#shout out to my ex icons

[fischerfrey]

hpma; cassandra vole

“shout out to my ex, you're really quite the man you made my heart break and that made me who i am here's to my ex, hey, look at me now well, i'm all the way up i swear you'll never bring me down"

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[notyuta]

hiiii marti!! i would like to ask for your rankings of exo's ex'act album and also um.... nct 127's regulate maybe 🧐

omg you caught me unprepared on the exo so i had to refresh my ears with a listen (but i thoroughly enjoyed that) 👂 anyway here's what i wrote in my notes sjhdhs:

artificial love (badobadobabooboo) > lucky one > (monster) > heaven > white noise > cloud 9 (127 sounding ass song)

and for regulate i'd say

easily city 127 > run back 2 u > simon says > replay (pm 1:27) > welcome to my playground

[drmaddict]

My best friends brother is... a cliche thing to do (modern!AU)

Summary: (Y/n) is Aegons best friend. Yet she has a thing for his brother Aemond. Somehow the three of them make it work.

Wordcount: 2.687

"AEMOND?", shouted Aegon in shock.

"I was really drunk, okay?", sighed (Y/n). She would like to forget everything. By the gods, it had only been a kiss. A drunken kiss. But she didn't want to forget that kiss. She didn't want to forget the hands, that had felt so warm on her back. But Aemond was out of her reach. He was... She wasn't good enough. Absolutely mediocre at everything. Aemond was stubborn. So stubborn that he had made something of himself. Law student. Top of his class. Black belt in some martial art she couldn't pronounce.

Aegon nudged her. "Why are you looking so sad?", he asked with a slight pout on his lips.

She wiped her face. "I don't know either. Hormones?"

"You like him.", he said sulkily and plopped down next to her on the steps of the entrance hall.

She sighed. "I think, I just like the version of me, I imagine at his side.", she mused aloud.

Aegon sighed in annoyance. "No, you fancy him. Don't make everything more complicated than it is."

He picked at one of the cigarette butts lying around from last night.

(Y/n) reached for it and through it away. Aegon looked after it.

"Even if I did. He's got a girlfriend anyway.", she muttered.

"They broke up two months ago.", Aegon clarified. "I mean... You could have someone far better.", he stated. "FAR better... But... Argh! By the gods, just ask him."

She looked at him, dazed. "Would that be... okay for you. You're my best friend and I don't want anything like that-"

"I'll be fine.", he interrupted her immediately. "But you have to promise me that Blaspheme Gosip Friday will still be our day.", he sulked.

"With mocktails and everything.", she mumbled and put an arm round his back.

"And Barbie films.", he nodded.

She nodded with a grin and rested her head on his shoulder.

"He'll probably just laugh at me anyway and everything will stay the same."

Aegon let out a loud snort. "He sighed your name,  when he jerked off. Don't worry about it."

(Y/n) furrowed her eyebrows. "And how would you know that?"

Aegon was still chuckling. "There's another old air vent here. I hear everything from his room." He turned to her with a grin. "He listens to Dolly Parton." You'd think his cheek muscles were about to tear, the grin on his face was so big.

(Y/n) grinned. "All metalheads listen to Dolly. She's an icon."

"You listen to Dolly Parton?"

"It's Dolly.", she stated, as if she couldn't believe the question was really being asked.

Aegon just shook his head. "All right... How long have you fancied him?"

She pressed her lips together.

"(Y/n)?"

"Since we were like... You remember when he came back from that martial arts camp?"

"That... That... Since you were THIRTEEN? Why didn't you ever say anything?"

She wrapped her arms around her legs and hugged her knees to her chest. "Because we were such good friends and I didn't have many friends. Besides... I liked him more or less. When he was... He was pretty mean for a while. I thought he was arrogant then and tried to block it all out, but later... The last two or three years... well, it just came back. And last year... You went to rehab and... I didn't know, who to call when my ex just left me in the middle of nowhere and Aemond picked me up... I don't know. He was so nice and somehow the new short hair looked so good on him and... Never mind. A week later he introduced everyone to his new girlfriend... I don't know. I'm going to get another coffee."

She stood up, turned round towards the entrance and stopped abruptly. She wanted to drop dead. A bewildered-looking Aemond stood in the doorway.

"What is it?", Aegon asked, turning round as well. "Ohhhh..." He cleared his throat. "Have fun."

He stood up quickly. He briefly stroked (Y/n)'s back and punched Aemond in the shoulder as he passed.

Both of them, now alone, just stared at each other.

"Morning.", (Y/n) began far too quickly.

Aemond nodded. "Morning.", he replied curtly. He straightened up.

"How... How long have you been standing there?", she asked uncertainly.

"Since... Dolly.", he admitted, looking past her with flushed cheeks.

She nodded. "She's a cool woman."

"Does a lot of charity work.", nodded Aemond.

"Built a library.", (Y/n) agreed.

Aemond breathed a sigh of relief. "I was with Alys for quite a while back then.", he said curtly. "We were both freaks. It was a good fit."

"And now you're not?"

He shook his head. "She was... I was distracted and she found someone else."

"I'm sorry about that."

"It was only a matter of time."

They lapsed into silence again. Aemond was about to hint at going back into the house, when Aegon stepped out again, annoyed.

"For Fucks sake.", he groaned. "You've both more than clearly heard, that you want each other. You made out so much yesterday, that (Y/n)'s lips are almost falling off today and you still can't get it right? Are you fucking kidding-" He interrupted himself and took a dramatic breath. "You guys go upstairs now and fuck like hell." With that, he turned round and went back into the house. "And gods be good if don't I hear anything! Make an effort, little brother."

They both looked after him in bewilderment.

"How about breakfast first?", she asked cautiously.

Aemond nodded. "I'll get changed and get the car keys.", he said quickly and disappeared.

6 months later

The door to Aemond's room was pushed open. "It's Friday. I got her to...day... Wow."

(Y/n) immediately threw a blanket over them both, but it didn't help to hide the leather band around Aemond's neck, on whose ring she was currently holding him.

"Aegon!" she shouted angrily.

He just grinned. He looked at the two of them with as much joy, as if he were a child in a toy shop with a black american express.

(Y/n) stood up, albeit naked, and pushed Aegon out of the room. "I'll come in a moment."

"Oho. One of you two is definitely coming-"

She slammed the door shut. Aemond was lying on the bed, resigned but with his head held high.

His eye was closed and he breathed in and out in a controlled manner.

(Y/n) sat down carefully next to him and ran her fingers through his hair. He buried his face against the side of her thigh and breathed in her scent.

"Shit.", he mumbled choked.

"Everythings good. He-"

Aemond wrapped his arms around her stomach and pulled himself closer to her. She understood immediately. "Shhh." She brushed the tears from his face.

Normally, they had time to bring him slowly out of their world. He had never been ripped out of it as quickly and abruptly as today. "I'm here.", she whispered. Her hands ran soothingly over his back. And his head.

They heard a knock at the door. "We need a little longer. I'll be come, when we're done.", she called through the door.

Surprisingly, there was really no more interruption.

