#rip ben 😩

[jewishsimming]

10th July 1915.

Mr A. Rozenfeld, "Lone Oak" Farm, 1128 Old Mill Road, Henford-on-Bagley.

Dear sir, It is with deep regret that we write to notify you of the death of your son, Benjamin Rozenfeld, on the 2nd of June 1915. The cause of death was killed in action.

Any personal effects of the deceased, if found, will be addressed to the War Office and marked as 'Effects', and you will be notified by telegram upon their arrival.

I am Your obedient Servant,

[redacted]

[sagesolsticewrites]

Yes, Captain

John Brady x Juliet Thompson (OFC)

a/n: in honor of Ben’s post on his Instagram story yesterday… that cheeky lil shit was saying " I am the captain now" and all I could think was "yeah you are 😩🫡" here’s a thing I’ve been working on for longer than I care to say lmao

word count: 3.5k

warnings: mature content (fingering, oral [f receiving], unprotected P in V sex [wrap it before you tap it!], use of titles [Captain]), generally just John Brady being feral for his wife and Jules being feral in return 🤭 enjoy~

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“Honey!” Juliet calls as she scrambles to get the essentials into her purse, “Are you almost ready? We should’ve left—”

The reminder that they’re already running late for a 100th Bomb Group reunion dies on her lips as John steps out of their room in his crisp, clean uniform, medals and ribbons shining on his Class A.

“I’m coming, sweetheart, I’m coming,” John Brady assures his wife as he adjusts his tie, hat tucked neatly under his arm, “Is my tie straight?”

She can only nod, eyes wide as she takes in the glory that is her husband in uniform. It takes her a moment to remember how to speak— can you blame her?— but eventually a soft, appreciative “You look very nice, Captain,” slips out, a heated undertone weaving through the words, lingering on his rank.

She’s learned to read him very well over their months of marriage, and so she can see exactly what kind of effect her words have on him as he takes a shaky breath in and out, deft fingers fumbling with the knot of his tie.

Juliet can’t help but grin, a thrill running through her at the effect she has on him, until his hands are on her waist, pulling her close.

“You look lovely, Jules,” he says lowly, “But if you knew how much I wanted to rip this off of you…” His voice trails off in a warning as his fingers trace over the deep red fabric of her swing dress, and her breath catches, her knees turning into jelly as his lips just barely brush over hers.

“But I know we’re already running late,” he continues, all business as he pulls away save for the teasing glint in his eyes, “So that will just have to wait for when we get home.”

Her jaw drops as he slips his keys and wallet into his pocket, turning expectantly to her as he waits by the door.

“Johnny, that’s not fair,” she whines even as they step out into the warm evening, his arm draping easily around her shoulders.

“I’m afraid I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re talking about, my love,” John grins, opening the passenger door for her to slide onto the bench seat before slipping over to the drivers side, “Now let’s go, I’m sure the ladies are waiting for us so you all can start your gossiping.”

“I never gossip, John Brady, and I have absolutely no idea where you got that notion,” Juliet says primly, the effect utterly ruined by the grin on her face that tells him she has plenty to tell her friends once they arrive.

“Oh! And did you hear—”

Whatever Jo heard, Jules will never know, because her husband chooses that exact moment to make eye contact with her from across the room and very deliberately adjust his tie, a dangerous heat simmering in his blue eyes that makes Jules grip the bar she’s leaning against just a bit tighter to hide the sudden weakness in her knees and down the rest of her drink in one gulp. 

Lord, this man was going to be the death of her. She had felt his eyes on her all night, anticipation straining between them like a string stretched almost to its breaking point.

She waits patiently for a break in the conversation to flag down the bartender for a refill when someone in a familiar dress jacket sidles up next to her, pressing a fresh lemon drop into her hand. 

“For the pretty lady.”

She turns, smiling at her husband.

“Thank you, Johnny.”

“Anytime, sweetheart,” he says, pressing a kiss to her cheek. He brings his hand to rest at the small of her back as he effortlessly joins the conversation while Juliet sips at her drink, his hand subtly drifting lower and lower as the night goes on.

As she sets the empty glass down on the bar, John catches her gaze with a regretful look.

“Sweetheart, I hate to do this, but… do you think we could slip out a little early? I’ve got a bit of a headache.”

“Oh honey, I’m sorry,” Jules pouts, doing her best to ignore the warm hand resting sinfully low on her back, “Yes, of course let’s get you home.”

They bid a quick farewell to their friends and the rest of the 100th crew— the knowing smiles of Olive, Val, and the rest of the girls going unnoticed as they hurry out— and as soon as they’re out of sight Juliet tugs him into a fierce, heated kiss.

“You,” she gasps into his mouth, “are an absolute menace, John Brady. Faking a headache, really?”

“Who, me?” He grins as he pulls away, hands remaining firm on her hips for the moment to hiss in her ear a teasing “Never.”

A soft, desperate sigh tumbles from Juliet’s mouth as John’s lips brush against the sensitive spot just below her ear.

“Johnny,” she breathes with a gentle, insistent squeeze of his arm.

He pulls back to meet her gaze, pupils blown wide and growing wider at her next words.

“Take me home.”

He ushers her to the car faster than she could’ve imagined, pulling her close so she’s pressed flush against him the whole drive home. John takes every shortcut he can remember at startling speed, though most of Juliet’s attention is on his hand resting possessively on her thigh, tracing patterns indecently close to her core but never touching it.

She’s pulled into the house as soon as the car is parked, John’s hands firm on her hips as he presses her back against the door.

