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groundzerobakugo · 5 years

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absent // k. bakugou

gender in this imagine will be female. if you wish for me to create this with male or genderneutral pronouns please feel free to send a message my way. i would be happy to help!

word count: 3.6k

summary: a big ass misunderstanding that leads to hella angst and an ending off fluff.

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if he’d done something, he didn’t know what. all of the sudden, his favorite person in the world had began fading away from him. it started with canceling hangouts, and then fewer syllable texts, and then never answering or returning his calls. and he was hurt, and he was confused, and he was upset—you had dropped out of his life without warning.

bakugou katsuki didn’t have many friends. none that he would claim, anyway. of course, there was shitty hair and sometimes he’d admit that discount pikachu was an acquaintance.

but the one constant, the one he never denied was his friend, the one annoying piece of shit he could never live without was you. you hanging off his shoulder as he tried to study. you shoving him in the middle of an intense video game so you could win the upper hand. you sneaking into his room late at night when the world seemed too much.

and then you just up and disappeared.

the phone started ringing, and the blond anxiously held it up to his ear. he felt fidgety, out of place in his own room, and he paced from wall to wall.

he was in love with you, the icing on the cake. kami, bakugou didn’t know when it started. you were still an annoying pest like the rest of them, just a bit of a step up, but at some point, you stopped being so annoying. he began to crave those late night moments with just the two of you, when you’d weaseled your way into his room to bug him when he should have been sleeping. and he could hear your laugh and see your smile, a private show just for him.

it continued to ring. he plopped down on his bed and drummed his fingers along his thigh. still ringing. he let out an annoyed sigh and stood.

he didn’t even get to talk to you during class. you’d make it there just before the bell rang for class to start, and you booked it out just as the bell rang for class to end. you’d disappear during break and lunch, the blond unable to find you in the lunchroom, in the hallways, even on that damn roof you liked to hideout on. you hid from him during hero practices, and if he tried to talk to you, you blew him off and–

“hey!”

bakugou jumped. “(name), i–“

“sorry i missed your call. leave a message, and–”

bakugou hung up and threw his phone on the bed, but it missed and hit the wall, cracked as it fell down the space between his bed and the wall he shared with kirishima. he ran his hand through his unkempt hair in frustration, and he growled a loud goddammit!

there was a knock at the door, the shadow of someone standing in front of it showing through the crack under the door. for half a second, he had the mind to tell whoever it was to fuck off, but against his judgement he begrudgingly opened the door.

shitty hair stood at the door with his usual carefree smile. “hey, bakugou! some of us are going down to the arcade, did you wanna come with? i know it’s not your scene, but figured i ask anyway!”

bakugou grunted, mulling it over. yeah, he’d rather stay in than deal with the rest of the fuckasses, but what else did he have to do? the one person he cared for the most had gone missing in action. so, he shrugged, “sure, not like i’m busy.”

kirishima’s grin widened, and the two headed downstairs, meeting up with the rest of the so-called bakusquad and walking out to the arcade.

at some point, kaminari and sero were started playing some stupid first-person shooting game, kirishima cheering them on and ashido calling out every single target for them to hit. bakugou had stood off to the side; he was leaning on the wall, arms crossed over his chest, face pulled into a scowl.

it didn’t matter if he just got there. he wanted to go back to the dorms the moment he stepped into the arcade. it didn’t feel right to be at the arcade with the other fuckasses without your stupid ass.

without you calling “versus against the winner,” without your pout when you lost against sero, without your cute ass grin when you won against kaminari, without you constantly begging for bakugou to win you a stuffed animal from the crane game because he’s the best crane game player in the whole world.

“–ey, bakugou?”

he blinked. sero was waving a hand in front of his face. “the fuck do you want, plain face?”

“we were gonna go get some food, asked if you wanted to come, but you were, like, spaced out and shit,” sero replied.

bakugou pushed himself off the wall. “i’m going back to the dorms.”

ashido pouted, “awh, why?”

he glared. “because i’m fucking tired.”

“yeah, say what you want, it’s probably because you’re depressed that (name) got a boyfriend,” kaminari said casually, checking his phone.

if looks could kill, that damn discount pikachu would have perished in his spot. bakugou had started to stomp towards the stupid fuck, but shitty hair was quick to step in between the two.

“hey, hey, let’s handle this like men,” he said quickly.

bakugou’s glare turned towards the redhead. “fuck off, shitty hair, and fuck you, sparky. i don’t give a fuck if (name) got some stupid boyfriend. it’s her own damn life to live, and i don’t give a damn about it. now, i’m fucking going home.”

he stomped off out of the arcade.

what the fuck did he fucking care if you fucking had a damn, shitty, fucking, stupid ass boyfriend? big fucking deal! it wasn’t like he even had a damn fucking chance with you anyway. you were too fucking beautiful, too fucking smart, too fucking kind, too fucking soft. you were the fucking sun and the goddamn moon and the stupid ass stars. and him? bakugou was the fucking, goddamn, stupid ass dirt compared to you.

it was just before school, when bakugou was switching his shoes in the locker room and grabbing the right textbooks he needed for class. it had been a late night, he’d been studying into the wee hours of the morning just to keep his mind off of you.

you stared at the blond from the safety of your own locker, heart caught in your throat.

you’d wanted nothing more than to walk over and act like nothing had happened between you two. act like you weren’t dating someone you didn’t even like. act like you weren’t being forced to stay away from your best friend because you decided it best so you wouldn’t get hurt.

maybe you’d been staring for too long, but suddenly, the blond had glanced over at you, his crimson eyes locking with your (eye color) ones. it startled you, and you quickly looked away, a blush on your cheeks and heart skipping a beat.

all you wanted was your best friend, the one you annoyed to no end, the one you talked all night with, the one you were in love with.

an arm snaked around your waist, and you jumped, turning to see your boyfriend.

akiyama kiyoshi—sweet and thoughtful and everything anyone in your school could ever want in a significant other. he was someone you’d met during a school clean up, from the general studies course and one of shinsou’s friends. he had a decent quirk, and while he didn’t aspire to be a number one hero, he expressed his desires to help people when he graduated yuuei.

“morning!” he smiled, placing a chaste kiss to your cheek.

you mustered up a carefree smile. “good morning!”

a locker slammed behind you, and bakugou stormed by.

the smile faded ever so slightly on your face as you watched him disappear up the stairs.

“everything okay?” akiyama asked.

you blinked, looking back at him.

how much longer could you hold up the façade that you weren’t dying on the inside? the boy in front of you meant absolutely nothing compared to the hothead asshole that you loved, that you pushed away.

the boy in front of you sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “you know, (name), you don’t have to date me if you don’t want to.”

“wh-what?” you stammered. “what makes you think i–”

“i can see the way you look at him,” he replied. “bakugou, from your class.”

“i don’t... i...,” but the words jammed in your mouth.

you couldn’t say you didn’t like bakugou, as much as you wanted to. because you did like bakugou. sometimes, it felt like you even loved him.

akiyama smiled, soft and with a hint of sadness. “it’s okay, (name). i... i had a feeling you liked him, even when i asked you out. i risked that chance, and while i would love to continue this, i can see it pains you.”

you looked to the floor. “sorry, akiyama-kun.”

“don’t worry about it. i’ll see you around, okay?”

the boy turned away from you and headed up the same stairs bakugou had gone up just a few minutes prior.

your vision grew blurry with tears.

it felt like a weight had been lifted from your chest, but despite that, an overwhelming sense of urgency to leave filled you. you didn’t want to have to see bakugou after akiyama broke up with you. you couldn’t deal with that. hell, he probably didn’t want anything to do with you anymore, not after the way you just blocked him out of your life like that.

“good morning, (name)-chan!” uraraka greeted as she saw you standing alone at your locker.

you turned to her. “tell aizawa-sensei i’m not feeling well, please.” and you brushed past her, heading back towards the dorms.

the girl watched you leave with her brows knitted in confusion. she had half a mind to go after you and ask what was wrong, but aizawa-sensei would kill her if she was late to class again. so uraraka switched out her shoes and jogged to class, texting you an i hope you’re okay, let me know if you need to talk message before going inside.

tsuyu waved at her upon seeing the brunette make it to class on time, and the girl headed towards the frog girl with a worried expression on her face.

“did you talk to (name) this morning?” uraraka asked.

but the green-haired girl shook her head. “nuh-uh. is everything okay with her, kero?”

uraraka pursed her lips. “i’m not sure. she didn’t say much, she–”

“you’re not in class for chitchat. uraraka, get to your seat,” aizawa said from the front of the room. he scanned the room, eyes locking on your empty seat. “anyone know where (last name) is?”

the brunette raised her hand. “she said she wasn’t feeling well, sensei.”

the man simply shrugged. “make sure she gets the notes from today’s class then.”

bakugou looked over at uraraka when aizawa turned his back to the class, his brow furrowed. he’d just seen you in the locker room with that stupid dumb boyfriend of yours. you didn’t look sick, so what the fuck happened after he left?

...

the day passed by in a blur for you. holed up in your dorm room with the lights off and music softly playing through your headphones. you were laid underneath a pile of blankets, curled up on your bed and thoughts swirling together of what had happened and of a certain blond-haired individual.

how were you supposed to face bakugou tomorrow? he probably already suspected something happened with you and akiyama. he saw you at the shoe lockers; you two made eye contact from kami’s sake! he’d know something was up the moment uraraka said you were suddenly sick. and–wait.

you paused.

bakugou wouldn’t care. bakugou didn’t give a damn about why he saw you at the shoe lockers and then didn’t see you in class. he probably didn’t even notice you were missing. and why should he notice? why should he care after the way you’d treated him? after blocking him out of your life for no reason that he would ever know about.

the realization, while it made you relieved, it also depressed you to think about.

you sat up and sighed, the sound wavering and shaky. the sun had long since set in the sky, and the moon had taken over. it was most likely late at night, too late for anyone else to be awake. you’d passed the entire day in the safety of your blankets, and you could have stayed in there a until the end of time had it not been for your grumbling stomach.

the hallways were cold as you made your way to the elevator. it was deadly silent, not even a peep from ashido’s room where she usually had music playing while she studied. it took a minute, but the elevator finally reached your floor, and you took it all the way down to the common area.

it was dark, and you held your hands out blindly in front of you, feeling your way to the kitchen. finally finding it, you flicked the light on and headed for the pantry. there wasn’t much, but you grabbed a small snack and a box of peppermint tea; somehow, the tea always made you feel better and refreshed. you turned and walked into the kitchen to turn on the kettle.

“if you’re sick, you shouldn’t be up so late, (name)-kun,” a voice said.

you jumped and spun around, stifling a scared gasp. “ki-kiri-kun.”

“unless you’re not sick.”

you gulped. “i-i, uh....”

the redhead gave you a gentle smile. “relax. i’m not here to confront you or anything. it’s your business as to why you skipped class.”

you opened your mouth to speak, but he beat you to it.

“you should really talk to bakugou, though,” he said. “some shit went down today, and things happened.”

your eyes widened. “what happened?”

but kirishima shrugged. “that’s something to ask bakugou. i’m gonna get some water, but i think you know where his room is.”

“i do,” a lump appeared in your throat. “but, i have to ask. is... is he mad at me at all?”

kirishima laughed. “bakugou? he could never be mad at you. good luck, i hope everything works out.”

your brows furrowed. “what do you mean by that?”

“nothing. you’ll see.”

he watched as you made your way towards the boys’ elevator, and he waved at you as the doors shut and you began your ascent to the third floor.

it had taken you a few minutes to gather the courage in the elevator. you stood in front of bakugou’s door, heart hammering in your chest. something had happened today, something while you weren’t at school, something that had to do with bakugou. you were worried. what if he got hurt in a mock battle or he overdid it with his quirk again?

the anxiety became too much, and you knocked softly at his door.

no answer.

you knocked again, this time louder, in case he was asleep but just quietly enough not to wake anyone else up.

again, no answer.

you took a deep breath and placed your ear at the door to listen if he was even awake at this hour. there was the distant hum of music, but it was a bit late and bakugou went to bed pretty early.

“bakugou?” you whispered. “bakugou-kun, it’s me.”

but still there was no answer.

you had half a mind to try jiggling the handle to see if he’d locked the door, but you knew that it would be. he always slept with the door locked. kaminari was too infamous for pulling pranks, and he was the only one stupid enough to try one on bakugou much to midoriya’s anxiety. so, you turned away from the door.

kirishima passed you on your way back to the elevator, noticing your dejected expression.

“he’s asleep,” you said and hit the button for the common room.

kirishima knew better though, and he entered his own room, knocking on the wall he shared with bakugou. when he didn’t get a knock back, he knocked again, harder, but unlike you, he knew that the other guys were too heavy of sleepers to hear knocking on the walls. he’d found that out when bakugou had blasted an explosion at him at three am for waking him up, and no one else had heard the following morning.

“hey, bakugou!” he called into the wall. he leaned against it, listening for a sound. “oi, bro, wake up!”

there was the distant sound of shuffling, and then a half-assed knock. “what the fuck do you want, shitty hair?!” it was muffled through the wall, but kirishima heard it clear as day.

“(name) wanted to talk to you,” he called back. “she might have gone back to–”

a door slammed shut, and kirishima leaned back into his bed. his work was done.

bakugou stormed down the hall and impatiently continued to press the down button for the elevator, tapping his foot. it took its damn sweet time, but the moment the doors open, he switched to impatiently continuing to hit the button for the common room until the doors shut.

while it felt like years, the elevator finally fucking got to the bottom floor, and bakugou hurried out and into the common room. but, his step faltered as he noticed you curled up with a blanket on the couch, head propped up on your arm, resting on the armrest.

you noticed the movement out of the corner of your eye, and you turned to see bakugou. your heart jumped to your throat. “ba-bakugou-kun, are you okay?” you sat up, looking him over in the dim lighting. he didn’t look hurt, but recovery girl did work miracles sometimes.

he stomped over with his eyes narrowed. “where were you? why the fuck weren’t you in class today? and don’t say you were sick because i know you fucking weren’t.”

immediately, you could feel the panic coming on, the fear of confessing everything to him, as you suddenly couldn’t seem to stop shaking and your heartbeat sped up and the air become thinner as your breaths became shorter from being put on the spot.

now or never.

“i-i-i, well, i....” it unraveled. “akiyama broke up with me today because i don’t like him and never really liked him, and he knew that when he asked me out, but he still wanted to try anyway, and then, like, he saw me staring at you today when you left for class, and he was like, i know that you're in love with bakugou, so you should go be with him rather than stay unhappy with me.

“so he broke up with,” you hiccuped, “with me because i’m in love with you, but i can’t because you’re my best friend, but i can’t be your best friend because i’m in love with you, and i know that you don’t return the feelings, which is why i distanced myself because–”

you were interrupted by a pair of soft lips crashing into yours, and your mind went blank. was bakugou fucking katsuki fucking kissing you?! but, before you could even think to kiss back, he pulled away with a smirk.

“you know, you can be such a fucking idiot,” he laughed, soft and quiet, like no one else was supposed to hear. “this all could have been fucking avoided if you’d just talked to me, dumbass. if you’d just fucking talked to me, you wouldn’t have had to avoid me, nor would you have had to gone out with that stupid punk, nor would you have had to skip school,” he said. “if you’d just fucking talked to me we would have already been fucking dating.”

you blinked with wide eyes. “i... you... we... we kissed.”

“we did.”

“we should do it again, i wasn’t ready.”

“we can,” he said. “but only if you promise not to fucking pull that shit again.”

a blush spread across your cheeks. “i promise, so please just fucking kiss me already.”

and without another word he did. the sweet scent of burnt sugar filled your senses again, and you wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer, his lips soft and inviting. you kissed back with fervor, and his arms wound themselves around your waist.

you pulled back, catching your breath and resting your forehead against his. “so, we’re... dating, right?”

“of course we’re fucking dating, dumbass.”

“good.”

“okay,” you smiled. but, then the smile faded as you suddenly remembered what kirishima had said earlier. “hey, baku-kun?”

“hmm?” he’d rested his head on your shoulder.

“kirishima said something happened today,” you said. “so... what happened?”

bakugou went rigid. “nothing of importance.”

“are you sure?”

“yes, i’m damn sure.”

“just checking.” a moment of silence passed. “hey, baku-kun?”

“...what?” he grunted. “m’trying to sleep.”

you laughed quietly. “nothing, never mind. goodnight.”

“night....”

after everyone had found you two in the common room and woken you up, you’d found out what had happened.

bakugou thought akiyama had done something and went off in a rage, pinning him against a wall and demanding to know what was wrong with you. scared the poor boy shitless into admitting that you didn’t like akiyama anyway and liked somebody else. that somebody else being the blond.

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...okay listen, ik yall are probably sick of all the angsty shit i post and ik ive been posting some kinda sad shit with unsatisfactory endings, but im sorry. still trying to get back into the swing of things. next fic will definitely be fluffier and happier. bakugou just radiates angst for me so

also! please let me know what you guys think. i love reading tags or replies to my lil one-shot fics, and it makes me sad when no one gives me feedback.

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deadpan-snarker · 4 years

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notes in a bottle (open heart, male!mc/rafael fic)

I channeled my Raf-related angst into a fluffy getting-back-together fic. Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/23578240 or here below the cut!