She stayed with him, until he had fallen asleep. She gently kissed his forehead and tucked the blanket around him.

She got dressed and quietly slipped out of the room.

Aegon found her in the kitchen. "I had two more hours.", she grumbled.

"Sorry.", he smirked, but immediately became surprisingly serious. "He dropped because of me, didn't he?", he asked quietly.

(Y/n) nodded. "Please leave him alone about it.", she begged him.

"Hey, you know I've already been whipped black and blue."

"And you hated it. You should check out the doms, before you let them get to you."

Aegon nodded. "Speaking of which. I met someone.", he muttered sheepishly.

"Really?", she asked, surprised. He hadn't said anything.

Aegon nodded. "His name's Cregan. Takes me seriously and all." He bit into a biscuit. "And he... He doesn't whip me, he rewards me. Remembers how I drink my coffee and shit... And bends me into a pretzel. The man is like a bear. I'm telling you.", he grinned.

"Your first soft-dom.", she smirked.

Aegon sighed. "And hopefully my last. He's great... I hope it stays that way."

"I'll keep my fingers crossed."

"Thanks."

He pushed a coffee towards her. "Do you want to be with him, until he wakes up."

"Honestly, I do.", she confessed.

"Good. I always hate it, when I wake up alone.", he mumbled.

She rubbed his shoulder.

"But we'll go out for brunch tomorrow.", he decided.

"Where they have those cheese bagles?"

"Where else?", he grinned.

She nodded with a smile. "Okay."

She grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and a snack bar and made her way back to Aemond. She just smirked when she heard Aegon's "You guys and your stupid water."

Back in the room, she snuggled up next to Aemond and ran her fingers through his hair again. His eyes fluttered open.

"Hey.", she smiled at him.

He just grumbled and buried his face against her stomach again. "How long?", he mumbled under his breath.

"As long as you need and want.", she explained.

"Is he laughing?"

"No. He understands."

"Sure.", he replied sarcastically.

She just held him as she continued speaking. "Aegon's approached a number of doms in the past. Had more bad experiences than good. He gets it." She kissed the top of his head. "A joke or two and he should he done."

Aemond hummed, but continued to bury himself against her belly. She hummed softly a song she'd heard in the morning.

"Love you." Aemond murmured at one point, so softly that she almost couldn't hear him.

She looked at him in surprise. He had literally squeezed his eye shut. His shoulders were tense. They hadn't said it often yet.

"Love you, too", she whispered back.

His body relaxed immediately. His breath left his lungs almost in relief. It was as if he expected her to laugh at him every time and explain that it had all been a cruel joke.

She stroked his collar. He trembled slightly under her touch. "Do you want to take it off?", she asked cautiously.

He shook his head. "Not yet.", he sighed.

When it came to his collar, he was like a cat that needed to go to the vet. First he made a show of putting it on and then it was almost impossible to get him out. It grounded him. It calmed him down. But some days he almost tore it off himself with the thought that he wasn't a real man, if he liked such things.

"You let me know.", she whispered.

Their relationship had grown insanely fast. She didn't know if it was because they had known each other for most of their lives or if it was just a good fit between them.

Both Aemond and Aegon had to get used to the new situation. It hadn't exactly been easy to convince Aegon that she wouldn't just throw him away like the old toy, while she tried to show Aemond that she really wanted to spend time with him and have this relationship.

It got to the point where Aegon just threw himself on the couch with her on one of their first little dates and commented on the film that was playing.

They had a very long and, for Aegon, very emotional conversation that evening that she really wouldn't forget him. They were still in the middle of the conversation when Aemond had plonked a weekly schedule on the table and started writing in their appointments and allocating Aemond-time and Aegon-time.

"Here.", he had simply hummed and sent Aegon a photo of the plan. "Can we please be alone now?"

Their routine levelled out and the two became calmer.

Aemond opened up to her more and she showed him the sides, some of which not even Aegon knew.

For example, her preference for having competent men whimpering beneath her.

They lay in bed until late in the evening. They dozed, cuddled and talked about all sorts of things until Aemond was completely grounded again.

(Y/n) was already sitting in the café when Aegon joined her. He grimaced as he sat down. "Holy-", he hissed softly, then put on a bright smile again.

"Hi." he said cheerfully.

She grinned. "Cregan?" she asked, amused.

Aegon looked dreamily at the cup of coffee she had already ordered for him. "I think I'm in love."

She grinned. "Shall I book something for the wedding?"

"You're going to be my maid of honour."

"Not Aemond?"

He shook his head. "How did it go with him?", he asked the counter question.

"Quiet evening." she simply shrugged her shoulders.

"Good... I'm sorry, by the way."

"Just knock next time, okay?"

"Okay.", he smiled. Suddenly his gaze settled on something behind her. "Holy-" He reached for her hand. "Margret Waters!", he whispered.

(Y/n) immediately turned round. Margret had tormented both (Y/n) and Aegon when they were still in middle school, and not just once.

"That's... A lot of lip filler.", she realised.

"That's a lot of filler everywhere.", Aegon clarified. "Her face is twice as wide as it used to be."

"And yet you can still recognise her. That's strange."

"It's the aura of absolute evil.", he stated. "And that comes from me."

She grinned. "Is that?"

"Aaron the arse cramp. Yes.", Aegon grumbled. Aaron had involuntarily outed him in front of everyone.

"Get your impotent arse over here.", they heard Margret say.

"For fucks sake!", Aaron hissed at her. "With your facial goulash, don't be surprised that no one can get it up with you."

Aegon beamed. "I think I'm very happy right now."

(Y/n) shook her head with a grin, as a pale hand placed something next to her.

They both looked up and saw Aemond.

"Forgot your wallet.", he muttered. He looked at Aegon. "You want to get it out now?"

Aegon just shook his head. "My arse is too sore for that." Aemond grimaced, but Aegon went straight on. "Besides, I've just found something much better, than your little, spicy necklace.", he explained, nodding in the direction of the couple, who were still arguing

Aemond looked at the two. "Is that Margret Waters?"

"Yup."

"What's she done to her face?"

The two squabblers realised they were being watched.

"What?", Margret nagged.

Aemond didn't even flinch. He simply raised his hand. "Margret... Aaron. How did it go after the LSD trial? Still having problems?", he asked impassively, glancing briefly at his crotch.

Aaron's look could have killed.

"I hope your delicate flower here was worth the compensation."

Aemond approached him menacingly. "Do you really think you can mess with my family, without paying for it?" he whispered. Aaron looked at him in amazement.

"Get out of here.", Aemond hissed.

"Come on. Get away from this madman." Aaron tugged on Margret's hand, who allowed herself to be pulled along in annoyance.

Aemond turned back to the two of them. "I'm off already.", he nodded.

"Wait!", Aegon said, pointing to the seat next to (Y/n).

"What exactly did you do with Aaron?", Aegon asked uncertainly.

Aemond just shrugged his shoulders. "I helped supervise the study he took part in for a little cash. I remembered him and what he said about you. That you're only good for getting your arse fucked. I might have added some subliminal messages to the music file that was playing in the background... They really tak a hold with LSD." He pursed his lips in amusement. "It seems to me he hasn't figured out what he needs to do to get his favourite toy working again.", he explained impassively.