“Johnny—”

She’s cut off by his lips crashing onto hers, stealing the air wholly from her lungs.

“Do you have any idea,” John’s voice is ragged as he drags hot, open-mouthed kisses across her skin, “what you’ve been doing to me all night?”

All she can do is let out a desperate whimper as he continues unraveling her.

“You in this dress,” he growls, bunching the offending fabric in his hands as he presses every inch of himself against her, and she lets out a ragged gasp as the heat building in her core intensifies, “Having to act like I didn’t want to drag you back home the second we got there, couldn’t keep my eyes off you the whole time…”

His mouth lands roughly back on hers, and Juliet reciprocates with equal enthusiasm as she clumsily fumbles with the buttons of his Class A jacket.

Her squeak of surprise is swallowed as John effortlessly lifts her into his arms, his mouth never leaving hers as her legs lock instinctually around his waist, her favorite red heels tumbling noisily to the floor at the action. He stumbles up the stairs, one arm supporting her while the other splays across her back, nimble fingers blindly undoing the buttons of her dress. Juliet’s hands slide up to bury themselves in his hair, nails raking sweetly across his scalp as her husband makes a swift ascent to their bedroom.

She’s pressed up against the wall in short order with a muffled gasp of his name, her feet settled back on the ground at the squeeze of John’s hands at her hips.

The sight that greets her as he pulls away is one that won’t be leaving her mind anytime soon.

Her husband’s pupils are blown wide, sweet blue eyes nearly black with desire, chest heaving, pulling air in through deliciously kiss-swollen lips that are now smeared with Juliet’s red lipstick.

“You look stunning, sweetheart. I don’t think I told you that enough tonight,” John murmurs tenderly, a timbre that has Juliet’s heart melting, then shifts into a low, heated tone as his hand slips around her back to continue his work with her buttons, “But this dress needs to come off now.”

She reaches back to help as he makes quick work of the fastenings, her dress and half slip soon pooled around her feet. Juliet steps out of them and nudges the clothing to the side, butterflies flurrying in her belly at John’s appreciative gaze dragging over her figure.

“See something you like?” She teases, fingertips gliding softly up and down his forearm.

“You know I do, Jules,” her husband breathes, yanking her close as his head dips towards her, his lips skimming across her cheeks to press a path of slow, hot kisses down her neck.

Her breath hitches as his lips move lower, dragging over the hollow of her throat, her collarbone, just brushing the edge of her brassiere, her head falling back against the wall with a soft thunk that’s just on the edge of her awareness.

Looking up at her through his lashes to scan for any hesitation, upon seeing none John makes quick work of her brassiere fastening, letting the fabric fall to the floor as his eyes soak in the view. The groan that leaves his mouth at the sight is nothing compared to the feeling of his mouth finally on her, tongue swirling hungrily around her nipple as she takes the Lord’s name in vain several times over, her husband’s name tacked on in a whimper at the end. His mouth drags over her for what feels like hours, leaving no inch of skin untouched as he carefully kisses his way down her stomach. Having carefully slipped her other undergarments off, his fingers linger delicately over the gap of skin just above her pantyhose, unclipping the thin fabric from her garter belt before carefully rolling it down and discarding it, repeating the agonizingly slow action on the other side.

Once both of his wife’s legs are revealed to him, John kneels between them and presses a gentle kiss to Juliet’s right knee, brushing a path up her thigh, soft whimpers and pleas tumbling from her lips as he works his way towards her core.

The pleas become louder and more frequent as he turns his attention to her other leg, repeating the process before pausing at the apex of her thighs… if only to tease her for a moment.

A whimper of “Johnny, please” tumbles from Juliet’s lips, a plea to get him to do something, anything to relieve the ache building in her core.

She lets out a cry as her pleas are answered, and…

She doesn’t mean to let it slip, truly. It was something she called him only in her head on especially lonely nights when he was away, and she had never really planned for him to know about it. But now she’s feeling positively drunk on the sight of John Brady in his dress uniform, silver bars shining on his collar, sinking to his knees in front of her, the intoxicating mix of her husband’s lips worshiping every inch of her skin, the soft mumbles of praise falling from his lips, and the careful control he’d nearly lost once they’d arrived home making her skin tingle, and it’s as she finds purchase in his hair to tug him closer that it spills out.

“Oh god, Captain—”

There’s a sharp inhale from between her legs, the proximity of it to a very sensitive part of her making her jolt as John freezes, dark blue eyes darting to meet her green.

Slowly, he leans back just enough so she can see his face, his expression unreadable.

“What did you call me, angel?”

Juliet’s mind is going haywire, alarm bells ringing as she imagines every worst possible scenario resulting from her stupid slip up.

“I—”

“Say it again.”

Wait… what?

Her confusion and overactive mind must be crystal clear on her face, because John swoops in to distract her the best way he knows how.

He brushes his lips softly against her hipbone, scattering kisses all over her pelvis as he lifts his fingers to drag them delicately through her folds, angling to hit all the spots he knows she likes.

“Say it again,” he murmurs lowly against her skin once he’s got her writhing underneath him, two fingers pumping slowly in and out, a dark twinkle in his eyes, “or I stop.”

“Captain,” she gasps, feeling herself near that familiar precipice, “fuck, Captain please—”

His fingers crook just enough at just the right angle to have her gushing over his hand, her knees going weak underneath her.

There’s a moment of heated silence, blue and green gazes locked as Juliet catches her breath, a soft, helpless sound slipping out of her as his fingers slide out of her and into her husband’s mouth.