It had been a week since he had heard from Rafael, and Casey was getting increasingly worried. Clearly being suspended from work had no impact on his tendency toward self-sacrifice, and the longer the radio silence continued, the more concerned Casey became that Rafael had bravely, stupidly, thrown himself head-first into another life-or-death situation. His only comfort came from the fact that Danny claimed to have seen him walking through the hospital a few days prior, presumably for another meeting with his supervisor. But it wasn’t like Rafael to ignore Casey’s texts, or anyone’s, for that matter. Bryce and Ethan said he hadn’t shown up for their morning workouts recently, and they had only received a message from Rafael after the first missed session, which said that he was sorry but he was too busy to attend.

Today was their day off, and Casey and his roommates were sprawled on the living room furniture, playing video games and chatting, the windows open to let in a light breeze. Though nothing could fully distract from his concern over Rafael, Casey was enjoying the mindless chitchat and relentless button-mashing, and the comfort of his roommates’ presence.

He was in the kitchen keeping an eye on some microwave popcorn when the doorbell rang, and he heard Sienna call “I’ll get it!” Expecting Bryce, Casey was surprised when Sienna let out an “Oh!” immediately followed by a scoff from Jackie.

“Hey, man!” Elijah was greeting the visitor as Casey poured the popcorn into a bowl. He stepped around the corner into the living room and nearly dropped the bowl at the sight of a sheepish-looking Rafael at the door. The relief that flooded through him nearly made his knees buckle, and he set the popcorn down before it could make a mess. “Rafael! You’re okay!”

“Yeah, umm…” His gaze flitted around the room. Five pairs of eyes were fixed on him, awaiting an explanation. In the end, he looked to Casey when he spoke. “I’m sorry for worrying you. All of you,” he added, shooting a quick glance at Casey’s roommates before turning back to him. “It was wrong of me not to reply to you guys, but I was…uhh…” he seemed to falter under the intensity of everyone’s stares. “Casey, can we talk? In private?”

“Yeah,” Casey said quickly, catching Aurora putting her hand over Jackie’s mouth in the corner of his vision. “Yeah, let’s go outside.”

They walked out of the apartment and around the corner of the building in silence. A low stone wall ran along one side of the complex, and Casey sat down on it. Rafael followed suit, leaving a few feet of space between them.

“So,” Casey said. “I’m really glad to see you’re in one piece. I thought maybe…something had happened to you.”

“I’m so sorry, Casey. I didn’t mean for you to worry about me. I just needed some time to myself. I…” He looked down at the weathered grass, scuffing his shoe against it before returning his gaze to meet Casey’s. “I broke up with Sora.”

Casey blinked, taken aback. “You did?”

“Yeah.”

“What happened?”

Rafael hesitated, and Casey backpedaled. “You don’t have to tell me, of course. You don’t owe me an explanation—"

“No, Casey, I want to tell you. But before I do, I need you to know that I don’t expect anything from you, okay? I’m so glad we’re still friends. I don’t want anything to change that.”

Casey shook his head, not at all daring to hope, even though his heart was racing in his chest. “Me either.”

Rafael smiled, but it was tight, almost pained. “Sora was my first love. When he left—it tore me apart. At home, at work, I was always surrounded by people, and they were wonderful, but somehow, without him, I was still lonely. My work was fulfilling, my family was supportive, but there was something missing. And then I met this doctor, and I saw the way he truly cared about his patients, and his friends, and making everyone feel comfortable and welcome, even though he was putting in 80-hour weeks and competing for this prestigious fellowship.” His expression softened. “And I didn’t feel lonely anymore.”

Casey swallowed past a lump in his throat. “Raf…what are you trying to say?”

“Casey, my feelings for you never went away. I just—when Sora moved back, and we started talking again, it seemed like everything could go back to the way it was when we were young, almost like nothing had changed. And for a while, it was good. It felt right, in a…I don’t know, a cosmic sort of way. Like it was fate, or something. But…” he trailed off.

“But what?” Casey prompted gently.

Rafael met his eyes. He looked as determined as he did when he was on the job, and Casey was almost taken aback by the intensity of his gaze. “But I realized that it was impossible for our relationship to be the same as it had been. Because things had changed. I…meeting you changed me, Casey. And it wasn’t fair to Sora or to myself to pretend like it hadn’t.” He took a deep breath, then released it in a long sigh. “Whew. I’m glad that’s out there.”

Casey opened his mouth to reply, then closed it again. There were so many things he wanted to say, and he didn’t know where to start.

Rafael seemed to take his hesitance as a dismissal, and cleared his throat before beginning to stand up. “Well, thanks for—”

“Raf, wait.” Casey grabbed his hand and pulled him back down to sit on the wall again. Neither of them made any move to let go of the other’s hand. “This is a lot to take in; just give me a second to collect my thoughts.”

Rafael nodded and stayed silent, chewing on his bottom lip. Casey closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and counted to three, just as one of his favorite patients had taught him. When he opened his eyes, Rafael was still there, wearing a soft, hopeful expression and holding his hand. Casey smiled at him. He knew what he wanted to say.

“I won’t lie: watching you with Sora was painful for me. And then seeing you all the time at work, having you over our apartment…it was tough. But I can understand why you thought you should try again. And I can definitely understand why Sora did.” Casey grinned as Rafael blushed and shook his head. “But Raf, meeting you changed me, too. You made me a better doctor and a better person. And if you want to try this—us—again…that’s what I want, too.”

“Thank you,” Rafael said softly. He squeezed Casey’s hand and Casey squeezed back, both of them smiling wide. Rafael brought his other hand up to run his thumb gently over Casey’s jawline, and Casey leaned into the touch, closing his eyes.

“Casey?” Rafael asked softly after a moment.

“Hmm?”

“Please tell me I can kiss you.”

Casey opened his eyes and reached forward, tangling his fingers in Rafael’s hair. “Please do.”

(Inside the apartment, Sienna held her hand out, palm-up, to Aurora. “It’s before the 10th. Pay up.”

“Goddammit,” Aurora grumbled, and shoved her hand in her pocket.)

#open heart #rafael aveiro #playchoices #open heart fanfic #i miss my man so much pb please give him back :'(#shut up nic

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shirtlesssammy · 5 years

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7x13: The Slice Girls

Welcome to our last episode before hiatus is over. We’re knocking out another Buckleming episode. Natasha has some strong words at the end. Buckleming are the worst.

Then:

Oh, yeah, Bobby died, and I never watched that episode again

Now:

A white man™ sits quietly at his computer at home one night. He hears a noise and suddenly he’s getting sliced and diced in good old cold open fashion.

Sam and Dean are on the road. Sam’s driving so Dean can indulge in his “coping through season 7 juice”. He saved Bobby’s flask and we all know ghosts can’t inhabit personal items, *cough* *cough*. Anyway, Dean’s drinking his way through his grief and Sam’s working cases his way through his grief.

They head to the coroner that holds the cold open victim. AND, I’m sorry, but is Dean flirting with the coroner? I rarely rewatch Buckleming so when I find these forgotten moments in the wild I’m taken aback. I thought I knew the full extent of Dean’s little world, but wow, apparently not.

They learn that all the victims are male and there’s weird ritualistic mutilation with the bodies after they are dead. And any DNA from potential suspects doesn’t match anything human.

After the morgue, Sam wants to do more research, and Dean needs to blow off some steam. He decides to go undercover.

Later at a bar (It’s a fancy bar and Dean’s wearing his suit, so not like Dean), he chitchats with a woman (he’s an investment banker who speaks minimal Japanese) and she’s into it so she invites him back to her place.

While Dean works through his coroner frustration, the show intercuts it with another man’s murder. Bravo on the editing.

The next morning, the brothers head to the latest crime scene. Dean asks Sam if he made any headway on the symbol. “We’re gonna need an expert.” “Expert? Our expert’s dead.” OMG. OUCH.

At the crime scene, a friend of the victim’s stops by and Sam asks him some questions. It turns out the victim cheated on his wife a couple nights prior. The neighbor insists the wife wouldn’t have harmed her husband though. Also, whoever has been killing these men were big and strong.

It’s at this moment that Dean realizes that he forgot his flask at Lydia’s (his workout buddy from the prior night). He calls her but she hasn’t seen the flask and she hangs up.

She’s pretty busy at the moment --being really pregnant!

Cut to later at a very dangerous birthing session (way too many candles), Lydia is told that the “pain is an honor” and I’m not a mother but that is SOME bullshit there. Anyway, she has a healthy 3-4 month old baby she’s told to name Emma.

Sam and Dean head to interview the mayor of Sunnydale a professor with some knowledge on the sigil carved on the men. He wants money before he’ll talk. They pull the FBI card and tell him that they’ll put in a good word with the IRS and they want answers by tomorrow.

Dean is missing Bobby after that little exchange so he decides to head to Lydia’s to get his flask.

Lydia’s surprised to see him. Dean really needs that flask. She goes to get it and he follows her inside. He finds a baby (at least 12 months old?) and Lydia admits that it’s hers. Dean Bean goes into the room to see the baby closer (brb, off to read a few hundred domestic Destiel AUs to fill this giant hole my heart.)

Dean’s phone rings and it’s Sam. While he’s on the phone with him, Dean hears the baby and Lydia talk. Uh…

Sam heads to inspect the latest vic alone. He finds out a lot of the victims visited the same bar Dean was at a couple nights ago.

Dean’s staking out Lydia’s place, and watches as the women present at Emma’s birth arrive.

Sam calls and gives him grief for obsessing over the woman. Dean thinks there’s something strange going on and he’ll tell Sam when he figures it out. Sam tells him about the bar but Dean hangs up on him as Lydia’s door opens again. The women all emerge with what appears to be a 8 year old girl. Dean can’t believe what he’s seeing. “I hate when this happens.” Yes, fathering a monster baby is a bitch, Dean. He follows the women into a back alley warehouse.

Dean prowls down an alley, following the car full of women. (Hey, that sentence came out really creepy.) The women disappear into an unmarked building.

Later, Dean briefs Sam on the situation. There was nothing that screamed “baby” to him when he was at Lydia’s earlier. Now, Emma’s an elementary-school-aged kid, to all appearances. He’s suspicious.

Sam thoroughly mocks Dean for feeling like something’s off with Lydia and Emma. The professor calls, interrupting their conversation. He’s got info!

At their mysterious destination, five young (but slightly older) girls are offered pieces of raw (presumably) human meat and big ol’ glasses of milk. Yum! They’re instructed to complete their “blood missions.” Emma is hesitant to eat the meat. (And who can blame her? Blech.)

At the university, the “I’m super busy don’t talk to me” professor has managed to create a whole slideshow for the boys, who settle into one of the middle rows to watch.

The symbol is Greek. It’s a combination that symbolizes Harmonia and Eres, a goddess and god who begat the Amazons. The professor disparages the cartoon version of Amazons: Wonder Woman (them’s fightin’ words!). He describes Amazons as having little use for men. They procreate, then kill the male, cutting off several body parts.

Elsewhere, the head detective holds a hissing phone call with the head Amazon. It turns out that they’re buddies. They know that Dean and Sam are giant fakers and more than that, they suspect they’re hunters.

Back at their current hotel HQ, Dean digs through Bobby’s dusty old books and drinks from his flask. Sam info-dumps more lore. The Amazons were nearly decimated and bargained for Harmonia’s gift to grow their ranks. She made it so they mate, give birth in a few days, and then the child is mature in just a handful more. Dean realizes that he’s now a father, just as Sam grasps that as well. Use birth control, kids!

Back with the Amazons in training, they’re lectured about joining the ranks of the other women and branded with the symbol on their wrist.

Sam summarizes all their victims as rich, successful businessmen - perfect for the Amazons’ gene pool. (REALLY is that the mark of “good” DNA? Really??? Fuck that. There’s so much wrong here I could write a whole damn book on it.) Sam wants to know why Dean got picked. Dean confesses that he pretended to be an investment banker. While Sam judges Dean heavily, papers move mysteriously in the room, exposing a single sheet. Sam pulls out the EMF and it wails at him. Skeptic Sammy points out power lines and a breezy window. Dean thinks it’s Bobby’s ghost.

Sam picks up the exposed paper, written in Greek, and brings it to the professor to read. Meanwhile, Dean stays where he is, holed up in their room when there’s a knock on the door. It’s Emma! She tells him that she needs his help and that she knows she can trust him because he’s her father.

Dean’s on guard, but Emma says that she was trapped with the rest of the Amazons and ordered to do terrible things. There are tears in her eyes as she describes getting branded. Dean quietly lets her in.

Emma asks for Dean’s help to leave town. “I know you don’t want me,” she tells him. (I throw a rotten banana at the screen. How DARE this show.) She begs for his help in finding normalcy.

The professor - who is doing some really LATE office hours - excitedly tells Sam that the Amazon child is meant to kill the father, not the mothers.

As Sam leaves the university, the detective from earlier stops him with a single, very strong hand. He notices her Amazon brand and she calls him by name - she knows she’s a hunter. She hurls Sam down the stairs and pulls out a sword, but Sam whips out his gun and shoots her in the chest before she can kill him. So apparently a bullet works just fine.

Emma continues to make a case for freedom. When she says she’s hungry, Dean heads over to check out the fridge.

Emma pulls out her Amazon blade while Dean’s back is turned and Dean whirls around and confronts her with a gun. Emma argues that it’s her place to kill him. Furthermore, she calls Dean on his hesitation - he won’t kill her. “You haven’t killed anybody yet, Emma. Walk away,” Dean pleads.

Emma says she doesn’t have a choice just before Sam breaks in and points a gun at Emma. She flashes him a shine of smug monster-face before pleading with Dean, one more time, to help her. Sam shoots her and kills her while Dean looks on in horror.

A little while later, Dean and Sam sneak into the old building Dean tracked the Amazons to. It’s abandoned.

They drive away to the next case. Dean acts optimistic: they’ll find those sneaky Amazons and kill ‘em dead next time. Instead of rallying, Sam goes off on Dean, shouting at him about his hesitation in killing Emma. “She was not yours. Not really.”

Dean smiles mirthlessly. She was his child, even if she wasn’t his daughter.

Sam (in a thoroughly OOC way, in my opinion) blows right past this enormous minefield of emotion to tell Dean that he’s off his game. First losing Cas, then Bobby have sent Dean into a tailspin. Sam caps off his inspiring speech with “Don’t get killed.” Thanks, Sam. Good talk.

Natasha: Hi, hello, I HATE this episode. Dean’s lost Cas and Bobby and then this show has the GALL to lob a child at Dean and then CHIDE HIM for not wanting to kill her. Meanwhile, Sam belittles Dean’s hesitation and parallels it to the necessity of his friend Amy’s death. Do you know how dirty and awful I feel every time I think about Amy’s death? DO YOU? And she’d actually killed multiple people by then. We never talk about that one time Dean accidentally fathered a child and Sam killed her mid-conversation, and I can only assume this remains a deep and terrible scar on their souls. I’d forgotten the “breeding” detail but that paired with casting choices make this episode a big pile of YUCK for me.

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“Didn’t match anything human” usually seals the deal for me

Nice decor. Very early slaughterhouse

It's a flask, not the holy grail

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artificialqueens · 5 years

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Punny title about lesbians in love on an airplane (Branjie) - Mermelada

Hola! Did somebody ask for a Branjie lesbian flight attendant AU? Of course they didn’t, but it’s here anyway! Trigger warning for racism (third flight: Cancun section, skip if necessary as it’s not vital to the story). I hope you enjoy!

They first met on a flight to Tampa. They were both working in economy class, and were taking advantage of the turbulence to chitchat on their jumpseats at the back of the plane and get to know each other. Brooke Lynn learned that Vanessa had grown up in Tampa, had somehow acquired the nickname Vanjie at school, and was planning on spending that evening with her family. Vanessa learned that Brooke Lynn was Canadian, but had been living in the US for long enough to have almost completely lost her accent – except after a few tequilas, apparently – and used to be a pretty serious ballerina. Their personalities were polar opposites, and yet they hit it off immediately. They kept laughing with each other well after the plane’s wheels were on the ground and the passengers were nowhere to be seen. Although she didn’t want to admit it, Vanessa was somewhat disappointed when she saw her mother and aunt standing in the arrivals hall, and was thus forced to say goodbye to Brooke Lynn, who begrudgingly followed the rest of the crew out of the terminal to find their transport to the hotel. On the flight home the next day, both ladies picked up where they’d left off, their natural chemistry making their job feel easy and the flight seem quick. Far too quick. Before disembarking once they were safely parked back at base, Vanessa added Brooke Lynn on Facebook, delighted that their 56 mutual friends had made it easy. Their airline, however, was big, and they knew their chances of flying together again anytime soon was limited. Nonetheless, they exchanged goodbyes and thanked each other for such a nice flight.

-*-

They didn’t have to wait long for their next meeting, when Vanessa was called from reserve to go to Seattle the next week. All of her stress from speed-walking to the gate disappeared as soon as she stepped on board and saw the voluptuous blonde giant, who handed her a freshly brewed coffee. Airplane drinks had never tasted so good. Brooke Lynn was working in business class, so they didn’t get the chance to speak until the bus ride to their hotel in the city centre.

“I’ve never been to Seattle before, do you want to come sightseeing with me?”

Vanessa agreed perhaps too enthusiastically, her smile wide enough to park a bus, before she realised that in her frantic dash to the airport that morning, she hadn’t packed anything appropriate for the damp and chilly Seattle spring. A few awkward explanations and suggestive comments later, Vanessa found herself walking around Pike Place Market in her pyjama leggings, white jelly sandals, and Brooke’s red hoodie which drowned her tiny frame. It smelled like maple syrup – not in a stereotypical sort of way, but it was sweet, unique, and warmed Vanessa’s heart. They spent the day walking beside each other, neither woman flinching when their arms or hands bumped together. They chatted comfortably, and felt completely at ease in each other’s company. They’d spent as much time as possible exploring the city and eating more than either had thought possible, but the time change and early start was making staying awake increasingly difficult, and both made the decision to retire to their respective rooms before dinner time, promising to meet for breakfast when they inevitably woke up at the crack of dawn.