"Sometimes you really scare me, brother."

He waved him off, but looked cautiously out of the corner of his eye at (Y/n), not knowing what she would think.

But she only reached for his hand. "You're a softy after all.", she smiled.

"Don't tell anyone.", he grumbled and let her give him a quick kiss.

[hrts4hanniehae]

clutch || ten

there are written parts :)

note that the timeline or educations may not add up but just ignore it because i don't have the brain power to sync up THIRTEEN + 1 's education schedules

a/n: sorry i was gone... but i'm back.

warnings: attempted assault, violence

wonwoo had never in his life been so afraid. afraid of losing yn. yes. he had fallen for her. it only took weeks for her to break the hard shell he cast around his heart.

he couldn't bear to let her get hurt.

she was the first woman who had loved seollie with all her heart. she was the first woman her genuinely felt that he could confide in.

if comfort and security was a person, to him, it'd be yn.

and she was gone.

yn barricaded herself in her art room. her sculpting tools would be of great use in this situation.

her stalker was jaeho. jaeho and e/n to be precise.

jaeho and e/n were in cahoots the whole time. the plan was to monopolise the 2 daughters of a rich family so that they could get money to fund their careers.

however, after jaeho successfully married chaeyoung, he realised she was going to ruin his reputation so he asked e/n to brutally leave yn so he cld be there to pick up the pieces and seduce yn.

after that, jaeho began to stalk yn o figure out her new place of residence. e/n, began to separately stalk her, in an attempt to get her back.

"yn. i told you that you were next. don't be scared. i won't do anything."

"jaeho, my parents hate me. what does attacking me do for you? you won't get ransom!"

"not from them. i'll get ransom from your precious boyfriend wonwoo."

"you aren't making any sense! if you want money, i'll just give it to you. please just get out!"

jaeho wanted to hurt her. he blamed her for his misfortune with chaeyoung.

"if you were better, i wouldn't have married chaeyoung."

"how is that my problem! what is wrong with you? i'm confused and scared and you don't make sense. pl-"

she was cut off by the sounds of crashing and something being slammed into a wall. she heard clatters of metal and shouting before she heard the comfort of a voice she knew so well.

"i'm here, yn. you're okay."

wonwoo.

ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

synopsis: wonwoo is a popular streamer known for his incredible gaming skills and good looks. He turned heads. but he hates the attention. he just wants to play games and earn money. one day he receives a letter. his apartment’s rent has almost doubled. no warnings at all. his current paycheck from streaming can’t shoulder those bills. he has no choice but to rent out his spare room. to who? a fresh art university graduate who has… 1. a stable job ✅ 2. talent for art and sculpting ✅ 3. many friends ❌ 4. social anxiety ✅ 5. no filter ✅ when his iconic cat logo gets copystriked, she comes to the rescue with a new logo for him. when his apartment’s walls start peeling, she fixes it. whatever he used to struggle with… the empty space... was now filled by her. so what does he *last player standing* do when her ex *enemy spotted* tries to take her back? heh. *clutch* he clutches.

inspired by wonwoo's gam3bo1 streams, falling into your smile & gogo squid (has hints of valorant)

pairing: streamer!jeon wonwoo x fem!artist!reader (ft. jeongcheol, soonhoon, junhao, seoksoo, verkwan)

genre: fluff, comfort, slowburn, comfort, pining, bestfriend!minghao

warnings: stalker ex, toxic ex, mentions of abuse, guns (game), cursing, hate comments, panic attacks

started: 28.12.23

ended: ?

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[xx-midnight-candy-goblin-xx]

Jackson's Diary incorrect quotes because it has infected my brain

Timothy: *hugs Ronald*

Ronald: What this?

Timothy: Affection.

Ronald: Disgusting.

Timothy: . . .

Ronald: Do it again.

~

David: Your legs look nice in those pants

Exer: *flirting* you should see me without them

David: WITHOUT LEGS?!

~

Pamela: WHY is there BLOOD EVERYWHERE?!

Brenda: I aggressively poked someone with a knife

Pamela: YOU STABBED SOMEONE?

Brenda No, no. I aggressively poked someone with a knife

~

David: *talking to Ron, Brenda, and Pam* Exer and I are no longer friends

Exer: *shouting in the background* DAY, THAT IS A TERRIBLE WAY TO SAY WE ARE DATING!!

Ronald: *already knew this, and is just slurping his Caprimoon iconically*

~

Jolie: *half-jokingly* True love is killing a man together

Brenda: *serious and holding a knife* Let's kill W*lliam, then!

~

Exer: Who knows me best?

David: It's me!

Ronald: It's me!

Brenda: It's me!

Jackson: . . . It's probably not me

~

Ken: Um, yeah, I pull bitches?? RIGHT INTO MY DARK REALM OF TERRORS!!

~

Ken: *in a sticky situation, whispering to Tim and Jolie* I don't think we can mansplain, manipulate, malewife our way out of this one

Timothy: *loads gun* Manslaughter it is, then

Jolie: TIM, WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THAT?-

~

Timothy: Oh ffffiddlesticks

Ken: WATCH YOUR FUCKING LANGUAGE!!

~

Jolie: *sees K3vin* Ugh, there's my ex

Ken: HE'S STILL ALIVE?? Jesus, this guy will not die-

Timothy: *holds gun* LET'S GO BACK AND KILL HIM AGAIN!!

Jackson: *writing K3vin's death in the diary*

~

Exer: *sees Willi@m* HE'S STILL ALIVE??

Brenda and Ronald: Unfortunately.

Jackson: *writing Willi@m's death in the diary*

~

Exer: *holding a kettle* Tea or coffee?

David: Tea

Exer: Wrong. It's coffee

~

Exer: So . . . you dating anyone?

David: My love life is a mess

Exer: I'M A MESS!! DATE ME!!

~

David: I'm bu

David: I'm bo

David: bj

Pamela: It's okay, take your time

David: *points at Exer* BOYS.

~

Exer: *flirting* You have beautiful eyes

David: Thanks, I need them to see

Exer: . . . .

(5 hours later)

David: OH.