She’s frozen there until John speaks again, a low, dangerous tone she’s never heard before.

“On the bed, sweetheart.”

On wobbly legs, she does as he asks and perches on the edge of their ivory floral bedspread, eyes wide and heat building anew in her core.

The ache between her legs intensifies as her husband takes his sweet time carefully draping his jacket over the chair at Juliet’s vanity, making sure his eyes are locked on hers as he loosens his tie and tugs it off, his musician’s fingers making quick work of the knot and moving swiftly to the buttons of his shirt.

Once he’s stripped down to his undershirt, he makes his way over to his wife, gently prying her legs apart from where she’d pressed them together in an attempt to soothe the ache between them. Two fingers come up under her chin to tilt her gaze up, but she doesn’t feel him anywhere else, even as her body unconsciously arches towards him, needing his touch on every part of her.

A soft, trembling “please” slips out of her, barely a breath, but it gets a slow smile out of him.

Juliet feels fingertips skimming up her side and suddenly she’s being gently guided onto her back, his lips bumping just once against the corner of her mouth as he murmurs against her, “Let me take my time, darling.”

And take his time he does, his mouth dragging over her skin at a snail’s pace as the ache between her legs grows.

“Johnny,” she whines impatiently, grinding her hips against nothing as he hovers just out of reach, lips pressing a slow path down the valley between her breasts, “Please, need more—”

Her plea turns into a despairing wail as his mouth leaves her entirely.

“Try again, sweetheart,” he says lowly, “Otherwise I start all over.”

Her mind is terrifyingly blank for a moment, and then—

“Captain,” she sighs desperately, “please.”

She can feel his predatory grin against her skin as his lips return to her, the murmur of “good girl” sending a fresh wave of heat through her core.

Her breathing becomes heavier, the sighs and soft moans more frequent the lower her husband’s mouth travels. Her hands fist into the bedspread as his lips brush her lower belly, her hipbone, skimming down to her inner thigh, and she fears she may actually tear a hole in it if she doesn’t get what she needs soon.

Leaning her head up slightly to watch, the planned plea dies on her lips as darkened blue eyes lock on hers. With a wink, he maintains eye contact for as long as he can, then her mind is overtaken by relief as his mouth finally reaches her.

“Oh, god—”

He makes short work of making her fall apart on his tongue, large hands pressing down on her hips in an attempt to keep her still as she bucks into his mouth. His tongue drags hungrily through her folds, the occasional gentle suck at her clit drawing out incoherent gasps of “yes” and “Captain” and “right there” from Juliet’s lips, the words running together into a wordless cry as she reaches her second orgasm of the night.

Gasping, Juliet returns to her body, a shudder running through her as something brushes just outside her core. Tilting her head up, she realizes it’s still her husband, mouth glistening as he presses a series of kisses to her inner thigh, her hipbone, working his way back up her body until he captures her lips in a sloppy, heated kiss.

A moan erupts from her throat at the taste of herself on his tongue, the sound promptly swallowed by John’s eager mouth on hers. With fumbling fingers, Juliet tugs his undershirt out from the waistband of his slacks, her hands slipping under it to blindly map out the expanse of his back.

John reluctantly pulls his mouth away from hers, lips kiss-swollen and shiny as he reaches to tug the white fabric over his head, tossing it to some unknown corner of the room. He slides off of Juliet to undo his belt, giving her time to appreciate the view of his muscled torso as the belt joins the clothes scattered about the room, his slacks hitting the floor soon after along with his boxers.

Juliet catches her lip between her teeth, her eyes dragging hungrily over every new inch of exposed skin. It’s nothing she hasn’t seen before, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t utterly melt at the sight every time. 

There’s a glint in John’s pretty blue eyes as he moves to hover over her once more.

“See something you like?” He murmurs, mimicking her own words from earlier.

Juliet tugs him down for a hungry kiss, her breath hitching as his hips settle snugly against hers.

“Yes, Captain,” she grins against his lips, rolling her hips in a practiced motion against his own.

“Shit, Jules,” John gasps, huffing out a laugh. He pulls back just enough that their noses brush, maintaining eye contact with his girl, “You ready?”

At her eager nod, he shifts his weight onto one arm, rewarded with a stuttering gasp as he drags the head of his cock back and forth through her folds, a delightful high-pitched sound escaping his wife as it bumps her clit once. It catches at her entrance and, with practiced ease, he slowly presses into her, Juliet’s head falling back with a moan as she adjusts to his size.

He waits for her nod to begin rocking his hips back and forth, slow thrusts that allow her to feel every inch of him, that soon have long, breathy moans falling from her lips.

“M—” 

Whatever his wife was about to say, it’s cut off as another moan spills out of her.

“What was that, honey?” He gasps, bumping her nose with his.

It takes her several tries, but eventually a plea of “more” tumbles from her lips, a whine of “faster” on its heels.

John grins, “of course.”

Meeting her eyes, John’s hips snap into hers with military precision, the utterly perfect staccato rhythm of his thrusts drawing out cries of “yes, oh my— right there, don’t stop—”

He lets out a sharp gasp of his own as Juliet’s nails rake down his back, building towards her third orgasm of the night.

She tightens around him, nails digging into his skin as she reaches her peak, his rank tumbling from her lips in a broken moan. John follows suit not long after, his hips stuttering against hers before spilling into her with a groan muffled in her neck.

They stay there for several long moments, feeling the rise and fall of her chest against his as they catch their breath. Her husband pulls back to meet her gaze, falling in love with her all over again at the sight of her dark curls splayed out atop the bedspread, the rosy flush in her cheeks, the satisfied glow in her sparkling green eyes.