-*-

Their third flight together was the hardest. Brooke Lynn’s face had lit up the moment she saw Vanessa’s name beside a two-night trip to Cancun on her roster. They’d exchanged excited Whatsapp messages, having swapped phone numbers after breakfast in Seattle the previous two months prior, and planned a visit to a turtle sanctuary to find out “if those cute little fuckers really do try and swim to the moon”, a question Vanessa had been pondering since watching an Animal Planet documentary as a child. The reality, however, wasn’t quite as fun. An oil leak on their original plane meant a four hour wait in the terminal beside increasingly-agitated passengers while a new plane was found. Once they were finally on their way, a lady in the back row – who had most likely spent the delay downing gin and tonics at the airport bar – decided she didn’t like Vanessa’s bilingual English and Spanish announcements, unironically declaring loudly from her seat that “we want to keep America for Americans, we don’t want to be force-fed your taco-eating shit.”

In shock, Brooke left her colleague in the aisle and went to the nearest phone to call the Captain, thinking ahead of the next steps from the ‘dealing with disruptive passengers’ chapter in her training notes. Vanessa, surprisingly, kept her cool.

“Ma’am, I’m Puerto Rican. We eat sorullitos.”

The angry woman stared at Vanessa like she’d just killed a puppy. Her face turned red with rage, and she spat obscenities at Vanessa like they were on special offer. Not wanting to listen anymore, Vanessa just walked away to join Brooke Lynn in the back galley, leaving the passengers around the lady to deal with her themselves. Unfortunately, the captain had decided that the woman was a potential risk to the safety of the aircraft, which is how they found themselves diverting into Charleston and exceeding their maximum time limit for a day’s work. As the rest of the crew debriefed over miniature bottles of wine on the bus to their unplanned hotel for the night, Brooke and Vanessa sat close together in the back row. The taller woman had her arm wrapped around the shorter one’s shoulder, gently rubbing circles into her upper arm. Out of nowhere, the impact of what had happened hit Vanessa. She buried her face into Brooke’s chest, unable to stop the tears which were now falling incessantly from her eyes. Vanessa looked even smaller than normal, as fragile as a glass Christmas bauble. All Brooke could do was hold her closer, stroke her hair, and hope that Vanessa knew that she cared.

Back at the hotel, Vanessa wouldn’t let go of Brooke Lynn as they collected their keys from the bored-looking teenager at the front desk. Brooke had never experienced racism at work before – drunk football fans shouting ‘aboot’ across the aisle didn’t count – but she knew that the most important thing at that moment was to support her friend.

“Do you want to sleep in my room tonight? We can get pizza and watch The Notebook.”

In the short time they had known each other, Brooke Lynn had learned a lot about Vanessa’s favourite things, including her surprising love of all things romantic, despite a less-than-perfect love life about which she often dropped elusive snippets into conversation. Despite never having been one for soppy movies, Brooke wanted nothing more than to spend the evening doing whatever she could to make Vanessa happy.

The short Latina looked up through wet, brown eyes.

“Only if I can borrow your hoodie again, that shit was ugly but comfy as fuck.”

-*-

A month after their failed trip to Cancun, Brooke Lynn and Vanessa had been in contact every day, trying to figure out how to get another trip together. Finally, they were lucky, when Vanessa convinced her friend Silky to swap her night-stop in San Francisco with Brooke for two days in Pittsburgh.

“Think of the ketchup, girl, you’ll love Pittsburgh!”

“Bitch, you are pussy whipped, I better be your maid of honour.”

The words replayed on a loop in Vanessa’s head during her entire journey to the airport that morning. “Pussy whipped.” It sounded disgusting, but she couldn’t deny, there was something so attractive about Brooke Lynn that she couldn’t ignore. It wasn’t just that she was tall, athletic, curvaceous, and had the twinkliest eyes in the universe; she was intelligent, thoughtful, caring, and wickedly funny at the same time. She was never bored when they were together, and she felt entire swarms of butterflies flutter in her stomach every time her phone dinged with a new message from the Canadian. She also gave amazing cuddles. They’d gotten a lot closer over the last month, especially since Brooke had opened up about never having had a serious relationship at their Charleston sleepover. Brooke had also admitted that night to having had no idea that Vanessa was also a lesbian, which elicited even more flirtatious teasing.

“Is it because I don’t wear plaid? Brooky-poo, you can’t just pigeon-hole your sisters like that.”

“I didn’t mean it like that, Jesus Christ, I told you, my gaydar has been broken since the 90s! This is why I’m single!”

They spent the long flight to San Fran working together in economy again, their smiles never fading as their bantered with the passengers during the bar round. They were able to remove the frowns from even the grumpiest of businessmen’s faces, which left the colleagues feeling like they were on cloud 9. As they gathered their belongings at the end of the flight, the cabin manager Nina walked down the aisle to see them.

“Those were some of the happiest customers I have ever seen, what on earth did you give them?!” she beamed, her enthusiasm somehow even higher than usual.

“Oh, you know”, began Brooke, “A bit of the ol’ Branjie charm does wonders!”

Vanessa’s snort in response caused the three to burst into hysterical laughter, their good moods only getting better and better.

It wasn’t until they were sat together at a bar on Pier 39 that it was brought up again.

“So, Branjie, huh?” smirked Vanessa, stirring her cocktail with her straw and fluttering her eyelashes at Brooke.

“Yeah, it’s like a… what’s the word for it? A portmanteau. Brooke and Vanjie – Branjie!”

Vanessa couldn’t help but laugh at how comfortable Brooke was explaining it, “you’ve thought about this before, haven’t you?!”

Brooke’s cheeks turned the same colour as her strawberry daiquiri, and she couldn’t drink it quick enough to hide from the fact that she’d been caught. “Well, yeah… I was just brainstorming, y’know. Branjie is better than Broonessa or Vanooke.”

Vanessa successfully maintained serious eye contact with Brooke for four seconds before exploding into uncontrollable laughter, the Canadian joining in immediately. At some point during the raucousness, Vanessa’s hand found its way onto Brooke’s thigh, and Brooke’s foot wrapped itself around Vanessa’s shin. They inched closer until there was virtually no space between them, conversing as before, only this time with far more intimacy. A natural lull in the conversation led to a comfortable silence, where they stared into each other’s eyes, neither sure of how to proceed. Just as Brooke Lynn caught Vanessa’s eyes dart down to her lips, she jumped up from her seat and extended her hand, which Vanessa took graciously.

“Let’s go for a walk, you like sea lions?”

The pier was swarming with tourists, all trying to take photographs of every single square centimetre. Vanessa and Brooke Lynn aimlessly sauntered along, their hands connected and swinging at a gentle pace beside them. Despite not looking at each other, they knew that they were wearing matching smiles. They stopped at the end of the pier and took in the deafening racket from the giant creatures below, huddling together closely to counter the effects of the cool sea breeze.

“Sorry, I thought this was going to be romantic”, sighed Brooke, lightly removing her hand from Vanessa’s and looking down to inspect her nails, a nervous tick she’d developed as a teenager in dance class. “I wasn’t expecting it to smell quite so fishy.”

Vanessa couldn’t help but grin at her counterpart’s sudden shyness, taking it upon herself to make the first move by wrapping her arms around Brooke Lynn’s waist.

“I didn’t even notice.” With that, Vanessa stood as high on her tip-toes as possible and stretched her neck as far as she could, meeting Brooke’s lips halfway in a flurry of quick, chaste kisses. They held each other as they stared out to the sea, the cacophony of the sea lion choir filling the air. It was perfect.

-*-

They saw each other a lot more after San Francisco, meeting for coffee and drinks at home whenever their schedules aligned, or spending hours on Facetime when they didn’t. They were seeing each other, Brooke supposed. It wasn’t official or exclusive, nor had they spoken about what their exact status was, but whatever it was, it was good. It felt right. It had been 52 days since their first kiss, and the Canadian was ready to take their relationship to the next level. Unbeknownst to Brooke Lynn, Vanessa was had also been planning the perfect way to do so as soon as she’d laid eyes upon the 3-night trip to Maui appear on their rosters for next month. Sunshine, sea, and coconut bras… what could possibly be sexier?

The flight passed without a hitch, and all nine crew members chatted drowsily in the hotel lobby as they waited for their room keys to be ready. Vanessa and Brooke were sharing an armchair that was far too small to fit both of them, but they relished the closeness. Drawing gentle patterns onto Brooke Lynn’s lower back, Vanessa put the first part of her plan into action.

“So, I was wondering,” she began hesitantly, clearing her throat as a pair of sleepy green eyes met her brown ones, “since we’ve basically spent all of our last two trips together, do you want to maybe share a room?”

Vanessa knew it was a big step: despite having shared a bed for one night in Charleston, and enjoying an evening kissing during Food Network ad breaks in Brooke’s room in San Fran, they were yet to officially spend a night together together. And a room all to themselves would mean they could do whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted, without having to run halfway across the hotel to brush their teeth or change clothes. Vanessa was also desperate to explore every inch of Brooke’s body and do whatever she could to make her feel good, but Brooke’s slight hesitation in that moment made her doubt herself.

“We don’t have to, don’t worry, I was just thinking it might be nice to spend some time alone together since it’s been so long since we’ve been together just the two of us, but I understand if you want your personal space, I know you probably don’t want all my bikinis and shit cluttering up your room and…”

Before Vanessa could finish ranting, Brooke stopped her by pressing their lips together, so soft in contrast to Vanessa’s erratic rambling.

“Yes”, was all she needed to say, before Vanessa grinned like the Cheshire Cat and pulled her in for a longer kiss, not even caring that the rest of their crewmates had already left.

The atmosphere was unusually quiet in the girls’ room. Brooke had opened the door to the balcony, looking out onto the beach, meanwhile Vanessa rifled through her suitcase to find her phone charger. She really should start organising her luggage better one day, maybe Brooke could teach her. Neither had uttered a word to each other since walking through the door to their humble double room, and both seemed reluctant to be the first to break the tension. Eventually, having successfully plugged her phone in to charge, Vanessa decided to take a shower to wash the smell of Boeing off of her skin. Singing off-key to herself as she lathered up her fruity shampoo, she didn’t hear the bathroom door open and close again.

“Need some help?”

Vanessa jumped as she realised that standing in front of her was the most perfect, beautiful woman she has ever seen, completely naked, and looking at Vanessa with matching awe.

“If you want to”, was all Vanessa could muster before pushing herself onto the blonde goddess in front of her, pinning her against the wall of the shower cubicle and kissing her with a passion she’d never known she had. Brooke kissed back with a far greater intensity than any of their previous kisses, moving to nibble at Vanessa’s neck and clavicle.

Not content with not being in control, Brooke Lynn reached her hands down to grab Vanessa’s ass, and in one swift motion lifted her up and spun them around so that the shorter girl’s back was now against the tiled wall, with her legs wrapped as tightly as she could around Brooke’s hips. They continued kissing passionately, grabbing each other’s hair and softly moaning into each other’s mouth, when Brooke, who still had a hold on Vanessa as she inadvertently grinded against the Canadian’s pubic bone, lost her grip and could only watch as the brunette slid in slow-motion all the way down Brooke’s body like a firefighter’s pole, unable to land on her legs in time. She looked down at the shocked brown eyes staring up from the corner of the cubicle floor, not sure how it had happened, when the room was filled with the most glorious sound of Vanessa’s laughter. Once she’d started laughing, she couldn’t stop, which then infected Brooke to the point where neither could breathe. The situation only worsened with Brooke’s failed attempts to pull Vanessa back up again, the women’s hands slipping constantly in the stream of water.

“This wasn’t what I had in mind when I wanted to get you wet tonight”, Brooke barely managed to wheeze out as her stomach muscles ached from their sudden exertion. Just about succeeding to regain composure as Vanessa still howled below her, she turned off the shower and extended her hand, finally managing to pull the brunette up to stand beside her. They shared several soft kisses, hands wandering across their torsos, holding on to each other as if they might suddenly be split apart. As their kisses once more began getting more heated, Vanessa snickered and looked up at Brooke.

“My ass really hurts, I think you should kiss it better.”

All Brooke could do was roll her eyes and continue kissing Vanessa’s face, her smile never faltering.

“You are absolutely unbelievable, I can’t believe I have four more days of this.”

“You love it, really.”

Neither woman could possibly disagree, as they practically sprinted across the 1970’s-patterned carpet and jumped on the bed, which they had no intention of leaving in a hurry.

The whole duration of the flight home was spent with knowing smirks being passed between the other flight attendants as Brooke Lynn and Vanessa tried to remain professional and not hold hands or smash lips at every opportunity.

“Sooooo”, drawled Yvie over a dinner of over-cooked macaroni cheese behind the galley curtain, “did you two enjoy the beach?”

Vanessa began blushing as she stabbed her fork into her foil tray, looking to Brooke to save their dignity, however she appeared to be trying to shrink as far down as possible into her uniform blouse. They weren’t getting out of this one.

“I spent a lot of time there. There were a couple in the room next door to me who kept hammering shit to the walls and screaming about God all day and all night. I hope they had a good time, because I’m fucking tired.”

And with that, Yvie put her meal tray away and walked back out into the cabin, leaving Vanessa and Brooke to stare at each other in silence, willing the bottom of the plane to open up and suck them out.

-*-

They had been an item for six months. It was Brooke’s longest relationship, and the happiest six months of Vanessa’s life. It hadn’t been without its challenges: despite trying to synchronise rosters to spend more time together, they often found themselves on opposite sides of the continent for half of each week. They were eternally grateful for FaceTime, but nothing compared to the feeling of leaping into bed for a nap together after their respective flights home. They had both looked endlessly for flights they could work on together, sending out begging requests to swap at every opportunity, but none had been successful.

That was until Brooke cornered Yvie in the crew room, bought her a coffee, and pouted until the tall, brown-eyed girl had no choice to but cave.

“You still owe me about 20 hours of sleep from Hawaii, I’ll add this to your tab.”

Brooke’s initial plan had been to keep it a secret until the day of the flight to surprise Vanessa, but in her excited state, she couldn’t hold it in for one night.

“I’M COMING TO TAMPA!”

Flight six had been the best flight of all, with a fully-functioning plane, happy passengers, and the woman of her dreams across from her, somehow even making pouring coffee look sexy. Brooke Lynn thought back to their very first meeting, not quite remembering at which point it had all fallen into place, but she wouldn’t have changed a thing. She was in love.

Vanessa, feeling exactly the same way, couldn’t help but ride the overwhelming wave of joy whenever she thought about the tall blonde in front of her, handing out pretzels whilst looking like such a snack herself. Without wanting to scare Brooke Lynn away, Vanessa knew she was in this for the long run.

Just a couple of hours later, they walked through arrivals, each with one hand on their suitcases and the others linked together.

“I hope you don’t mind, baby, but I’ve already sorted out our transport home.” Vanessa smiled and squeeze Brooke’s hand, leading her through the throngs of lost-looking people in the terminal, until they were both embraced by two pairs of warm, welcoming arms.

“Mamá, Tía Alexis, I want you to meet my girlfriend, Brooke Lynn.”

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letthesparkleshine · 5 years

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You remembered.

Part 5!

Words: around 4.5k

Group: BTS

Members: Jungkook and Taehyung X you (by this point I should also add Jin)

Part 1 * Part 2 * Part 3 * Part 4

‘‘Guys I have an incredible news.’‘ said Jungkook as he entered their dorm. He was smiling very widely, obviously showing his happiness.

‘‘What’s up Kook?’‘ asked Yoongi.

‘‘Y/N is coming on Thursday.’‘

As Jungkook said those words everybody started definitely listening if they weren’t before.

‘‘Wait, seriously? Or is this one of your jokes again trying to get me all worked up?’‘ asked Taehyung.

‘No I’m being serious, she said she would come to our dorm to hang out like we used to.’‘ answered Kookie.

‘‘Are you for real? You’re not joking?’‘ asked Jin sounding very serious.

‘‘Why would I be joking?’‘ asked Jungkook ‘‘You guys know how important she is to me.’‘ he said the last part kind of quietly.

‘‘We know. Hey it’s a good thing she’s coming. That means that she moved on Tae. And we used to hang out a lot, I missed her a little, I’m glad she’s coming.’‘ said Jimin. He was always very supportive of Jungkook, not just him but everybody else as well. His words meant to Kook a lot.

‘‘Yeah me too’‘ agreed Suga.

‘‘Is it ok with you though Taehyung? ‘‘asked Kookie. ‘‘ I kinda didn’t take your feelings into consideration, I was just so happy when she said yes.’‘

Tae looked at Jungkook with such love in his eyes: ‘’I can only imagine how happy you were. It’s ok with me, I know that you love her.’’

Jungkook was taken a back for a moment. He didn’t know that Tae knew about his crush on Y/N.

‘‘What do you mean you know? How, who told you?’‘ he asked.

‘‘It’s pretty obvious. But also Jimin gave you out, he really can’t keep his mouth closed for his life.’‘

‘‘Hey!!’‘ said Jimin a bit loudly. ‘‘I swear I’m never telling you anything ever again.’’