[pendragonsclotpole]

hi i just started watching that 911 show in the background while working thinking it would be a basic cop show/procedural drama i could play for white noise to boost my productivity like i did with all six seasons of SWAT (shout out to shemar moore’s overly passionate pecs and BECAUSE SWAT IS FAMILY speeches and that one ryan and shane cameo for getting me through my job onboarding months ago) and avoid the attention issues i get with british legal and cop dramas (shout out to the current loml rupert penry jones on silk and whitechapel, his roles as clive reader and di chandler are iconic)

and like yes. 911 is exactly that. so cringey. so feel warm-y and trite in the worst ways possible, filled with random monologues, oddly paced and placed one-liners, random quote intros that desperately try to replicate the word bangers of criminal minds, unnecessary flashbacks interspersed in the worst episode arcs ever and completely destroying the suspense, and with the weirdest combination of over-acting and under-acting in the entire fucking world that i have ever seen, and some entire scenes i just cannot stand to watch but do anyway because of how unrealistic and ridiculous they are but oh my god when this show hits its high points, it hits them

i need angela bassett’s athena grant to come and railroad my life. i want her to point her finger in my face and threaten to cuff me to my bed like she did that boyfriend in that season one episode (and yes THAT HAPPENED THANK GOD THE BUCK CENTRIC SEXY SCENES DID NOT LAST AS LONG AS SOME OTHER SHOWS COUGH SWAT COUGH BUT WHY NO MORE ATHENA?) you my friends have not lived until you’ve seen her on the other end of a huge tv screen raising her eyebrow and acting like she’s about to beat you up with nothing more than her commanding tone.

and also like all the other fucking characters.

i watched this show hoping to have inane drama and dialogue watching over me while i send emails and plan. i did not watch this show to bite my nails over maddie buckley’s psycho ex husband storyline, nor to swoon over the romance between to her and chimney (howard han i would die for you, your bg episode was so sad but so beautiful and if you had died i wouldve been so sad, yours were the flashbacks that won me over), nor to fangirl over ROBERT FUCKING NASH AND HIS GUILT COMPLEX (I LOVE YOU BOBBY), or to have my heart grow three sizes with the fucking tsunami episode

like you guys, i was on the edge of my seat, eating my dinner and actually wondering if they were about to kill off christopher diaz and break my heart and buck’s heart and ruin everything and like they didnt but now evan buckley’s character growth is such an inspiration and i just dont want him to fuck it up by trying to go back to work early and ahhhhhhhhhhh this was supposed to be a casual watch but now im writing this so im gonna have to find something else or worse go back to watching silk or whitechapel in the bg and be enraptured by rupert

[ianthedebonair]

What is this whole Vote Chen propaganda? I know that the Marshal is our wronged unappreciated princess. but you all are forgetting our origins. So let me remind you of what Ricardo has done for our country:

• Managed befriend a wild, aggressive Possum with rabies that lived in the sewers and alleys of Lós-diabos, better known as sidestep.

•poker face, all the way to hell when he saw our face being the carbon copy of the guy who killed his only good father figure. because he truly believes in us and that we are not our past or the people who raised/made us (sweet)

•fell in love with Sidestep (Stupid)

• fell in love with Sidestep while he was being a womanizer, closet bisexual and in a complicated relationship with his ex-girlfriend that he asked us to erase/change her mind/memory with our powers. (Messy)

• realized that this was a Fucked up thing to ask of us. and apologized. supports local restaurants, takes us to eat whatever we want with his Rangers's no limit/government money credit card (humble).

• Agreed to be our Boy-toy, no strings attached, sexy Fling. ( a Romantic )

•took us to live with his mother when we practically became a ticking time bomb of telepathic powers after the Nanoverse incident (a family man)

•saw his dearest friends and his team under his command fail fatally in the heartbreak mission, saw the person he loved most jumping out of a window to his death in front of his eyes and could do nothing (traumatized)

•had to endure give a speech to an empty coffin, and show the defeat publicly while still in mourning, hit a journalist in the process (iconic)

•become an alcoholic, begins to see and talk to a ghost version of us in his mind (got crazy)

•has his driver's license confiscated after riding his motorbike the wrong way on a busy highway, his electrical part of the arm generators is turned off, retires as Marshal, and threatened with losing the part of the generator that moves the legs if he doesn't go to therapy, shouts at his therapist, cries in therapy, process some of the grief in therapy( Got a lil better)

•spends the next seven years now trying to balance being part of the new team and justice for his dead mentor. a fresh start, right? (Haha oh, boy…)

the love of his life returns from the grave. More crumbled, alert, suspicious and ragged than ever.

reveals that was held in tortured captivity (that you didn't help escape)

reveals that they escaped alone and DIDN'T want to look for you back

a new villain appears and beats the shit out of you

You start dating this person 20 years younger than you for information and they give you this feeling of familiarity like your now-not dead friend, who keeps avoiding you.

Haha you still Love them.

they can now be either a villain, or in contact with the criminal siblings who killed your mentor, or creating a criminal group, or killing heroes, or an anarchist or a ReGene version of the person you once loved.

Or could it be that this person was always a Re-gene, and you were always too focused on self-affirmative theories to realize, Or ask?

a Tumblr sexy man. has to be tragic, traumatized at the same time as comically tortured by the narrative. a grown adult at the same time as a baby girl the people want Ricardo, because he is All of that AND obsessed with us ( Sidestep ) in every way, shape or Form and we deserve that

(and even if you don't take the romantic route with him. He's still obsessed with you the same way. We are, above all, his best friend and he won't let go of us)

I finish my case.

You know what's more tragic, traumatizing, and comically torturous? Him losing the tumblr sexy man tournament 😌

[mirkwoodsuperspy]

things i love abt alex

the way he hated on henry

new years kiss with nora

"he has the personality of a cabbage"

"i'd rather not be the little spoon"

everything in the closet (the literal one)

telling henry that return of the jedi being his favourite is wrong

HRH prince dckhead 💩

makes june read narcissistic fanfics abt himself

"tell shaan i say hi and i miss that sweet sweet ass xoxoxo"

turkeys gobbling and alex screaming

calling henry to make him listen to turkeys gobble

THIS SCENE. "C'mon, it's, like, in the hips. You have to loosen up." He reaches down and puts both hands on Henry's hips, and Henry immediately tenses under his touch. "That's the opposite of what I said."

"Nora! Henry has never watched a bunch of teenagers dry hump to this song!"

his entire relationship with nora

like, he's pretty sure he's straight

see, this means i can't possibly be into guys

making out with liam. award goes to liam for being the best side character ever

calling liam four years after they made out to ask if they were ever a thing and if there was a chance he was into boys

makes out with henry in front of a portrait of alexander hamilton

"for fck's sake man you just had my dck in your mouth you can kiss me goodnight"

first son of your former colony

"it's recently come to my attention you're not quite as boring as i thought. sometimes. namely when youre doing the thing with your tongue."

"baby" and pretending not to notice when henry positively melts.

"wanna do something stupid?" then wrapping his wet lips around his bottle of beer

getting henry drunk

loser with no friends besides his sister, his ex, his boyfriend, his boyfriend's best friend, and his boyfriend's sister

all his emails to henry

"tf is this? aren't there poor people in your country?"

him and zahra. "something you'd like to share with the class?"

"oh f*ck me" "f*cking sh*t" and the rest of the swearing string

yrs/ affectionately yrs

history, huh? bet we could make some

him and june

flying to England and shouting for henry to come out and talk to him

"I can see why all y'all had to marry your f*cking cousins"

"I f/cking love you, okay?"

"what do you want? "i want you" "then f/cking have me"

"i'll leave as soon as you tell me to leave"

"tell me to leave"

alex, nora, and june iconic trio

"stop are you kidding me?" "prince consort road? oh my god, take a picture of me with the sign."

