

-Alex is now 17.

-It seems like in the film they completely removed the second murder Alex was convicted of, which I feel would have been important towards telling his story. In the film, they show Alex having taken responsibility and showing interested in becoming a better man. In the book, Alex is still manipulative and a bad character. He hasn't learned from his crimes. He's just annoyed that he is forced to be around people he considers to be lesser than him. He's disgusted by them. He's looking in the mirror and refuses to see his own reflection.

-Aversion therapy is what is happening here, where the patient is given an undesirable stimuli while being shown images, or in Alex's case, films, in order to treat the unwanted behavior. This was also administered as treatment for "curing" homosexuality back in the day alongside castration to cure gayness. While the practice has been looked down upon and shamed for the mental harm it causes patients who underwent this treatment, unfortunately conversion therapy and aversion therapy is still practiced today. However, there are proper non-harmful ways to use aversion therapy and is sometimes recommended by therapists. Aversion therapy is a type of behavioral therapy. It is sometimes used to help treat nail biting, alcoholism (some medications used to treat alcohol abuse trigger a sick feeling response when alcohol is consumed), and smoking.

-The "vitamin" injection was the undesirable stimuli, making Alex feel weak and the showing of the criminal activities on film made Alex condition criminal activity with feeling sick. Which is why later on when Alex is kicked around and shown breasts, he becomes sick. This is similar to the alcoholism aversion therapy medication which makes the patient nauseous when they consume alcohol. The author writing about this therapy did a great job at expressing the thoughts and actions and makes me wonder if he did this on purpose or if it was accidental.

-Alex is quickly beginning to realize the horrors he had committed. While it was fun and games for him before, now having the undesirable stimuli to punish his behavior is teaching him that crime is not fun and games.

-I wonder why they didn't show a scene of Alex hitting his head against the wall and showing sickness from it in the film. I feel they grazed over this part of the book, showing Alex and the films, his shouting and anger at the doctors playing his favorite music, but the read pain is in Alex's physical reactions. A duality can be found between pre-cured Alex and the correctional doctors, the violence is different but still violence. Same with the police violence towards the end.

-"Am I just to be like a clockwork orange?" page 129.

PART THREE

-Alex still feels higher than everyone else, that he's more important than everyone else.

-In the end, Alex didn't learn anything. He went right back to worshipping violence.

[ones-g]

ᗩᑎᎥᗰᗩᒪ 丅ᗴᗴ丅ᕼ

Chapter Three.

>Cap. Two!

𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟔

<ᴼᵐⁿⁱˢᶜⁱᵉⁿᵗᵉ >

The land was once again desecrated, this time the young people dug a couple of graves for the lifeless bodies of their traveling and even living companions. Certain girls wiped away their tears as they looked with pain at each of the graves. Vanessa had mentioned that Rachel was due to see Oasis at the Meadowlands next month. Victoria dryly swallowed the little saliva she had in her mouth. The youngest remembered the talk they had once had together about the band. —She was very excited— She murmured to herself.

“Actually, Wonderwall is my favorite song, yours Vic?”

“I only know Wonderwall!”

Pains in her chest began to bother her too much. Her lip was curled and her head was bowed to the ground. Her left foot began to grind the soft earth she was stepping on. Her funeral was terrible for him. More so when they involved young lives. Like that funeral of her only dark-skinned cousin. They had shot him mistaking him for a “criminal”, he was only 15 years old.

Suddenly Laura Lee's voice began to be heard clearly due to the melancholic silence of the circle of young people. —Rachel, you had just moved from JV, I didn't know you very well— The blonde said, attracting Victoria's attention. –I must admit that in Trigonometry you never confused secants with cosecants, it was obvious how smart you were…- Laura Lee remained silent.

