#says he's not a family guy after he leaves but is in fact a liar on top of being cute

[weisshapt]

FORMER BAKKERS

“Trin: I think grandma's heart would break if she saw how quickly her successors went through the family's supplies and tore up contracts and agreements with other clans. And the idea to join Snake Nation? We might as well have asked Raffen Shiv to line us up on the dirt and execute us. What's the difference? That was the true end of the family. That's why I, Ossian, Lil Elam, Afshin, Persia and others decided to leave. S.W.: Do you still keep in touch? Trin: No.”

ft. (in order) Vera “V” De Soto, Ossian “Oz” Mercer, Cairo (pronounced kay-ro) Bohannon, Samara Keene, Trin Bakker, “Lil Elam” Stillwater, Afshin Madani, Persia Theler, Harlo Stroud, and Bodhi Heflin

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

After Starcourt, Steve finally managed to get a date. He actually liked her, too. She was nice, smart, and completely smitten over the fact that he was fond of the kids he babysat. Apparently, she didn't take it too well that Dustin followed him onto his date. She left before Dustin came back from the bathroom.

"Hey, where's Lydia?" Dustin asked.

"Oh, her parents called the theater. Apparently, there was a family emergency," Steve shrugged.

"Oh, that sucks. You were really looking forward to it," Dustin frowned. "More popcorn for us."

He made his way over to the concession stand. Steve didn't have the heart to tell him the real reason why she left. Dustin's had a hard time lately since the mall, and from what Claudia told him, he's been having nightmares lately. He didn't have to say anything, but Steve figured the reason why Dustin's been clinging to both him and Robin lately was because he felt guilty about them getting hurt. Robin had agreed with him on that theory. He didn't mind it much. He loved spending time with Dustin, someone he thought of like a little brother, and he knew Robin had come to think of him like that, along with Erica. It was where Robin was currently at "babysitting" for the Sinclairs while they had their own date night. As much as she complained, Erica had wormed her way into Robin's heart. Once they got their drinks and popcorn, they found a couple of seats up front.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" A voice asked.

"No," Steve replied with looking, and he almost did when he felt leather brush up against his arm.

"Steve?" Dustin asked.

"Yeah?"

"Your date stood you up because of me, didn't she?" Dustin asked.

"What? No!" Steve said quickly.

"You're a terrible liar, Steve," Dustin whispered. "But that's okay, Steve, I still think you're my brother."

"Well, you know, if she doesn't understand that my little brother is important to me, then she's not worth my time," Steve whispered.

"You guys are terrible whisperers," a voice from Steve’s other side said. "Also, totally adorable."

Steve turned and found that Eddie Munson was sitting on his other side.

"Do you know this guy, Steve?" Dustin asked.

"Eddie Munson," the man himself introduced. "Didn't know Steve Harrington had a nerdy little brother."

"I adopted him," Dustin replied. "Besides, Steve’s not just a jock. He's a nerd, too."

"No, I'm not," Steve scoffed.

"Please, I found the comic books under your bed," Dustin hissed.

"What the hell did I tell you about going through my stuff, you little shit?" Steve hissed back.

"You really are brothers," Eddie grinned.

"Hey, Eddie, you're a guy," Dustin said suddenly.

"That's what it says on my birth certificate," Eddie replied.

"Do you know why a guy would keep his muscle magazines with his playboys? Do you think it's a jock thing?" Dustin asked.

"Oh my god!" Steve exclaimed, mortified.

Steve could feel Eddie watching him with curious eyes, and he waited for his reaction.

"You know, it must be a jock thing," Eddie said. "I think if I were your brother, I'd give you hell for digging through his private things."

Dustin sighed and rolled his eyes, but Steve took this as a sign that he's thinking about how wrong he was. The movie was about to start. Suddenly, Eddie leaned so close to him that Steve could feel his hair tickling his cheek, his breath in his ear.

"It's not just jocks who put their muscle magazines with their playboys," Eddie whispered and paused briefly, moving in closer until his lips were brushing up light against his ear. "Big boy."

Eddie sat back in his seat, leaving Steve flushed. His heart was pounding in his ears, and suddenly, his crush on Eddie came roaring back. Steve cursed mentally as he tried to focus on the movie and not on the fact that Eddie was leaning more heavily against his arm. His pinky was brushing up against his. At some point, Eddie started running over his hand, drawing circles into his skin. His touch was setting him on edge, and it was making his brain go all fuzzy.

"Bathroom," Steve said gruffly and stood up quickly.

He was grateful that there wasn't anyone in the bathroom when he went it. It allowed him to catch his breath. It was crazy how one single moment could bring out all of the feelings that he shoved inside of him when he was just a freshman, a freshman who has seen the most beautiful boy ever. He honestly hadn't felt this way since Nancy, and honestly, it was baffling. Just one little moment, and he was crazy about him again. Suddenly, the door opened, and Steve looked through the mirror as Eddie walked into the restroom. They made eye contact, and he raised a questioning eyebrow at him as he locked the door. Suddenly, Steve was moving and pressing Eddie up against the door as he kissed him. Eddie pulled him closer by his hips as he kissed him back. Of course, it didn't last long before someone wanted in. They broke the kiss, and Eddie quickly disappeared into a stall before Steve could unlock. The man walked in and frowned at him.

"Uh, the door got stuck," Steve said.

"I heard the lock, young man," he said.

Steve slipped by him and hurried back to his seat. Eddie soon came back, a grin on his face. He pulled a pen out of his pocket and started writing his number on Steve’s hand.

"Call me when you're ready to have a date without your brother," Eddie whispered. "I really do appreciate people who collect lost sheep."

Steve grinned. Things were looking up. Suddenly, he was very grateful that Lydia stood him up.

[atombombkaytee]

I’ve watched the entire series again today in a hungover state and I CAN’T DEAL with all the parallels.

I mean, when Lucy finds out about her Dad’s true actions and origins - her whole world falls apart. She saw the vaults as safety - she looked up to her Dad more than anyone else in the world. She learns that he’s lied about who he is as a man and as her father, but also she must realise that the vault’s are hiding their own dirty secrets (especially after her experience at vault 4) and that her Dad is a part of that too. She even says to Max, after leaving vault 4, that if she destroyed a whole community to save him, he would be heartbroken: when that��s exactly what he did on an even grander and more terrible scale. Lucy’s life wasn’t even in direct danger to warrant that reaction - he’s just an insecure selfish arsehole.

At the very same time we see the flashback scene of Coop hearing Barb suggest that they drop the bombs on America. This woman that he loves and trusts and has made a family with - who he said he fell in love with because she always tries to do the right thing. Their reactions at the point of realisation - shock, inability to speak, almost dissociation - are both extremely similar. Him having gone through that betrayal before (and likely plenty of times since) is EXACTLY why he talks to Lucy how he does. He’s preparing her for the eventual heartbreak - because he has experience which states that nothing could ever be as perfect as she claims her life is. When he’s making ass jerky from Roger, he even tells her: there’s what people say they do and then there’s what they really do.

When you look at all of that, really, in the scheme of things, Coop - the man that she’s seen as this inhuman, cruel, murderous monster - he’s the good guy. He too thought his wife’s business with vault tec was abhorrent. Yes, he’s been warped and twisted by the wasteland and by his own trauma - but he does see this brightness in Lucy. He thought she was just naive and full of bullshit (especially being a vault dweller. Something which I’m sure triggered him considering his past with vault tec and the links to his wife) but when she proved herself by giving him the vials instead of letting him die, he’s probably amazed that there’s someone left in the world who isn’t just a liar and a terrible person. He’s so used to betrayal and violence by this point. She’s a good person - a trait that he literally said he was in love with his wife because of. She softens him.

But she also proves herself in another way - by shooting her feralled mother - showing that she’s also grown and learnt that not everything is black and white. It’s not just “good and bad” in this world. And although Coop has questionable morals, he’s honest, like her. He tells it how it is. Plus, after her Dad’s huge life changing betrayal and her time in the wasteland, she understands a little more why Coop has done all the things that she’s seen him do - I mean he did meet her pretty much day one out of the vault initially - hence why she goes with him. He has hardened her up to protect her in the wasteland.

Wilzig even says “will you still want the same things when you’re a different animal altogether.”

My god. It’s just genius. Absolutely genius.

“You comin’?”

Edit: Can we also talk about how Coop is basically the inspiration for the vault boy - who Lucy basically looks to (physically a few times throughout the series) for inspiration to do the right thing. AND the fact that her Dad was obviously a bit obsessed with Coop and probably still was when Lucy was born, seeing as he’d been in a pod and had only just woken up, retaining recent memories. So Lucy likely watched all of his films and her Dad maybe even saw him as a bit of a role model (or at least his in-film characters). AND the obvious exchange of index fingers. Yup. Honestly if this relationship doesn’t become cannon, I will start dropping bombs too.

ANOTHER EDIT: Sorry one last thing but, I just want to add: nothing that post-war Coop does is personal. It’s either: to get a job done, survival, because he’s been triggered by something (understandable after what’s he been through) or, in Lucy’s case, to teach a (admittedly often harsh) lesson. He doesn’t just mindlessly kill - or particularly enjoy killing - he just has no issue with it, it’s all just means to an end. He even still remembers to pay for his tomatoes in Filly ffs haha… I imagine he’s extremely numb and devoid of all feeling - except for when it comes to his wife and little girl. That’s the only time we see more visceral reactions in either actions or dialogue from him. He’s such an intricate character and Walton did an amazing job of portraying him.

[mistypsych]

ANATOMY OF A CRIMINAL - CHAPTER 8

/ yoongi / suga / agust d /

summary: as a doctor you never expected to be dragged into “the criminal life”, nothing and no one seems to be true anymore, your whole world turns upside down after you save him.

pairings: yoongi mob boss x f.reader x non idol bts members.

warnings: smut, guns, knives, stabbings, blood, gore, murders, drugs, criminals, gang life, medical emergency, illness, abuse, swearing, angst, dubcon, gang violence, corruption, manipulation, lies, cheating - 18+ minors dni.

Note: Hi! This is an attempt of writing a fanfic long after not writing anything at all. Please keep in mind English is no longer my first language and it might be a bit rusty at times. Comments and thoughts are well appreciated. Don’t hesitate to ask questions, state your thoughts for me to post up and have me add you to the tag list!

Sorry it took me a while to post this chapter. It isn’t too long but I didn’t want to leave you all hanging without anything. I had a lot of things to handle - family visit threw the holidays as well as I met someone and got into a relationship - first time since a couple years. Work has also been busy so I hope you guys will forgive my absence! I will try and post more frequently now! Please comment. Your words always are motivating!