‘‘Don’t worry, I don’t think Jungkook’s going to be mad. He does love her and he should go after her. She’s great.’‘ said Taehyung and Kookie just smiled.

The atmosphere relaxed and Jungkook said:’’Thank you so much Tae you have no idea what these words mean to me.’’

Everybody was chitchatting and laughing a little bit. Jungkook took out his phone and texted Y/N.

‘‘Everybody is excited that you are coming, there’s no way back now that they know, you have to come.’‘

‘‘I’m coming don’t worry, I miss those guys too.’‘

You put your phone away and sighed. What the hell did you get yourself into. You didn’t wanna go there but you also kind of wanted to. It’s been a while and you are still friends with them, well most of them. You were very deep into thinking when you suddenly heard a doorbell ring.

‘‘ Y/N it’s me, open up,’‘ said Miri.

You went to open the door to her. She hugged you and didn’t even give you a chance to say hi.

‘‘So Jimin told me some fresh news. someone is going to be hanging out with someone on Thursday. ‘‘ said Miri while giving you a sly look.

‘‘I swear the mouth on that kid. It’s a good thing he’s pretty.’‘ you said. ‘‘please don’t judge me it was by accident. Jungkook asked me when i wasn’t listening and I agreed before knowing what he was talking about. If i knew what he asked me I would have said no.’‘

‘‘I think it’s a good thing you’re going actually,’’ said Miri ‘’it’s been two months and you should be able to hang out with them, well at least others if not Taehyung.’’

‘‘I know Miri. That’s why I’m going to go and give it a chance anyway. Although I am a little bit afraid of seeing Jin. It’s just.. Ughhhh. Everything is just so weird-.’‘ you were nagging to Miri ‘‘-I mean, Isn’t it?’‘

‘‘Well of course it’s weird, you dated your bestfriend’s friend and slept with another friend of his. And they’re all friends.’‘ said Miri.

Her words got you thinking maybe you shouldn’t be going.

‘‘But there is no turning back now. You’re going Y/N. Besides don’t worry about a thing just go and try to have fun with them like you used to. You’re not still hung up on Tae, are you?’‘ she asked giving you one of her raised eyebrows look.

‘‘I wouldn’t say hung up but I do care about him still in a way. I mean we dated for 2 years.’‘

‘‘You’re right, you can’t just move on after 2 months but you’re trying and that’s all that matters.’‘ said Miri deciding to finish this topic for now.’‘Now, let’s get going.’‘

‘‘Where are we going?’’ you asked.

‘‘Oh I need a drink and you’re coming with me. I had a really rough day at work today. plus Jimin pissed me off earlier.’‘ she said.

‘‘Oh no..-’‘ you said jokingly ‘‘-trouble in lovers paradise?’‘

‘‘I swear Y/N one of these days I’m going to leave you.’‘

‘‘Oh relax, I’m joking, let’s go.’‘ you said while linking your arms together.

‘‘But just one drink for me.’‘ you said.

Miri looked at you as if you had just fallen out of the sky.

‘‘Okay, maybe two. But that’s it! You know the last time I drank it didn’t end well.’‘ you said remembering the night you spent with Jin.

‘‘Oh pish posh, it happened, don’t stress about it. Plus he’s hot so that’s a good thing to remember.’‘ she said making you laugh.

‘‘Oh Miri, what would I do without you?’‘

Days were passing one by one and pretty soon the very much expected evening at the guys dorm has arrived. You thought you would be scared going back there after such a long time but you were rather very excited, barely anticipating it. You remembered the good times you guys spent, all the funny and loving memories were coming back to you and you had a smile on your face. You just took a shower and were about to get dressed. Now how does a person who is going to hang out with their ex dress for the friendly occasion?

You stood for a solid 10 minutes in front of your closet just looking at it. At last you decided to go with regular jeans and over-sized Mickey mouse shirt. It was your favorite shirt. You got it from Jungkook when you were about 16 years old. It was the first gift he had ever bought you.

You still remember the day he bought it for you. You were just so happy. You thought he was going to confess that day since it was you 1 year friendship anniversary. You still remember the excitement you felt when you saw him that night. The little spark in your eyes, the trembling feeling in your stomach, all those memories came flooding back. You remember how you gave him a present as well. It was a mix-tape of all of his favorite songs, but you also added one song of your choice. Just so he would have a special memory of you. But nothing you ever daydreamed about or imagined happened. He didn’t confess but it wasn’t important, because pretty much soon after that you got together with Tae. And boy did he shake up your world; in a way you didn’t think it was even possible. You started thinking about all the nice moments you guys have been through together. You were very deep in your thoughts when suddenly your phone suddenly buzzed in your pocket and it stopped you with reminiscing the past. It was a message from Jungkook.

‘‘Hey where are you?’‘

‘‘About to leave my house but I have to make a stop by. I’ll see you guys in an hour. :)’‘

‘‘Can’t wait :) ’‘

You sent the message and put your phone in your pocket. You put on your jacket and took a deep breath.

‘‘God help me.’‘ you thought to yourself and left your apartment.

She’s gonna be here in an hour!’’ shouted Kookie to his friends.

‘‘Chill dude, I know you’re excited, we all are kind of.’‘ said Jimin.

‘‘You don’t get it Jimin. Her coming here is the first step of our amazing love story.’‘ said Jungkook smiling very widely showing his bunny teeth.

Jimin just smiled at him and how adorable he was when he was in love.

Jin was eating with Namjoon in the next room. They heard the whole conversation. He couldn’t help but to feel guilty. Namjoon saw how his mood changed and so he said: ‘’Hey lighten up. It’s not going to be that bad.’’

‘‘Yeah I know I just can’t help but to feel guilty. Look how happy he is imagine if he found out.’‘ said Jin.

‘‘He’s not going to find out, because you guys agreed that you would keep it for yourself and pretend like it never happened.’‘ said Joon.

‘‘I know all that it’s just-’‘ he stopped for a moment. ‘‘-ughh.. you’re right. It didn’t happen, we moved on, so let’s just continue eating.’‘ he finished.

‘‘Don’t worry buddy, it’s going to be okay.’‘ he tried to console him.

An hour at the dorm passed by quickly, guys were lounging around, some relaxing and other anticipating the person they used to spend so much time with.

Suddenly they heard knocking coming from the other side of their entrance door.

‘‘Would you please just go Y/N and stop being such a crybaby. ‘‘ said Miri.

‘‘I know I just can’t help myself.’‘ you said ‘‘I had to stop by so you could put some peace and sense into my mind.’‘

‘‘Oh I think it’s way too late for that’‘ Miri said and you just couldn’t take her joking at the moment so you grabbed your things as she continued: ‘‘Hold on, calm down Y/N I was just joking.’‘ she said this time seriously and you stopped.

‘‘Yes it’s going to be awkward, because so much time has passed since you guys hung out and that’s ok. Things change, people change and there is nothing wrong with that.’‘

Her words were helpful a little.

‘‘But you love those guys, and so do I and please just go make things better so all of us can hang out again like we used to.’‘ she finished.

You took a deep breath and looked at your best friend.You never thought of other people when you and Tae had just broken up. She must have gone through so much as well. She and Jimin started to date seriously just couple of months prior to your break up and you and Tae ending things put pressure on their relationship as well.

You hugged her and said :’’I’m so sorry Miri.’’

‘‘What are you talking about?’‘ she asked.

‘‘I just haven’t been the friend you deserved lately and you have been so good to me. I promise I’ll make things good again.’

Miri’s eyes became a little teary as those words left your mouth. You hugged her once again as saying goodbye. You took a deep breath and headed towards the guy’s dorm. But before you left Miri said one last thing looking at you with so much love in her eyes: ‘’You are amazing Y/N you know that?’’

You smiled kindly at her and left her apartment.

On your way towards the dorm you decided to not think about how things could go. You were just going to go with the flow and whatever happened, happened.

In couple of minutes you reached their dorm. Took yet another deep breath and knocked on their door.

‘‘I’ll get it!!’‘ Jungkook practically screamed while running from the other room to answer the door for you.

‘‘Chill or I’m going to leave.’‘ said Yoongi to him without a hint of sarcasm.

Kookie calmed down for a moment and opened the door.

It was the one person which could make him happy as no one.

‘‘You’re finally here.’‘ he said while hugging you.

You smiled at him. He could make any person happy with his charms without realizing it. He was simply just so adorable.

‘‘Come in, there are others here too.’‘

You left your belongings on the table near the hallway and followed Kookie to living room. There you saw Namjoon, Jimin and Yoongi. They all gave you a hug. And if you had to be honest with yourself at the moment, none of that felt awkward. The guys started asking you how were you and the conversation went on normally. You sat down and talked to them as if nothing has changed about everyday things. For a moment you looked at Jungkook and he was just so happy. It made you happy as well.

After an hour or so passed, you asked them: ‘’So where are the others?’’

For a second everyone went silent and looked at each-other as if they were communicating with their minds. It truly felt like an episode of telenovela.

‘‘Oh come on guys you know we have to get pass this Taehyung conversation. I promise you I won’t make it awkward, but you have to try too.’‘

Namjoon answered you: ‘’Tae and Jin went with Hobi to practice this new dance we’re learning.’’

‘‘Oh I see..’‘ you said. And after that there it was again, the awkward silence that you were dreading so much, hoping you could avoid it for the evening. It was just the looks the guys were exchanging. You could literally hear the conversation they were having between each other.

As you were about to say something Yoongi interrupted you.

‘‘ Y/N are you over Tae?’‘

You were taken back a little by his very direct question but you didn’t mind. The others however were so shocked by Yoongi’s words their eyes popped out and mouths hung open.

‘‘You cant just ask her that, like that Yoongi.’‘ said Jimin in your defense.

‘‘Oh, it’s okay Jimin I don’t mind-’‘ the others looked at you with their mouths still open but at least their eyes were focused now ‘‘. -no really, it’s okay to ask that question, we would have to get it over with at some point anyway. ‘‘ you finished the sentence.

‘‘Honestly, I am.’‘ you said and the guys gave you a kind smile. ‘‘I mean I still care about him of course, you don’t forget the person you spent with almost everyday for two years just like that, but I am moving on successfully as time passes.’‘

The company of four was quiet at the moment, probably having yet another ‘mind’ chat of their own so you just continued speaking.

‘‘And besides, he was very honest with me from the beginning so I think that helped a lot as well.’‘

‘‘Well I’m happy for you.’‘ said Jimin sincerely.

‘‘Yeah me too-’‘ added Yoongi. ‘‘-aaand, I think you could do better.’‘ said Suga making everybody laugh due to his unexpected comment.

‘‘I mean Tae is a babe but so are you, and you are a babe who also has a hot sister so would you mind introducing her to me?’‘ asked Yoongi.

‘‘Of course he has to go with her sister.’‘ said Namjoon while rolling his eyes.

‘‘What is it with everybody and my sister?’‘you asked very seriously but you made everyone else laugh. The atmosphere was very laid back at the moment and things were going actually really good.

‘‘Well for starters she is hot Y/N, like worldwide handsome level hot and I saw her first Yoongi.’‘ said Jin as he entered the room.

You were just as surprised as everyone else was. But there they were Jin, Hoseok and Taehyung entering their living room in all their glory.

You stood up out of the habit to greet them but you didn’t know how to react. I mean you could hug Hobi but Jin and Tae, oh boy. At least Jin was acting it out and trying not to make it awkward but Taehyung. He was just standing there and looking at you.

‘‘Hi guys’‘ you said as normal as possible.

‘‘Long time no see Y/N, you look great!’‘ said Hobi while giving you a hug. You really appreciated his positive energy even in the most of the awkward of moments. He really was such a sunshine as he looked like.

‘‘Good to see you too Hobi and thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself.’‘ you said making him laugh.

‘‘And Jin my sister, really?’‘ you said facing towards him. Of course your one night stand was in your mind at the moment, I mean how could he ask such a thing. But it was Jin. Everybody loved him for his unique, yet sometimes self centered -but in a good way, sense of humor.

Jin as well remembered the night you spent together, oh he remembered it so well, but as you guys made a deal to ignore it completely, he tried to stay true to his side of the deal. He gave you a friendly hug and said: ‘‘What can I say, women in your family have a special charm.’‘

You hit him playfully as everybody else laughed. Suddenly you heard a voice coming from the other side of the living room.

‘‘You really do look good Y/N .’‘ said Taehyung.

You looked at him and gave him an honest smile. It was one of those smiles where you didn’t have to say anything yet the other person could understand you completely.

‘‘Well anyways, I’m going to take a shower.’‘ said Tae and with those words he left the room.

‘‘Okay now that the coast is clear, how about NOW, are you still sure you don’t have feelings for him.’‘ asked Yoongi.

‘‘Wow Yoongi, when did you become such a gossip, want to know it all?’‘ asked Jimin.

‘‘What can I say, I love a good drama.’‘ he answered very simply.

‘‘Honestly guys my answer is still no.’‘ you said confidently. Everybody was looking at you waiting to hear if you’re going to say something else in addition.

‘‘Guys I swear if you don’t stop looking at me like that I’m going to tell my sister not to come to my birthday party this year.’‘

‘No, no , No-’‘ they all started screaming in unison. You couldn’t believe your eyes. Men.

‘‘Fine, we’ll stop, just not your sister please.’‘ said Yoongi.

‘‘Once again, I saw her first Yoongi.’‘ argued Jin ‘‘And also, I’m older.’‘

‘‘Like that matters and besides, only by three months, that’s nothing.’‘ Yoongi argued back.

They went back and forth with bickering like that for good 3 minutes when Jungkook cut them both.

‘‘Wait Y/N , does that mean you’re inviting us to your birthday party?’‘ he said with a voice full of hope.

‘‘Of course Kookie.’‘ You answered.

He stood up and went straight to hug you. He was so happy.

‘‘No matter the past we are all still good friends and I want us to remain like that.’‘ you took Kookie’s hand. ‘‘Promise me you’ll come.’‘ you said while looking him in the eyes.

He took both of your hands in his hands , looked you in the eyes and said: ‘’I promise.’’

The whole room went quiet for a moment, everyone was looking at the two of you and it made sense, you guys looked like a couple. To shorten the much awkward moment you said a bit louder, this time referring to everybody else as well: ‘’You too. All of you.’’ pointing to everyone else in the room.

Everyone nodded their heads and agreed with your statement.

‘‘Me too?’‘ said Taehyung very silently standing at the back of the living room. You let go of Jungkook’s hands and walked over to him. You looked him in the eyes and said: ‘‘Of course.’‘ He smiled very vaguely back at you. It was a sweet moment that you guys shared. You felt your heart skip a beat but it was good. It didn’t bother you nor did you blush.

‘‘You are still a big part of my life. I can’t change the past nor that I wish I could. I‘m happy at the moment with my life, and I’m also very happy for you. Yes, I was mad at first but after thinking things through, I can finally say that I understand you.’‘

He smiled at your words. And again, it was that smile where you understood him completely without him saying a word.

At this point you realized everyone else was in the room as well, it wasn’t just you and Taehyung.

‘‘Aaaand you guys are aswell a part of my past and I wish for you to stay as well a part of my present.’’ you said to break the moment.

‘’Aww look at our girl being so sweet. Group hug!’’ yelled Hoseok and everyone gathered around and squeezed you very tightly. You smiled at the current situation happening. Guys were around you hugging you like they used to and everything felt as if nothing had changed.

‘‘Okay break time I need to use the bathroom.’‘ you said breaking your hug and heading to the bathroom.

‘‘You just can’t accept our love can’t you?’‘ said Jimin and you gave him a very wide smile on your way to the bathroom. ‘‘Don’t miss me too much’‘ you yelled before locking the bathroom door.

‘‘Can’t promise you’‘ said Kooke very quietly but everyone around him still heard him.

‘‘Dude don’t say that to us, tell her.’‘ said Taehyung.

Other turned to Tae obviously more surprised by his words instead of Jungkook’s.

‘‘Why are you all looking at me like that?’’ asked V. ‘’I mean it, ask her out, she’s in a good place, you got nothing to lose. And don’t worry about me. I mean it, ask her.’’

The room went quiet for a moment. Jungkook didn’t know what to say. He was happy that both you and Tae had moved on, but he was still scared. He was afraid he would ruin things with you.

‘‘Guys you know I can’t do that.’‘ he said

‘‘Kook, she’s wearing a shirt you bought for her years ago. Trust me if she wouldn’t care for you she wouldn’t have worn it exactly on this day.’‘ said Jimin,

‘‘That has nothing to do with us hanging out.’‘ said Jungkook in his defense.

‘‘I agree with Jimin, I think it has.’‘ said Namjoon. Everyone agreed and stood against Kookie except Jin. He was oddly very quiet and that is definitely nothing like him. Jungkok noticed his silence so he asked him.

‘‘Jin what do you think about it?’‘

At that moment another person’s voice could be heard.

‘‘Think about what?’‘ you said.

‘‘Oh nothing just a song we’re working on.’‘ said Namjoon saving everyone’s asses. Jungkook looked at him and mouthed thank you.

You spent the rest of the evening talking with 7 ot them just like you used to. You didn’t ask anything about Tae’s girlfriend but it was weird to you that she wasn’t there. But on the second thought, Miri wasn’t there either so you decided to just let the thought go completely.

‘‘Okay everyone I’m going to go.’‘ you said after a while.

‘‘What? No! Why would you go so soon.’‘ everybody wanted you to stay a little bit longer. It has been a while since you guys saw each-other and evening definitely passed by too fast.