"sweetheart, you're proof too"

when he made a list of things he loved about henry

comforting henry so tenderly in the car

f/cking yrs

"sweetheart" in the airplane

"zahra, you're my mean friend"

stopping the car to look at a drawing of himself (and henry ofc) XD

you know the scene where he woke up and wiggled his ass against henry um okay hahah we'll leave that there

his love for texas and his final interaction with liam

[lou-iz-stat]

So……. 2 MORE WEEKS!… and it still does not feel real to me that we are going to get season 2 so soon. I am sure it will destroy me and create an everlasting wound deep in my soul.

Anyway episode 6! I won’t lie this the episode that I have watched the most out of the rest. I have probably watched it over 15 times and that is not an exaggeration. It’s my fav episode because there are just so many iconic moments in this one.

Let’s not waste another moment. Get into this!

IWTV S1 E6: Like Angels Put in Hell by God

This ep starts with Louis looking real bad as he tries to recover from the drop inflicted on him by Lestat.

He definitely has PTSD from the fall 😔

At least we get the ‘cloud gift’ name drop.

We also have Dr. Fareed which is a character that is most prominent in the Prince Lestat trilogy I believe. I do not know if this is true I have not read that far yet.

We then go back to the story and Claudia is making Louis chase a goat for his recovery.

And here comes Lestat being where he is not wanted. The throwing of his coffin out the balcony is everything 🤣

When Lestat comes to give the car to Louis I must admit he looks so so good 😩 But I still don’t want Louis to let him back in! Because I know he has not changed even though he says so.

But I do believe that if Louis did tell him to leave and to never see him again Lestat would listen! But he doesn’t tell him that because he still can’t let Lestat go even after everything he has done. It’s too much!

Lestat is crazy for what he does with ‘Come to Me’ but I love when Sam sings it ❤️

And this what. I am talking about when I say that so much of this episode is so iconic! Swimming a dirty ass river to break into your exe’s place and telling Antoinette to leave HER HOUSE so that you can have violent hate sex while she is just outside listening to it all. It’s just so messy and insane! Gotta love it

Sam Reid is just so so good in the scene where they are questioning Lestat! His acting is just *chef’s kiss*

And everything he tells them of how he became a vampire is true 😭

“…I loved Lestat with a wounded one.” 😭😭😭

Yes Claudia you should baaaaaa at him!

Nooooo Claudia what he said about Magnus was true!

More Nicky name dropping this episode. And knowing the backstory with that I just wince at the whole conversation they are having. But what can I say she really is her father’s daughter

And of course he didn’t kill Antoinette being a brat so much so that he did not like being told what to do. And yes Louis he is ‘all kinds of fucked up’ and this why I love this show. Everybody is fucked up just some more than others.

Ugh the scene where Claudia tries to get Louis to leave with her breaks my heart.

Then we go back to modern day and this is where in the original interview Daniel wanted to be turned. And ohhhhh Armand is not happy that Louis offers to turn Daniel now hehe

The utter shock I had when Claudia is just sitting in the townhouse instead of on a train. 😱

But oh, oh! The train scene is everything. It is just so fucked up and scary! This show is in the horror genre after all. And that doesn’t stop this scene from being iconic.

From “Tickets, please!” To “Claudia, you left without saying goodbye…. Again” it just lives rent free in my head.

God he such an asshole to her!

And she defeats him at chess at the same time that she is plotting his murder! That’s some queen shit honestly.

When Lestat is shouting in French, if you ever look up what he is saying it is actually so unsettling

Awwww our boy (Daniel) is eeppy

I don’t care what anyone says I love the 70s flashback.

And boom! As we all know Rashid is actually someone Daniel has met before! Shocker! Yeah yeah it’s Armand we know this.

Yay! I got through another one! We only have one more rewatch then s2! I cannot believe it and again it does not feel real at all! I am sure by next week I’ll be able to write more since I won’t have as much school work left to do.

Thanks for reading

14 days!!!!! Life is worth living!

[talesfrommedinastation]

Here’s to all of us whose hearts were shattered by that line from ‘Plan 99’.

But here’s how some psychologists recommend dealing with tragic events: putting your own creative spin on them.

I’ve found, for me, is taking words and quotes that hurt or upset me, and rewriting them in my own way. Especially if the meaning can be changed.*

In this case, “When have we ever followed orders?” isn’t uttered by Tech, resigned but heroic.

It’s said by Sjael Drummer near the end of Far Past the Ring. It’s now defiant, independent, and hawking a loogie right in the face of adversity.

It’s a tragic line from Star Wars that’s now a shout of fortitude from The Expanse.

Writing it out made it seem like something Klaes Ashford would say, or Camina Drummer, right before knocking someone out an airlock. 100% ungovernable Beltalowda.

Now? I smile every time I see it. Tenye wah chesh gut!

Hell, Camina Drummer says a version of it in the new Telltale game: "The Inners may control everything, but they cannot control the Belt."

Take something that makes you sad, and make it yours.

And yes, Sjael, like most Belters in the fic, has her new helmet designed to look like Tech’s. He’s become an accidental fashion icon!

Belters have also started painting their helmets like the clones. In Sjael’s case, she has Ojibwe style greenery that hints at her work with organic sweeteners—she has strawberries, blueberries, and vanilla orchids on the vines!

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Tagging my Far Past the Ring readers here: @skellymom @eyecandyeoz @sued134 @cdblake1565 @moosethren @ilikemymendarkandfictional @techs-stitches @supremechancellorrex @amalthiaph

* = Example, my trashy ex Nick said “We won’t be together, the end”, via text when he dumped me.

When he crawled back to me a year later begging for a second chance, sending him a message WITH THAT IN IT was amazing!

[tabbycatreads]

plaguing you all with my thoughts about F1 again :)

Grill the grid challenges I would like to see at some point:

-jeopardy style game show with all the drivers- they get shown a part of their car, first person to hit their buzzer and correctly name the part and what it does/helps do for the car gets a point, but you lose points for every answer you shout out without pressing your buzzer or getting the answer wrong

Pros: get to learn about parts of the car, would be fun and silly to watch drivers shout out answers and then realize they lost a point

Cons: could be hard to get all the drivers together, might make at least 5 engineers and or mechanics cry

-Driver impressions- each of the drivers choose another driver on the grid (but the driver cannot be a current or ex teammate in formula one, F2 or earlier partnerships don’t matter) and they have to impersonate them to Will Buxton, the twist? It’s timed, whatever impersonation takes the shortest time for Will to identify wins.

Pros: would be funny, could push drivers to hang out more, would be nice long-form content, doesn’t require all drivers in same place at once

Cons: Will loves himself some exposition, could take a while

-Dogeball- Need I say more? Watching 20 adult men out for blood in an iconic gymclass game, who wouldn’t want to watch?