The dead toned beep of the ended phone call rang in your ears mercilessly. Taking a couple seconds to compose yourself after Yoongis brutal truth, you looked at the mirror and took in a deep, sharp breath. Shaking your head, you grabbed at the bridge of your nose. This was all getting chaotic and you did not like that fact at all.

You’ve always lead a quite composed life. Yes your work was complicated and very intense at times but outside of that you lead a peaceful life up until now. Up until you got dragged into this fucking mess by your best friend. Up until you found out your fiancé was a liar and cheater. Up until you screwed Agust-D, or should you say - it was more like he screwed you.

Walking into the hot shower you tried to get rid of all those invasive thoughts. Your brain kept playing scenes of the black eyed gangsters lips attacking all of your skin, all of those sensitive parts, all the places that mattered. Your hands wiped down your face as if trying to toss off all the images together with the water droplets. This was not going to be an easy task. Sleeping with the long haired brunette just made your already complicated situation even more messed up.

Once you were wiping your body off with the soft towel you let out yet again another frustrated sigh. Knowing you had to get out of the bathroom and face Hoseok angered you. All you wanted to do was punch him in the face and break his perfect little nose. The vision of having to keep this relationship going for the greater good and to put his ass behind bars wasn’t in any way ideal for you. But it had to be done. You knew in the long run this was they only thing that would make up for all the heartache he put you threw.

You let your still wet hair drop on your shoulders. Wrapping yourself up in a comfortable bathrobe you walked out hesitantly. The smell of freshly made breakfast, deliciously tickled your nostrils. Well at least he was good for some things - you muttered soundlessly to yourself.

Stepping in the kitchen you saw the cheater himself hovering over some pans, while humming some tune. You used to love this view, you used to watch him quietly with a big smile on your face. These gestured used to matter. Now all they did was poke a deep hole in your heart. You could not help but feel as if dead inside towards the one you thought you’d end up spending your life with.

As if on queue Hoseok turned to you with a plated meal and a sweet smile on his face.

“Sit love” he said with a hum while placing the dish on the table. You felt you stomach clench while you braved yourself to put on the best fake loving face you could. “Thanks… hun…” you said a bit hesitantly, what he picked up right away.

Sighing loudly he looked at you with sad eyes and said “Hey… I know lately it has been rough… and I work a lot… and I don’t give you the attention you deserve. But that will change soon babe, I promise…” he whispered while leaning down to kiss your temple.

It took all of your impulse control not to push away from him. Forcing yourself to take the kiss you said quietly “Yea… it has been rough…”. After your words fell, he gave you a worried look. Knowing you well he decided not to continue this topic. Instead he gave you another peck and told you to eat up while he makes coffee.

Your eyes turned to the back of his head as he brewed the caffeinated liquid. You wished you could burn a hole in his skull, purely by your gaze. Giving up on that ridiculous thought, you focused on your food. You had to eat. You had work this afternoon. You didn’t want to feel weak and tired. Work was about the only thing that still made sense in your life. All the rest seemed to be going down in flames.

Once your fiancé put a cup in front of you, you gladly grabbed at it. Keeping yourself occupied and your mouth full was the best option to avoid senseless talk. You were only willing to answer what you had planned for the day. You really didn’t want to force the conversation. Thankfully Hobi seemed to think all the tension was coming from his lack of time and his hectic work schedule. Who were you to correct him? Even if you wanted you couldn’t. You had a deal with Jimin. The vision of the cheating bastard in front of you, being set behind bars was the only thing that kept you sane.

When you finished up your meal, you decided to do the dishes. You didn’t want to seem too upset. It was a usual with the two of you. When one cooked the other took care of the dishes. The brainless action made you zone out. The bubbles on your hand felt oddly relaxing. As you were about to calm down from all the anger your felt a pair of hands wrap around your waist.

You took in a sharp breath and get tense right away. It was something you could not control. It was just a natural reaction of your body to the touch of someone who you saw as a traitor. “Are you that displeased with me?” he asked, his lips almost touching your ear. Anxiety was attacking your nerve system mercilessly. You had to swallow the big ball that formed in your throat before you spoke “It just had been very awkward between us… that’s all…”.

Shaking his head slightly he kept on hugging you “I know baby… and I wanna fix it… you know what they say… good sex can cure many arguments…” hearing those words you felt your stomach flip. The last thing you were feeling up to was going to bed with this asshole. But did you have much choice? This was your thing. You guys used to use the act of desire take over you when in disputes. You didn’t want to raise red flags and have him suspicious of your behavior. There was so much at stake.

An idea popped in your head. You could use the fact he clearly wanted to sway you, please you. This was your way to get threw this. Turning around slowly you gave him a dark smile. Your brain automatically switching to imagine someone else was standing in front of you. “Is that so? You want to fix the situation?” you asked with a deeper voice and he nodded in agreement.

“Then get on your knees and please me. Since you didn’t have time to give me attention lately… today will be all about me…” you voice was sultry and tainted with a darkness you never let out yet. Hoseok was clearly taken aback for a second, completely not expecting such a thing from you. But you were right, he did want to sway your mood. So he smiled gently while dropping down slowly to his knees.

His long fingers grabbed at your shorts and pulled them down. You closed your eyes imagining it was those digits covered in rings doing this to you. At this moment you were great full for having a good imagination. You needed it to survive this, to take pleasure from it.

When you felt the hot breath hit your core, you bit down on your lip, visioning it was the dark haired mobster in front of you. The image of Agust-D on his knees made you soaked in seconds. “God you’re getting wet…” Jung gasped, his voice distracting you a bit, so you shushed him with a “Get to it then…”.

Once you felt his tongue on your clit you almost jumped. The next movements and sucking making you almost moan Yoongis name. He was right. You would be thinking of him… fuck you were already and this was the only thing making you enjoy the moment. It didn’t take you long to jump over the edge. Biting down on your tongue you made sure to not scream the name of another.

Luckily for you, your fiancé was so out of it all and happy with himself, he believed everything between you was ok for now. The fact he had to head out to work soon, was just the cherry on top of the cake. You on the other hand had time to get ready for the afternoon and think about how Yoongi read right threw you. His words from your last phone call echoed in your brain. Shaking your head you mumbled to yourself - Stop. This needs to stop. I am just gonna use what happened to imagine things, to survive around Hoseok as long as I need to.

The little pep talk was supposed to set you straight. You decided you would never give into temptation again. You’d never jump into the arms of a gangster. You couldn’t. He was bad news. Or maybe bad news was him. It was hard to decided which of the two was correct. But the fact was - this man was danger and it was best to stir clear of him. So that is what you planned on doing.

Work was going well for you even tho you didn’t get to have the shift with your friend. But maybe that was better. That way you could focus on the job and not risk falling into discussing the whole gang situation. Your phone was silent as well. No messages from you soon to be ex. No one to bother your. No one to disturb your flow.

You were telling lucky to have a couple of light surgeries scheduled. They were just basic procedures. You did not need to think too much about what you were doing. You were great full that you enjoyed your job. That it was left undisturbed. That it could be your anchor to sanity. You could lose yourself in it. Forget about all the other chaos. Just be present in the moment. Just focus on your hand work, on what needed to be done. Nothing else mattered then and there.

The wrecked mood from the morning switched to a content and relaxed on. The evening was nice. You decided you’d take a walk home. You lived not too far away. Some exercise would do you well. Taking out your phone you thought for a moment and texted Jungkook. You wanted to check if maybe he was out drinking in some of the bars close by. You’d gladly join him then.

While walking and awaiting and answer from your coworker, your turned into one of the allies to take a shortcut. It was still not that late and usually the are was safe. All seemed to be the same this time. That was until a black SUV appeared at the other end. Stopping in your tracks you felt the flight or fight mode sweep over your body.

Clenching your hands on the purse strap you were thinking on what to do. Once the doors of the car opened, you were ready to run. But suddenly the well known gravely voice hit the air.

“Didn’t your parents teach you allies tend to be dangerous?” he chuckled a bit at his own words clearly enjoying he gave you a scare.

Your feet became heavy. It was as if the got cemented to the ground. A shiver ran over your spine. Standing there you stared as the brunet slowly made his way to you. The heels of his elegant shoes clicking over the ground. The sound bounced off the bricked walls. It all seemed just like in the movies. The hunter walking over to his helpless prey.

As he came close he tossed the end of his cigaret to the grown and blew out the last smoke your way. You felt your knees becoming weak. This guys was something else. Everything about him was screaming danger, but somehow you couldn’t move, you couldn’t run, you just stood there, your eyes glued to him.

“I told you we’d meet again Y/N… and you owe me a morning…” clearing your throat you finally spoke “Do I? I don’t recall anything about spending the mornings with you in our agreement…” the words made him leans his head back and laugh. “What a mouth you have…” he spat out and grabbed your face with his hand. Pushing down on your cheeks. His black eyes piercing right threw your soul. “I have better use for it then starting up discussions…” his voice was low and coated with something you could not put your finger on. Was it desire?

The next thing you knew, you were pinned to the cold wall, his face inches from yours. As you were about to speak, he silenced you with his lips.

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[cskv11]

No art request but do you have any head cannons for bill??🤨

Ey yo why you makin that face? Is this some kind of interrogation??

Personally, I'm not a very headcanon kind of guy, more than anything cause I like to be able to see the author's vision, but more importantly, to avoid disappointments. Although this does not stop me from having a couple of headcanons:

First of all, I believe Bill had a much deeper thing going on with Ford, more than we were lent to in the show and the journal.

like- this "Oh my Muse" kind of thing is much freakier than just a nickname, these two nerds did way more than just a portal, if you know what I mean.

On the same matter, I think that, though at some point their relationship might've been kind of genuine, Bill saw Ford the same way a person sees their dog: someone who swears unconditional loyalty to their god/owner.

While this kind of bond does leave space for love and affection, there's this clearly marked boundary, a jeriarchy that states that one of the counterparts has a higher, a more elevated position in the relationship.

This same thing makes me assume, too, that Bill had felt betrayed as much as Ford did. Not because Ford did something wrong or deserved it (this poor soul had sacrificed everything he had, he isolated himself from everyone he knew just because he thought Bill was on the right; heck, even after scarring Fiddleford FOR LIFE, instead of apologizing or trying to help him, he was so gaslit from Bill poisonous words he thought Fiddleford was trying to sabotage his work) but because Bill's egotistical and narcissistic ass believed someone as naive as Ford was not capable of such thing. When Ford finally opens his eyes and gives his back to Bill, the dude is completely bamboozled. He did NOT expect Ford to drastically decide they were no longer friends. Bill expected Ford to say "Fuck it, we ball" and finish the portal once and for all. Bill thought Ford would be loyal to him no matter how bad the sittuation could get.

What would Bill do once he got through the portal? I don't think he'd kill him right away; he'd toy with Ford for a bit, til he got tired of it, and then would finish him off, just for fun.