‘‘I have to go, I promised Miri I’d stop by her place.’‘

‘‘You see Miri all the time. Just stay a little bit longer.’‘ said Jin. His words sounded sincere as ever. You could feel his words and his actual wishing for you to stay. None of the guys found it weird except Namjoon. His body shifted a little bit after hearing Jin’s words and he looked at him a bit weirdly, almost suspiciously of something.

‘‘I really wish I could stay, but I have to go, I really do. I promise though to see you again very soon.’‘ you said while standing up and heading to get your belongings you left when you first arrived.

You hug each of them, even Taehyung, and put on your shoes.

‘‘I’ll walk you out’‘ said Jungkook and you just smiled and waved goodbye to the others.

At the dorm...

Jin left straight to his room after Y/N leaving. Nobody thought of it as something weird but Namjoon definitely knew something was going on. He followed him, knocked on his door, and entered his room.

‘‘Okay what’s going on? he asked reading Jin’s mind.

‘‘Nothing.’’ answered Jin very simply.

‘‘Oh please, like I don’t know you.’‘ Namjoon argued back.

‘‘Just leave please.’‘ Jin asked of him semi patiently.

‘‘You like her, don’t you?’‘ he said very directly.

‘‘What? No, I don’t,-’‘ answered Jin ‘‘-and please, just leave.’‘

‘‘No can do, you like her, which means we have a problem. And it’s a very big problem about which we’re going to talk about Jin.’‘ he said.

‘‘Oh no, we’re not. I don’t like Y/N, so please, just leave already.’‘ Jin said this time a bit louder.

‘‘Jin, pleas-’‘ said Namjoon but he interrupted him, this time shouting loud enough for Namjoon to hear him, but nobody else: ‘‘Leave now, please!!’‘

Namjoon sighed and decided to go. Jin was in no mood for a conversation and he could very obviously see that.

Seokjin laid in his bed after Joon left. He was quiet for a moment just letting his thoughts pass by. After couple of minutes passed he took out a book from under his bed. It was his dairy. He opened it and continued writing where he left of.

Today I realized something. I think I’m in love...

Meanwhile in front of the dorm..

‘‘You really didn’t have to come out Kookie.’‘ you said while looking for a phone in your purse.

‘‘Oh no problem, I wanted to.’‘ he said.

You stopped searching for a moment to smile at him and then you continued walking. Jungkook was grinning to himself, You saw that so you asked him:’’ What’s that sly smile about?’’

‘‘I like your shirt.’‘ he answered still smiling like a baby.

You stopped walking and said: ‘’Thanks. I got it from this guy, he’s a bit weird but I like him.’’

Jungkook turned around to face you, he wasn’t having any of your sarcasm so he said : ‘’That guy must have patience of an 80-year old for dealing with you.’’

You laughed at his comment and hugged him.

‘‘I had a lovely time Kook, thanks for inviting me.’‘

‘‘Are you kidding? Did you see how everyone was happy, of course I had to invite you.’‘ he said very sincerely.

His words were very soothing to you, you liked that you had such a good friend like him no matter the situation.

‘‘Well I should get going, thank you for walking me out.’‘ you let go of him and started to walk towards Miri’s apartment. After taking couple of steps you suddenly heard Kook yelling

‘‘Let’s go on a date Y/N.’‘

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chinatea · 6 years

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Ian/Baby G(Jiyeon), criminals, implied premeditated murder.

The party is so-so.

And yet, Jiyeon is here anyway, sipping his non-alcoholic cocktail, minding his own business and trying not to visibly gag at the vultures leering at him from the dim corners of the club. Most of them are his boyfriend’s cronies, and that’s probably the only reason he’s left alone to pout into his drink.

The criminal world is so, so dull, save for an occasional blood splatter on his lovely satin shirts. The travesty. Still, it’s another petty jibe to prickle his asshole of a boyfriend with. That fucking dipshit truly believes just because he doesn’t beat him, he’s some kind of glowing beacon of benevolence or something. Which is too bad. Jiyeon would rather take a punch to the face, something to make him so worked up he’d actually nut up and stab the guy in his sleep or something, and then take a bullet to the head from one of his lackeys, because he knows what happens to the rogue bitches of dead druglords - they bury them in the woods.

Or backyards, because gas prices are steep these days.

Stewing in his maudlin mood, he is startled to see a tall shot winding up in front of him, almost like magic, liquid like warm gold licking up the brims.

“I thought you might wanna have something stronger than whatever you’ve been having for the past hour, sweetheart.”

That’s...a long fucking sentence and Jiyeon’s brain breezed through most of it. There is only so much stimulation it can handle simultaneously and this man, whomever he is, is plenty stimulating. Visually so. He perches onto the stool next to Jiyeon, easy, suave and handsome - too handsome to be wasted in a jealous rampage, but what does Baby G care. All men are trash anyway. Including him.

He kisses his teeth, loud, just to let this hunk know how he’s not impressed - which is, actually, a coded signal for ‘I’m very much impressed. Please continue, honey, you’re doing great.’ And if the guy is not a total tool, he’ll get it. This is how Jiyeon filters out gems from trash.

(His boyfriend is pure trash, by the way. He never gets it.)

“And you’re, what, some kind of party police? I’m here and I fucking hate it, so there.”

Jiyeon’s upper lip curls into a snarl, right before he downs the drink offered, because he doesn’t have to explain himself to anyone.

“You wanna to talk about it?” the man says with a tranquil grin, eyes flickering down to his full lips - sinful as hell, Jiyeon is very much aware, as he swipes his tongue over them, a habit of his, nothing more. “I’m told I’m a great listener,” he then adds, eyes roaming his face, quite unabashedly, before meeting Jiyeon’s eyes, dragging him down into the deepest pools of black he’s ever seen.

Maybe Jiyeon likes him enough to skip all the pleasantries. Time spent on chitchat is time wasted, anyway.

“Do you wanna talk about it or do you wanna fuck me?”

The guy takes the cheekiness of his tone in stride.

“Can’t it be both?”

“As much as I like good ol’ chinwag for foreplay, I’d rather get fucked the marbles out of me, preferably before my boyfriend gets back from the backrooms, where he’d drilling some whore right now, and makes a scene. I’d give him about five more minutes. Can you do me in five minutes?”

Jiyeon, all business-like, checks his makeup in his compact’s mirror. If there is one rule he holds holy in this world without order, it’s to look flawless as he’s being railed through a wall, or something. Who knows what’s awaiting him on the other side of that wall. The world is unpredictable like that, but at least, his mascara doesn’t flake all over his face.

“I’d rather take you out for dinner, first. How does tomorrow sound?” the guy asks.

What a spoilsport, Jiyeon thinks, clicking his compact shut, as he stares at him, one perfectly trimmed eyebrow quirked in bemusement.

“Sure, I’ll just go ask my psycho boyfriend first,” Jiyeon says. “His name is Seunghee, by the way. I’m sure you’ve heard of the guy.”

“He won’t be a problem,” the guy shrugs, all blase about the name that makes even the old underdogs act like their buttholes are on fire.

“Wish I could say the same,” Jiyeon sighs as he tucks his fists under his chin. When he’s not having sex, he’s a mellow bitch, ready to cry his little heart out. “He’s been the pain in my ass, pun intended, ever since we met at some shady host bar. And I wasn’t even working there, you know. Got dragged in by a friend, but he saw me and...”

...harassed him into this fucked-up joke of a relationship. Sometimes Jiyeon can hardly believe he’s being forced to waste his youth being that asshole’s ragdoll. One of these days, he’s going to snap and kill the bastard, to hell with the consequences.

“Hey, there, we’re talking now,” the guy says, matter-of-factly, with the tiniest pinch of a taunt. As if he knew not to provoke Jiyeon with faux sympathy. Smart move. “Wasn’t so bad, was it. Tell me more.”

“What’s there to tell? I hate his guts and wish him dead. End of story.”

Jiyeon finishes his own drink, the non-alcoholic gin and tonic, before hopping off the barstool, ready to be on his way. If he’s not getting dick tonight, then what’s the point.

“But thanks for asking, yeah?” he smiles, brushing his hand over the guy’s shoulder. The guy who catches his hand and pulls him closer as he leans over to whisper intimately.

“What if I can make it happen. And you let me take you out for dinner. How does that sound?”

Jiyeon looks at him and then starts laughing. Maybe it’s the alcohol in his system, although he could probably douse himself in vodka and still feel sober afterwards, but the off-handed way the guy made the delivery was really fucking funny to Jiyeon.

“You know what,” he giggles into his palm. “Forget about that, I’ll fucking date you, if you kill him.”

He reaches out his tiny well-groomed hand to shake on it, all in good laugh, of course, and the guy takes it, bringing it to his lips and pressing a chaste kiss to his pulse point. For everyone else to see, but unbothered in the slightest, dark eyes trained at Jiyeon the whole time, unwavering and intense.

“Deal.”

And that was a week ago. This morning Jiyeon wakes up to an empty flat, meaning that scumbag didn’t return home last night, probably still stuck up some slut’s butthole. Meaning Jiyeon can have one peaceful morning all to himself. Bless the small mercies.

It’s almost nine in the evening when Jiyeon starts wondering, some very peculiar thoughts drifting through his mind, as he stares at his phone, blissfully silent the whole day - the possessive prick would send him a deluge of messages throughout the day, checking on him, and god forbid Jiyeon switches off his phone or something. Today, however, silence.

It’s twelve AM, next morning, that Jiyeon finally turns on the TV, from boredom, and it’s all over the news: the bomb in the penthouse, possibly an assassination, possibly drug-related, gang war(?), only one casualty. The former drug lord, Lee Seunghee. The police currently is investigating the suspects…

Jiyeon’s hands are shaking as he scrambles for his phone. One message, unread, time of the delivery - 2:45AM. Right after the bomb went off, according to the reports.

‘So, about that dinner tomorrow...’

And Jiyeon smiles.

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So, who do u think Ian is? (Ya know, I’ve always wanted to write an au where BG is just as fucked-up as Ian is. So, I guess this is it.)

Some of you might notice a slight discrepancy with the timing, like if the bombing only happened last night, where was BG’s bf the whole day prior? I don’t know if I wanna explain it here without giving away who Ian is. Maybe in part two, then.

Now, I feel like I need to write a second part, or smth.

#i know i'm late to the party but Happy Birthday Angel #personas au

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multiversemuses · 7 years

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A Sonata for a Root Vegetable ~ A Growing Love Story in Nine GIFs and 1,000+ Words

@darthvoldemaul

“You’re one of my favorite people in the whole wide world; you know that?” Danny prefaces one day while they’re hanging out at Spatola’s.

“Right back at you,” Rhett replies, scratching his chin and leaning back against the green cushion of the booth. “But?”

“But are you ever gonna break the ice and actually talk to her?”

“Who?”

Danny gives him a look and tosses a crumpled napkin at his face.

“You know who, dude.”

Rhett rolls his eyes even though his crooked smile belies this feigned annoyance.

“For the last time, I do not have ‘a thing’ for your lady friend’s best friend.”

“Lies.”

“I don’t. I mean she’s cute or whatever, I guess, but I don’t even know her.”

“You could, if you’d just let me put in a good word.”

“Nah, that’s even worse. I can do my own flirting, man, when I want to.”

“Nola says you just get this really intense look on your face and then sorta walk away all broody.”

“Did she tell her that?”

“No. Nola saw you guys pass each other outside Farley’s.”

“Then she also saw that her friend didn’t even look my way, so it’s all good. Doesn’t matter what my face is doing if it’s just your girlfriend and Butter the Cat watching me through the bookshop window. Her bestie didn’t notice a thing.”

Danny folds his arms and looks away. “I wouldn’t be so sure...,” he mumbles cryptically.

“Why? What’d she say? Did she mention me to you guys?”

Danny’s expression breaks into a broad grin and he cackles triumphantly.

“Busted! You do give a shit. I called it!”

Rhett slumps sideways and groans loudly.

“I hate you.”

As the months go by and Danny and Nola start spending more time together, so too do their friend groups. “Groups” is being used a little loosely here since Nola really only has a couple of friends her own age. However, this only means that there are even less people standing as physical buffers between Rhett and The Girl.

The absence of Rhett’s A-Game is reaching such a level that it is even starting to be noticed by the (albeit unintentionally) oblivious. It took Marty three years to discover her best friend and roommate was in love with her and even she can discern something is up with her shaggy sidekick.

“You okay, Rhettro Chic?” Marty asks one night at a party, eyeing him over her glass. “You’re being all quiet. It’s weird.”

Vanessa, who is seated at the table with them, follows Rhett’s line of sight and figures out whose gaze has left him flummoxed. Mercifully, she uses her very recent upgrade to girlfriend status to distract the other young woman from this line of inquiry. Nessa presses her lips to Marty’s ear and murmurs what Rhett can only assume is a request to dance, given that they start making their way toward the floor.

As they cross the room, Vanessa gives Rhett a pointed look over her shoulder and tilts her head toward where Danny, Nola, and her friend are standing. Rhett gives her a grateful nod in return. If he is finally going to do this thing, love her though he does, Rhett really does not need Marty’s encouraging whistles and calls echoing after him.

He downs a gulp of his beer and strides determinedly toward the far corner. Danny sees his friend’s approach and gets a knowing look in his eye. After a little idle chitchat, Danny uses his best goofy smile and dance moves to coax Nola away with him so Rhett will have his opportunity.

Somehow, just like that, it feels like Danny has found a way to make this all easier on Rhett without directly interfering. Now, if he speaks to Nola’s friend, Rhett will seem like he's sparing her the awkwardness of being left behind as a third wheel. There can even be an unspoken commiseration over their current third wheel-iness. Rhett turns to face this fellow “single Pringle” and manages a smile that almost doesn’t look nervous at all.

“So, how’ve you been?”

Progress has been made, it’s fair to say, although they're still very much in the friendly acquaintance stage. Even so, it’s nice to be able to exchange subtle nods of greeting across South Main Street. Danny has other ways of reaching the bookshop if he were so inclined, but he conveniently keeps asking Rhett for a ride to make sure his best bud will be in the right place at the right time. Not wanting to be too obvious, Rhett always busies himself afterward by entering other nearby shops as if he’s come this way to run errands. Much to his delighted surprise, there comes one afternoon when Nola’s friend uses this to her advantage. Rhett comes back to find a scrap of notebook paper with seven digits tucked under his windshield wiper.

Call me sometime - S.

“So your friend Marty always addresses you by a nickname?”

“Sorta. I don’t know if it really counts as a nickname when she tries to steer clear of repeats so it’s never the same. More like name puns? Play on words or whatever.”

“Gotcha. I’m gonna give you one for your contact in my phone. It’s like Rheumatologist, Rhinocerous, stuff like that?”

“Nah, that’s more like that Benedict guy who played the dragon fr--”

“Got it! I’m texting you a screenshot.”

“...Rutabaga Wickerchair. You’re pretty proud of that one, aren’t you?”

“Taking my bows as we speak. I brought it up a level ’cause your last name’s in it now, too.”

“All right, two can play at that game. Check your messages.”

“Symphony OldMacDonald. That is... something special.”

“Hey, it’s a closer match than Rutabaga.”

“Debatable.”

“A coffee date. Very conventional. And very not you.”

“What can I say? I’m a man of mystery. Gotta keep you on your toes.”

"Sure, Jan. C’mon, spill it. What’s going on, Scruffleupagus? You’re up to something; I know it. This wouldn’t happen to be one of your collaborative effort pranks, would it?”

“Dunno. Guess you’ll have to wait in suspense and find out.”

“Gonna keep your secrets to the last, huh? All right. But I’m on to you.”

“Scruffle Shuffle!”

Rhett cleans the cheese dust off his fingers with meticulous care, pretending not to hear.

“Rhett!”

He tilts back his head, catching the remaining bag crumbs in his mouth. Rhett gives no indication that he has seen her waving.

“Pardon me... Handsome!”

Rhett smiles in spite of himself but keeps up the act that he hasn’t noticed her prior to this moment.

“Oh hey, Syd.”

“Y’know, strictly speaking, we’re not allowed to bring outsiders back here.”

“Funny, of the two of us, I’d have said you're the one who favors the Ponyboy aesthetic.”

“Har-dee-har. You know the kind I mean.”

“Non-delinquents?”

“Uh, yeah, something like that.”

“They’re right to be wary, y’know.”

“’Cause I’m such a bad influence?”

“No, ’cause I am. I throw a mean bash, mister. Gimme a box of rinse cups, some AA batteries, and a little dry ice and I could put this place on the social map in a night.”

“A regular Party MacGyver, eh?”

“Damn straight.”

“I’d better not let The Powers That Be know you’re here, then.”

“You’re gonna protect me from your scary headmistress?”

“Yup.”

“Risking life and limb for your lady fair?”

“Yeah or, y’know, like a month’s detention.”

“And they say chivalry is dead.”

“This is where you wanted to show me? One of the piers under the bridge?”

“Yup, this is the one.”

“Interesting. Why this place? What makes it special?”

“I don’t know. It’s quiet, I guess.”

“Yeah. Or it was, ’til you brought me out here.”

“Hmm... The water does seem weirdly still. Even the semis don’t scare off the fish, but they sure heard you coming.”

“Watch yourself, Studly, or I’m gonna help you get intimately acquainted with the Delaware.”

A handful of the academy kids are sitting with Nola and her friends around a bonfire on the shoreline. On a log by themselves near the far side of the circle, Syd and Rhett scuff sand onto the ends of each other’s shoes and make shadow puppets in the flickering glow from the flames.