—She liked volleyball, but she was afraid of the players because they were too tall... that's why she joined us— Victoria declared in a low voice. –She was sweet, she liked romance novels and she loved her cat who died last summer... I think they will meet after that long separation- She finally concluded. Laura smiled at her friend in gratitude for participating. Van added just one observation to throw out. –Lord, please accept Rachel Goldman into your arms so she can fill your kingdom with music. I also ask you for Coach Martínez, and for the purser Janet and our pilots Robert and Fred-

Ty had decided to let go of Victoria's hand, she looked at her out of the corner of her eye to confirm that she was okay. Laura Lee was about to finish praying for the deceased when Ty decided to intervene. “I'll go for a walk” she turned around and walked straight through the forest. Victoria stared at her. He wanted to go with her, he couldn't stand the idea of ​​hearing an “our father” coming from her friend. She believed in God, but at this moment the situation was drowning her more and more.

She swallowed again, determined to leave without explanation and follow Ty to wherever she went. –Amen- she released the chestnut ironically. She immediately copied the taller one's movements. She turned around and deigned to follow at a brisk pace.

–Taissa- She called her, she did not turn around, rather she gave him a knowing laugh. –Where are you going? – Asked the shorter one.

–Wherever my feet take me... will you accompany me?-

– Will we have deep talks? –

—Iugh passed- She declared, laughing at the opponent's proposal.

-Then I'll accompany you- Victoria hurried again to be close to the other. –Do you think we will find a treasure? – She joked.

—Do you think you are a pirate? – She asked with grace. The brunette raised her shoulders in response.

–We may find scattered clothes or a broken suitcase– She assured.

–I need to find Natalie's suitcase- –Ouu and why is that?-

–She has bottles of alcohol for sure-

–You're not wrong, she said herself that she had brought a few- They both laughed.

–Speaking of alcohol, wasn't it that you weren't going to drink for anything in the world? –

—In special situations I need some vitamin in my body– Both teenagers walked aimlessly in their minds. At times they remained silent after saying something that they needed to think about in silence but then they continued with other topics of conversation, none of them touched on topics that really needed to put a definitive pause on the talk or the walk. They had respected the code “no deep talks.”

Both of their feet were already starting to hurt and each one's stomach was growling louder and louder. "I think we should go back," Victoria said, stopping short. –My feet will swell if I don't rest for at least 30 minutes–

–You've been very soft lately…–

–Hmm… hello! I have a cut that has been hurting like hell for three days now – Ty rolled his eyes, turning his back on his companion. She looked everywhere, nothing seemed interesting in that space. But the girl had a hunch, there was something that would be fundamental for her and the team, she could feel it. (Maybe her curiosity to continue was driving her crazy). "Stay here, I'll take about ten more steps and come back," she informed Vic. She nodded without any problem while she leaned on a dry log.

Ty continued on his way, turning around steep grades and even some mud puddles. The ten steps had already passed and he had gotten too far from Victoria. She stopped when he regained consciousness. She had left Victoria alone in an unknown forest without any energy to run in case any danger threatened her life. Determined to return, she turned her head slowly. And, there she was. Just a few kilometers away is the treasure, the joy of the thirsty. Aquatic life. An immense lake called, she screamed for attention. A smile of abundant happiness spread across Ty's face.

Her energy and hopes returned to her and with all the euphoria he returned to where he walked to look for Victoria. Recognizing some footprints of his shoes near Victoria, he began to shout her name. "Victoria!!" When she heard her friend shout her name, horrible images came to her mind: “Did they attack her? Did she hurt herself? Did she fall off a cliff? Did an entity appear?” Thousands of unanswered questions invaded the girl's head. With the last of her strength Vic rose from the ground with a wandering movement, she had sprained her ankle.

–Victoria- Taissa appeared, giving Vic a surprise, making him scream in fear. –Victoria there is a lake! –

—Ty are you an idiot!? I thought something bad had happened to you… – she whispered with her hand on her chest to lower her heart rate. Ty's smile did not leave his face and that caused the brunette a slight confusion. -A lake? What with that? –

–If we move towards that place, we have more benefits, be it water, food and we are even out of danger, the forest is immense… anything can come out of the trees, and even the dead can rise…– She said with total sincerity. Victoria raised an eyebrow reproachfully.