As of Bill's backstory, I do think he used to have a brother. And for whatever reason, this same thing is the leading one for him to have become the wacky dude we know him for. Maybe his brother died/ got killed, which made Bill go apeshit, or maybe he hated his brother so much he was the one who killed him. Alex Hirsch did say Bill had a worse relationship with his father than Stanley did. Maybe what happened with Bill was a Stanley/Stanford dynamic, but multiplied by a hundred.

Say, he was his brother's shadow, and in an outburst of anger, he killed him, thought of the consequences of his parents seeing that scene and said "fuck it, no witnesses", took a gas can and burnt the whole family down.

This, too, comes related to what the axolotl said: "saw his own dimension brun. Misses home and can't return".

Additionally, the "says he's happy; he's a liar" verse and Bill's own "lie until you aren't liying; lie until the lie has become the truth" advice makes me strongly believe the dude has gaslit himself from the horrors he's commited so much he does actually believe his lies. He could tell you the sky is pink, and he would honestly believe it. And don't even try arguing with him about it, he will find a way of justifying why the sky is, in fact, pink.

Though it would be an interesting journey to redeem this guy, I would really love for him to continue being this horrible dude he is.

I don't know what The Book of Bill will be about, but if we're given more of bits about his origins, it would be amazing. But not go on full detail about it, cause one of the determining traits this dude has is being a mystery. And if they do end up telling something about his backstory, let it be some ironic and absolutely unserious tale; make the audience guess where's the lie and where's the truth.

Does this suffice your question, anon??? 🤨🤨🤨

Is there something else you're craving to ask? I have no trouble in answering haha

Also- I apologize for not posting much, there's a lot of funny requests i wanna draw but it's kind of impossible for me to do much right now. I've got lots of exams and so very little free time, BUT i'll try making something for this next weekend!! :)

[yellowhollyhock]

Thoughts on 1987 tello?

mostly emotions tbh (I love him very much) (thoughts and nonsense rambling under the cut)

He's so dramatic, he loves singing and dancing, if he puts on a trench coat he has to narrate everything in a noir voice,

He is the most likely out of the 1987 turtles to choose violence. He becomes the Dark Turtle and goes after Shredder. He's ready to leave the punk frogs in danger (I don't remember the situation) and when Leonardo pushes that they have to help even if the frogs still try to attack them, he gives the most "well okay you're the leader" shrug. Like 'I explained our strategic advantage to you plainly and it was clearly too advanced for you to understand so I guess I'll be nice and go along with what you say"

it's not uncommon for him to split off from the group because he'll think of something and have to go get the parts for it. He also just goes off alone sometimes, like as the Dark Turtle or when his car got stolen so he stole the car thief's car in order to chase them and was then himself being chased by the police because the whole reason they stole his car was because they stole something else first and the police recognized the car they were in previously. And he refuses to explain to his bros what's going on because he doesn't want them to know the turtle van got nabbed from him after he spent so long fixing it up. Which situation leads to one of my favorite Raph and Don moments (I have a lot of those aksjfjsj)

Donatello, hanging up the phone: Great, now they guys think I'm a crook. Won't they feel bad when they find out I'm only a liar!

Later, when they find out

Michelangelo: I knew Donatello wasn't a crook!

Raphael, feeling the least bad he's ever felt in his life: No, only a liar

I love how much he wants his bros attention, he's so middle child y'all.

Another favorite moment, in the episode where Splinter becomes human for a day, at the start of it when they're all noticing he's sad (im paraphrasing the heck out of this scene)

Raphael, Leonardo, and Michelangelo: Ohh Master Splinter didn't eat his sushi ☹️ Sushi is his favorite ☹️☹️

Donatello: Well of course he doesn't want sushi, who would want to eat raw fish?

Raphael, Leonardo, and Michelangelo: Our Sensei who loves sushi is not eating sushi... this is such a travesty we must find out what made him sad

Donatello: I hate raw fish so very deeply much

He's so stupid I love him so much. And! He is egotistic and can be quick to anger and does sometimes ignore/not notice other people's feelings, but. He is also truly deeply and believably a sweetheart! He would do anything for his bros and he mostly shows his love through actions.

Like when they all wanted Leonardo to lighten up some, and he had a machine that would supposedly (and did in fact) do just that, but he insisted it was not safe and they were not to use it on him (they did anyway but that's not the point akdjsja). Or the fact that he made the health-o-meter. Or when Michelangelo is crying over the stove and he hugs him so gently and pats him on the back "I know" fjksjfj stop it 😭. Whenever the 87 turtles hug I die from the cuteness and come back to life from the cuteness. you know the saying, cuteness killed the cat but cuteness brought it back, or something like that

Or in Donatello's Duplicate where it's shown that besides his inventions he's doing a lot of little household repairs for them, which gets him frustrated when it piles up too much and is why he makes a clone, who turns out to be evil and by the end of the ep he's like 'I was so silly why wouldn't I be happy? I love fixing things and I love helping my family and I'm so lucky I get to do both!' And I definitely have some feelings about them ending the episode this way (the big donatello crossover involving a karaoke night is to address this), but it is really sweet regardless, he really loves them so much

Okay this is half-formed and mayhaps confusing but you gave me an opportunity so here's a thought that's been in the back of my mind. I like thinking about the ways later cartoons drew from 87, especially balancing it with Mirage. Because Mirage Don is the pacifist. He hates guns. In the mirage comic the 03 HATE episode was based on, it ends with a little speech from Donatello about how he feels bad for killing the terrorists, even though they saved more lives by doing it. When Raph wants to go back to NYC to face the Shredder but Leo insists they (he) needs more time at the farmhouse, Don backs Leo up saying "we aren't the keepers of society, Raph. We never were."

And that's very different from 87 Donatello. But at the same time you can see their similarities when a situation comes up in mirage and Raph (and sometimes Leo) go straight to "We gotta help!" and Donatello counters with "Do we? Can we? What if we make things worse" 87 Donatello has that same pragmatism, even if he feels deeply about a situation he's gonna look at it and say What can I do, not necessarily What should I do. (this works in the positive and the negative akdhsha)

... Anyway that wasn't the thought I was thinking of. The thought I was gonna and will now share is like this: you know that 2012 episode where they go into Mikey's psyche and meet a bunch of different Mikeys? What if 87 Donatello's psyche and the different hims are the other Dons

Because out of all of them I feel like he encompasses something from each of them

So it's like

87 Donatello: Welcome to my Mind. You'll meet all the sides of my compelling and complex personality here. This is my nurturing side

03 Donny: Hey guys! Why do you have your initials on your belt buckles lol

87 bros:

Donatello: He's usually much nicer than that. This is my theatrical side

Rise Donnie, has not noticed guests, strumming imagine guitar: past corridor B, down the stairs past the ibis tapestry--

Donatello: This is my sarcastic side. He also usually covers hormonal stuff

12 Don, tongue stuck out in concentration while he draws himself with big muscles:

Donatello: And this is the part of me that likes to annoy Raphael.

Bayverse D, slurping from a juicebox: :)

Raphael: Well that's all fine, but can you show us the Donatello in charge of all that science genius stuff so he can show us a way out of here?

All Donatellos gathered around like a fairy circle: 👁️ 👁️

87 bros:

Donatello: Oh, they all do science. It wouldn't be fair to the other guys to give it to just one.

Raphael: Of course, that makes sense (hates his life rn)

ALSO guys guys I should probably wait to say this since I don't even have a draft yet akdjshaj. But if you've read this far I think you'll appreciate this: Donatello is going to sing My Way at karaoke night 💜

[nikkisheep]

I don't know how (Part 4)

Steve Harrington x Virgin!Female!reader

Warnings: cursing, kissing, dirty talk, nipple play, ice play, spanking, pineapple as safe word, praise, another teasing hint to sex but not yet :)

Tags: @daddymando69

Summary: After getting too close to having sex in the last lesson, you try to avoid Steve but he doesn't let you. Who are you to deny his touch when he comes over to get some answers?

Last time you saw Steve, you guys almost had sex. You would have let it happen because you know that Steve would make your first time a good one, but you realized that you were developing feelings for him. You didn't want to do the walk of shame after Steve takes your virginity and then rejects you. You knew he wasn't heartless but you also didn't know if he had feelings for you as well.

You stopped going to Family Video because you didn't want to run into Steve. You knew that you had to stop the lessons that he was giving you. Last time was a very close call.

Every time you think about ending the lessons, your body says no. Your mind plays how he talked to you, touched you, how he felt as he guided you through your first couple of sexual experiences. He took his time with you as he helped you. He taught you things that you didn't know existed and you enjoyed them. In fact, you might have enjoyed it so much due to the fact that it was Steve with you.

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Steve was getting tired of you avoiding him. He was through with you not wanting to talk to him. He didn't know what he did. He wanted to see you. He wanted you in many ways, actually. But he wasn't going to do anything that you didn't want.

He drove to your house and knocked on the door. You answered it in a shirt that you stole from him and nothing else. He tilted his head in question. His eyes raked down your body and then met your eyes.

"You've been avoiding me," Steve says as he looks at your bare thighs.

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"No I haven't," You try to deny.

"Doll, how stupid do you think I am?"

"Very."

He looks back to your face with a smirk. You blush slightly under his gaze but you shake it back.

"Are you going to let me in?" He asks.

You wanted to say no but you don't. You let him in and end up pressed to the door. His face was so close. His lips looked so kissable, pink and soft. You glance back to his eyes and that bastard smirks at you.

"Honey, I missed you."

"You should have thought about that before what happened last lesson," You say as he presses closer to you.

"If I remember correctly, you were the one who kissed me." Steve smiled.

"Moment of weakness."

"Don't do that," He says as he bends his head down to kiss your neck.

You let out a shaky breath.

"D-Do what?" Your hand comes up to run through his soft hair.

He bites at your collarbone causing you to hiss in slight pain. His rolled his tongue over the bite and pressed kisses up to your jaw.

"Don't deny yourself of the sensations you are feeling when I touch you."

His knee slides between your thighs and presses tightly against your core. You involuntarily bucked against him, gasping at the pressure and pleasure of his thigh.

''I don't feel anything," You deny as you move against him.

He pulled away, making you whimper from the loss of contact, and moves to the couch. You follow until you are standing in front of his lap. He looks up to you and smirks again.

"So you don't feel anything when I do this," His hands grip your hips, his thumbs drawing little circles.

"Or this?" He lifts your shirt up just slightly and ran his tongue on you hips. Shaky breathes leave your mouth.

"Nothing."

Steve's hands move your shirt up over your arms so that you could take it off. There you stood, bare but save a white thong. He smiles as he stands.

"You are a terrible liar," He whispers into your ear before nibbling on it for a second.

You wrap your arms around his neck and pulled him close. He slaps your ass. You gasp out.