“Crap, outta juice again,” Marty whines a little louder than necessary and tilts her Solo cup with an exaggerated flip of the wrist.

“There are a few Mike’s left in the cooler,” Nola points out.

Marty pretends to consider them but wrinkles her nose. “The ice has gotten melted from being too close to the fire.”

“I’ll get you a cold one from the spare supply in the truck,” Vanessa volunteers.

“Aww, thanks, babe. You’re the best.” Marty gives her a peck on the cheek and they discretely exchange a conspiratorial wink.

Things go back to normal for a minute or two until Marty’s cell phone suddenly blares. The ringtone is so loud that everyone around the bonfire jumps about half a foot.

“Sha la la la la la! Don't be scared. You better be prepared. Go on and kiss the girl!

Marty puts a hand to her chest and gives an exaggerated laugh.

“Oh, that must be my talent manager. Excuse me. I really have to take this.”

She sweeps away into the darkness with the phone pressed to her ear, kicking Rhett’s shin rather sharply as she passes. He winces and rubs the leg of his jeans but, when he sits upright again, Syd is watching him. Did she glance at his lips just then or was it a trick of the light?

#Ship: All's Fair in Love and Prank Wars #Rhett Whitaker #theclonewriter #Me @ me: Y R U like this? I WAS JUST PLAYING AROUND WITH MY IMAGINATION.#There's like a whole story behind this too because like #my sister asked me to watch the show with her and I thought to myself #'Hmm she kinda has some Alycia-level waviness going on with her hair.#Since ADC is our Jackie maybe Katherine could be good for the OTP with Rhett? We shall see.'#And then of course after the series all I wanted was for a faceclaim of her to be in a universe where she'd be happy & laugh & smile a lot #and what better place than engaging in pranks and banter with my beloved Chewbacca son?#so I started tinkering around with ship gifs and got in too deep #and then I saw a book at work with Rutabaga in the title and that sparked an idea #and the next thing I know I'm writing scenes to accompany every gif #and now here we are :P #Made for Muses

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This is a story of a man who sought to bring purer, more affordable access to hemp and CBD being betrayed, run-around, and even wrongfully arrested while trying to do the right thing.

We’re about to walk you through a #Kentucky born #corruption in the industrial #hemp trade. Imagine making a major investment in which you dotted all of your I’s and crossed all of your T’s through education, law, regulation, and business practice only to have it stolen. The very people who helped you bring new business to their state turn on you. From the beginning to the end, this is the story of a man who sought to bring purer, more affordable access to hemp and CBD being betrayed, run-around, and even wrongfully arrested while trying to do the right thing.

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you ready dude fucking always ready

it’s the biggest corruption scandal

you’ve never heard of and he’s naming

names that is right y’all and we are

back again to stir the teeth

y’all best stay tuned because we have

got a story for you hey y’all this is

Mike and this is Paxton and welcome to

the mad Liberty Party we’re left is

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in the world is full of fuckin clowns