Pros: Would be silly, super cool to do near a break or something

Cons: drivers will get mad, could result in some minor injuries(bruises) from getting to into it, would be a hassle to get all the drivers together at once

[shipcestuous]

I am once again thinking of and dying over Doom's John and Sam because how could I not when they have a shared traumatic past, a current complicated but never not ride-or-die relationship, an obligatory scene where she avers her absolute faith and trust in who he is that she absolutely knows he makes up the one percent that becomes superhuman instead of a monster once injected with the chemical or gene serum or whatever that wiped out an entire advanced extraterrestrial civilization because of said sweeping odds that whoever takes it becomes a senseless homicidal monster, and in a movie where every single person dies and is actually called freaking Doom while they share the name Grimm (and yes it's indeed poetic here to make the shout-out to the Grim Reaper), they two are the only two people that survive and he carries her in his arms from the depths, the abyss, to the surface, to freedom and open air, from the darkness of the underground, of death and the monstrous, to the light of the surface, the sky, survival and life and a long awaited reconnection between the two.

Who will dare come tell me I couldn't have made someone who has never ever heard of Doom think I'm talking about a non-incestuous pairing written with romantic after romantic trope if I conveniently left out the part that they're siblings?

I'm also fighting with my brain because I have been listening to Little Mix's Monster In Me on repeat and the dialogue goes something lie this:

my brain: John x Sam.

me @ my brain: No, stop. It doesn't even make any sense. The whole point is John didn't turn into a monster.

my brain: John x Sam. Think about it. Think about the vibe. Think about the post-movie fics that never were because they're siblings and people are cowards.

me @ me: Yes, think about it. The monster in me loves the monster in you.

I would like to thank everyone who gave us this movie. Most canon incest doesn't hold a candle to the insanity of Grimmcest.

Most canon incest doesn't hold a candle to the insanity of Grimmcest.

Preach!

You made my day with this post. John and Sam are iconic and forever favorites and it should be obvious to anyone why if they've read what you wrote here.

This movie is such a treasure and such a perfect confluence of unlikely circumstances and qualities.

In 99 out of 100 universes, John and Sam were exes. And in this one glorious instance they were written as siblings and it's so beautiful.

[birbs89]

rambling about exe's I like

deciding to do this because I really want to and because I just want to let some energy out I always liked the idea of exe’s just something about turning a beloved icon into a murderous villain with a god complex is just so cool to me and I became even interested recently with the fandom growing tremendously in size and all the new exes that are being made I've been so happy that I even made my own exe as seen with that story draft I posted go check that out if you haven't already

tickle tipson | THE DAY EGGMAN WON draft (tumblr.com) but now to some exes I personally really like 

The first being starved Eggman or just starved for short I've always been fascinated since I first accidentally stumble onto him when the v2 of that sonic.exe fnf mod was released and people were talking about what exes that would be in the now canceled sonic.exe v3 witch I'm still sad about but back to our mobian eating doctor I love how he looks DuhDumbie_ the creator there art style is just so good for the character and how a lot of him is covered in shadow with his bright red skin after he ate a flicky and about that how his main objective is to hunt down every mobian and feast on their flesh it's actually really just creepy. this human turned mad with hunger for flesh and his lines like his popular one “I love that hedgehog” it's so creepy and rad and how his songs sound in the canned build of sonic.exe perfectly match him as a character.

And our second being the d-side exe crew

I've always liked them for being so unique and different from their original counterparts and there not just a change of species or color they have their own personality and also because they give mighty the armadillo some more popularity since he deserves it shout out to mighty the armadillo but back to this there songs are just tremendous there not just remixes their own songs and they portray the characters and their own vibe I guess you could call it that so good like with tenma his name having a different meaning in Japanese tenma meaning witch, demon, or evil spirit and I love his whole clown aesthetic he's just a funky clown Boi yknow and with god z I love how each of his different forms are older mascots of Sega before sonic was made and how he looks just every character in d-sides is great in their own right.

And some other ones combined in a section since I don't want to make this too long

First one being RE-RUN Always liked her since instead of coming from any of the sonic games she actually comes from a cartoon witch her and her boyfriend in the story were creating and just how her sonic/beast form looks like how it looks like its melting and like in old cartoons it can squish itself then bounce always found that very interesting 

and the second one being no more innocence or NMI for short his design is just so fascinating how his face kinda looks like a human skull and his human form its just so erie and his motivation to steal innocence is just so fascinating to me 

and third Mr. virtual or Mr. v for short I love his design it is just amazing and with him being inside of a virtual boy and how he slowly drives the player insane is just so rad to me and the rest of the exes that exist are just so good except any made by not so good people which I shall not mention.

credit to the owner of each exe and their art

starved eggman and his art:@DuhDumbie_

the d-side exe crew:@dastardlydeacon

RE-RUN and her art:@erickmaster101

no more innocence and his art:@DuhDumbie_

Mr. virtual and his art:@Snart_Studios

[underthecitysky]

IT was a real family affair when Stella McCartney showcased her autumn/winter collection at LIPA (Liverpool Institute for Performing Arts) yesterday. ECHO Features Editor Jane Haase had a front row seat ...

“GRANDAD,” shouted the little boy in delight as he ran over to the man in the grey suit with the flowery shirt who leant down and gave him a hug.

He might be one of the most famous men in the world but he was just grandad to the toddler who wanted a cuddle.

The McCartney clan were out in force for a special fashion show by Sir Paul’s designer daughter Stella, held just a few hours before the Beatles legend rocked a 36,000 strong crowd at Anfield.

Stella had chosen to unveil her autumn/winter collection at Lipa as a celebration of the city’s Capital of Culture year.

Her children – son Miller, three; 18-month-old daughter, Bailey, and four- month- old son, Beckett – were at the family event, joined by their excited cousin (lol, aunt), four-year-old Beatrice (Sir Paul’s daughter with ex-wife Heather Mills). When not sitting with her relatives the pretty blonde-haired youngster could be seen bouncing on her father’s lap.

Photographer Mike McCartney (Paul's brother), famed for his intimate portraits of The Beatles, was snapping away inside the auditorium.

On the front row were Sir Paul, with his son James on one side and Yoko Ono on the other. Next to her was George Harrison’s widow Olivia, who was in the city for a special tribute to her late husband at FACT on Friday night, as well as Beatles producer Sir George Martin.

They were being watched more than the models on stage by some members of the audience who had paid between £100 to £500 for a ticket for the event, with all proceeds going to LIPA. One keen female fan in the balcony even had her opera glasses out and trained on the A-listers.

Badges saying “Stella” with a shape of a heart and the words “L’Pool” below were given out at the entrance to guests who included Sir Peter Blake, who designed the iconic Sgt Pepper album cover, and number one WAG Coleen McLoughlin.The same message was spelled out in silver balloons suspended from the ceiling above the stage.

Liverpool singer Candie Payne, looking stunning in a thigh- skimming black mini dress, opened the afternoon show. The singer from West Derby obviously impressed Sir Paul who was spotted taking a picture of her on his mobile phone as she performed.

The fact this was no ordinary fashion showcase was evident when the models took to the catwalk. Instead of strutting their stuff these statuesque visions in dresses of varying hues of blue, grey, black and taupe played musical chairs while tottering about in what looked like 7ins platform wedges.

Amid laughter from the 380 seater auditorium, they entered into the spirit of fun as they battled it out to the thumping beat of That’s Not Your name by the Ting Tings.