–Don't talk like that… it's stupid – The opponent quickly apologized for what she had already said. –Your idea is not bad, in fact I'm already tired of that place and I need a bathroom… – Ty smiled even more when he heard how Vic agreed with her proposal. Now they had to tell the others and start moving. –One more thing…– Vic said. –I need you to carry me–

—No way-

–I won't be able to walk because I just bent my foot, plus these are already burning thanks to this girl scout walk, I need you to carry me– Taissa bit her inner cheek to think about it, she was also tired but not hurt, she was hungry but with renewed energy to run a few kilometers carrying her friend.

–Okay, but the moment my back doesn't give any more, I'll throw you away- Vic nodded without reproach.

<ᴾᵒᵛ 'ⱽⁱᶜᵗᵒʳⁱᵃ>

–She turns left, I can see the wing of the plane– Despite putting a lot of weight on Ty's back, she didn't leave me on the ground at any time. Ty's steps were strong but were already starting to slow; she had run more than four kilometers by herself without resting.

–Let me get off, we are close–

–It's not necessary, I'm fine and even more so, we're close… don't worry. Guide me where to go-

–Continue straight, you will see a somewhat curved tree, on the left we will be with the others– Ty nodded to my words. She held my legs tighter. I noticed that she took a breath and expelled it in a matter of seconds. It was obvious that she was going to start running. I held on to his shoulders out of instinct and security, I wasn't going to fall taking Ty to the ground with me.

Taissa began trotting her where I indicated. I remained silent, closing my eyes as I felt my abdominal wound being pressed every time by Taissa who jumped to avoid stepping on a stone.

Ty's steps calmed down, some voices of our companions could distinguish.

—I'll get off but take care of me— Ty asked me. I nodded firmly. When I touched the ground I allowed myself to release a sigh of defeat. In my face I adorned a terrible grimace from which my companion laughed. —What hurts you?— She asked when my left arm passed through his shoulders.

—the right foot is still weak— I replied to what she laughed again. —Talk they on the lake, I'll go with Misty to see if this is solved

—Okay …— Being in view of all the other Taissa spoke while I separated me from his support. —Girls! Girls I need to listen to me— he exclaimed calling the attention of anyone who listened.

For my part I died in looking for Misty while going through the middle of the others. Shauna was the first to get up and ask me if I was fine when I was breastfeeding from one leg. "It's nothing …" I hits my arm to prevent the chestnut from grabbing me. It was not necessary since Misty was a few meters away with coach Ben.

"You'll do with Misty?" She asked what I nodded when he felt his totally worried gaze focused on me. And I must admit that Shauna's eyes were not the only ones who looked at me.

—They give attention to Ty, he found a lake which can benefit us— I shouted trying well the words like that everyone understands me.

To the latter the murmurs of the others began to hear "a lake?" "Why would we need a lake?" Unconsciously my eyes rolled. Taissa continued, his voice was calm and with a hint of authority as much as hope. —We can walk?— I heard Shauna ask.

Misty smiled at me strangely. He moved away from the coach and put his hands on his hips while analyzing me from head to toe.

—Your ankle again, right?— It seemed my mother's attitude, when she was going to scold me.

—still sensitive …— I replied. She approached enough and then guided to a closed suitcase. It made me sit and extend my leg to support it in yours.

—It was your footwear, it is not very ideal to walk on rocky roads with these— She said when unbuttoning my sandal. —It is not serious, a slight swelling … if we had ice you would be better but … for now… rest— I nodded with a slight smile. She lifted again down my leg gently.

Suddenly the demanding voices of Jackie and Taissa were heard violently. We both turn towards your address. —And if the rescue arrives?— Jackie asked.

—Do you think they are taking effect? If they knew where we would have arrived— Ty replied.