He dips down to capture her lips, muffling the whine that escapes her as he slides out.

“You alright, sweetheart?” He pants softly, brushing a damp curl from her forehead.

Her gaze is so fond he feels his heart might burst as she replies with a smile, “I’m perfect,” adding teasingly, “Captain.”

He chuckles, brushing a kiss to her cheek as he moves to stand, making his way over to the bathroom.

“Hey, you started that.”

“So I did,” She’s beaming as he emerges from the en-suite with a warm, damp washcloth, though it falters slightly, “You’re sure that was okay? I know it was kind of a surprise—”

“It was,” he acknowledges, moving gently between her legs to clean up the result of that particular surprise, “But I promise, sweetheart,” — there’s a glint in his eyes as he meets her gaze — “it was a very good surprise.”

“Well,” her smile turns the tiniest bit shy, “I’m glad.”

She takes the cloth from him, sitting up to toss it into the hamper before standing, incredibly aware of her husband’s gaze following her.

“I’ll be right back,” she assures him with a laugh as she slips into the bathroom, emerging fresh faced and makeupless, her hair tucked up into a silk scarf.

She joins her husband under the covers, both forgoing pajamas for the night in favor of the skin-to-skin contact Jules tends to crave after lovemaking. She lets out a contented sigh as her husband’s arms wrap around her and pull her close, pressing a kiss to where she can hear his heartbeat under her ear.

“Goodnight, Jules.” He murmurs into the crown of her head, squeezing her the tiniest bit tighter for a heartbeat.

“Goodnight, Johnny,” Juliet murmurs, eyes already drifting closed.

The "I love you’s” are unspoken, but no less true as the Bradys drift off to sleep in a sweet tangle of limbs.

[captainwans]

★ . . . ❛ ━━ BEN CHILWELL x FEM!READER.

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[witchofthemidlands]

i'm writing a canon au & i'm seriously stuck on trying to figure out a cause of death for ben brown because there isn't one & seeing as there is about only two other people i know that are aware of the character ben brown there's no “popular” headcanon for how he died so honestly, if anyone could offer some suggestions i would greatly appreciate it & would 100% give credit when i write my fanfiction because i've tried, i really have tried to come up with something but i'm just finding it so difficult 😩

the thing is as well is that i am trying to make it a character death where i have the option to ✨risen mitten✨ him at some point in the future & be a functional undead character so i need a death where there's no major visible wounds like no causes where: he's been ripped apart by a weevil, face has been destroyed/skull blown out because i just cannot picture ben wearing hats.

for ages i thought i'd got a good idea with like a poison or airborne poison but i didn't want it to be too similar to ianto's canon death.

i then got a rather ridiculous idea of a malevolent alien goo where if people touch it they die & there's like a vat of it where ben accidentally got splashed with some by villain of the chapter but i then got worried that it was too much of a 🎶stupid death🎶 because i want the death to be emotional.

the whole reason for this basically is because i am unhinged & saw the grand total of ✨2✨ lines in a torchwood novel about a character called ben brown who was apparently jack's only other employee at torchwood when suzie got recruited. he's mentioned twice in two sentences in this one novel & he is dead, they put him in cold storage that is all we know about the character but because my brain would just not let go of the fact that for some time torchwood was just jack & this character called ben before suzie came along & they became a trio i have to write about him, i have to give him a presence in my canon au because it just opened a can of worms for me i mean could his death have influenced suzie's collection to the glove? did he & jack desire one another carnally after a two man weevil take down on a dark cardiff night? i even made a moodboard about the guy.

so after months of trying to figure this element of my fanfiction out i am finally cracking & asking (pleading) the good people of tumblr for help because my brain won't let me proceed with any more chapter planning until i figure this out so any help is greatly appreciated!

[spookyserenades]

hi second part 👋🏼

hobi- just remembered this, when y/n, Ben, Alice, and Laura text about how hot the hybrids are I thin mainly hobi omg they cracked me up sm. The im married not blind part was so funny 😂

jimin- i don’t remember much from the chapter in September I don’t think we saw much of him but in this recent chapter OMG he was such a sweet pea!!! Y/n really went all out getting his HORSE shipped here. And jimin saying happy b day to join was so sweet cause every one’s warming up to joon after the fight a bit and I think everyone is warming up in general. Anyways y/nie goes above and beyond for her boys and ahhhh so sweet. He was so happy too you could tell he wanted to cry gosh. I love when jimin can’t handle his alcohol well I can just imagine his red cheeks eeek I hope we get to travel and see his family too. He’s defiantly been working hard on the barn, and when she mention he was shirtless at some point 🥵 I cant- im sorry I’m on my period that my horrible excuse anyways -

taehyung- him wanting to take photography and him taking pics of HER STOP ✋ no author u need to stop it’s too much like omg and when they held each other afterward I melted like I TURNED into a puddle of the floor and I’m only able to write this now bc it’s so cold here that I froze and turned back into my human form. She’s possessive and irl tae is too cause like do u remember the perila leaf débat he would get so jelly if his gf peeled off a leaf for a guy friend. The dinner scene where the waiter was making eyes an y/n and tae held her waist and GLARED that’s some dominance right there. I forgot about including the piano scenes in yoongi so I’ll add them here. the pic tae took of their feet sounded so cute and I’m glad yoongi and tae are getting more comfy w each other (cause I think yoongi chose to sit next to him asp) also cause when y/n was thinking abt how she didn’t want him to be alone 🥺😩 yes tae we want you to interact w the others~ Tae LOVES her touches too he reacts easily in just a snap 🫰