As balloons descended onto the stage (with “Uncle Mike” retrieving a heart-shaped one for Beatrice) Stella appeared with a present for the winning model and thanked everyone for coming.

She joked: “I seem to have 50,000 members of my family still in this city.”

And proud dad Sir Paul, wearing his trademark suit and trainers and a Stella badge, shouted out: “Three cheers for Stella.”

Before heading off to her father’s Liverpool Sound concert with the rest of the family, Stella explained why it was important to showcase her new fashion range at LIPA, which was co-founded by Sir Paul in 1996 in the grounds of his old school, The Liverpool Institute.

She said: “It’s been a great day, especially with the concert tonight.

“I wanted to do something for LIPA because it’s my dad’s old school and I’m very proud of what he’s done here and the way he’s made the school survive.

“This show was a lot of fun and it’s great to hold it in the Capital Culture year and do my bit for the city.”

Describing her collection as “naturally sexy, naturally confidant and modern”, she added: “I don’t design for one particular woman, but I try to pick up what I think is happening around me and on the streets.

“I don’t get a chance to spend much time in Liverpool but I think Liverpool can compete with other cities.”

And what does the acclaimed fashion designer, who counts Madonna and Gwyneth Paltrow as pals as well as clients, think of Liverpool girls’ style?

“I think they are great but I would say that because I’ve got a bit of Liverpool in me,” she laughed.

The Scouse gliterrati were out in force yesterday. Former Emmerdale star Sheree Murphy, wife of footballer Harry Kewell, was there along with friends, Cricket owner and ECHO columnist Justine Mills and celebrity stylist Lorraine McCullough.

Coronation Street star Alison King, who plays Carla Connor, was among the guests as was Radio City presenter Pete Price.

Dance group Flava, who were semi finalists in the TV show Britain’s Got Talent, also performed at the event.

Stella had said she had wanted to do her bit for the city in Capital of Culture year. I think the McCartney clan certainly did that yesterday.

Text copied from ohnotheydidnt on livejournal here

[inutaffy]

riverdale recap. didnt live blog this part my bad

kurtz fuckinf died. RIP MY GREASY JUNKIE BABE. he got killed by the gargoyle king

gladys (jugheads mom) left town. one bc she put jellybean in danger with the whole drug trade thing ans two bc FP foudn out about it and hes. Peeved. and the sheriff so. she's disappearing for a bit she says.

black hood, betty's dad faked his death. came back only to be shot by penelope blossom during a game she put on to prove that betty/jughead/archie/veronica were just as dark as the rest of the town. they weren't.

oh yeah penelope blossom is the gargoyle king

hiram lodge got fucjing arrrested. for illegal gambling and the like.

hermione lodge got arrested bc hiram told the police that she tried to kill him. twice

junior prom happened ans betty was attacked by the black hood (this happened obviously before she was killed)

cheryl wasn't allowed to be prom queen bc of some stupid farmie rule (cult behavior) something something the one become many the many one. idk. anyway she was pissed about it. as she should be shout out my egoistical lesbian icon

oh yeah hiram got arrested bc when he "sold" pops chock lit shop veronica, he actually tricked her. he kept the deed and gave her a fake so she was In Fact. putting money back into his pocket. she got pissed about that brought the fbi in to get him caught in the act and staged this whole thing.

hiram also literallt almost killed a teenager in the ring over some stupid shit. grown ass 50 yr old man literallt threw the ref and said "THIS ENDS NOW‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️" like fuck dude calm down hes 17

speaking of archie, hes in his regular self destructive tendencies he tried to fight 2 fights in the same day AFTER losing 6 pounds of weight. crazy shit.

oh yeah the whole prom thing they all dressed up as medieval times and betty had to be crowned prom queen bc she's. the gryphon queen or some shit and in the gargoyle king's gospel it said that the gryphon queen's coronation would bring about the gargoyle king arrival blah blah.

right like i said about the black hood attacking betty at prom? that was bc she received a note saying she needs to go see the king immediately, before the crowning. something blah blah if you say something everyone will die. and then she almost died.

also to escape, hal cooper, the black hood. cut his hand off and threw it on the burning transfer bus (he was supposed to be going to another prison. betty literallt thoight he escaped as soon as she heard because he specfically asked her to help him get transfered to a facility in riverdale.) to make everyone believe he was dead. so he h. so he had. so he had a hook for a hand.

he also killed like 5 other people at prom before trying for betty. all while the juniors were in the gym

after the black hood scare, she went to her mom, who's with the farm whos been using the old "Sisters Of Quiet Mercy" building for their uses. basically they're an ex nun group who did bad mental health services. and also part orphanage. ANYWAY after the black hood scare betty decided to stay with her mom in the cultish farm facility.

[lala1267]

The girl down the road (Part two).

Summary: ever since you had started seeing Elvis, your ex-besties had given you a hard time, it was time to show them who owns this bitch.

Warnings: fighting, blood, naked body?

Ever since I had that date with Elvis, my heart would constantly ache for the man. He was so dreamy, sexy and godly. He was an angel. I loved him so much that my heart was bleeding, life without him was boring. I was desperate to see him again, but we hadn't seen or even called eachover since our date that was two weeks ago! I thought that the man didn't want me, I was sure that he didn't want me (let's be realistic, what grown man is going to date a seventeen year old?). We had each over's numbers, but I hadn't heard the telephone ring at all.

It was another morning. I got up and began to get ready. I wore a small pink skirt and white tank top that was slightly covered by my small pink cardigan. I also wore small white heels that were dotted with expensive rhinestones. I left my hair down and added two braids that were held up by small, coulerfull butterfly clips. I packed my bag, grabbed my toast, and headed out of the door to go to college. As I walked confidently, all I could think about was Elvis and the way his lips felt on mine. I missed him dearly, but I had just accepted that he might not be into youngers. I walked with elegance and confidence, I was stunning, and my skin was glowing. As I walked past the groups of boys that waited outside of the school gates, I heard them whistle and holler at me. But I also heard something that wasn't whistling and hollering, I heard one of them shout,

"Ya enjoy that kiss with Elvis!?" My heart skipped a beat as I paused my walking. How did they know? I slowly turned around to check if I just heard that right.

"How do you know about that?" I said as I grew more and more worried.

"Don't be stupid, you were on a date with the King, and you didn't think there would be paparazzi?" He asked as him and his friends laughed.

"Is he your 'daddy' now?" One of them asked in a sly tone. If the boys knew, that meant that everyone knew that I went on a date with a guy who was old enough to be my father. This wasn't a good look for me or Elvis.

As I walked into my class, I could already feel the energy shift, I felt everyone's eyes on me. Even my teacher shook her head in disgust. I awkwardly walked over to my seat as the silence deafened me. I sat down and pulled my equipment out. Finally, the teacher broke the silence by rambling about homework that was due today. I heard whispers coming from behind me,

"She's dating an old man." One of my ex-bestfriends said. I ignored it, I wasn't petty like them. The whispers continued to echo down my ear. I felt a few strands of my hair get tugged, and a few small bits of paper get thrown at me. I went from being the school's icon to being the girl that everyone picks on. I felt my tears form, not from sadness but from anger. I felt my fists turn white from clenching them so hard. A tear drop streamed down my face, I was quick to wipe it away.