An ironic snort left Jackie's lips. —You don't know that— She said. I turned to see Misty and to my surprise she returned to Martínez. It was like a damn tick.

Laura Lee's voice caused her to look at her, the girl asked the older about "what he thought." He began to doubt. I didn't know what to answer. His hands were still pressed his beheaded and that sincerely gave me shame to see. This was not Ben who knew. His voice trembled by saying that we would have to leave him for his condition. The blonde denied the idea. —We can do a … kind of stretcher— I proposed not listening to anyone contributing anything.

—We have a turn to load it …—Ty accepted my proposal with a smile from ear to ear as well as several girls. —It's a joke? You are also wrong, it limps like the damn janitor and danger to open your stomach when trying to load it— Jackie intervened. —I'm sorry but for me it is much better to stay here—

Sigh. Jackie was right, at this time I was also a burden for the group. Fucking fucking.

—It doesn't need her to load— said Van. —I can take your turn if necessary, it's called empathy in case you didn't know— he said sarcastically.

Vanessa Palmer, who would do without her? We both smiled with complicity. —We will have a vote— Ty proposed.

Capturing all the attention again. —All in favor of waiting here, please raise a hand— Several girls built. But they weren't enough. —And … all in favor of going to the lake?— And as expected, those who supported this idea were the majority, we had won. —It's decided, take your things—

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The walk was extensive, but I had the advantage of knowing where to step on seeing my footprints. If I did not exaggerate so much, we had spent about 20 minutes walking, nothing wrong to be in a misaligned row with a somewhat heavy cargo.

Misty recommended looking for a resistant branch to support me and not put all my weight on my foot. The idea really served me but I continued with the inability to move to my liking. Just by my side was Lottie. During the walk he asked me of everything, if I was hungry or thirst or if it hurt too much, if I wanted to rest or rely on it. I denied her protective friend questions several times. It was sweet but did not need that kind of containment.

A rotten smell was installed in my nostrils. I turned to see if Lottie smelled exactly the same as me and confirmed it to see her press her nose with her fingers.

—Why smells like shit?— I asked. —I don't know … it's horrible— she replied, giving me a way to go on when he noticed that the road became smaller and smaller.

Natalie's back posed in my eyes. —Be careful— Lott told me to see certain deformation on earth.

—Holy Shit—Natalie exclaimed. Out of the corner of my eye I managed to see a dead creature on the ground. That was the rotten smell.

I had an arcade when I saw how a bird put its beak in the dead body of the animal feeding on it. —I'm going to vomit— I whispered.

Lottie touched my back so that I continued walking but faster. I heard Shauna ask about what I could do that. Ben replied that the wolves in herds were those indicated to attack that way.

—Hey… hmm Matthew … I think now if I want water—

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We had walked approximately 7 kilometers, my body unconsciously took stock by not having more strength on my legs and occasionally my shoulder collided with Lottie's. This was trying to walk at my level and that appreciated it.

It was a matter of trusting whoever is to reach our destination. Again the rivalry previously formed between our captain and Ty showed off again in the air. I surrounded my eyes and exhale heavily when we noticed that we should raise an steep floor. I took with my last strength the thick branch of which I held and uploaded to me. The suitcase that carried with me did not bring me any benefit.

—Oh shit— Van exclaimed. —We got it bitches—

Then I hurried. I hurried to rise, to push a little stronger the suitcase that my skillful hand loaded behind me. I hurried my weak steps.

And I saw it. I saw the lake, I felt my cheeks burn when smiling at that place.

—Let's not waste time— Ty said when he arrived at my side. He took my shoulders and squeezed me next to her.

In seconds our rags were all over the place. The laughs flowed as much as the ice water that caressed my píes. The moment was fantastic.

—I want to say, be careful, don't make sudden movements why the points are very easy to get out … Victoria are you listening to me?—

—You have to be careful, okay?— She asked again, his voice was heavy to my ears that sought calm.