"Bad girls don't get what they want. They get what they deserve.''

Steve walks you to the bedroom but stops at the kitchen to get a bowl of ice. You look at him with confusion but he just nods to the bedroom. He walks you to the bed and you go to sit but he shakes his head.

"You have been avoiding me without telling me why. Now you have to be punished, doll." He says as he bends you over the edge of the bed. He traces your spine with his finger, running it to your bottom before fondling it. You moan at the contact, even though you were not sure as to what he wanted to do but you trusted him. Even though you knew that you had to end this, when Steve's hand lands a smack to your butt, you didn't. Instead, you let him touch you.

"Tell me thank you after each and if it gets to much, say Pineapple."

A smack.

"Thank you, Steve."

Another. Another thank you.

Steve did this a total of ten times and by the end, you were shaking in pleasure. He laid you on your bed and grabbed the bowl of ice.

"You are doing so good. I now what to teach you that pleasure doesn't have to come from a person or yourself."

He picks up a piece of ice.

"It's going to be cold," You tell him.

"That's the point," He says as he places the cold ice on your nipple. He swirls it around the erect bud and then slides it down the length of your body. He drags it up and down your body, leaving you throwing your head back at the sensation.

"Good girl, doing so good."

You moan out and Steve puts a piece in his mouth. He holds it in between his teeth and leans down to your body. He runs his mouth around your breasts, your hips, down on your thighs. He had you whispering his name.

"Fuck, I wanna hear you."

"Then make me create noise," You gasp as he mouths at your pussy.

"Steve," You moan. You weren't sure if it was a good moan or a warning moan. You were letting this get too far but why did it feel so good.

Steve removes the ice from you and instead plays with your breasts. He mouths at them and takes a nipple into his mouth. His tongue circles it before he begins to suck at it. His mouth was so warm compared to the ice and the feeling of warmth had you reeling. He pressed kisses to your body and slowly made his way back to your lips.

He kissed his lips to yours and he licked at your mouth. He covered your body with his fully clothed one and you whimpered into his mouth. You ran your hands down his back as his did the same to your body. His kiss was rough but passionate.

"God, you have no idea what you do to me." He whispers into the dark room.

"Show me," You kiss his neck.

"If I show you, everything will change between us."

You gripped his hair and pressed your lips to his ear.

"It already has, Steve."

"Tell me."

"I can't orgasm unless it is from you or the thought of you. Steve, you consume me. You take over my senses-" He cuts you off with a firm kiss to your lips.

"I have waited so long for you to say that," He says.

"Steve," You whisper.

"Yeah?"

"Would you do something for me?"

"Anything." He presses another kiss to your lips and runts against you on accident. Your grip on his hair tightens at the feeling of desire and pleasure course through your body. You tremble under him and he does it again.

"Steve, I want you to make love to me."

[thestruidora]

Sweetheart

Supernatural Fanfiction

Rating: Explicit

WARNINGS: This story will contain but it’ll not be limited to explicit 18+ content including Yandere, Borderline Personality Disorder, Stalker, Possessive Behavior, Romance, Angst, Angst, Fluff and Smut, Rape/Non-con Elements, Hurt/Comfort, Therapy, Miscommunication, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings, Obsessive Behavior, Smut, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Oral Sex, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink

Category: F/M

Pairings: Dean Winchester/You, Dean Winchester/Reader

Summary: Dean has borderline personality disorder and the reader is his favorite person.

Author’s notes: Yes, I'm still alive. You go on and pay that bet now.

Chapter Two

Two of Cups

“The Two of Cups is about two people working together. It reflects an energy of mutual feeling and support, and reminds you that there is love in your life, whether you see it or not.”

“Alright, I’m heading out!” He announced, right after attaching the leash to Thor’s collar, already moving towards the front door of the house.

“Wait, hold on.” Lisa’s voice sounded from the kitchen, stopping Dean in his tracks. He let out a sigh, feeling impatient.

The brunette walked into the foyer, visibly surprised by the sight in front of her. Her fiancee had left for work early that morning, leaving her with a kiss on the forehead and a soft pat on the head. By the time he came back home, she was barely able to greet him as he moved into the bathroom, took a quick shower, and changed clothes. Now, without so much as a word, he was about to leave once more, one hand on their family dog’s leash and the other holding his keychain.

“Babe, you’re gonna take Thor for a walk? You just got home.” She looked at the clock on the wall, 2 p.m., he didn’t usually return home at this hour. “You left work early?” It sounded like a question. It wasn’t.

“Yeah, there was a problem down at the plant, one of the guys got hurt and we had to shut everything down so…” He explained, body still turned halfway towards the door.

“Oh, is he going to be ok?” Lisa asked, not a hint of true concern on her face.

“Probably gonna need a couple stitches, it wasn’t that bad. But you know, with all the safety measures and everything, we had to stop for the day.” He said, smoothly, without any uncertainty, looking her in the eye. Dean had always been a good liar. “So when I got home I just thought I might go on a little walk with Thor, get it out of the way for the day.”

They both glanced down at the dog, sitting there with his tongue out and his tail sweeping the floor, clearly excited by the idea of going out for a stroll. There was a certain tension in the air when they looked back up at each other, the way Lisa’s eyebrows formed into a subtle frown giving it away. Dean put his keys in his pocket and tapped on the fabric of his jeans, almost itching to move. He just wanted to be able to go already. A silence fell in between them for a long couple of seconds, but it felt longer than that. When he couldn't handle it anymore, he broke it.

“Anyway, I’ll be back in a little bit, ok?” It sounded like a question. It wasn’t.

His body turned all the way towards the door, hand reaching for the knob.

“Maybe it was, actually.” He completely stopped moving when he heard her say it, craning his neck to see her, an unpleasant expression staring back at him.

“What?” He asked, confused.

“Maybe it actually was that bad, the accident your colleague had today, you just didn’t take the time to notice.” She replied, matter-of-factly, voice calm and even. Dean easily understood the underlining meaning of her words and she knew. She knew that he was aware of her unhappiness and she of his, but neither of them did anything, just patiently waiting for the other to make a move. The fact that she knew that broke her heart and it made her eyes burn, it made her want to scream. “Have a good walk with Thor, babe.” She said instead.

All he could do in return was give her a quick nod and a tight smile before finally opening the door and exiting the house, Thor following close behind.

Dean wished he had it in him to spend the short path to the dog park thinking about Lisa and their lives together. Think about how he used to love watching her sleep and now the minute his head hits the pillow at night he turns his back to her. About how he used to enjoy their long talks during breakfast and dinner and now he dreads the mealtimes they do share, because he sure avoids them when he can help it. About the way her touch doesn’t quite fit anymore and the way her voice hits his ears with a grating tone that he could swear wasn’t there before.

Did he change or was it her? Did they both simply fall out of love?

Because he can tell by the way she looks at him sometimes, when she thinks he’s not paying attention. It’s like she hates him. Resents him somehow. He never did ask why and probably never will, but he doesn't need to, there’s no point. He knows why.

He’s never going to be the perfect husband and father she wants him to be. He’s never going to stop waking up in the middle of the night because of the nightmares. He’s never going to not feel guilty for being with her, choosing her, instead of being out there searching for a way to bring his brother back.

He tries though, he really does.

Sure, there’s a gun perpetually under his pillow, holy water under the bed, and a silver blade in the top drawer of the nightstand. But that’s just the bedroom. Imagine if she knew what he keeps in the garage. But she doesn't wanna know, doesn’t want to think about it. So he doesn’t tell her and she doesn’t ask. Isn’t that a good compromise?

He has virtually erased his whole past life to be with her, started out brand-spanking new. He gave up on hunting, completely. But every guy needs a hobby. So he’s been going out to the dog park a few more times than usual in the past few weeks, so what? What’s wrong with that? He likes the fresh air and the sound of the kids laughing, even the barks are kind of nice. It’s overall a very wholesome environment. Then there’s Y/N. The beautiful, charming, and captivating lady that he gets to see every time he’s there.

Did he ever even mention having met you to Lisa? Mention you at all? No, but there’s nothing wrong with that. Absolutely nothing. He’s sure that Lisa has friends that she has never spoken about to him either. And that’s fine. That’s healthy.

Because that is what Y/N is to him, a friend. Since the day they got acquainted a few weeks prior they have continued to meet at noon, sometimes a little early, sometimes a little later, whenever you would make clear you would be walking your friend’s dog as a favor while they’re on a trip. You’re kind like that, considerate. Easy to talk to, a good listener. Dean really enjoys your company and he thinks the sentiment is reciprocated.

And that’s what he thinks about the whole way over, you, he wishes he didn’t but he did and will quite certainly do again in the days that’ll follow because he’s not going to stop coming to the park if it means he gets to see you.

It’s just that being near you feels so right, simple . And sometimes it’s hard to not, you know, compare.

“Hi, Dean!” He hears Y/N’s voice and it washes all other thoughts away. You’re there, sitting on the usual bench, sun beaming down on you. You have that pretty smile on your lips while you watch him approach. “And hello to you too, Thor.” You say to the German Shepherd that completely ignores you in favor of jumping on Loki, he and the Husky immediately falling into an enthusiastic match of play-fighting, clearly happy to see each other.

“Hey.” Dean kneels down to remove the leash from Thor’s collar, looking up at you in your sitting position, stealing the quickest glance at your thighs, skin exposed in your summer dress. “How are you?”

“I’m good, a little tired from work. You?” He starts wrapping the leash in his hand, moving to sit next to you, just close enough that your knees touch, but you don’t seem to notice, or maybe you just don’t mind.

“I’m okay, actually a little tired from being at home instead of work.” The words just flow out of his mouth before he can filter them, which is so not like him.

At least it's not when he's with anyone else.

“Want to talk about it?” He knows you’d listen, really listen, without judgment. But he doesn’t feel like unpacking whatever is happening between him and Lisa, he would rather be here in this moment, with you.

“You just said you’re tired from work but here you are trying to listen to my problems.” He brushes it off, changing the subject, and this time he can tell you did notice, but doesn’t mind.

“Well, what can I say? You can take a girl out of the therapist’s office but you can’t take the therapist out of the girl.” You said, nonchalantly. There was a beat of silence before you both started to laugh.

“Did you just make that up?” Dean smiled, leaning towards you.

“Yep.” You nodded, dimples appearing.

“Cause you made it sound like it was a saying.” He teased.

“Yeah, but it’s definitely not.” You admit, and he appreciates the way you don’t take yourself too seriously. “There’s not a lot of sayings about psychologists, you know.”

“My family has one: don’t go to them.” He replies, still smiling.

“Really? No one in your family has ever seen a therapist?” Y/N sounds a little shocked, which makes him want to laugh again, thinking about what you’d say if you only knew the half of it.