"Aww, look, she's crying." I heard a voice whisper from behind me. I wanted to hold the bitches heads under water. I wanted to slaughter them like animals. They were the most cruel and vile human beings to exist. I couldn't take it anymore. I sprinted out of the classroom as I tried to hide my tears from the eyes that watched me. I heard my teacher shout,

"Where on earth do you think you're going, young lady?!" I ignored her as I ran out of the door. I ran until I got to the bathroom stalls. I opened the door and slammed it shut as I sat on the toilet seat. Head in my hands as I cried. I pulled my hair and kicked the walls. I was filled with rage and fury. I couldn't believe I let the bitches talk about me like that.

"Oh, I hate them, I hate everyone and everything!" I yelled through my teeth that were grinding down on eachover. I was ready to kill someone. I was quickly silenced by the bell, signalling that it is lunch time. I got my act toughether and did my hair. I applied my makeup and fixed myself up to look presentable. I couldn't let them get away, not this time. I had to put an end to their ridiculing and bullying.

I walked out of the stall like nothing happened. I strutted towards the cantine. My eyes were dark as I scanned the hall, looking for the little rats. I spotted them, all three of them. I was a strong girl. They were weak girls, and they didn't stand a chance. I stomped towards them, I felt my heart beat, and I could hear my blood boil. My fists unclenched so that i could tie my hair back. I ran up to them and started going insane. I grabbed their hair and punched their face. I did everything I possibly could, and it felt damn good. I watched as two of them fell to the floor after my blows. It was only me and Amy left. I attacked her like an animal. I pulled her down to the ground and repeatedly landed heavy punches right between her eyes. Her nose was bloody, and so were my nuckles. I carried on beating her nearly unconscious. Her eyelids began to shut, and her breathing slowed. I felt large hands grab me to pull me away, but I still had a strong grip on her hair. As I let go, a chunk of hair was left in my bloody hand.

"Don't ever fucking mess with me again bitch!" I screamed.

"Try the fuck again and you won't be awake next time, your lucky I'm being held back bitch!" I yelled as I looked at their pathetic figures struggling to get up of the now blood red floor. I knew my job was done, but I didn't want to stop until I felt their heartbeats stop. I would've killed the girls if I wasn't stopped.

"Next time I see you I will kill you!" I shouted as I was being pulled away.

"Ya won't be screaming like a crazy bitch when I get my lawyer on your ass for threatening me!" One of them shouted to me.

"Tell him it's a promise not a threat bitch!" I said as I was pulled away.

My head started to spin as I realised what had just happened. There was a huge crowd around me, and in the corner of my eye, I saw a few paparazzi lurking outside on the campus, snapping pictures. In that moment I felt my heart sink into my stomach, it turned a stone cold grey. The crowd's yelling echoed through my ears. The teachers pulled me forcefully as I struggled to get away.

They dragged me all the way into the principles office. They pushed me down onto the chair before leaving the room. It was just me and the principal now. My hair was messy, mascara ran down my face, blood on my face, nuckles, and clothes. I was mess. I stared deeply and coldly into the principal's eyes. He broke the silence.

"I am so disappointed in you, do you know what you've done?!" He yelled.

"Yes I do, and I would do it all again if I could!" I yelled back. His eyes went dark as he sat up and cleared his voice.

"Our school will have the worst reputation, because of you." My eyes widened in shock.

"All you care about if your fucking reputation and not me, your god damn student!?" I yelled.

"Don't use that language around me lil girl! I ain't one of you little freinds!"

"Damn right you aren't, and ya never will be, you fuckin' dick!" I screamed as I stormed out of the room. I ran out of the college gates and onto the road. I was in tears, and I looked like a mess. As I was on the road, I heard a car beep loudly before breaking fast. I stood in shock with my eyes closed. I slowly opened them to see that a pink Cadillac that almost ran me over. I furrowed my brows as I tried to see who the driver was. My face dropped when I saw who it was. It was Elvis. More tears just escaped my eyes as I saw him. Memories of him crowded my already foggy mind. I watched his figure step put of the car and run towards me. He Instantly pulled me into a tight hug as he repeatedly asked me,

"What happened? Are ya ok, honey?" I just cried and screamed into his arms until I couldn't anymore. He walked me to the passenger seat and sat me in the car. He got back into the drivers seat and started the car. He drove whilst he held onto my thigh tightly.

"Don't worry, you can explain everything when we get to my house." He sped to his home, Graceland. It only took five minutes since he lived near my school. Once we arrived he got out of the car and picked me up. He carried me inside the well furnished home. He sat me down on the sofa in his lavish living room. He sat down next to me.

"Tell me what happened, sweetie." He said in a comforting voice. I let out a breathy sigh before explaining everything to him, without missing a detail. He cupped my face before planting a kiss on my soft lips.

"Those bitches had it coming, you did nothing wrong." I smiled as his hands tangled in my messy hair. He giggled at the state of me.

"Ya look so fucked up but it's sexy." He looked my bloody body up and down as he smiled. He lifted my hands up to reveal my blood-dried nuckles.

"We gotta take care of these." He said as he examined them. He lifted me up and took me upstairs. We arrived at his bedroom. He placed me on the silk bed as he stood infront of my small figure.

"I'm gonna put ya in a bath, and these dirty clothes gotta come off." I simply nodded. He bent down towards me and began to lift my white tank top, which was now stained with blood. My bare chest was revealed to Elvis. He sneakily checked me out before he continued to take off my skirt. I giggled before speaking.

"Elvis, you're not slick, I saw that." I said. He laughed as he continued to undress me. I was now naked in front of a 35 year old man, wow. He walked over to the bathroom and turned the bath tap on. He walked back into the room and sat next to my naked figure. He didn't hesitate to plant a kiss on my red lips. His large hands explored my body as I explored his. He carresed me and teased me until the bath was full. He pulled away.

"Your bath is full." He said with a huge grin plastered on his smug face. I just giggled as he took my hand and led me into his luxurious bathroom. I stepped into the warm bubble bath. My body was wet and glistening. Elvis looked at me in awe before he began to wash me with soap and a sponge. I felt like a princess. I wanted to be here forever.

"Why didn't you call me since our date?" I asked innocently. He looked into my glistening eyes before using his voice.

"I'm a famous singer honey, I'm a very busy man." He stated. My face dropped.

"So you don't have time for me? Look I don't wanna be one of your 'side chiks' Elvis." I said in a bitchy manner. I could be a bitch to anyone, even to Elvis because I am Dahlia Jean after all. Elvis cupped my face.

"Look, I really wanna get to know you more, and I'm sorry if ya feel like that, but I really can't do anything... unless."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you come on tour with me?" He asked as he gave me his best puppy eyes. I couldn't say no (not like I was going to anyway).

"YES!" I squealed in pure joy. Elvis jumped as I yelled.

"Ok honey, no need for shouting." He said as he giggled.

I guess it was safe to say that I loved this man.