"Okay," Babbling . I feel that he moves away when she listens to my answer and knows that she is not happy for this. But I don't have the luxury of thinking. I can't even stand to keep my gaze on Natalie.

The blonde dominated my mind, some time had passed in which she had not seen her half -naked silhouette. And I don't want to sound like a stalker, much less a pervert. But his body was hypnotizing. I kept turning my back like that night I was the one who maintained my distance when I was on his back in front of her.

Natalie turned a microsecond and felt her eyes stick to mine. I had caught seeing her without containment.

I tried to evade his eyes, as I analyzed looking for the mini reaction of shame. I felt my shoulders tense and my jaw aggressively press.

"Too many clothes!" Someone screamed and then blatantly threw water at me. The shirt that covered me had been soaked by the joke of a redhead. —Make yourself to the water tare! Or are you afraid to become a siren?— Brome again. I laughed to listen to her.

—My feet are submerged— I said clearly and with a pinch of hesitation in my voice.

Vanessa denied. —I demand that you enjoy this lake in a decent way. Don't make me drag here— I surrounded my eyes for the third time in the day. But this time I agreed. My hands went to the edge of my shirt. —We have an exhibitionist among us— Again I heard the playful tone of the redhead. And I followed the game. I started to wiggle my hips while listening to applause, whistles and laughs of others. I am apocus my wet shirt came out of my body and my support was exposed to everyone. —cute bra!—Mari shouted. To what I turned to see her. And I realized that both Mari and the others had seen me do the show. Including Natalie.

My eyes went to the lips of the blonde by noticing as the word "sexy" silently spell. But I ignored her.

I ignored how my face was dyed with a violent crimson. I ignored how my heart accelerated. I ignored the sweat that had formed in my hands. And as if it were a siren as they said, I got into the water. Let me carry out the flow of this.

The fire we have with Scatorccio will never end. And we both know.

The group of survivors had fun under the mantle of the lake. The time they had passed under the era indefinable and that did not worry.

—I would kill for an ice cream— Little Victoria was surrounding her best friend. Charlotte doubted to share the chestnut response.

—I would kill for a fucking Sushi— She admitted the highest making the opposite laugh. They both had different tastes but wanted the same. Decent food —If we get out of here I swear I will buy all the ice cream you want— —Why?— Victoria asked. —I need to create promises to feel able to survive in this place— The jet replied with his head and a sad smile on his lips. —I want to fulfill all the promises I do—

Both young people kept silent. Victoria stretched her arms and wrapped Lottie in a hug. —We will continue from here … and when I do it, I will try to eat Chinese food— Charlotte omitted a laugh.

—You hate Asian food— he said and both fangs showed happily.

—If … that's why I said I will try— they both separated from the hug, the lowest of the two began to swim around the other.

The silence seized the talk. But a long distance reflection seized Lottie's interest. —Vic, look that— She said, pointing to his finger the restless reflection inside the forest. —That … it's interesting— Lottie nodded confused by continuing to see it.

Suddenly Lottie was screaming at others about that reflection in the hill. All when confirming what the girl had discovered hurriedly came out of the lake.

The reflection could mean two things. One: a part of the plane or two: a window of some cabin. But Lott had a bad feeling, his steps were doubtful and his shit was lost. I knew that I wanted to say something about this but he was silent, he swallowed his words. Although she had seen that reflection, it seems to be, that he regretted having found it.

[virtue-and-beneviolence]

Hey virtue! Saw that you're doing a new event so i am here to participate. I love making myself as an oc and shipping myself with other characters and since I have been obsessing over Mitsuya Takashi from tokyo revengers, I'm shipping myself with him for this event.

About me: I am short and basically look like a 14 year old boy. I'm smart, honest (brutally), mature, sarcastic, impatient and a good listener with a broken sense of humour and over think alot. I am scared of forming close bonds with people because I feel like I'll end up hurting them in some way, so it takes a great deal of time and patients for me to accept any kind of relationship. I have the personality of a cat honestly.