“No, we were raised with that midwestern, salt of the earth, just rub some dirt on it kind of attitude.” He said it like it was no big deal, but it was clear that you didn’t think the same way by your response.

“Dean, talking to someone about your thoughts and feelings is nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about. It can be… Very healing.”

“Well, ‘course you think that, it’s your job.” Dean’s comeback came quickly.

It wasn’t that he hated therapists or was against them or anything, he just didn’t think it was for him. He couldn't trust some random stranger with the ins and outs of his life, plus he knew it just wouldn't work for him, the whole ‘healing’ thing. He was too far gone for that.

He remembered being a little taken aback when you mentioned your job, didn’t like the idea of talking to someone who’s constantly psychoanalyzing him, except he never felt that you had done that. Quite the opposite, you hadn’t ever compelled him to open up any more than what he was comfortable with. Problem is, he’s always comfortable talking to you. You’re so easy to be near and it feels as if there’s never any judgment being passed.

So his first impression of your career was quickly shattered, but that hasn’t stopped him from picturing you from time to time, sitting behind a desk with your legs crossed and a pointed look, a thin-framed pair of glasses resting low on the bridge of your nose while you jot something down in your little notepad. Maybe he got that visual from porn, but it’s not like he has much else to reference from.

“I’m not saying you should be my patient, that wouldn't even be ethical, we’re friends.” You say it like it’s the most obvious thing in the world and he feels a pang in his chest.

He did think of you as a friend in his own head, but to hear you say it out loud burst some sort of unstated bubble that had formed between the two of you.

He had never spoken about Lisa to you, had only mentioned Ben a couple of times in passing and you never pressed him on for more. Did you know he had a family and was practically married? Was it obvious? And even if he didn’t would you care? Would you see him as anything more than a ‘friend’ if he wasn’t already in a relationship or that thought hadn’t even crossed your mind?

Did you find him attractive at all? Most girls do, are you different?

And if you ever made a move, if you ever touched more than the top of his hand or the side of his shoulder in that completely oblivious way, if you ever made it known to him that you had an interest; what would he do? Did you know? Does he? Because he can’t even decide for himself. Would he give up on everything he has now to be with you?

“What are you thinking about?” Your index finger tapped the middle of his forehead in a playful motion and he came back from his pondering, watching you swiftly remove your hand from his personal space as if it had never been there.

“Huh?” It was all he could say, trying to swim out of the stream of hypotheses that had been racing in his brain.

“You were very deep in thought, were you considering getting a therapist perchance?” You smiled like you already knew what he’d say.

“Oh, hell no.” He was quick to answer, shaking his head and regaining his focus.

“Cause you think psychology is a bunch of bullshit?”

“No, I used to think that.”

“Oh, you used to think that? But now you changed your mind?” You smiled openly, and it felt like the two of you had known each other for years, falling into a lighthearted banter just like that.

“Well, you wouldn't waste so much time of your life dedicating yourself to bullshit, you’re too smart for that.” Now it was his turn to state something as if it was obvious.

“Thanks.” You laughed then, taking the compliment. “But listen, I really should get going, I have to go meet with my landlord, again.”

“Seriously? I just got here.” Dean said with feigned annoyance, not wanting you to know that he was, in fact, annoyed at your departure.

“I’m sorry, but I really need to talk to him, he’s gotta fix my apartment’s heating, I’ve been asking him to for weeks and he comes over, messes with it for a little bit, and then the second he leaves it gets cold again.” Dean’s brows furrowed in confusion at your words.

“Cold? We’re in the middle of June.”

“I know! It’s the craziest thing, I’ll be walking around and all of the sudden it gets freezing cold, like, I can see my own breath.” You explained, miming an invisible fog out of your lips with your hands.

“That is weird.” Dean said slowly, processing what he was being told.

The Winchester’s thoughts were going a thousand miles per minute. It couldn't be what he was thinking, it would be too much of a coincidence. What were the chances that the girl he had met only a couple of weeks prior was being haunted? What if that was the reason he had met her in the first place? To save her.

“And does it usually happen at a certain time of the day or just whenever?” A wave of realization washed over your features as he asked, as though you had just remembered something important.

“It’s funny you said that, it actually does only happen at night and only when I’m alone.” Your response made a shiver run down his spine. “My sister came over the other day and it was totally fine, but then when it’s just me it happens again, it’s like my heater is possessed or something.” You had no clue how on the mark you were with that one.

“No way.”

Dean had quit hunting, he was out. He promised his brother that much, he promised Lisa. But there you were, right in front of him, clearly in dire need of his help. He just couldn't let anything happen to you, not on his watch. It wouldn't be right.

“And I haven’t even mentioned the rodent situation.” You called Loki over from where he and Thor were playing in the grass a little further away from the bench the two of you had been sitting in. The big dog came over in an instant, his other furry friend literally on his tail.

“You have a rodent situation as well?” He was so invested now.

“Oh, yeah, I’m a very lucky gal, Dean.” Your hands made quick work of putting the leash back on Loki’s collar, preparing to leave.

“How do you know you have it? Have you seen them?” Dean reached for your arm to stop you from getting up, a quiet desperation brewing underneath the surface, but you, silly you, didn’t pay enough attention to realize.

“No, but they’re all up in my walls, I can hear them scratching at night and I’m deadly afraid of mice so it’s just awful.” He was looking you right in the eyes as you said it, examining every inch of your innocent face, suddenly very aware of your vulnerability. You were just so frail, so fragile.

“I can imagine.” His voice was low, he didn’t want to let go of your arm.

There was a ghost in your apartment and you were in imminent danger. He had to do something, find an inconspicuous way to work the case. Wait, ‘work the case’? But… he was out, he was done hunting, he left the family business behind, and he built a new life for himself. Yeah, that’s right, he was done. He should just call in a favor from Bobby and get that ghost out of your house, that’s all. He didn’t need to be the one to do it and that would be better for the both of you. That would be healthy.

“Anyhow, sorry to dump all of this on you; my horrible apartment and all its problems.” You smiled at him and looked down, almost embarrassed.

You were so helpless, so unaware of your own mortality. Dean had no time to call Bobby, no way, he had to fix this himself. You could go home and die a bloody death today. And then that would be his fault, it would be his burden to carry, just like the death of his brother who he had sworn to protect no matter what. That was his job and he failed. He wouldn't fail you, too.

“Come on, it’s fine!” He was quick to reply. “That’s… that’s what friends are for.” He still hadn’t let go of your arm, drawing tiny circles on your skin with his thumb.

“Yeah, guess so.” You offered a nod, short and sweet, before moving to get up.

“Hey, Y/N, before you go, can I ask you something?” Dean’s pupils were dilated, even with the sun shining down upon him. It was the adrenaline, it was knowing that now he had a mission, a purpose, something that he had been missing for a long time. Too long, in his opinion.

“Sure.” You retorted, curious.

“That thing you said about not being able to take me as a patient, is that set in stone?”

[heavyhitterheaux]

Aura

Mariah's Tale as told by the treacherous twin @harlowsbby

Heaux Tales of Jack Harlow

(Listen to Aura by Mariah the Scientist as you're reading)

I couldn't help but to chuckle, I mean what were you expecting? He's let you down several times before, but I was always so blinded by his love.

"Come on she's lying I don't have a wife or kids if I did, you'd most definitely would've already known about it I mean l'm Jack fucking Harlow."

Neelam gasped she knew Jack was capable of many things but calling her a liar?? Especially when she knew she wasn't lying was crossing the line.

"Please Mariah, let's go back to your place and talk things out." He pleaded and begged; I remember shaking my head at him.

"It's always my house Jack it's never let's go back to your place to chill." He was caught off guard; he didn't expect me to say that. 

"Well, I mean you know Urban and sometimes the guys crash at my house for a few days, and we don't exactly live in the same city." Excuses that's all he ever did was give me excuses after excuses.

One thing you learned was if a man really wanted to be with you, he'd jump through obstacles to be with you but that wasn't the case with Jack. He had a family and wife blocking his chances.

"Just face the facts Jack I know what you did, and I have to leave, I love you well I loved you and I can't forgive you, I'm sorry." | squeaked out and pushed past him with glossy eyes.

"Thanks a lot, Neelam.” She scoffed and got up.

“She had to know, and I can’t believe you hid that from her and all of the other girls for that matter except Grace! You’re married with kids Jack. And married to my best friend I should add” Jack knew you’d find out sooner or later but he was hoping it was later or not at all. 

“Why do you even give a fuck now? You’ve been helping me coordinate this shit so she doesn’t find out.”

“Because she doesn’t deserve this! You need to stop before I tell her.” Neelam added while challenging him. 

“Okay, so tell her. What is she going to do? Leave me? Ain’t no way in hell she would get a divorce from me.”

——————————————————

A Few Days Earlier

"Jack, stop it!" | giggled and pushed him off me as he gave me a grin and tried tickling me again. I squealed and tried running across his California king bed, but he of course grabbed me by my ankle and dragged me to the bottom of the bed.

"I don't think so baby girl, you've been a big baby all day so Imma tickle the attitude out of you."

He then proceeded to tickle me like there was no tomorrow squealed and laughed, begging him to stop but I didn't really want him to stop.

"What's the magic word baby?" His eyebrows raised waiting for my answer, but I was stubborn and there was no way I was giving in that easily.

"That you're a loser?" He smacked his lips and began to tickle my sides even harder, I squealed and moved around till I finally had enough.

"Alright, alright l'm sorry Jack just stop it." You giggled and he laughed before getting off of you.

"So do you have any plans for today?" You asked him. 

“Uh I think l'm just going to go down to the studio for a bit and finish up a few songs." He said while fixing up his hair in the mirror.

Jack had flown you out to Louisville for a bit, you stayed in Las Vegas so whenever he had downtime he’d fly you out and spend time with you or he’d of course fly over to you.

The two of you met after his performance at Zoku nightclub and the rest was honestly history.

"Can I come with you? I mean l've been stuck in this hotel room for the past three days." You laughed and watched how his face suddenly got pale.

"For what? I mean you never come to the studio with me baby. He did have a point there, but you were bored and wanted to see more than just four boring walls. 

"Well, I know that but what if I come today unless that's an issue? I just don't see why it would be an issue though." You mumbled that last part.

Jack knew he was in some shit because his wife was supposed to be at the studio to spend some time with him. The time was ticking, and he was honestly running out of excuses.

"Well how about this baby I go to the studio, and I meet up with you at Urban's place later? Ace is having a little get- together for the release of his solo project so we can meet up there and then leave early to get some food or something?"

Excuses he always had some type of excuse, you thought. You wanted to know what he was hiding because not even a few nights ago he had left the room two, maybe four times to take some call from "Neelam."