jungkook- ahh yes our angst boi- his birthday party scene was so cute he was so flustered and malfunctioned Sksks it was nice to see a raw and genuine part of him that was truly thankful for her that day I hope we get to see more of that. Jk annoying y/n during hobi’s run by giving her a cig omg I cant- this man’s needs to stop he just loves to tease. Such a sassy and snarky boy I’m totally here fir it all the way. And him picking a scary movie bc he knows hobi Jin and jimin will hate it lol. Him already agreeing to held joon and y/n w the wards before she even asked- really can’t hind anything in this house lol. I forgot to talk about this, but joon being upset w y/n and she didn’t call for him when she head the spirit threaten her 😩 he tries to pretend he doesn’t care but he DOES FR and Jk look at him like dam. Okay but that cliffhanger for the last chapter ofc u just stuff us full of fluff just to rip it out of us and I LOVE IT. I wonder what Jk and hobi/joon (I think joon was involved) fought about to make jk storm out like that although it wouldn’t be the first time. And on Halloween, come on yall! Smh 🤦‍♀️ ahh but he’s one of her boys so she’ll rein him in anyways.

Im guess there’s too much testosterone in that house hold or maybe they’re energy’s bc most of them are exotic predators and dominance is a big thing. I don’t remember exactly. Anyways I spoke about everything I could remember so far sorry for typos, ty sm for feeding us every month with such a hearty meal! Luv u 💋

Hehe hey again!!! fkdasfk I'm glad you liked my "married not blind" joke LMAO it's sooo true, especially when it comes to Hoseok. 👹

Jimin - Y/N getting him his horse... my bestie who usually beta reads for me was like Dana no way lmao. I wanna have disposable income like Y/N, and spoil all the boys silly too!! I guess we can live vicariously though Y/N LOL. 💀💀💀 But Jimin so deserved to be reunited with Vista, and he was so happy to have a piece of his former home with him now. Jimin is such a sweet, polite guy, so him wishing Joonie a happy birthday proves he really just want to keep the peace. Tipsy Jimin is just the cutest stinking thing ever, I can picture his face so clearly in my mind! Knowing Y/N, she'll definitely make good on her mental promise to bring Jimin to see his family (I'm sure she wants to meet them too!) Also YES you're right, he was totally shirtless when he was patching up the roof of the stable... I would have passed out if I saw that, Y/N is a strong woman!

Tae - UGH Another one that is totally whipped for Y/N, taking pictures of her, including a couple at his first expo... even though only four were displayed at that expo, you can imagine he's probably taken dozens more of her, which makes me blush and kick my feet. He's definitely one of the more cuddly ones, too, so when he hugged her at the expo that moment was so sweet and intimate... physical touch must be one of his love languages. I love my men a little possessive, and I DO remember the whole perilla leaf debate (wild) and Tae being like that both irl AND in Trouvaille is just so... you know? He was definitely staking claim over Y/N in that brewery, he did not like that random man staring at his girl like that. OOF! 🥵 I'm glad you brought up Tae and Yoongi beginning to come around to one another. They have that connection of both being into music, and I think they have similar possessive feelings over Y/N. Maybe Yoongi will be the one who gets close to Tae first, we'll see!!

Jeongguk - fhdjasf our little edgelord! Ah his birthday was so self indulgent, fluffy, and a chance to see his softer side under all that iciness he usually displays. I think the longer time wears on, he'll let go of more of that frostiness and become more comfortable showing Y/N his tender side. fjdksa I forgot about the scene where he offered her a cigarette at Hoseok's meet-- such a twerp!! I love love love scary movies, and I feel like him maybe Yoongi are the only two that would actually wanna watch a horror film with me IRL, or Y/N in Trouvaille. Hoseok is a bit of a scaredy cat, and the rest of them put that off a little bit as well LOL. And for sure, there really isn't anything that can be hidden in that house anymore, there are ears literally everywhere.... bad news for someone who likes to talk shit, like me. But that's an example of Jeongguk being uncharacteristically sweet, agreeing to help Y/N even if he doesn't have to. Joon was so pissed when she didn't call out for him when she was threatened, but Y/N handled everything just fine, IMO, he was being a dramatic wolf.

You know I love a good cliffhanger!!! I can't not have one almost every time. Hopefully, this time, the conflict can be resolved quickly, and it isn't as bad as The Incident between Joon and Tae. We shall see-- or you may have already seen, in this newest update!! I'm dying.... there is indeed too much testosterone in that house, but I suppose that it is just something they're all going to need some adjusting to. BUT!! Thank you again so so much for sending in these messages and gushing over the boys with me. I always look forward to hearing what you think. Loves you babe!! 💜💞💜💞

[randomvarious]

Today's compilation:

1961 - 20 Greatest Hits 1987 Pop / Doo Wop / R&B

Eek, folks; this cassette, which there appears to be two very slightly different versions of, ended up getting me real good today. Ostensibly, this is a dynamite collection of oldies that digs deep for some tasty, forgotten treats, choosing to solely focus itself on tunes that are from one specific year, rather than doing what most other retrospective oldies comps do, which is apply a much broader scope that encompasses a wider time period.

And things really did start off great here with this look back at 1961, which opens itself up with a couple certified doo wop bangers: Gene Chandler's very soulful "Duke of Earl," which was later also famously sampled by Cypress Hill for their own early 90s west coast rap anthem, "Hand On the Pump," followed by The Edsels' lively and vocally dynamic group effort, "Rama Lama Ding Dong."