Mitsuya, as we already know, is responsible, polite, mature and just kind in general. He literally raised two kids so he's definitely a patient person. He's also selfless and always looks out for others. He's just like the warmth of a comfy blanket during a cold night that makes you forget all your worries and makes you sleepy and makes you have one of the best sleep of your life.

Our dynamic:

Mood board

(Best) Friends to lovers

Opposite attracts

Being vulnerable and comforting with each other

Helping each other in any way we can

Fighting for each other

Holding hands, cuddles and soft kisses

Patching up each other's injury after a gang fight

Reminding each other to take care of themselves and to not overwork themselves

Listening to music together

Helping him out with his sisters, the best i can (I am not very good with kids)

Note: me as an oc is also in toman as a seperate division captain. and if you add anything suggestive can if please be neck kisses, I love absolutely them.

That's it I guess. I hope this is understandable. Take care and stay safe.

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□ At toman exec(?)/division lead meetings as teens i absolutely see Mitsuya drawing you into his lap casually. He doesn't have to be protective of you here, there are no threats, it's just one place that he's fully comfortable amping up the PDA a bit. Plus he knows it pushes Mikey's (single) buttons.

□ Maybe it's meant to tease Mikey, but it also means when he's commenting in stuff going on, his breath tickles your neck. T.T (positive)

□ I think Mitsuya likes to sit back and watch you shoot men down. Where other men might be threatened of possessive, Mitsuya knows you're coming back to him and honestly, it's such a good time seeing his partner so confidently declare you're not free.

□ He really struggles to keep a straight face when you're patching up injuries on his face. Your concentrated expression so close just gives him the giggles and in those moments he realizes he's so so so down bad for you. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

□ I feel like your first kiss was how you defined your relationship...like I just see you staying at his place, maybe helping him hit a deadline for a design contest and he lets you fall asleep in his bed while he stays up late. You wake up greeted with him holding you and a little peck and pet name followed by a calm, "is that okay, can that be okay, can I be yours?"

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don't mind me taking a second to gush over how it made my heart feel to see how sweetly you talk about Mitsuya!!!!!! bc my god what a lucky man!!! made me 101 kinds of soft istg T.T

I need to know about your dynamic with both the twin dragons though!! have you ever double dated with draken and emma?

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Come make my day, tell me about your self ship, and get some hcs of your own.

[goofyjelly]

Star Trek TOS (2x02) : Who Mourns for Adonais?

Oop Scotty is in love (this girl WILL die)

GIANT HAND

Vulcans are a bummer, so don't beam down the sad man >:(

Again with the casual Vulcan slander! Why do they keep doing my boy dirty like that???

Fjsldjskdj oh no the girl Scotty likes beamed down, she's not beaming back up 💀💀💀 Scotty can't have shit on the enterprise 🥲

APOLLO ->

APOLLO

Hehe the hand is so silly

THE POV SHOT OF THEM ALL LOOKING UP AT APOLLO-

Fascinating ✨✨✨

Oop Scotty's crush is a mythology nerd she's DEFINITELY leaving Scotty for Apollo or something INSANE like that.

Kirk , you can't really immediately believe he's the God Apollo-

YES SCOTTY WE ARE CAPABLE OF WRATH!!!

oh fuck no I was KIDDING! I was KIDDING when I said that girl would fall in love w-

"you seem wize, for a woman" excuse me???

I can excuse the god-like wrath, but NOT THE SEXISM

Scotty 🥺 the narrative hates you, I'm so sorry 😭

Ah jeez, she's DEFINITELY into it 💀💀💀

BWAHAHAHAJ GHE COSTUME CHANGE WHY- WHY?! She really just immediately abandoned the captain and the enterprise. Like girlie you took an oath. DONT ACT LIKE THIS IS A SACRIFICE TO YOU-

Scotty is so sweet,

Okay Kirks right, maybe I was so fast to judge her, maybe she's trying to get info. The star trek pattern of lots of dumb women is getting to me.