You gave him a tight-lipped smile and nodded your head. "I mean sure that's fine with me but what will I do till then?”

You asked him. He reached into his wallet and pulled out his credit card.

 "Go around and shop for a bit, just buy whatever you want and something cute for later."

He wiggled his eyebrows making you giggle.

"Alright I'll see you later Jack." "I'll see you later, baby. I love you and stay safe."

Later On That Day

You honestly had no clue or idea where you were going since Louisville was so small yet so big at the same time. 

You were getting frustrated all you wanted to do was spend quality time with Jack but obviously being at the studio was a bigger priority.

Looking up and reading all the names of the different shops you finally found one that caught your eye. It was a shop for lingerie and Jack did say get something cute to wear that night.

Once inside you were greeted by one of the workers. A short dark-haired women gave you a welcoming smile 

"Hello honey, welcome to blue bunnies where you can find anything and everything to please not only you but your partner as well. Is there anything you're looking for?" 

"Uh, just something small and cute. It's a surprise for my boyfriend."

"Do you know his favorite color at all?"

"Hmm it's purple." The worker proceeded to show you all of the different shades of purple lingerie she had before you settled on a lilac matching bra and panties set.

"He's going to love it." The lady said, making you smile bashfully, after you bought everything, you decided to go get some lunch at Morris Deli.

When you arrived you noticed a lady and some kids that looked awful a lot like Jack, but you didn't pay it no mind, until you were starting to make your way out of the door and heard a voice on the women's phone that sounded awfully familiar to Jack's.

"What? How come the credit card company sent me an email saying I bought stuff at blue bunnies?" The lady said which made you freeze and maybe you were overthinking it a bit, but you were the only person in blue bunnies as far as you knew. 

“I got you something special, that's why. Now did you get my sandwich? I'm starving over here baby." Now that you had a chance to hear that voice loud and clear it had to have been Jack, you could pick his voice out of a line up.

You quickly rushed out of the store and sprinted back to the car Jack had let you borrow. Once inside you started thinking back to the lady that you saw and how one of the kids looked identical to Jack down to his curls and freckles and the little boy was Jack to a tee.

"He has a... he has a wife and kids." You said out loud. Your stomach turned. Even though none of this was your fault and you had no idea he had an entire wife and kids at home. You suddenly had this burden that you were the reason his kids were going to be fatherless.

Later That Night

When you arrived at Urban's house you had a million things going through your head at once. 

You didn't want to seem as if there was an issue or a problem but how were you going to manage to do that when there was a problem.

Before you were able to knock on the door it was swung open by Jack. 

"Baby I missed you so much." He pulled you into him, wrapping you in his warm embrace. You wanted to hug him back and kiss him and smother him with your love but knowing what you know now wouldn't let you.

"Hey... Jack" you said awkwardly, making him pull back. 

"What's wrong babe?"

 "I just don't feel that great is all." 

"Well come inside and get some water and maybe lay on the couch and you'll feel better."

You followed him inside and were greeted by Urban and the guys.

"What's good Mariah?”

 Ace smiled and pulled you in for a hug. 

"Hi Ace, congratulations on your newest song." He thanked you and you went to sit on the couch. You observed Jack as he sat across from you on his phone blushing and smiling at God knows what, probably his kids or his wife.

"Why don't we all play a game or something?"

Neelam asked which broke your attention away from Jack. 

“What game?” 2fo asked.

“Truth or dare.” Everyone agreed and made their way to the couch. Jack sat down next to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. Normally you'd lean into his touch and snuggle into him but not this time and that's something he noticed.

"Mariah, do you want to go first?" Neelam asked and you'd decline but this time you had things you wanted to know and things you wanted to get off your chest.

"Sure so Jack, truth or dare?" You turned to him and waited for his answer. 

"Uhhh ima go with truth."

"Is it true you've got a wife and kids?" Everyone in the room got quiet including Jack which gave you your answer.

"So you do?”

"He does and I hate the way I didn't tell you about it." Neelam said with tears of her own in her eyes. Jack looked over at Neelam in disbelief.

"Well the party is over, we'll just take this back at my house." Ace said and everyone got up and left leaving just Jack, Neelam and Urban and yourself.

"Mariah please listen to me Neelam is lying." 

"I'm not lying Jack you know I'm telling the truth." Neelam defended herself.

"Jack you don't have to lie, I saw your wife earlier along with your kids. She was a Morris Deli bringing you lunch to the studio." You spoke and avoided any and every eye contact with him.

“Can we just talk Mariah?” You scoffed, was he honestly being serious right now?

"We have nothing to talk about Jack. You hid the fact that you have a wife and kids from me for months. Do you know how disgusting and terrible that makes me feel?" You cried out as he watched how your lip began to tremble.

"Do you need a ride back to your hotel room Mariah?" Urban asked softly,

 "No but I do need a ride back to the airport because we're done Jack."

Your heart ached saying those words but you couldn't keep up with this anymore you didn't want to be the reason his kids no longer were able to see their father nor did you want that burden anymore.

Seeing someone for who they are and not what you want them to be was a deeper level of hurt.

You thought Jack was everything and more and you thought what you had was special but you thought wrong.

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[jenyifer]

Breaking Boston pt1

I think this will be a painful series… im going to talk about episode 12 discussing all the ways they destroyed my favorite boy (so I can process heal) and how I’ll tell you guys how I’d fix things. This first one is about Mew. If you like Mew don’t read this. He bitch slapped my baby so many times and If the show isn’t going to hold him accountable I will. If that isn’t your thing don’t click read more. Easy.

Boston shows up to drop out because he’s been effectively bullied out of University. I still think the atom expose account is why Nick showed up at Bostons house to go up to the roof. So if Boston’s dad saw that which he definitely would because the internet is forever his relationship with his dad is over and he has to leave. He’s been kicked off of the hostel project so how is he going to graduate anyways. Seems like mew and ray already knew about atom from Cheum but they don’t give a flying fuck. And in fact Mew wants to torture Boston because? Why? He’s been punished. Mew is back with Top. Their friendship meant nothing to mew? Boston honestly tells them he just wants to be their friend again because he still loves them. Boston NEEDS his found family he is still fucking hurt. But no Mew is fucking evil. Idk how else to explain him here.

Jenny’s Fix: upon hearing Boston is dropping out Cheum admits to the group Atom was a fucking liar. Mew and Ray are surprised and try to convince Boston to just graduate with them. Apologize for not believing him at all. Or ask if he’s alright at the very least. I’d be worried about someone dropping out even if I didn’t like them. It could still be awkward but Bostons confession he just needs his friends would have had more impact.

Then Boston makes the big boy decision to see his friends one more time. We don’t know how much time past from Boston’s mistake at the club and NYE but it seems Boston has been truly alone since then. He didn’t seem to invite Nick to the Hostel until he was being tortured by his friend’s happiness. To avoid talking about Nick he goes to apologize Mew 1v1 because he did Love mew. Mew was like a brother to him. Someone who maybe saw Boston for more than meat. But Mew has no heart in his chest. Only disdain. Their past relationship meant nothing. Boston being hurt means nothing. Boston truly apologizing means nothing. He’s scum on Mew’s shoe. Even Boston hugging him does nothing. Mew always hated Boston. Mew can’t see the irony in this.

Jenny’s Fix: Mew telling Boston things can’t go back to the way they were but he understands him better now. That he appreciates the gesture but it’ll take time but Boston is still his friend who he met all that time ago. Maybe a smile? Maybe a apology for not being there for Boston. But I think that’d be too far. No more slut shaming because Mew can semi understand. Sometimes we all fuck up. But Mew can tell Boston has changed.

Mew can’t let Nick win. He can’t let Nickntalk about bettering himself because Mew is a bitch and no one can be happy. He also enjoying hurting Nick because Boston loves him. Mew has to rub Boston’s Nose in the fact he isn’t with Nick. Mew is also hurting Nick because he’s judging him for his past choices

Jenny’s fix: let sand say something encouraging to Nick. It would still hurt Boston but at least Nick won’t be being made fun of by fucking mew.

Boston tried one more time to reach out to Mew hopeful that maybe Mew could one day be okay with him. Mew said he forgave Boston but didn’t forget. But no mew is a torturer evil bitch. Can he not see how much he meant to Boston after all these scenes? Is he fucking stupid? At least Boston isn’t surprised. Mew tells Boston he’s not good enough again. Just another put down.

Jenny’s Fix: Mew tells Boston maybe. Or tells him to come stay at the hostel some time. Gives Boston a hug tells him not to lose his phone number. Then give him a push to go find Nick.

Mew was just manipulative and evil. I can’t relate to any of his decisions especially towards Boston. I doubt they were ever actually friends. I feel so bad for Boston always reaching for Mew trying to make things better do what he wants but no Boston is always a nasty whore who is never good enough with a pathetic loser boyfriend who Mew can’t remember was just as hurt by TopBoston. I will never watch the TopMew scenes again.

[hchollym]

How would the Weasleys react if Fleur and Percy were exes? They broke up because long distance but they're still on friendly terms. I don't think Percy and Fleur interact after she's reintroduced as Bill's girlfriend until after the battle at hogwarts? In canon, Percy has shown willingness to hide his relationships from his family (Penelope) so I could see him never mentioning Fleur to them and Fleur never mentioning Percy because she thought Bill already knew?

Ooh, anon, I love the way you think. 🥰

I've actually considered this idea before, but in a slightly different way. I personally pictured them dating during Book 4 because they started talking after Percy was a judge for the Second Task (but it wasn't unethical because Percy wouldn't be judging the Third Task). I imagine that they broke up because even though they cared about each other and enjoyed being together, they simply weren't right for one another in the long run, but they parted on good terms.

I'll admit, I find Percy x Fleur less problematic than Bill x Fleur. At least they're almost the same age, and I definitely think Percy would have stood up to his family for her, so I'm a little biased. 😉

You're right that Percy has shown his willingness (and desire) to keep his dating life private from his family (for good reason), so I don't think that your idea is unrealistic. Plus, I can imagine that Fleur wouldn't bring it up, because either 1. She assumed Bill knew, or 2. They agreed not to talk about their past relationships (since a lot of couples prefer to leave the past behind and not dwell on it, and I can picture Bill & Fleur being like that).

So how would the Weasleys react to this? With shock and disbelief.

Let's be honest, most of the family has a very negative view on Percy, and a lot of them would wonder how the hell Percy managed to date someone like Fleur (which is also messed up, because they basically equate her worth to her looks, but that's another topic entirely). I wouldn't be surprised if some of them wondered whether Percy used a love potion or enchanted her (because that's how badly they think of him).

I think Bill would secretly think this too (though he'd likely never say it out loud), and he'd be super bothered by the fact that Percy once dated his wife. It's almost embarrassing to him. He'd probably console himself with the idea that Fleur ended up with him because he's "better." However, I do also think that a small part of Bill would wonder if that's the real reason why Percy didn't come to his wedding.