But what then followed those two bits of early 60s gold was essentially just a thick morass of re-recorded gunk 😩. Re-recordings are an almost always awful thing, in which the original artist of a song decides to release a newer version years later, usually after they've passed their prime, and the production value tends to be much lower too. Thankfully, re-recordings are not nearly as prevalent as they used to be, but plenty of record companies deceptively hawked them back in the day, in order to entice people to waste their money, and now YouTube is especially marred with them as well. And if you really wanna hear just how embarrassingly bad things could get, have a listen to Gary U.S. Bonds' "Quarter to Three," the original of which is so infectiously good—and was also blatantly ripped off by Dion for "Runaround Sue"—but on this one has Bonds sounding like he inhaled some low-grade helium beforehand instead 🥴.

So, while the small handful of highlights below are all original renditions that really get at what made some of the early 60s pop landscape so satisfying in the first place, the rest of this tape is unfortunately dominated by re-recorded versions of songs whose quality is far, far shoddier than the versions that would go on to define 1961, overall. And had this cassette come with more original versions than it did, the list below definitely would've been a hell of a whole lot longer!

Highlights:

Gene Chandler - "Duke of Earl" The Edsels - "Rama Lama Ding Dong" Ben E. King - "Don't Play That Song (You Lied)" The Shirelles - "Mama Said"

[dreamwritesimagines]

dream you’re killing us!!! the distance and hurt between them right now is making MY heart break. i so just want them to makeup and finally be happy with each-other.

i know they’re both in the wrong, because ben didn’t show up for clover when she needed him and clover didn’t clearly communicate the urgency of what she needed to talk to him about, but clover i think really was blinded by how hurt she was and took what she said too far. i don’t think she realizes how badly she hurt ben and is too proud and stubborn to admit that she was wrong. obviously ben has to apologize too, but he was completely blindsided whereas clover knew what she was saying when she told him that she could never love him. how was he supposed to know what he did wrong and that clover was hurting if she didn’t talk to him!

clover’s stubbornness makes her so lovable to us as readers (and also to ben) but it is also her biggest downfall! every time her and ben get into it, it’s because she’s too stubborn to stop for a minute and just listen to him.

anyways there’s my rant. the chapter was lovely as always, i’m just dying for them to finally be happy. i’m already counting down until next week so we can get more clover and ben content. i hope you don’t make us wait too much longer for them hash out their feelings and then kiss and makeup (i know you said it’s just going to get angstier 😩 i’m in dire need of some fluff)

all the love ❤️

Hi my loveeee! ❤️

Exactly, I think they both made mistakes because Benedict promised her they would talk at dinner, and then ended up not even bothering to come home that night, instead partying with his friends😏 So of course Clover was angry but then she ripped his heart out because of the said anger 😈

That was actually what I was trying to do! ❤️ I think character flaws are incredibly important and we as readers should be able to understand the main flaw that kind of directs the actions of the protagonist ❤️ Like, no matter what happens it's still in the background, running ❤️

I'm so excited for the next chapter already, I hope you'll like it! ❤️

[jorgecrespo]

season 1 recap:

i didn't like most of the adult scenes at first but they grew on me, especially misty and shauna (jeff and callie are surprisingly great characters)

super excited for lottie's cult and to see her again 😩😩😩

is tai gonna just be a senator???? that bitch is killing dogs!! anyway i'm so scared of her

laura lee is missed so much i will always remember youuuuuu

cannot believe travis survived this shit, i would have eaten him so fast

if they eat coach ben when travis is literally right there i will go nuts

also coach ben is definitely a goner rip babe at least you'll be free from this horrible miserable life you've been living

when are they gonna start eating people

what's gonna happen with shauna's baby and will they eat it

fave characters: misty (she's like, literally insane i love her for it)

tai (i'm so scared of her i already said that but she's literally so scary)

adult shauna (teen version is fine but the adult version is so good)

lottie: girl?????????????????????

[gilmores-glorious-blog]

star trek beyond thoughts!!! this was probably my favorite of the aos movies it was really good 🥺🥺

- “i ripped my shirt again.” ahsktdjahtjfjsh this is the best possible reference to the madness that is tos jim kirk and his absurd amount of destroyed shirts

- poor pavel being broke up with :/ i would never do that to you baby

- oH mckirk rights this scene with them drinking together is making me emotional!!

- obsessed with a) pavel having insanely fancy alcohol when he’s barely even drinking age and b) bones stealing said alcohol from him

- ben sulu!!! and demora sulu!!!!! gay hikaru rights!!!!!!!

- nooooo spock prime :,(

- holy shit the whole sequence of the ship being attacked/destroyed was so fucking sad and intense,, i was not expecting this so early in the movie

- pav looks so scared and sad throughout the aforementioned scene i just want to hug him 🥺🥺

- when pavel was talking about the rest of the crew and said “captain… what if they-” and jim interrupted and just went “no. no.” …. i am. Heartbroken. actually.

