Reading Tsutsumi's Wikipedia page... I See... [<- hasn't connected shit]

and if we say yoko had tsutsumi in mind when findin someone to play jo !!!!!!!

ok bestie for real though

I have this idea/fantasy that just

Bo torturing someone, getting turned on, and seeing him so strong and scary and bloody turns you on to the degree where you're just staring, he's like "what" and you basically beg him to let you help him/use you to get off

cue him fucking you right there, in front of the bleeding, suffering victim 🥰

maybe even just shoving you down onto your knees to fuck your throat but still positioned in a way that he can continue hurting the person, dig around in wounds or smear blood around

smear blood on your face too 👀

Babe I loved this request and for some reason it was so hard to get it right, I'm sorry it took so long! It is some 2000 words long tho so maybe that helps. And Bo is...😳 really something. We should make sure he stays in Ambrose lol.

The Devil Himself

Bo Sinclair x GN!Reader

There is a living torture victim in the room for the entire scene. She is actively being tortured throughout. Dead dove, do not eat. Smut, blood kink, corruption kink, oral, throat fucking, biting, dirty talk, sadism, stabbing & torture, Bo is dark and dominating and the reader is super down for it. Bo does not hurt the reader.

The station basement was pretty well soundproofed, but the scream you heard as you made your way to the back and opened the door to the stairwell made you flinch.  It was loud.  It had been some time since Bo had taken anyone downstairs.  Unfortunately for this particular victim, that meant he would be rather…tightly wound. 

You rapped lightly on the basement door before swinging it open.  Bo loomed over the woman cuffed and taped to the chair, a sneer fixed on his face as he gagged her.  His gaze snapped over to you as you entered and the glint in his eyes was manic, ravenous.  The intensity of it stirred something in you.  His expression softened, only a little, when he saw you. 

“What d’you need, darlin’?  I’m busy.”

“I wanted to let you know the power’s still out south of Magnolia Street.  Les and I tested it and – ”

The woman in the chair shrieked again through the gag.  Bo sighed, seized a screwdriver off the nearby counter, and plunged it into her thigh.  The victim squealed, sobbed.  Your eyes widened. 

“You want somethin’ to scream about, I’ll give you somethin’ to scream about.  Shut the fuck up, I’m havin’ a conversation.” 

You bit your lip.  His voice got so much deeper, gruffer, when he was mad. 

Bo furrowed his brow when he turned back to you.  “What?”

“Nothing.  I was saying…Magnolia Street.  We think one of this group hit a power pole or maybe even cut a line somewhere.”

He rubbed his forehead.  “Fuckin’ excellent.  Y’need me to come look at it now?”

“No, but you should look at it soon.  Can’t have a third of the town in the dark.”

Bo rounded on the victim.  “Y’hear that, honey?  You and your friends made a bunch o’ extra work for me.  You know who gets to pay for that?”  He tapped the screwdriver still buried in her leg. 

Her panicked gaze sought you out and she babbled something through the gag. 

“Hey!”  Bo said so sharply you and the victim both jumped.  He grabbed her jaw, turned her head.  “Don’t fuckin’ look at them!  You got nothin’ to do with them and they ain’t gonna help you.”  He glanced at you as he rolled up his sleeves, exposing strong forearms and the scars on his wrists.  “You best run along, darlin’.  I got things to do.”

You folded your arms, leaned against the doorframe.  “...can I stay?”

He looked surprised.  “You wanna stay?”

“I want to watch you work.”

The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.  “This ain’t work, this is play.”

“Even better.”

Now he smiled for real.  “You stay back, I don’t want you gettin’ hurt.”

“I’ll behave.”

“Well that makes one of us.  Here.”  He selected two knives of different styles from the counter and held them both out to you.  “What’s your preference?”  You picked one and he winked at you.  “Good choice, darlin’.”

He sliced through the victim’s clothing, exposing her abdomen.  She pulled halfheartedly at the tape around her wrists. 

“Gotta have more fight than that, bitch,” Bo remarked.  “Let’s see now.”  He flipped the knife in his hand.  “Your boyfriend smashed my sideview mirror, so that’s one.”  With practiced precision, he carved a long, shallow slice down her abdomen.  She wailed and he smirked.  “Your friend shot at my fuckin’ dog, so that’s worth two, I think.”  He opened up two more gashes in her stomach and she thrashed.  Blood was flowing freely, soaking the waistband of her jeans.  “You messed with my town, and now I gotta fix it.”  This time he seized her face and drew the tip of the knife across her cheekbone, slowly, the tip of his tongue protruding through his lips in concentration. 

You were enthralled.  You had seen him angry.  You’d watched him kill before, knew he was capable of immense violence, but this was different. 

The victim tried to wrest her face away from him, made eye contact with you again, but before she could even attempt to speak, Bo’s fingers plunged into the wounds on her abdomen almost to the second knuckle. 

Her scream was bloodcurdling but Bo was louder as he roared, “What did I fucking say?! You don’t get to look at them!” 