I think Molly would be furious. This just gives her more ammunition to hate Fleur, because - in her mind - Fleur is a liar who broke Percy's heart (because I'm sure that's what even Molly would assume happened) before moving onto another one of her children and using him. Ginny would likely accuse Fleur of using Percy because of his potential career at the Ministry.

Basically, they're mostly all jerks.

Ironically enough, in this one situation, I think Arthur is one of the only family members to not react terribly. I don't think he would be overly shocked that Fleur dated Percy (aside from the fact that he didn't know), because despite his frustrations with Percy, he knows that Percy would make a worthy partner, and I actually don't think he would assume anything malicious happened on Fleur's part. He's just sort of there and trying to avoid the conversations, and Charlie probably does the same. Charlie might reassure Bill a little bit, but he's not a fan of drama, so he removes himself as much as possible.

Fleur is just offended by all of their reactions and thinks they're being gits (which is true). It would likely lead to some ugly arguments with Bill before they finally work through it (or not, if you're like me and think they end up divorced).

What do you guys think? I'd love to hear other people's thoughts on this!

Thanks for the ask! 😊

[emeriethevalkyriegirl]

Totally Spies (Valkyries) Chapter 19

@sunshinebingo @aelinchocolatelover

“Ow ow ow! Gwyn!” Cassian started complaining while Gwyn pulled his hair. She made sure to be gentle about it. The girls started to laugh as Cassian tried his best to pull his hair away from the redhead. “Az, help a guy out here,” Cassian begged as Azriel chuckled and continued to pet Shadow who gracefully accepted his presence. “Sorry, I’m unable at the moment.”

“Liar! You’re busy petting that vermin!” Cass recoiled as the girls gasped. “How dare you insult our son. Girls, let’s get him!” Gwyn cheered as Nesta and Emerie let out battle cries and pounced on the giant brute. Cassian tried his best to stay standing but the weight of the girls was too much for his body to handle. He fell backward onto the ground, landing on 2 disregarded pillows that cushioned his fall. Now it was Cassian’s turn to start laughing. “Get off of me.”

“No!” The girls shouted together. Gwyn decided to let go of Cassian’s hair and playfully glared at him. “You insulted our son.” It took Cassian a moment to realize she was talking about Shadow. “He’s a cat, he can’t understand me,” Cassian added as Emerie stuck her tongue out toward him. “You’ll pay for your crimes anyway,” Nesta said as she gestured for her friends to huddle up and whisper a bit.

Cassian waited for them to finish patiently. Once they were done, they looked back at him smirking. “Hey Cass,”

“What, midget?”

“Are you ticklish?” That question got him completely off guard. He was. Who wasn’t these days? But are they seriously going to tickle him? Of course, they would. They’re kids. Kids always play around like this. He stopped doing it with Rhys and Azriel after they graduated from middle school. He hasn’t been tickled in a while. And he wasn’t gonna start now.

Trying his best, Cassian tried to sit up, but Nesta and her friends held him firmly to the ground. “Answer the question,” Nesta said as Cassian glared. “No.” The girls only smiled evilly and without a word, sent him to his ticklish fate.

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While Rhysand and Azriel watched as their brother was being tortured by the girls, they decided to leave him to it to talk about the shard. “Anything to report?” Rhysand asked as Azriel rubbed Shadow behind his ear. “The shard wasn’t like any jewelry that you can find in stores. This shard was discovered in 1986.” Azriel replied. When Rhysand didn’t respond, Azriel continued. “It was founded by Garfield Joseph Vanserra.”

“Vanserra? As in like, the Vanserras from the Autumn estate?” Rhysand asked as Azriel nodded. “It’s the same raw material that they always displayed in their event parties every year.” Rhysand thought about it. He remembered when he and his brothers first became spies. The Autumn estate held a graduation ceremony for them and the other kids that graduated. Because Lucien was one of the boys, his father Beron had presented the largest jasper shard in the entire world. Everyone was always astounded by this rare jewel, but once you’ve seen it so many times, it becomes old news. This would’ve been another year of its beauty if it weren’t for the fact that Beron’s pride was destroyed and his suicide in prison caused his family to suffer in finances and reputation.

“So, you think that the Vanserras have something to do with this?” Rhysand asked. Azriel stopped petting Shadow for a moment considering his brother’s question. “I don’t wanna say every member of the Vanserra family is a threat, but if one of them is stealing jasper shards, it would seem that way.”

“But why would the Vanserras steal jasper shards? They already have a larger one.” Azriel was about to respond but the cries of laughter and pleas of their younger brother snapped them out of their thoughts. They looked toward Cassian and the girls and realized that he was clearly on the urge of passing out. Rhysand and Azriel couldn’t help but smile at his current position. “We should probably help him before the girls accidentally kill him.”

“It wouldn’t be an accident!” Nesta responded, tickling Cassian’s sides and tummy. Rolling his eyes, Azriel decided to feel pity for his brother and help him. He walked over to the 3 giggle girls and picked up Gwyn by her armpits. “Hey, I was just about to attack his neck.”

“No more tickle attacks for you guys,” Azriel replied as Gwyn pouted. Rhysand grabbed Emerie and Nesta by their shirts. “Come on, aren’t you girls hungry for dessert?” At the mention of dessert, the girls stopped what they were doing and started to ask where they could get it. “Really, dessert!?”

“I didn’t know you had dessert?”

“Do you have chocolate?” Azriel gave Gwyn a poke on her cheek, making her snicker a bit, and put her down. “We’ll give you all the chocolate you want if you promise to stop messing with Cassian.” He told them as Cassian was able to get back on his feet. “Yes, please stop messing with Cassian. Mess with Azriel instead.” Azriel gave him a glare, but the girls ignored him and nodded viciously. They started chanting a chorus of ‘yes yes yes yes.’ Rhysand offered to take them to the chocolate, so they followed him out of the room.

“Next time, I’ll leave you to the fate of the girls.” Azriel told his brother as Cassian laughed in response. “Please don’t.”

[having-conniptions]

KinnPorsche ep 14 Rewatch Rambles:

Last time seeing/hearing the intro 😭 but it's okay it's in my Favorites playlist on Deezer 😌

VegasPorsche friendship my beloved

"I definitely won't let anyone do anything to Pete" - "Just take care of him" 😭😭😭 VegasPete feat. PorschePete friendship

I love how Porsche's flashbacks come with dramatic wind in his hair

Apo's acting tho 😭❤️

KP thinking they're cousins for a hot second lmaooo 💀

Liar liar pants on fire (me @ Korn rn)

The brothers 😭❤️

The beginning of the end here we goooo

How can they all disrespect Kinn like that in his own home as if he's not still mafia even with his dad "dead"... not gonna say they had it coming but that definitely wasn't the smartest move

"Know your place" - "That's why I was speaking" POINTS TO DADDY CHAN SORRY VEGAS

Vegas immediately using one if his bodyguards as a human shield 💀

NOT CHAN 😭

Also can we talk about the fact that Vegas is still doing all of this just so maybe his father will be proud of him just this once 💀😭

Shit is going DOWN

Kinn also kinda used Pete as a shield but unlike Vegas he didn't grab him from behind and Pete actually kept his hand on Kinn the entire time making sure he's still behind him

Enter: Porsche

Whose first instinct is also to pull Kinn to his side and cover him 😭❤️

"I'm on your side" followed by their little tango of violence will always be in my heart

"Head, chest... or heart" *aims at Porsche* THIS EPISODE HAS SO MANY ICONIC LINES/MOMENTS

THE FUCKING TOY CAR OF DESTRUCTION 😂 and the marbles I can't hahahaha

Erika ftw

"I can be by myself" CHAY YOU'D HAVE BEEN KIDNAPPED AGAIN IF YOUR EX WASN'T LOOKING OUT FOR YOU

The face Kim pulls before dragging that guy's face across the bar is HILARIOUS

KIM CLEAN UP YOUR MESS

Not Erika 😭😭

Not Gun saying he doesn't care about profits WELL IF IT'S NOT THAT THEN IT'S POWER IS THAT ANY BETTER?

I remember being so confused about Korn's and Gun's versions of the story, not realizing there was wayyyy more to it

The VegasPete reunion 😭 Pete shooting Vegas in the arm so the bodyguards wouldn't shoot 😭 Vegas, broken and bloody, reaching for Pete's face, asking him to be the one to kill him

The kiss 😭😭 the way Vegas pushed Pete off of him and runs away, leaving Pete confused af

I didn't even notice that Pete wipes his mouth before getting up lmao

Porsche yelling "Hey! Stop!" as if that's ever worked xD

Suuuuure, in like 15 years she hasn't aged a day...

"You just want all the power" AND WHAT ABOUT YOU GUN

What was he gonna say WHAT WAS HE GONNA SAYYYYYYYYYY

They left so much open for a season 2 and then DIDN'T GIVE US A SEASON TWO

Please don't call Porsche your nephew he's dating your son

Also can we talk about how Vegas was never able to free himself from his father before Gun died? I really wanted Vegas to break free on his own 😭

PETE STILL HAS BLOOD ON HIS MOUTH. VEGAS' BLOOD. FROM THE KISS. I AM THIS 🤏 CLOSE TO GOING INSANE

And his little speech before he runs after Vegas 😭😭😭

Korn may be terrible but he will always be supportive of gay love <3

With his dad, Vegas lost all sense of purpose because all he ever did was to try to make his dad proud. So even after he died, Vegas wasn't immediately freed. Nah, he thought he had nothing left to live for. Where would he go, what would he do, if no one gave him any direction?