Spock, you're doing great, but this clearly isn't working

She seems a bit too smiley to be doing this for "strategic purposes" 💀

Ooo okay so in star trek universe Greek mythology is real but they were all aliens? Okay, thats definitely a choice™

"God's took mortals to love and care for-" oh oop called it.

"Spock's contaminating this boy, Jim" awwwwww Chekov <3

Apollo really out here with an extra organ in his body oh boy.

THE LIGHTNING WHAT!

Scotty, sweetie, you're amazing, but-

OH OKAY THINGS ARE HAPPENING KIRK IS DYING WTF????

Shatner's acting is so fucking funny for some reason oh my gosh Kirk is choking on the ground I should NOT be laughing right now 💀

Also I know they just casually mentioned it as a Bit, but i think it's so cute that Spock is mentoring Chekov or something to that affect.

Uh oh I think Apollo is worn out a bit. LIKE THAT CAT IN THE RUSSIAN STORY- Pavel, never change.

Uhura is tinkering ✨✨✨ love her

"I can think of no one better equipped to handle it" SO TRUE, SPOCK!!!

wait does that girl have god powers now or-

"Mankind has no need for gods" oo? " we find the one quite valuable" OOOOH okay.

"GO!" They really went full on middle school lunch room on his ass fjskjfkdjdk

Lieutenant, stop getting emotionally attached to the Greek god Apollo 💀💀💀 Kirk is so done oh my gosh

Im hoping she's actually super smart and this whole attitude is an act. I may have to apologize to women again.

Become the mother of a new race of gods AYOOOO?????? UM???

okay he needs to stop , actually. Yup nope okay she's down BAD. Poor Scotty 😭

Kirk : "how old are you?"

Chekov : "22"

Kirk : "then I better handle it-"

Pavel 🥺 you're like a child to everyone here, how the fuck did you graduate the academy at 22-

In like ten minutes I've went from calling him Chekov to Pavel , the illness is real.

LIEUTENANT , SNAP 👏 OUT 👏 OF 👏 IT 👏 "HE'S SO LONELY" MY ASS!

Kirk, your rizz might not be able to get us outta this one

Kirk, Tell that to Spock's parents. Being from different species didn't stop them if you know what I mean-

She's trying to switch back to being On Duty , yes you're a scientist. I KNEW SHE WAS A SPECIALIST OF MYTHS. "Illogical. I could no more love you than I could love a piece of bacteria"

I owe women another apology, she's back ✨

RHE EDITING OH MY GOSH

The end 😃

W H a t

Okay that's not the most insane thing ever, actually. The ending felt a tiny bit rushed but that could've just been me.

Also Chekov is literally a child compared to everyone else on board- like of course 22 isn't a child but Kirk is, I wanna say, in his mid thirties at least (based on how long ago he says things took place in his life and how old he was then; like Taurus 4 and different things hes done as a lieutenant ), and no one else in the main cast is supposed to be 22.

That was a decent episode; not one of my favs but definitely not the worst. I probably won't do a rewatch for a while, but that's cus I have odd taste lol.

[terrence-silver]

I love your Terry McCain thoughts and headcanons! Hardly anyone seems to write about him and yours are perfect. Can you please share some headcanons about Terry M and the winter season/Holidays?

CHRISTMAS WITH TERRY MCCAIN.

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― Well, he's an Irish Catholic boy to the teeth, so just going off of logic alone I figure Christmas is, was and always will be an important and continued tradition in the McCain family, something Terry, for all his rough and tough Chicago Detective tendencies wants to keep observing and honoring in the future as well, possibly in a quaint, somewhat intimate atmosphere as one gets the impression Terry has lived the life of an on and off bachelor for a very, very long time up in his big city apartment close to his calling at work and the mean streets, and that if he craves for anything it is for the simpler days of a charming, domestic sense of self. Something akin to what life was when he was a kid. Sweet and idyllic. Ironically, he undoubtedly hasn't celebrated Christmas properly in years. By properly, I mean that for the longest time, it was just him, a bottle of beer or two, maybe a quickly put together holiday arrangement on some table somewhere purely to maintain the spirit of it all alive, (the company of a cat or some other pet?) and him spending the holidays down at the jazz bar, playing the piano for a cheering crowd.