- jim and pavel look SO fucking good in those blue suits it’s insane

- scotty is actually an icon and my hero i love him so much,, what a dork,,,

- jaylah,,,,, hot,,

- god i adore the pairing up of pavel and jim so much,, they are the loves of my life and i care about them both and their dynamic so so much

- krall’s so creepy wtf,, why’s he stealing the juice from these humans,,,

- fucking!! spones rights!!! with spock’s injury and their banter and their talk in the cave and the nice little references to jim/mcspirk,, i love this so much

- sulu realizing that krall is going to destroy the place where his husband and daughter are,, 😭

- obsessed with scotty introducing pavel and jim as “that wee man” and “that handsome bastard” (and obsessed with pavel’s little “ʰᵉˡˡᵒ” after he’s introduced)

- scotty and pavel hugging is so cute and so important to me 🥺🥺

- oh wow big spones rights?!!! holy shit this highkey just feels like a confession????

- oh the spirk/mcspirk in the next scene with them taking care of spock,, holy shit this is tender :,)

- spock quoting shakespeare……. kinda fruity of him 👀

- i’ve gotta hand it to jim, hiding the weapon thingy in the alien girl’s head was very clever

- “you gave your girlfriend a tracking device. 😐”

- noo syl i liked her 😩😩 plus she seemed to be close with uhura and sulu and those two do not need more trauma in their lives

- keenser and scotty being about to passionately embrace upon seeing each other again but abruptly changing to an awkward formal handshake… something something simon peg’s quote about them being gay for each other something something

- sulu is such a good (and confident) pilot and i love that for him!!

- while i’m a big fan of tos helm husbands, i do love the platonic moments between pavel and sulu in aos,, helm besties 😌

- not the shot of ben and demora running scared through yorktown 😭😩

- jim, realizing spock is implying bones join him in the evil drone ship: “he’s gonna love this.” cut to bones: “you want me to do what??!!!”

- star trek beyond?? more like star trek: spones banter.

- obsessed with them calling recent music “classical music” because like,, yEaH i gUeSs!!

- the ‘sabotage’ scene is so fucking epic,, love that they’re all jamming out while battling for their lives

- oh my GOD,, the plot twist with krill being the long assumed-dead captain was awesome,,, genuinely did not see that coming,,

- jim’s boyfriends saved him 🥺🥺

- THE PHOTO OF THE TOS CREW. I AM EMOTIONALLY COMPRIMSED.

- why is bones’ outfit in the last scene so hot—

- ah yes they’ve got to balance all the spones banter with some mckirk banter 😌

- all of their outfits at the surprise party omg!! i love seeing star trek characters in civilian clothing :,)

- ahrkgjshaktjg glad aos pavel got his own “invented in russia” moment

- formal wear spock. that is all.

- why the fuck did the keep one of the aliens from the beginning, name him kevin, and comment on him not wearing pants,,

- the whole crew saying the ending monologue made me So Goddamn Emotional and so so happy 🥺🥺😭

- oh fuck i’d been able to enjoy the movie in peace but the “in loving memory of leonard nimoy” and the “for anton” in the end credits hit me like a fucking freight train……

aNYWAYS sorry for this insanely long post but i genuinely loved these movies so much they were so much fun and it was so lovely to see all these characters again!!

[seeyoumondaydevi]

That last ask…some bevi stans have completely turned me off (i was team ben S1) BUT as the series has progressed i am now obviously team Paxton. His growth this season has been so big and it just made him more loveable. Ben also had some growth as a character but it didn't impact me as much as Paxton's growth. S3 was good even if daxton ended after 3 episodes (rip) BUT THE PINING FROM PAXTON 😩. Also I lowkey think Maitreyi is team Paxton (she’s always talking about daxton moments)

I loved Paxton's character this season too! I was really worried how they were gonna handle him after s2 bc they made him a bit ooc but he did great in s3. Daxton lasting only three episodes felt like a slap in the face but we move. About the B*nvi stans, yeah I feel you... before joining the fandom I liked Ben's character and enjoyed Benvi as a platonic relationship but after joining fandoms.. oh god.

I've read a lot of theories on Maitreyi being Team Paxton but I don't really look much into it but I do like this clip a lot haha

[iridescentmidnights]

What happens to Glitch in vs the universe sucks. Also that scream he gave when he was ripped in half, holy crap that felt like when Kevin took Ben's omnitrix off in the original series.

It was absolutely upsetting when that happened. He’s just a baby 😩😭 but at least the movie ends reassuring Glitch would be okay. They straight up don’t care what happened to Kevin 😔😩😭

[crusheswhimsandfancies]

Ben dream

I dreamt I was shopping in Boots or somewhere like that because there was some really expensive perfume range that was somehow tenuously linked to a new film Ben was in. I couldn’t afford the perfume and I said pleadingly to the woman behind the counter “look, have you just got anything with the name Ben Whishaw on?”😳😬

She looked at me with a raised eyebrow but then took pity on me and led me over to a lower shelf with ‘lesser’ (i.e. cheaper) merchandise on. And said “we’ll we’ve got these things” and kind of rolled her eyes as if she was too good to sell this shit. It was all stuff like mugs and pencils with the films branding on and said something like “Ben Whishaw as Luke Norris” (I woke up and could remember the name earlier but went back to sleep and it’s gone out of my head now, grrr) but basically he was a spy of some kind, and it was like a James Bond style thing (as if he’d ever do a Bond rip-off!!!😂) anyway, I picked up a pencil and was quite happy with that.