This entire scene... 😭 it hurts even more after seeing the bts where they just sat on the ground after filming, processing all the emotions 😭 and Pete's raw af sobs and screams that were muted in the episode are also in that bts

VEGAS' TEENY TINY LITTLE SMILE FOR A FRACTION OF A SECOND BEFORE HE GETS SHOT WILL NEVER NOT MAKE ME GO ABSOLUTELY INSANE

Porsche becoming head of the minor family means he'll still be under Korn's thumb

Omg Chay is adorable

And Kim is still miserable lol

Porsche in that green suit 🔥🔥🔥

The kissssss omggggg

Tay 😍🥰❤️

KIM'S VIDEO 😭 he's trying okay he's trying not to isolate himself 😭

I think there's still hope for them (post-canon, because again, no s2 unfortunately) because 1) Chay was playing the guitar again, meaning he picked up music again even though he'd stopped because of Kim, and I'm not sure which guitar it was but if it was the one Kim gave him u know what that means... and 2) he didn't delete the video - he almost did but then he put his phone away PLEASE I JUST WANT THEM TO START OVER AND I WANT KIM TO ACTUALLY BE A GOOD BOYFRIEND THIS TIME

Tankhun is still so iconic

"I have a surprise for you" - "then I'll go wait in the restroom" PORSCHE NOT THAT KIND OF SURPRISE LMAO

They're so adorable aaaaaa

Hahaha Kinn's trying to be sexy but ends up being a little cheesy and goofy 🤭

"How's Vegas doing?" HIT ME SO HARD THE FIRST TIME BC UP TO THAT POINT I WAS CONVINCED I'D BE STUCK WATCHING VEGASPETE FIX-ITS ALL NIGHT

"I call Pete everyday to encourage him" IS SO OVERLOOKED PORSCHE IS SUCH A GREAT FRIEND ❤️😭

The whispered "I love you" 😭😭❤️❤️

I feel like there are so many secrets left to be uncovered

Namphueng looks so uncomfortable and idk if it's because there's two dudes she doesn't remember hugging her and calling her mom or if it's because she's actually just pretending 👀👀👀

The post credit scene 😭 I find it hard to believe that it's also 1 month later bc Vegas' wounds would be wayyy further along the healing process. Especially the one on his arm that probably didn't actually go through but just grazed him. And after a month, Vegas wouldn't be asking Pete why he's still there. They would have had that conversation much sooner. So did they actually go back to right after the incident? Like, a few days later? A week maybe?

I will always be insane about "I can't run off to anywhere" I have made an entire post about Pete not being able to leave Vegas for various reasons so I won't go into too much detail but I'll just say this isn't just "I don't have anywhere to go" but also "I couldn't just run off and leave you behind"

AGAIN WITH THE SOFT HAND HOLDING 😭❤️

Hahaha Macau's little smirk he's so precious

The family cuddles and Vegas' soft little pecks for Pete and Macau 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️ also they used a mirror for that scene again and I'm still not sure what reflections mean in KP but I know they're a Thing™️

I can't believe it's over. That's it. I've rewatched the entire series less than two months after first watching it. It's not over yet, not for me. But I think my brain will at least stop being a "KP only" zone, at least for a while.

Aaaaaahhh this series and its characters and the cast will always be in my heart 😭❤️

[cricksims]

Borowski Legacy - 1917

Abel is saying goodbye to Olive, hoping to really commit himself to her before he departs. She's been rather stand-offish lately, but chalks that up to him leaving her behind.

"Hello, my darling," Abel greets his soon-to-be-fiancé.

Olive gives him a small smile. "Hello, Abel. How are you faring? Are you frightened?"

Abel shakes his head. "No. Because I know I shall be back. In fact-"

This is the moment, he thinks to himself. We shall wed!

Abel gets down on one knee and looks up at Olive.

"We shall have a marvelous wedding. Olive, will you marry me?"

Abel grows concerned as dawning horror appears on her face.

Olive shakes her head. "Abel, no. I will not marry you. Don't you see? We have nothing in common. And you truly know nothing about me."

"Yes I do!" Abel protests. "What don't I know of you?"

Olive's eyes grow cold. "What I do for work. I see many men, Abel, not just you. I am astonished you never noticed. And," she turns away from him.

"I am with child. It is not yours."

Abel is speechless. He always thought he was a smart guy, how could he have missed this? Was he struck with love? The man can't believe Amelia was right. But there's one question he has for Olive.

"How are you so sure it is not mine? We also bed together frequently."

Olive looks offended by the question. "A woman's instinct. The man who is the child's father will be the one I wed instead."

Abel grows angry. After so many years, he knows her facial expressions. He knows when she is being truthful. And when she is not.

"You are a liar, Olive. I know the child is mine. How are you sure this 'father' will want anything to do with you, considering your position?"

Olive's eyebrows scrunch up and her face turns red with anger. "He will be able to provide for us, you wretched man! You, on the other hand, I am not so sure of. You're family has pennies! And you're off to war, hoping to come back a hero!"

Abel storms off. When he gets back, he is going to find proof. He shall write to his sister and ask her to look into the situation. If there's one thing Amelia can do, it is be sneaky.

[two-sides-halved]

13 and 14?

romance & relationship headcannons! | Accepting 13. what traits does your muse value in a romantic partner? 14. what traits does your muse want to avoid when it comes to choosing a romantic partner?

Since Human Steven and Connie are in a intimate relationship. I'm going to use Gem Steven for this. Mainly because I think it'd be too easy to just say Human Steven wants a girl like Connie and Connie wants a guy like Human Steven. That and Gem Steven in the main au is a "single" pringle who's both ready and afraid to mingle. (Mawsitsit and Kevin's relationship and Gem Steven's relationship are in an au all it's own.)

13. Gem Steven prefers his partners to be honest with him even when it hurts. Most of his childhood was spent living a lie, and when he was told the story of his origins, he was fucking pissed off and had an existential crisis about it... and is still bothered by it to this day.

He wants someone who has a reasonable temper. Someone who's not as hot headed as he can be, but also someone who still cares about what's going to call out whatever is going on as stupid, unjust, etc. Most importantly being a living breathing person would be a plus... since his technically his on and off relationship was a fictional one with a cloud person Rose's Room made for him to cope with the entire town was treating him after Lars' death.

14. Traits that Gem Steven would avoid would be liars as stated above. He already has trust issues, he doesn't want someone that he's in a relationship to lie to him to his face. It's one thing for it to be a surprise party for him, it's another if you've got 5 other suitors hiding in your bedroom.

If you are intolerant of his family in anyway, already a no go, it's one thing if his family doesn't like you, but he likes you, its deal breaker if you don't like his family. He's already had someone try to tear his family apart once, he's not going to let that happen ever.

Another trait that is undesirable is if you criticize how he cooks. It is one thing if it is preference based, you want a steak cooked medium rare, or well done, that's fine... but if you're telling him, the food he is lovingly preparing for you is being done incorrectly yet you have eaten the food he's made you before and you're only now getting to see him make food in person. Leave... go away... go back to your sad pathetic apartment and starve.

You can't claim he's doing it wrong if, you'd slurped up those spaghetti noodles and said it was fucken delicious, and now you're seeing he breaks his pasta and it's upsetting your delicate sensibilities, grow up... deal with the fact you've disappointed your Nonna by consuming the broken noodles of a man who makes his spaghetti in the fucken microwave.

[skinni-girls-eat-books]

Saturday, April 13th, 2024!

8:19pm: Had a quick exchange with him again. Nothing has changed and I don't want to be obsessed with his socials again tbh. I still don't really get the whole "I'm so busy" thing when that was his #1 complaint with me. Like I actually don't understand, being busy is not a flex tbh. Being on your grind is 100% a flex but that goes with work hard play hard. Just saying you're busy makes you sound like an ass 😂 whatever I don't understand anything about him anymore.

I don't want to see his socials anymore because 1) it's all fake af. 2) it makes me wonder why he couldn't change for me, but in REALITY (the real world where I reside) he hasn't changed, his life got 100x easier. No rent, a more basic bitch that doesn't expect anything from him and is weird, and free weed, everyone giving him a ride everywhere (he doesn't even have to drive ever wtf), and everyone just treats him like a spoiled child. Yes..... I'm sure it IS easy to have an emergency fund when you live with your parents for free..... Wtf do you even need an emergency fund for? Wtf kind of emergency are you having, you run out of gas (omg wait he doesn't even drive so what am I talking about) scratch that.... The only emergencies I had living with my parents had to do with my car like..... Jesus I wish that was the fucking case nowadays 💀 Omg why am I even comparing the two of us. I feel like I just snapped back to reality, this guy is still acting like a high schooler. We are literally not able to be compared anymore. I really don't give myself enough credit for doing this shit on my own (really) for 6 months. Let's see your emergency savings after that, dumbass. Stfu. I'm not trying to be mean but we are not the same. I'm about to be done grinding, I've grinded for 7 yrs I'm tired AF. I'll say it again being busy is not a flex.

11:25pm: Ugh he just pisses me off because he's a fucking liar. You can reach me anytime my ass why does he keep saying that when it's not true. What a fuck up. I hate him

2:47am: Well I was on the phone with him for three hours oops probably just fucked up my karma big time. Ugh I need this semester to enddddd. Too much sitting around time, not enough leaving the house to meet new ppl time :/ likeeee I've said a million times and need to remind myself, I don't want to be the reason they break up. Also he said he's planning on moving out with her in 4 months so September? Damn they would've been together a whole year. He said it only feels like it's been a month for him and literally his stuff is still packed up in boxes like wtf. I guess that'll just make it easier to move. Well good for him he sounds like he's really on track for a good life. Idk literally whenever I ask him about her, it's never like super positive. Maybe he just likes that he constantly has something to complain about? I have no idea. He said she's clingy, but sometimes it's too much. And he always says it's ups and downs with them. He sounds like he's really changed, but he says he can't go through breaking another person's heart. Maybe he knows I'm bullshitting him. He also says he is just too embarrassed to get back together with me and have to see my family again, etc. Sounds like he's making the best out of a fucked up situation tbh. During the call, I kept calling him out whenever he would say things that were literally stringing me along, because he didn't know what I was talking about when I mentioned it. He didn't realize how much he was leading me on with the things he's saying until I very clearly pointed it out. All that stuff I texted him must've actually done something too, because it's stuck with him about disrespecting his gf.

Long story short...... I think he's actually gonna change for her if I leave him alone lol. He just gets to live with the fact that he fucked up being with me forever. Making the best of his shit situation. Tbh those antidepressants probably made a huge impact. Glad he got the help he needed. Idk man I guess he's done with me now, he seems pretty done, except for the part where he pulled his dick out again and told me he wanted to stick his dick in my mouth. But whatever.

Actually the part that hurt me the most was when he said she's been his best friend for two years like... The worst part for him was me telling him I let a guy play with my boobs over spring break and one tiny tear rolled down his cheek. Plus I ended up lying since he asked me if someone had been in our bed and I told him no because I could tell that would've really upset him. I think he would've hung up. Also couldn't tell him that yeah someone else had met the cats and pet them. I said what are you gonna do and he .... Clearly isn't going to do anything. Lame.

Longer story short: I need to stop butting in to this mess ig. Makes my stomach hurt tbh. Too much studying today made my brain go crazy. I'm really frazzled tbh. Honestly kinda pissed off all I wanted him to do was help me with the bills and now he's magically able to save $500 a week somehow. Jesus Christ wtf was he spending it on before. I'll never know. Makes me sick to my stomach actually. And it's not magic, it's what he should've been able to do all along, he just wanted to be a little bitch before.

This has stirred up a lot of emotions that I kind of hate. He can't control himself around me fucking bullshit I don't get it. So much of him sounds good but then he does something icky like that. Idk anymore. I'm tired and talking to him has actually just made things worse, not better. End of story.