feel like the world’s gone mad then pull

up a chair and we’ll throw you a tea cup

cuz we’re all mad here yep and while we

usually say that madness is more fun

with friends sometimes you got to come

together with friends just a freaking

push the madness back we have a little

bit of something different for you guys

today this isn’t our normal kind of like

faces of Liberty chill chitchat we have

a story and you’re not gonna like it but

you’re gonna want to hear this would you

hate so with us we do have a friend

Keith would you like to introduce

yourself my name is Keith Taylor I live

in California and I grow cannabis

marijuana and industrial hands yes and

the story that we got that we that

brought us together it is just a wild

ride you you guys we’ve talked to plenty

of you guys about the drug trade we’ve

talked to you guys about how the

government will reach down and and dick

over people we’ve talked to you guys

about all sorts of things we’ve talked

about contra and I guess today we’re

gonna tell you a little bit of your

story um I would like that like and and

I would like to start it off by just

asking you would I asked you the first

time when we met you know like what how

did you get in this place

like how did this happen how does happen

well I’ve been involved in the cannabis

industry for many many years and uh but

involved top companies in the cannabis

industry you know since I can remember

and uh so you know also a good

connections over in China I’ve been

doing business there for going on 19 20

years now then face but I want to make

the transition from THC to CBD

because uh once started helping out

cancer patients because I see what was

happening with them getting drained and

still dying you know everything they

take from them and they still dying here

so I figured if I could make cancer

carrying drugs that’d be great so that’s

why I started doing and I found the

technology in China to do it on a

commercial level and scale so it’s went

over there got technology let’s make

this shortly in the brought to America

okay

first place that I want to do it on the

commercial scale and the only place in

the industrial and I’ve got a mall so it

was part of the industrial hemp and

still AM and that’s all him research

pilot program the federal government so

the only place you feel it on a

commercial scale in 2018 or 1718 was a

kentucky yeah everywhere else hear from

you and you know under no microscope you

know in a university or something like

that right this is this is all you all

commercial levels because you want to go

so I went bigger than eating with

everyone in America the American history

so I made American history I did 2300

acres was a 3.6 square miles will cover

half of San Francisco California in so

what comes along with that though snakes

on the starts lots of them are cartels

you know so basically that in this

position was by knowing how to grow vast

amounts of cannabis and

you know at the same time you know huge

scale knowing the processing of it might

turn into cancer curing drugs how’d she

take it

the stock in make make fibre things to

them is you know with plastics make

animal bet even you know heard things

like that use the whole plant right so

there’s some ones could use the whole

plane we could grow on wide by scale

this enormous you know scale is just

people want wants you but the only wants

you long enough to where you get it done

alright I’ll have to bring all these

things together tried to bring China in

the u.s. together how to bring

California Kentucky together you know

that I’m gonna bring all of the people

in those communities together you know

and put it all in one place in Western

Kentucky and uh there’s a big

undertaking you know cost me over a

million dollars in my own pocket okay

and you know all my family connections

political connections and industrial

connections namely this is all the

leverage every part of my life and there

were a lot of people there at that

shovel party yeah so you know and so you

know I got it done but uh you know I

think that greed that’s it

you know we reach that scene no one’s

understood me I’m I’m so zeroed in and

focused on the ultimate goal which was

to bring the CBD it was a cancer caring

drug or a drug

I called John chemical whatever you want

to call it you know to the American

people for those but they’re the best

quality for the least expensive cost

right because it you know figure that’s

the least I could do for the American

people since I was able to go out and

get the only technology that exists in

the world to cure this cancer and the

FDA gonna probably want to slap mean

shit to me and send me letters Sam can’t

say that should welcome eighties cancer

cure okay because I’ve cured by people

with cancer

okay so I don’t care

they say on what could you say certain

things because then you know people

might know that that’s what they got to

do instead of go get IVs of drugs that

are gonna kill you from the

pharmaceutical industry and then once

you feel bad they’re gonna show you

drugs so you don’t feel bad I remember

them coming out with this story from

Canada seeing that they were using it to

help like basically causes cancer cells

to kind of like eat themselves almost

and then all of a sudden you just never

hear these things again they keep coming

out with these things saying oh it can

be treated and then you never hear from

it again the FDA is of monopoly what

they do is they are regulating shit so

there’s only one thing that you can

actually use and of course they’re

getting funneled money by those

individual people because that’s how

they make money so of course you’re not

gonna ever come up with the fucking cure

because that hurts their business the

people in the FDA are probably the most

corrupt people in fucking America

besides the DEA FBI I mean the list is

pretty pretty long if it sounds like

part of the ABCs is probably not good

the good guys in America I’ve seen the

bad guys in our society you’ll realize

real quick standing on to like you can

get people to come walk out even to the

middle of the road they start to realize

it’s not right no right at all so I

guess you know like I caught up with you

know I got I got China in in America and

I got the source of you know I got

things coming from everywhere I’m I got

my seeds from Italy sixth generation

Italian variety you know good high

yielding CBD will also best fiber in the

world so you can make nice clothes so I

mean I would source the best in the

world of every fucking thing I could

because I mean why if you’re gonna do

something I do

right it’s got to be the best of the

best of the best so Virginia and was

like I said people Greece are setting in

I start thinking okay non-self can

leverage the leverage that because I’ve

got a lot of people in my inner circle

now because it

I had to incorporate countries states

counties

you know cities what have you and so the

people that are in the inner core and

then it would be but the Kentucky

Department of Agriculture it was a

fucking joke by the way okay it looks

commissioner he’s a piece of shit

he’s a liar okay and I told him not to

uh go on record to the so USDA which is

you know so the Commissioner going to

see what he’s gonna put out so I know

that we’re gonna put out like over a

month ahead of time so I said a right to

his general counsel email tone joke joke

joke you know you really can’t get get

your guys in right victims in that out

but you’ve gotta stop him from sending

that out and I’ll tell you why because

number one you already know what about

2300 acres missing okay

Kentucky as a whole the prior year only

did 2300 acres okay so how could you say

nut is wrong when you’re industrial hemp

research pilot program well you

basically die once you do your old state

grew last year missing by one guy you’re

gonna you’re gonna kill his career you

know if people find this out you know so

don’t do it I said we’re on keep

offering you now is opportunity to

correct it before you seen that in

instead of covering it up so if you try

to cover it up instead come on anyway

yeah you know that yeah so they decide

they’re gonna cover it up okay so now

the cover pictures on so they push it

out and I know best in America with the

press industrial and research pilot

program in the nation on this shit back

thinking fucking guys knuckleheads right

because how could you say that you’re

missing almost everything for you stay

okay um you’ve been it’s been reported

to you you tell me okay okay if if I’m

missing all this and um processor and

handler what do I put them like my

annual report because it’s all been

spoken they said just put zero so I went

from 2200 acres to zero any other state

if I fucking did this shit or any other

business I said if everyone knew I had

the biggest amount of anything in the

fucking world or nation and then I’ve

claimed

zero that’s like I made drunk I made two

billion dollars last year and I claimed

zero right no money I want to pay any

taxes what would happen to me I’ll go to

fucking jail right so look you know look

I want to pay my taxes because I’m

probably all about a hundred million

dollars okay okay been one of their

freakin prisons for not giving them

their fucking war dues yeah it’s

actually called a court tell tax working

so I was a co-founder of California

finest Americans people marijuana

cigarettes right fuck big taxes right

because we had the first legal grow in

California and you want to keep that

going so basically how to keep that

noise you got a piggy so go to my CPA

what do we do because of 1k tests in the

world there’s actually a thing called a

cartel tax but it’s 50% so what so

everything that you can normally claim

in it nothing a regular business you

cannot write off you can’t write off

shit almost basically they’re cut is

passed

okay so we sort of came the Courtauld X

so now is that much yeah sucks it sucks

but at the same time shit they’re big

big profit margins right so you could

afford to share so I didn’t care Thanks

so now I’m going now that will be that

like a true acres of marijuana in Reno

greenhouses right so now I’m dealing

with 2,300

instead of going you know hundreds of

pounds and thousands of pounds into

millions right yeah he shows yeah 27 and

a half moon okay so that’s a lot of

tonnage right and it’s no longer pounds

you’re talking tons of Nellie referred

to this punish and you know I know for

sure you know but you you miss a payment

on your taxes I’m done because there’s

nobody’s gonna ever dig yourself out of

this one if you’re doing it business

shit we’re gonna do so I mean I’m don’t

look shake that stolen I know loot okay

these guys were in on it

look I want to pay the money you know

talk to these guys

we don’t want to hear it right but we do

and just fucking take the loss right but

you know me there’s the chairman and

president

I can’t just take the loss right

I didn’t add egg the buck stops here so

they’re gonna say why didn’t you do

anything

did you contact anybody okay I contacted

the DEA I contacted the FBI I contacted

the Senators Congressmen Department of

Kentucky everyone involved industrial

hemp research – no one wants to say shit

right they don’t want to hear nothing

right

they don’t care but you bet your ass you

know when they come knocking for the tax

money what am I gonna say you know so I

can say that talk to all these people

but then um someone did then I get a

break in the action right

and this comes with a they catch a truck

18-wheeler leave in Kentucky heading to

Colorado right

the going to Tulsa Oklahoma Osage Nation

right and to get pulled over stupid

trying to be incognito but you got it

you got a trailing man right behind them

fucking armored guys right arm on dart

saying you’ve drawn attention to

themselves it’s cops form over boom they

find it you’ve got a couple pallets of

industrial hemp and the rest of them –

marijuana right that’s all Kentucky

roses marijuana I think I’m the only guy

in Kentucky that grows industrial to be

honestly but they all grow marijuana

three years and I’m fuck notice but

everyone’s gonna fucking know I’m the

fucking top and by that you mean that

it’s like way above the the be allotted

number the percentage oh shit

Kentucky’s been growing the number one

cash crop for Kentucky is marijuana okay

years okay you ever heard of these guys

called the cornbread mafia okay Lord

just bust in US history

okay happened in Kentucky the bosses the

guys in called cornbread mafia probably

do not they could not get any

indictments because no one would talk

because they’re all inbred there you

know and when they say inbred it’s not

like they fucking their sisters and

their moms and shit like that it’s yeah

it’s a breading society you know I

always thought it was when I started

working with them they rotate all their

people and they have meetings all the

time so they’re mayors and judges I mean

they’re just circling around you win in

at some other state of life for many

people to learn they’re just swapping

out information all the time then

covering each other’s asses like mother

everyone everyone says I don’t like that

guy and they say they don’t like that

guy that means that’s the best for

everybody not talking to shit on it

right but they’re opening it up for you

to talk see on the guy right so but I

already know this shit anything so I’m

just sitting back studying these fuckers

but yeah so marijuana is their number

one cash crop always been always has

been always will be

okay so I’m the only guy going in the

store and they’re basically and so the

truck is pulled over in Oklahoma bang

so I hear but I thought I’m sorry I get

a hold of the arresting officer doctrine

purple now it’s only fucking graphic and

I need from them because some of that

him is mine because I’ve got millions of

pounds missing right and so obviously I

know what they’re using my shit or

they’re using it to put off all of the

marijuana on all the trucks in the last

four pallets to here to here I’m gonna

be or or there may be nice and go six

pallets you know what uh I know that

it’s gonna be mine the rest of marijuana

so they opened the thing then everything

says they’re in the industrial hemp

research pilot program and they’re say

oh here’s our paperwork and there’s a

him but that shit’s not so bad

so I knew that was mine so I got I

wanted I’m trying to grab my shit so I

need to be able to get in and testify

today so it’s with the truck now now

talk to the arresting officer who

sheriff wypall then I said don’t look

I’m gonna need to get somebody test I

need I need to grab some samples off the

truck I think a lot of you know whatever

any industrial hemp on there is mine the

rest of that shoots marijuana I could

tell and I also need that ship who’s

gonna be mine because the Hanna Dean was

called a super sexy super super suppose

about a thousand pounds okay and is what

you put it is what we realize would only

guys that use super sex for industrial

name because no one else drives number

one no one else ever no one else even

asking number two were the only ones

that dry it okay and so we have named

exercise dryer it’s the size of a

fucking bust right so you had to dry so

much right

so England putting these super sacks

Naxos super sacks on your low back

fucking mind sure right so I need to get

that shit so protested and so I could

you know get my shit back off that truck

and figure out what’s going on so they

throw me well you don’t see that address

I know file report so gotta file report

with and I’ve already been talking with

FBI and state police in all kinds so

they say you get a report from state

place of picked on you fine so I’m

talking to them they’re like so I know

you gotta understand they’re crooked

they’re cooker didn’t cook it over there

like I mean they may be called the state

police but they’re like Mexican police

right they’ll be carrying the ak-47 on a

fucking motorcycle right fucking rescue

and nothing in the money your wallet

that’s huh yeah they’re just they’re

just the police their own cartel so I’ve

got I’ve been going so I’m like you know

I gotta press charges on these guys is

that here’s all the evidence

shit on these guys tried to bribe me

don’t call commercial bribery he said

hey look we got this much left in the

empty so I mean I could’ve made you know

he was some about five six ten million

fucking dollars right

but again I’m the champ okay so I know

everything is missing and they forgive

me millions of dollars shut the fuck up

sorry you know can I do it I know this

is not all plus where’s my fiber in my

hurt you know and say sorry is what you

get so I’m not gonna be accepted

so all these listening down every every

penal code that they broke trying to get

over this detective right and they named

detective quarry hammy he’s a piece of

shit

alright and good Kentucky State Police I

said I need a report he’s following pork

because also tops this attorney got was

pressing charges on the guys in Oklahoma

her name was Rebecca and she said come

on you know the rules you know what’s

going on said I know I report just

getting so again I not only the sheriff

some attorney that’s now hold you the

evidence of this fucking truck

18-wheeler is evidence only get him get

into that thing and get the examples is

through this report so I got all this

just goes onions so overwhelming I mean

I’m talking yes so much you got a

question yeah yeah yeah I really hate to

interrupt you because you’re killing it

I love the story so far this is really

good I mean it’s it’s it’s horrible but

it’s really good but I’m just really

curious about the bribe stuff that you

had mentioned I don’t know that’s

something you want to talk about over 20

Frank they try to give me three hundred

and thirty thousand fucking pounds okay

which you could grab that up about 50

acres yeah I mean so where the rest in

you go what about my investors okay and

what about mine you know what about my

company what about the people I’m trying

to help

what about what about the two companies

I could have took taken off of 100%

import of materials to now transfer them

to be domestic fucking product this is

what all of our politicians talk about

but never fucking I brought industry

back to America

yeah okay but then they fucking away and

take it away because you got the fucking

black market you got the cartel stealing

everything selling it for fucking

pennies on the dollar

yeah so the bride can press but well I

think you’re about to say it but how

exactly did they give you the bride

elected was this in-person email letter

they sent me said this is the entire

2018 crop nothing has been sold and blah

blah blah

they should’ve said this mm is the

leftovers of the 2018 crop that hasn’t

been stolen

so but they’re not so this is supposed

to be a whole entire problem and so as

chairman of the organization and

president I can do one of two things I

could take the bribe because it’s a

bribe because I I’d say it’s a broad

look I already know what my project the

yields were supposed to be for the year

right I know how many seeds

I’m putting around I did about 30,000

pounds of students from four hundred and

fifty thousand dollars for a thousand

acres I had two lots

I had a thousand acres 1,300 acres

breaking under this is the seed guy he’s

already growing it I’m buying all the

floral material necessary the other one

I own everything on okay so 2,200 acres

total so I know

fucking and I wanted it that way I’m

going to keep the math simple thousand

acres 30,000 pounds 30 pounds per acre

scenery 30 pounds per acre

okay you’ve got to understand there also

there’s twenty seven thousand five

hundred seeds per pound so you’re

looking at about nine hundred thousand

potential plants per acre okay

marijuana guys usually grow about 2,300

plants per acre yeah I’m talking almost

a million plants per acre I get out

about 15 to 25 grams okay we’re talking

thirteen thousand pounds of drag floral

material per acre okay so

you understand you guys want to give you

some nothing right I can’t very well I

know not only by what we did last the

previous year before I decided to claim

five and over and then let a Campania I

had everything tested and ran all the

strings so I’m newly produced okay I

knew like I just told you the seeds

Holmes Brigid is that so now I’m doing a

thousand thousand acres thirty pounds

per acre and thirty thousand pounds it

seems foreign 50 grand

then I know what’s going to yield

because I know what yeah last year and I

know it’s gonna heal this next year

because he’s gonna have we had more Sun

and more rain so I couldn’t very well as

you say okay give me the three hundred

thousand pounds I’ll fucking hockey

fucking take the money and run right

because right that’s number one I’m an

honest guy we’re gonna do that because

I’m building a company that I’m going to

utilize to make this country a better

place right among the industrial hemp

research pilot program which I’m cast

with um showing America if this is a

viable crop or not and if so you know

still the shit out of it yeah yeah so so

so basically I was showing him this as

it was growing and they already do

because I got Senator McConnell behind

me in congressman comer and I was able

through through them and myself to get

it commoditize and legalize through

Donald Trump at the end of 2008 to shit

Wow yeah I worked my ass off you know in

McConnell didn’t get behind industrial

so I broke ground on our facility to

reach out there he’s like oh shit this

guy knows how to properly you know

monetize this crop and he seen that so

he jumps in front of comers and I’m

gonna have compensated companion bill

I’m gonna lead the way and he did and he

used me as an example of why he was

doing it and what we were doing King’s

row biotech okay

and so when all this stuff was going

down corner he’s got you know

he’s Kentucky guy right so you know

character statesman or the one stealing

my shit right right so you think not

that I expected him to give a shit

because I don’t really have high

expectations for him from what we do you

think that’s connected though he saw you

now being able to make something that’s

profitable and then all of a sudden your

shit goes missing well yeah and my

technology – okay so they hijacked

everything look I was only guy in the

world that had this technology but when

I went to Kentucky all of a sudden they

steal my technology they steal my my my

crops and then all of a sudden you know

I’ll fucking go away the wayside you

often hoping you save hair happy that

you made it out alive but you’re not

gonna just sit there and be happy

yeah okay you with the highest on in the

the cause is a common ball to Kentucky

is to be honored as Kentucky kernel okay

so I received this award okay so this by

the governor in the Secretary of State

and then I also get honored and they

give me Admiral C to make me Admiral

okay so they think these two things is

enough for me but I don’t want titles

come on

you know I went to school you might say

don’t care about titles I care about you

know making a difference bringing

manufacturing back to the United States

curing cancer making nice clothes out of

hand things like that and that’s that

all your wards if I’m gonna do nothing

for me so all sudden it gave me the

highest honors all right and then when

they still everything now I’m now

getting back to the truck I report this

to everybody okay

now I’m asking for the damn report okay

and then I’ll simply the guys wouldn’t

give me the report to Kentucky guys

detective Kang the guy okay so what ends

up happening is and I’m already talking

to the FBI you can suck it to shit about

shit because you guys are fucking in

with McConnell right he pays a paycheck

for it he’s the one that did he’s up the

money

omni’s bill was for all the federal

agencies so he just doesn’t make shut

the fuck up right don’t do nothing

obviously that’s August so then yeah so

these guys is not right through the

report that I need to get my hip off

that truck instead you know that’s in

your fucking report is a ten by the way

all you guys are growing marijuana over

there I’m the only one in there

within an hour they have a warrant out

for my arrest right so now I go from

trying to press charges against the

hookers that stole from me all this

material worth hundreds of millions of

dollars okay all I do is write an email

it’s on that the state grows marijuana

and I’ll knowing that goes industrial

him and you guys that talk to and

whatever and they wasn’t out that had me

invited okay you know weren’t house my

arrest so I’m fucking that he has your

fucking joke right now I don’t give a

shit so yeah these guys fluffy show up

one day at my house machine guns

armored vehicles helicopters snipers on

the roof of my neighbors fucking machine

guns pointed at my house right I can’t

believe that we didn’t see that on the

news anywhere like they didn’t I’ve been

looking for it I haven’t seen it any

nobody covered this nobody comes in

because they don’t want that she comes

but you know if I if I was getting

arrested gonna add roaches in my a

string they did that they were done you

know I’m sorry I didn’t mean to

interrupt it’s just like I like to point

that out because like some people still

think that the media will actually tell

the truth for them there’s no such thing

I mean these guys are pulled apart you

know they only pumped what they want you

to hear into society there’s no free

journalist you know what anything : oh

yeah bring sweet things they don’t

want you to see they just don’t get

there for you to get yeah you’re not

luck they’re not allowed push it in

society worse in China in America I mean

I even tried to talk to them after I got

out cuz this is what happen in fucking

arrest right and I was smoking a joint

where I am kind of about right now and I

saw it and Mussina does walk out with my

hands up thank God they didn’t shoot you

Jesus I know he’s not a black or a dog

so yeah so they got to uh loudspeaker

this is the US Marshals we have a

warrant for Taylor come on with your

hands up so fucking dead right and I

spent five months in fuckin jumpin and

fucking reason and like they put me on

armed and dangerous’ warrant which

Laconia fugitive armed and dangerous

number one I’m not a fugitive I know

someone who commits a crime in one place

and fleet right so fleeing from one

state to another to avoid being cut

never did that and on their own business

although I am a fucking marine I don’t

own a weapon for that exact reason

because I’m smart guy

all we see the guys in get in trouble is

the marine and he fucked gun there are

vets these days it looks like you see if

that with the gun that there on the news

you can promise me somebody red flagged

him and now he’s doing rescue warriors

one of those people I mean he’s a former

military yeah

so in a special Force Marine so the

thing is is I know these motherfuckers

doing you know fucking so I’m like okay

I don’t own a gun right now and you need

that because the advances you’re messing

with this stuff is automatic California

federal to is like any time you get

caught with anything like a weapon with

any type of drug automatic fucking two

years right so I’m I’m not screwing

around

liars some guy with some guns right so

and I don’t want to give them a reason

to he’s an ex-marine like you said

ripped like he’s fucking acting crazy I

think that good towels and all kinds of

guns then it makes me look bad if I’m

fucking armored up like a motherfucker

yeah though I got nothing so

they assume he’s a Marine he’s fucking

stack with guns no don’t even hold one

so armed and dangerous

would that did the mean does it make me

fucking at the stands open five months

with no fucking bail because if you’re

armed and dangerous

fuck you don’t get bail okay so they use

all these little things to hold me for

no reason

so anyone won’t extradite you and I need

any court or anything like that during

any of this stuff like they hadn’t

convicted you of anything they’re just

holding your ass no they said we you

know you want to be exercised challenged

extradition get a governor’s morning

right because what I want to what I’m

doing here now is although if instead of

30 days we can extradite me there it’s

gonna be they have up to 90 days now

because the governor had to sign off on

it but what I’m doing there is dragging

the fucking governor of that stadium

down this bullshit you know I mean see

this dumbass motherfucker will fucking

bite right and he does but you know but

he’s getting out soon cuz they swapped

governors like that right after about

out right uh-huh right before I got out

in November December so he didn’t give a

shit so he said I’ll put my name on it

you know but they didn’t do dick there

was no evidence of me doing shit yes

governor signing off on this shit right

so you know that the whole state of

Kentucky was crooked ass motherfucker

and excuse me for cussing why you’re

flying I come so I’m there it’s a fine

paste look and they got a governor’s

work they never extradited me and then

the judge told me earlier in LA in LA

County the fucking worst fucking damn

log well after all of that they didn’t

actually extradite you after smoking

christ almighty this makes me want to

get on a train and go to California and

arrange some sort of protest like right

now she says mr. Taylor this is the

first time I’ve ever seen this being on

bench then they go is for to get it

governor’s war and they don’t even come

get you

I’m very sorry mr. Taylor

fucking ridiculous

I can’t believe that the media won’t

fucking like the mainstream media won’t

pick this up this is look they don’t

want to end up in a box at the end of

the river you know that’s exactly what

it is I’m not fucking you now you see

it’s a perfect example

now you see you don’t even have to fuck

commit a crime to go to jail and not

have fucking bail and you’re stuck in

there oh yeah do that since they passed

the Patriot Act to because they can’t

what all sorts of vague things all over

it now and hold you without bill because

no longer it you know you know like you

were saying you know they even they’re

coming after the highest people in

society now so everyone should be

fucking scared every and everyone in

between from the top to the fucking box

so if I would do Stanford I’m Stanford

educated I’m on fucking marine golden

boy stick out you know they get hammered

it I did everything I’m supposed to

group you like look even though I don’t

you talk about my education or anything

like that because I was already smart

before I went there but the thing is I

want to check those boxes so I could

fucking do I do what I do right so I do

those types of projects right so then

allow me to go but then what I didn’t

you know it’s it’s better yeah I don’t

want to say be not touchable but because

you shouldn’t be touching fucking okay

you’re a good guy he’s not stealing shit

he doing things for the good of

everybody should be untouchable

shouldn’t be able to fuck with you like

they come to these investments and no

fuckin these but they steal my shit and

they turn arrest me because I want I

wanna pilots we should work because they

stole from me they arrest me

the buck I tried to dick I try to get

that report from once and because I

wouldn’t back off they fuckin came after

me fuckin awful like so let me ask you

real quick did you have faith in like

the system prior to this I mean you you

served in the military Special Forces

all that

stuff so yeah are you so I’m painting

the system I have zero now 0:08 in the

system because everyone is dirty okay

everyone that you think the FBI put out

shows you know he seemed doing all this

cool shit doing this dude those

motherfuckers are the corrupt this

motherfuckers around was ICCE AMD then

they’re all corrupt

okay the Department of Justice is fucked

okay

they don’t give a shit about you they

don’t give a shit about me you know shit

about nobody

it’s a person money well yeah I don’t

like the rest of the infrastructure of

our country like our roads oh yeah we

have roads my roads my roads but they’re

all fucking shit everywhere yeah and

that’s basically what the inside of our

country looks like Jews everyone was

bought off now you know I mean it’s just

like I told you you know you like but

you know McConnell he he’s the guy that

put signs on his bill basically that

would that is the budget for federal

government so if he’s like telling the

FBI look you guys want me to cut the

staff by half shut the fuck up and do

what I say that’s the way it really

works right because I saw with the

fucking the FBI get in in Kentucky I’ll

give him everything you know what they

need you to fuck get my shit back and to

fucking get the guys the fuck but you

guys are all cartel right in the cartel

they’re white-collar crimes fucking

cartels are taking about judges and all

kinds of people involved Freddie and so

you know and they got judges signing off

with my fucking morons and ex traditions

and shit like that in the same fucking

judge that that they’re trying to do

shit to me civilly with you know so they

file at five five fucking things against

me in court

you know civilly and I’m the one you

know my companies don’t want I got

stolen from the guy that stole from me

they allowed them to fucking take over

my company and drop the fucking in

litigation against themselves that’s how

fucking corrupt it is if they would

stole my fucking company after this – so

in the end what happened with the him

did it just disappear forever or like is

that still not uh that’s still not

frickin settled or what not so much so

so basically I knew that the Mafia guys

basically stole my shit – because

Italian mafia right the guys called Lee

Lewis gardenscape and uh called that’s a

fucking no where’s my shit you know and

you guys owe me money

he says you know well the landowners

tell us different they say that uh that

if they’re in the that you know we’re

dead only I said you guys already know

machine the contracts when you tried to

buy this from me before and it sells you

now you know look two things I only and

you wanna if you go to buy it you gotta

buy it from me he says okay when we do

deal so what we’ll call it landowners

right now if they say floors we’ll make

you a deal

if not we’ll get out the cane and do a

good old-fashioned Kentucky Kingdom

that’s a boy fuck all

so a phone call and the clips over right

right right back so they must not very

Nance arises no say so what do you ever

take me again motherfucker up came from

Evita

fuck you right and so you know exchange

hang up right so at that time that’s how

I ended up with any him because what

they were doing there

they were fucking process in my shit cuz

they these guys the ones are harvested I

found out right and uh basically so

we’re not when that happened they had

the fucking D like a smashing door now

sudden you can’t finish to leave all the

wet behind that’s what was left and what

they tried to give them okay so that

stuff is the only stuff that’s left now

because what they were doing is trying

to get rid of that evidence because

there’s five strains in that warehouse

tested and I lose five strangers

throwing the two strains and there’s

three hundred and thirty thousand pounds

in there you know and uh thing is is but

but there being five strings that means

it mixed everything up number one and so

what they’re trying to do is because you

get rid of the evidence

so like I said you took over my company

they got a custodian running my

company nouns that he gets to make all

the fucking calls right and so he

basically wants to destroy this bring in

some thousand pounds well if you think

about it like this this guy the largest

grower in the United States of a fucking

America right and they’re funny saying

that’s all that group that’s funny

number one okay number two if that is

the case why is this guy in there trying

to destroy this that’s the largest

fucking grow ever in America okay see

this this small twenty kids

oh that produced the bagging you’re

trying to destroy you much he’s asking

the judge to destroy it because it’s

pumping evidence and have known that

from the beginning because when they

tried to bribe me I had all the shit

tested and found out it’s not it not my

shit some of it is okay only one string

is mine recipe not mine okay and uh so

they know it’s evidence that they give

fucking busted so now they’re so I was

one day away from them destroying it and

I was just I was minutes court clerk

Hannon fucking pages off the fucking

printer to look at the hearings yeah are

you even here she said you handed to him

so hot just stop it Sam but it stops so

so yeah that’s still they’re still

messing with that and so it’s no we just

like hanging from a thread over a pool

of lava yeah it was FBI knew about all

this shit so many boy innocent look once

you guys though I’m just fuckin uh

you’re great right so you guys should

confiscate evidence right and they had

like like two months two months to get

redneck they we’re doing shit because

they don’t want find out does they want

to help them do you know I mean because

you’re not helping don’t do shit matter

fact they let me go to Christian so

acted like they were gonna help but I

needed wooden right so I had to have a

plan and put together just stop it so I

wrote

my own stuff you know so for Court I

need these attorneys this time because

my attorneys charge me over $500,000 I’m

still fucked

they took a buyout from the billionaire

cousins of doing their woman that owns a

– company to the companies that spoke

for me okay yeah wait I’m being told by

other attorneys not to get a fucking

attorney unless you absolutely unless

they’re your friend like if they’re

actually your friend and you know the

resource they stole from you because

it’s a good buy out you know and so it

just sucks man so everything that but so

then I realized I gotta write my own

briefs I gotta do my own motions and

that’s what I’ve been doing lately since

this all I got out of it and I’ve won

last two so and then thank God for this

Kobe virus and that saved me again was

that horrible figure out like for every

dude that’s not like a lawyer like did

you have to let go learn a bunch of shit

or like how can anybody do that can can

we defend anybody anybody can do it

and you know it’s like you know I was a

date a lot of attorneys you know and so

and I don’t know somehow and I’ve always

thinkin girls that either their parents

were high-powered attorneys or they were

you know it just worked out that way

yeah picked up some shit you know and so

yeah I mean but I mean I basically came

down I had asked the clerk what can I do

but I don’t you hire another one ever

again my life

she and she’s the one axe he told me if

I can do this yeah so so good so the

first time and that’s the stuff where

she was getting stuff off the of the

printer and into the judge I mean

Sheriff like these all kinds of crazy

shit right

emails but there was enough stuff where

the judge said that he could see in

between the three of the lines that so

he I did not let this be destroyed right

cuz there was a lot of evidence I submit

but he said they said well next time you

can’t submit it like this you’ll have to

assume it like this has gotta be you

know conforming to certain you know

yeah temple template basically you know

yeah so I said okay no problem so that’s

right the next time

so the first time wasn’t so it was rough

rough rough rough getting in but it

stuck it did the job the next time we’re

done right so you had mentioned that you

had one – can you specify exactly on

what that is okay so they were gonna

fucking destroy my shit right

so the this nothing is that the

Secretary of my company is a former

governor of Kentucky named governor

Julian M Carroll right and so he spoke

on in on the shifting because he still a

state senator he’s the longest running

politician in Kentucky so during his

last election when Attorney General one

okay governorship he’s come behind him

during the inauguration because he’s the

longest weren’t that right so in the

Attorney General knew about this shit –

so he’s crooked as fuck – Andy Beshear

and I know him as well so I sent him

everything needed was shitty before you

even before he was elected and we need

the Attorney General he didn’t sit among

my 23 under no one gave a fuck right so

you could you know they’re all from dr.