The next moment, Ben was there!! He was right there and it was as if we knew each other! Oh it was so lovely🥲🥰 It was before he was really famous and he was younger, with long hair, and I was sad and saying to him “this is going to change everything, you know that don’t you?” And I was holding him around the waist (his oh-so slender waist!) kind of holding and hugging him as we walked along together and he was smiling and doing that quiet laugh (the one he does in TIGTH when Harry is talking to him) and telling me not to worry, it would all be ok, and all that sort of thing, uwu it was so adorable🥺

Woke up absolutely desperate to look at his beautiful face😩

So let’s do that shall we? This is as close I can get to how he looked

And just bc of the hair, and bc this is one of my absolute fave pics of him

[asparagus-in-a-cup]

its MY F/O list and I kinda wanna set it on fire 🔥🔥🔥

I had to force myself to Not Care bc god forbid we do anything simple in this house.. 🙄

Anyways: sharing. uhh I'm not too familiar with the concept; I've been told that like. its not caring whether someone else shares the same f/o as you I think? I'm not too sure, but I'd like to say that I. dont really care that much.

Self shipping used to be a pretty big coping mechanism for me in my early teens but I kinda stopped doing it after awhile. Now that I dont really need it to cope, its more of an indulgence now.

That being said, I will proceed to be Full Cringe and Full Cringe Only now get out /j

be prepared bc this is probably going to be. Unorganized and I've anxiously been sitting on it for months and I just. Dont want to care about it atm. I might fix it later.

Also literally like. I have so many different relationships with every character my dude so uhh fair warning abt that. if that ever comes up :P im not like. labeling my relationships with these characters really bc. yeah.

Anyways,,!

Fuck You My Child Is Completely Fine

The OG F/Os and Senior Partners of Mar's Sanity :D

Creepypasta

- Jeff the Killer

- Lulu

- Eyeless Jack (he stole my kidney -_-)

- fuck which one was it that the fandom decided they literally ONLY ate cheesecake??? was that EJ or Toby... mighta been Masky... god, its been awhile

- Laughing Jack/Laughing Jill

- Ben Drowned

- I'm conflicted is Dark Link a Creepypasta??

- Hobo-Heart my beloved 😩

The Legend of Zelda

- Link (literally almost every variation,, and also Dark Link :P)

- Sheik

- Midna (what? she's a milf what do you expect)

- Impa (specifically skyward sword and hyrule heroes 👀)

- G-Ganon... 👉👈 (I could take em- oh he mean in a fight 😳)

- GIRAHIM NO I DO NOT TAKE CRITICISM

- I think those were pretty much my mains... I'm probably forgetting a few

By Talos This Can't Be Fucking Happening

The New Ones..

Security Breach/fnaf series :P

- MONTY MONTY MONTY!!!

- Glam!Freddy!! :DD he's dad-shaped ok

- Glam!Bonnie 👉👈

- Glam!Chica

- Roxy

- Vannessa

- Lowkey Vanny too tho ;-;

- GREGORY MY FERAL CHILD WHAT ARE YOU DOING

- Sun/Moon but not in a horni way like. I Need a Nap lol

- (and none for Foxy, bye)

- (the puppet really be getting me in my feelings tho fr 🥺)

- (also rip the fnaf ogs ig sorry i dont fuck animatronics stuffed with dead children k thx)

Carmen Sandiego (reboot)

- Carmen (duh, we stan in this household)

- GRAHAM

- Tigress, ugh 😩

- Paperstar dont tempt me

- whatever tf Shadowsan and Lady Dokuso got going on 👀

She-ra (reboot)

- Adora/She-ra (another icon, we stan)

- Catra

- Scorpia

- Entrapta maybe??

- Hordak

- Horde Prime

- I'm a villain-fucker what can I say :P

DRAGON AGE INQUISITION HNNNG

- Dorian 🥺🥺🥺

- Iron Bull 🥺🥺🥺

- SERA!!! (the skrunly 🥺)

- Varic. Love that bastard

- H-hawke??? My mans just? showed up in the Fade to come save our asses?? Very sexy of him tbh

- Josephine 🥺🥺🥺

- CASSANDRA HOLY SHIT *swoon* (my straight girl crush ToT)

- F-fenris... (I havent played his game series tho, i just think he's neat..)

- Solas you stinky stinky rotten egg man (I cant believe I wasted my first three playthroughs on you -_-)

- Blackwall (*stands here with a 'WELCOME HOME CHEATER LIAR' sign*)

- Cullen (not a bad romance route... the best part was the dogs. I wanted dogs but SOMEONE had to go fuck it all up -_- looking at you, Warden yes this was ages ago yes I'm still. Very salty)

hhhhh theres probably more I'm forgetting I'll probably update this intermittently or something :P

ha maybe i should revamp my old S/Is or something

[smutty-ki113r]

All I can think is that Ej has a heavy blood kink and I’m like 😩💓

-🦝

Oh god blood-

Ben ripping into my shoulder with his canines-

[miss-atropine]

god im so down bad for the ddd at ALL times

i just made a claim payment for some guy whose first name is apparently Elmer and let me tell you

my FIRST fkn thought

hehe too bad his last names not Normus

i need to be put down 😂😩

Hahahahaha RIP 😆

Hopefully you don't come across anyone named Big Ben anytime soon...

[narrie]

Resal I know!!! Clearly their silence was due to a misunderstood spat btw them, but I don’t think that was ever the case for Narry and that feels worse 😩. Add to the fact that Niall and Harry used to be pretty tight with certain same people and I feel like Harry got sole custody of these friends after 2016 for some reason. Ok maybe just the Fulwell dudes 😂. But whyyyyyy

niall still kinda close to ben 👀 and david went to niall’s show 👀👀👀 i think they share custody over most ppl which is even WORSE bc there are so many possibilities for them to hang out 😩 yeah it’s bad bc they kinda just........lost each other :/ i still think they talk @anyone who’s going to come in my inbox again but it’s obviously not like before rip