― Does Terry immediately remember all the old customs and traditions from his childhood he wants to observe full out once you come into his life? Yes. Yes, he does. Now, Terry McCain might seem something like a smart-mouth cynic initially, but he's unusually emotional and warmhearted and he will be, flat out, looking forward to winter all year purely so he could have a first ever Christmas with you. First ever Thanksgiving. The cutting of the turkey. First ever snow. First kiss under the mistletoe. First ever blizzard over the city (which he hopes persists for as long as it can). First ever walk alongside the banks of the Chicago River wrapped in two warm coats. First ever meet cute with hands covered in mittens. A first drive out into the country. A first exchange of presents. A first ever dance along to some mellow, quiet Christmas ballad. Terry McCain wants it all. And my god, if your business in Illinois is temporary, count on it being delayed (under mysterious circumstances), because you're staying all year and you're staying because Terry needs you to stay. Should he simply.you know, pretend he's sick? Or shot?

― He isn't complaining if subzero temperatures envelop he city from up north and he can disguise his desire to keep you around as merely his well-intentioned concern with avoiding you catching a flu due to the cold local conditions. Freezing local conditions, rather. If you're not from around here and have no knowledge how goddamn cold it can get around December and January, he can very easily just lie and ensure you're ill-prepared where coats, jackets, scarves and knitwear are concerned. Whoops. Great, Detective McCain is out to be a good friend and acquire you weather appropriate clothes, during which, you'll of course stay put in the apartment and wait for him to return with your newest batch of attire, some borrowed, some bought and a great many of it (oversized) his; a tirade that might last weeks, if we're honest. What can you do, though? Walk out in a thin jacket when it is -25 degrees out? Yeah, sure. A deliberate and very tactical stalling on Terry's behalf. If he stalls enough until Christmas, traffic, airline ticket bookings and cabs might be too busy and pricey to be worth the try, so you'll have to stay over the holidays. Tough luck, champ.

― It is one of those white lies people tell when they find someone really special they want to keep around, not really caring what methods they have to use to reach their end goal --- and what if you don't celebrate Christmas, you ask? Well, Terry already knows. He isn't a Detective for nothing. He did his due diligent snooping and some innocent abuse of power to find out everything he could about you that he didn't already discover merely by being close to you, from your own mouth, so be it Hanukkah or Chanukah or something else entirely, Terry will be calling relentlessly and showing up on your own front door ready to connect the two holidays and celebrate them both to create something entirely new out of the blend, gaining all the more time to himself with you, not really wishing to be parted, his trademark possessiveness coming through. You almost get the impression that with the amount of effort he's been putting into everything, that this is more than a friendship and more than a relationship. Terry McCain feels something like family to you at this stage, and that is surely the case for him as well.

― And so, booking himself a couple of weeks off away from the force and the stresses of his work's environment, setting his badge and guns to the side (but not too far out of reach, old habits be damned), for all his firecracker, hotheaded character traits, the holidays with Terry McCain are spent with a sense of serenity and the best type of simplicity imaginable ---- no problems, just peace --- warm wine included, piping hot tea, a purring kitten and you in his lap, exchanging gifts, decorating a Christmas tree together (something he hasn't done in ages and has yearned for) dining together, dancing at the jazz club together and him introducing you to everyone he knows there, midnight walks and matching scarves, days and days lounging in bed naked together, cuddling, playfighting riddled with laughter and sex, sharing stories, watching movies tangled in knit sweaters with the heater roars and roars and it's actually ---- unbelievably charming. All of it. Like something that belongs on an old postcard, and he decides there and then, that this will be your first one of many Christmases together.