Martin Lagonda Carol tells me that he’s

got this report on my him from the

custodian said what sit next to me no

matter of fact overnight that shit to me

all right

overnight it to me I get it you know my

holy shit that fucking game they’re

gonna destroy my shit I’m hours away

from that shit you can destroy it okay

fuck if I didn’t have movin like that

shit fuck they literally saved your

grass he only said to me because you see

how he didn’t send it till I started

asking questions yeah so it was crooked

and so I skin of my teeth I’ll shave it

so that’s one this next one

basically again oh that was in how I

saved the are asked for testing and that

I want to sell because he said he wasn’t

unable to sell and I was able to prove

the custodian number one wasn’t able to

sell it it was alive because I already

had a company out here in California

that wanted to buy it seven million

dollars okay he didn’t he did not even

tell the court that in his final report

so I used all that and so the courts

like okay we see where you’re going with

this guy’s a fuckin liar to basically

very custodian and so all I also need

that proper testing done to see the mold

in the same stranger there the bales

have been swapped out so I test them so

they give me a certain amount of time to

test the bales and have a bona fide is a

sale in place by this next day well I

didn’t help won it by filling place for

the next day but find enough information

to where they couldn’t destroy the

evidence

so it’s put over again so I’m going to

now so so the next one I the win was I

had to tell him like look that’s not my

shit it’s quite fucking strains and

there should only be two and I already

knew that but I’m going to retest it get

it before the court again having to stop

it so I’m one to want to stop it from

when they’re destroyed that day and the

next one when it didn’t have a bona fide

offer because why because I listen most

of shit’s not mine

you know there’s five five season ever

supposed to be too annoying one of those

five is mine so now okay push over and

this coronavirus team came up to so i

got a little bit more time but now we’re

fucking with that but in between i’m

trying to get my company back to because

he made all these allegations against me

was hearing but they tried to kill me in

back in may in 2018 after they kill you

fucking flat out okay do you mind

explaining that hahaha what happened so

good kentucky derby and so the guy who’s

driving me

okay does remember the former governor

of Kentucky Julian Carroll the he still

please escorts to the dirt right and uh

and so basically even one I had the

tickets for from forget uh I got a table

at 8:00 on millionaire row ok sixth

floor and then cuz governor Carol he’s

the one to put the sixth floor on

Churchill Downs that’s how this guy

built everything these were the best

governors they’re at and then uh so

basically eight seats up there put the

table mate and then I got a box o six on

the fourth right covered governors right

so so we get it we get to please do

drivers right so I’m a girl

the name with me and that’s Governor

General Meeting and that is driving

these are Kentucky State Police but he’s

in charge of Internal Affairs right so

as we leave Kentucky Derby we’re gonna

stop or stop over at you know Colonel

Sanders right never know this guy

through the original Colonel Sanders

though the commissioners daughter but

it’s an actual restaurant right next

door this is white mansion used to be

famous right so when we get there I told

him back there please fuckin like so you

put this motherfucker in the room right

right he knows because he’s talking to

me asking me find those other guys

Ciotti

cuz he’s being driven by this other cop

it’s Cali

fuck that no rib meows – so uh this is

the thing

so I knew something’s going on because

he’s asking me all these questions

exactly not Scotty and his partners

driving him so they’re trying to get

information so then after the dinner we

go back to the hotel and so that’s where

my old order is from or does live in

Lexington but the Derby is over there in

Louisville there’s no no place to stay

so I’m standing next and uh the the

lawyer hates me things that most high

partner is a top him lobbyist in America

also that charges me in paint Brown

table which I used to be the director

the directors but I resigned I said

there’s nothing more than a fucking drug

cartel yeah quit I don’t want to be this

because I I believe in a free market I

don’t believe in fixing prices and

controlling it with just a few people

right so that’s what I don’t like so so

I’m staying in Lexington now and then

I’ll book sleep but I see when one eye

open remembering I don’t want to die yet

right yeah so yeah I hate this shit door

knob oh shit it’s a mine

yeah fuck these motherfuckers got a key

right it’s like 247 in the morning right

so of course I pop out there pain comes

in my latex glove and for poverty switch

from fucking someone fucking kick the

fucking door shut you got handing out

this new partner crazy shit man

okay we’re fucking done so I’ll call it

yeah I call it causing here right and uh

a fucking hotel down three hours later

on 5 min the morning I said yeah we got

the guy that’s not even that’s not the

color the gloves he I don’t need it

that’s it you know a set of clipboard so

and I grab the clipboard but see the X

by my room right fucks his escorts on

anyone else’s fucking room because I

think what they did is grab somebody

gave him the clipboard and fucking they

said be this guy but this is no Hayden I

know what’s going on and then he said ah

so what you go out to the third floor I

said look security I want to know every

fucking room that that key access is a

master key sorry we can’t give the

information this is after all so they

had three hours prepared what they’re

gonna say and not new for me right so

when you sit for me crazy shit oh wow

yeah so I’m never going back right there

quartus ii don’t kill me

sounds like you’ve had a wild ride that

is for sure it is you know and I’ve lost

everything to everything from all almost

my kids college tuition every I’ll put

into it you know do you have any way

that people can help you like do you

have any like I don’t know fun set up or

any like accounts people can use to

spread information or anything like that

yeah you could look at uh you know when

I was in jail they said of a GoFundMe

page because they you know just because

of the could beat about what happened

you know yeah and that’s all if you send

that link to us man this is intense like

um I was gonna ask oh shoot

alright Mike get your brain back

together you know what you’re gonna say

I was gonna ask about the there was what

there was only like you know I said I

was looking through all the news and

everything and I felt like these very

vague things about oh it started oh it’s

big it’s ended the only other thing that

I was able to find in there is like

there’s a couple of clips basically

where they’re like talking about how you

supposedly threatened a governor do you

know about that put any real details in

it it didn’t make any sense to me when I

read the paper because it’s always

trying to make it look and I told me in

well for you and what what’s right

underneath that okay is the an email for

from the US inspector general fuckin say

yeah that they’re gonna investigate

so I told me there’s no no you

threatened him with their own fuckin

system that’s obviously a danger so you

know I fucking shit their fucking lives

didn’t threaten nobody but no one’s life

no nothing the Inspector General said

he’s gonna investigate so they’re fucked

it’s kind of funny that after all of

this stuff the only thing

you see out there really are the mention

of the company and then the mention of

it not being there you’d mean there’s

some stuff about the where y’all break

the ground with the shovels yeah but

like aside from that the only other

thing they have is like a couple of

wisps of hay he threatens this dude and

that’s all there is

tabloid shit it is because I’m not

threatened I’m threatened nobody you can

never would I do that why look I’ve got

a 20 million dollar defamation of

character lawsuit against judge Terry

yeah so they just want to get out from

underneath that or at least they should

be like I mean I I would take away my

you stand up for this sort of thing I

mean this is they have broke every

fucking law Under the Sun because that’s

how fucking good I had them fucked

because I fucking I fucking had

everything going the right way and I

fucking properly notated every fucking

be negative and they should be fucked

they shouldn’t be spending wrestlers in

jail but instead they’re able to take

over my company because I’ll tell you

now when they tried to kill me in Maine

I’m not going back to no fucking courts

right so I don’t just do it dissolution

on my company right so I get a an

affidavit for navigating submitting it

to you reply things but to uh basically

uh answer their call protocol a

complaint okay so that is complaints

everything on it they say the misuse

company funds well this is unless he’s

fucking stupid right because their guy

okay

I only designate one guy to run the bank

I never won such a bank

ever since I saw that Enron shit

attached to that big fuck right so I

don’t want

so I even though this money sorry I

don’t wanna do it so that’s what that’s

the first thing they always do

mission chiffons Matt my name is lying

on the bed I can’t even get a dollar out

of it alright so I’m right now and

putting all this stuff down Philippines

okay and he was one of the original

investors I’ll let them run the money

right good so they can’t say it but then

they go ahead and say I did anyways but

the bank can she be okay are you CBD but

the bank CD be citizen for punishment

again yeah right so so I’ve got it done

proper so banks saying not this guy

right so then I put this in Miami David

misuse buns company wasn’t set up right

well remember my old attorney this guy

fuck me number one I think lobbyists in

America and he’s got the number one

business law firm there to frost brown

pot okay so also sorry command costs in

those months so uh so two things they

said I did misuse of funds it didn’t set

my company right well fuck we know we

said for company righteous number one

fucking law firm fuckin City but the guy

didn’t send in any of the corporate

documents to hear me because he wanted

to fund well that’s convenient

yeah very good and then they wouldn’t

accept my affidavit and I’m not going

there

fuck you go there right so I’m not going

how do they do that like I don’t get

that how do you just not accept an

affidavit I’m confused

I thought they had to be that they never

ever reason okay stupid music in what

he’s not there to cross-examine okay

well let’s see no okay let’s be real

judge okay say okay let’s break it down

there’s so many things on this complaint

let’s just take number one let’s just

say do we even need a cross-examination

of anything cuz let’s say misuse of

funds well we got something here that’s

from the bank

let’s tan Philippine was the only signer

mr. Taylor had nothing to do with the

bank do we need a fucking you know

cross-examination or that fuck no we

don’t because the bank’s saying and

collaborating the fucking answer

okay so no okay next one it was a

company setup right here’s most of the

documents that don’t have these

motherfuckers have right did we need

cross-examination nope okay we have a

cause he’s not just me st. right so that

is the point and then another thing is

is my lawyers get bought off right then

I knew this was happening so I told them

I said look Luke Morgan is trying to

throw the door throw the hearing and I

told me a month ahead of time so I got

another case going in Lexington against

the guys there’s a billionaire who homes

between companies that’s cool for me I

got them pinned down they’re about done

but these other guys this other ship

over in Western Kentucky to get this guy

off to their dog roof will get the

fucking company dissolved over here and

they’ll fucking let that one go that’s

what exactly would happen so I saw what

they were doing and I was like why you

guys stopped and worked on this she

fucking pushing for that one can even go

and they didn’t they let that shit go

and so push me into dissolution didn’t

allow this fucking affidavits going in

fucker took my company and those guys

went and dropped the fucking lawsuit

against themselves so they were able to

take over my company machine guns my

company machinist marshals right god

damn fucking bullshit bro this America

or just fucking Mexico I don’t know I

don’t know I’m hearing some strange

Mexico a geyser the south end of Mexico

where people are actually like running

the government out and the cartels – and

taking their city their challenge back

and stuff so we might actually be worse

than Mexico at this moment and you know

I’m cuss a lot I’m educated well but I

don’t use it like that because you know

in this is your downfall he’s like

because no you’re not nice you don’t

kiss everyone’s ass but you know the

only thing I got left

how I talk you know who I am well

everyone want to take everything from me

and even who I am so I’m sorry if people

don’t like me become like us because I’m

not you know when the call is acceptable

to the communities a little fuck you

know because I’m me I want to be me I

don’t wanna change for this fucking girl

here put that girl in there because this

makes me think

take they’d already took and everything

else for me fuck you now you want to

take all what fucking talk away

take water drink away with a smoke away

fuck that shit

use only think things I got it so

apologize you think I’m not educated

because it cost but it means degree

oh yeah I don’t yeah we go cause in the

end game I just have a quick question

what did you go to Stanford for

structural engineering so I think I

think we’ll talk about like how you got

into like camp and weed on the net in

the next video I think that’d be

interested people like more about your

process and everything despite the fact

that they are digging you over and maybe

do some like updates and see what’s

going on and shit right now we’re

writing the motion to get my company

back that hold true they should have and

to kick out this custodian and then

bring my company back what are you

feeling about that like is that

something that’s a big tall order or is

it something that you think you got you

got well I think I got it you know I

think I got this you know because thing

is this judge he’s the spot because not

only did he allow these guys because

another thing what they did is when they

bribed me that filed a lawsuit against

me and my company and then they came to

me and said look we drop the lawsuit is

you own your company but here is the

entire 2018 crop that’s the bribe and

figured since they put the pressure on

me they had a lawsuit against me and

then against my company said to give me

this they say hey here take this and go

away that would take I’m not a bitch

alright I’m not doing it okay because I

I have things I want to do the company

is set up properly to do all these nice

things for America and to also be a

standard in the hip industry my company

for all the other companies to adhere to

because we do not under report we do not

steal not all the bad shit we don’t do

right that’s why they don’t like because

they figure they can’t get rich from

from doing the right thing but you know

what there’s so much the profit margins

are so big I don’t mind to pay the tax

because there’s still a lot of money

left over you could help a lot of people

everyone if every fuckin corporate

officer or head of a company thought

this way fuck America could be a great

place for this but nobody does everyone

want to fuckin siphon all the money out

of the companies so the guys that even

drink on they’ve got a lot of my hair

okay

they claim bankruptcy this year they

went from like I was biggest they they

were down the biggest after me no way

they could have been because they grew

300 fuckin acres a year before

did you I’m wondering because they find

out on my fucking third party used

artisan fucking guys fuck what they say

what they think

fuck you Maddie you that’s the CEO of

fucking fucking charge everything have

people working for and then they fucking

clean bankruptcy so no one could collect

nothing what a bunch of fucking bitches

all right that’s not the first time I’ve

heard of that before

that’s something that I’ve heard about a

lot of different kinds of companies

doing and if you can’t look my companies

still not bankrupt they stole everything

from my company I’m not favorite that

guy ended up with a lot of my shit and

he found bankruptcy and so a bunch of

other ones damp industry tell you right

there doing shit right well I mean

that’s what Mike and I are always

screaming about like you know we’re very

Pro free market

capitalism things of that nature but

there’s a huge difference between

free-market capitalism and crony

capitalism there’s so many fucking

corrupt people in these corporate

positions that are fucking over

everybody just to make an extra dollar

and that’s not what it’s supposed to be

about it’s supposed to be like what

you’re doing and giving back to the

communities and stuff that’s what’s

supposed to be about you give a back a

fuck ton and still live super

comfortably I would imagine yes I’m give

away the chance of cheering drugs just

needs for cancer patients I give it away

okay

threat to the way that they do things if

people saw other people doing those

things they’d be like why are you not

doing these things and then there would

be boycotts and people screaming and

they would have to do things like paper

straws right right so they always I mean

is always growing up and even when I’m

into my doors one person cannot make a

difference and I was like fuck that I

always thought no way one person can’t

make guns and they almost stopped me

think they almost got me thinking that

way again that I couldn’t because when

after I’m telling you Dan was broke me

as a motherfucker man

after that spent in LA County when they

put me in there with the fucking rapists

and murderers and everything i team up

with some fucking bad guys in there

right just to stay alive okay

and I almost thought to myself I didn’t

always think to myself I thought to

myself fuck that everyone’s right one

fucking motherfucker cannot make a

difference the King King King but then

you know I got out and I started getting

a little traction again but you know

what fuck they don’t let don’t think

that work because one man can we can’t

make the difference you’ve gotta keep

pushing on or else look look at you

everything you’ve done and then you

failed at the very last fucking you know

mile now I can’t you gotta keep running

so I’m gonna keep running and tell you

guys one make in with the fucking

difference I got to make a happen if I

don’t like having you we’re all fucked

yeah you know I mean you guys want you

to win you know what I mean you’re not

alone out there

people who want you to win people who

need you to win and hopefully after this

there’s gonna be even more people we’re

gonna be throwing this at everybody oh

we’re gonna get out here as much as I

want this to be out like tomorrow it’s

probably going to take up you at least

at least a handful of days for me to get

it looking nice and everything but like

I want this to go to everybody and I

mean if you’re out there watching this

right now you’ve made it this far thank

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we have reality and the government

pushing back against us they don’t want

you guys to fucking be able to get these

stories you don’t they wanted to be able

to take people like me out and put them

away but nobody knows their way yeah

hold never ever know Oh Keith it’s been

an absolute pleasure listening to your

story well I mean it hasn’t been a

pleasure listening to that you’re great

at telling it for sure it’s yeah it’s

just a terrible story like I’m so sorry

all this stuff has that happened to you

I mean it sounds like you’re a great guy

and it’s so shitty that our own

government is working against you while

you’re trying to do good yeah it’s it’s

disparaging you know it you know Mike

and I are kind of

we don’t have the road rose-colored

glasses on anymore but there’s so many

people that I feel are going to hear

this and hopefully it’s eye-opening to

them and they realize that you know the

government isn’t working for them the

police’s are not working for them the

FBI and CIA CIA aren’t here to make them

safer for the FDA and to make them safer

and all the communications with those

with those agencies that could show

everybody that they don’t do anything

and we will we’ll make sure that you

guys get to see those things because

this shit has to go out this shit cannot

be allowed to be silenced we have to

keep it alive yeah thank you guys time

you know thanks dude I hope that you

stay strong and you say free so that we

can talk I hope you stay in contact dude

because like you seem to be really cool

you seem to be very genuine and if

there’s anything that we can do to help

you just reach out okay we’re small but

many of us we are big the rest of you

guys out there stay strong stay safe and

stay free this episode of stirring the

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