The screams devolved into sobs and Bo chuckled darkly, shook his head.  “Y’got pretty eyes, honey, bet my brother can make somethin’ nice with ‘em.  If you wanna keep ‘em in your head, you look at me when I’m talkin’ to you.  Y’understand?”  She nodded, whimpering, and he leaned forward, pressed his lips to her forehead.  “You understand.  You be good for me and I won’t make this any longer than it has to be.”

A delicious chill ran down your spine.  He was terrifying, your Bo. 

He wiped a bloody tear from the victim’s cheek, whispered something to her that you couldn’t make out.  You were captivated by the blood on his fingers, the way he adjusted his grip on the knife, his presence filling the room, unassailable, aggressive. 

The victim looked up at him, pleading around the gag.  He shushed her, lifted her chin with the blade of the knife, shook his head.  With one flick of the wrist he opened a slice on the curve of her jaw.  The blood spattered his cheek.

He glanced at you, did a double-take, raised an eyebrow.  “You okay, darlin’?  You need to leave?” 

God, he was handsome.  The fluorescents caught the immaculate angles of his face.  The concern in his expression for you even as he inflicted brutality on this poor stranger made you weak. 

You found your voice at last.  “I’m okay.” 

His worry dissolved.  A wicked smile crept across his face.  “You’re more than okay, ain’tcha?” 

You tried to suppress it.  You tried to remind yourself you should have some decorum, a shred of self-respect.  But he straightened up to his full height, faced you with a devilish glint in his eye, and that was the end of it. 

“Get over here.” 

You obeyed.  You barely felt the concrete floor beneath your feet. 

He flipped the knife back and forth in his fingers.  “You like watchin’ me, darlin’?”  You nodded.  “That’s bad.  You oughta be ashamed of yourself.” 

You lowered your gaze to his lips.  “I’m sorry.” 

Bo tilted his head, grinned at you.  “You little monster.”  He tipped your face up with one crimson finger beneath your chin and kissed you slowly, deep and hungry.  His teeth caught your lip and tugged.  “On your knees,” he murmured with his mouth less than a breath from yours. 

You sank like a stone.  The way your pants tightened between your legs was unbearable.  You looked up at him expectantly, the whimpers from the victim next to you all but fading from register. 

He regarded you with a mixture of affection and arrogance.  You hadn’t seen him exude this kind of confidence, this kind of control, anywhere else, not even in bed.  You would’ve kissed his boots if he told you to. 

His head veritably lolled to the side and he addressed the woman in the chair.  “You have my permission to look, honey.”  His attention returned to you and he gave you a nod. 

With quick, precise movements, you unbuttoned his jeans, unzipped his fly, worked him out of his boxers.  He was hard already.  You waited, lips parted, eyes locked on his, until he said, “You know what I want, darlin’,” and then you took him in your mouth to his base in two slow, desperate motions.  He allowed his head to fall back with a contented groan, tightening his grip on the knife still in his hand. 

You worked your head back and forth, easing him deeper, bumping against the back of your palate.  Your hands brushed his hips, his thighs, anxious to touch him everywhere at once.  The knife hung heavy in your periphery.  Part of you wanted to drive him to weakness, stimulate him until he couldn’t think straight.  Part of you wanted him to pin you against the wall and fuck your throat. 

Bo licked his lips, cradled the back of your skull with his palm, thrust himself deeper.  “That’s good, darlin’, that’s real good.”  He shot the victim a smug look.  “I’ll be right back with you, honey, don’t you worry.  God, baby.”  You moaned around him, shifting your weight back and forth, desperate for friction.  “Got you real hot and bothered, huh?” 

There was a frantic rattling sound as the woman focused all her efforts on freeing her right hand.  The duct tape stretched as she twisted her wrist, breathing hard. 

With a huff, Bo steadied you with a hand on your cheek and plunged the knife into the victim’s forearm.  She screamed, thrashing in the chair, and he sneered at her as he refocused his attention on you. 

He caressed your jaw, smearing bloody fingermarks across your skin.  “What if I fuck you right here, angel?  Would you like that?” 

You gazed up at him eagerly, pupils blown, and nodded. 

“You’re gonna have an audience.  ‘S that okay with you?” 

You circled his frenulum with your tongue, felt the heat rise in your cheeks. 

“I thought so.”  He held your chin and pulled away from you, regarding you with something like pride.  “Take your clothes off, sweetness, I want you right now.” 

You couldn’t get them off fast enough.  He pulled you to your feet with absolute chivalry, yanked you to the table nearby, grasped the back of your neck and bent you forward.  You were less than five feet from the victim, Bo positioned at an angle between you. 

You felt his hips against your ass, his erection sliding between your legs, his chest pressing against your back.  “Want me so bad you can’t even wait for me to kill this bitch, huh?”  he murmured in your ear.  “Shameful, darlin’.  Filthy.  Someone oughta take a belt to that ass.”

You arched against him, moaned his name. 

“Behave yourself,” he warned, his hand drifting over your throat, crimson fingerprints on your skin.  “I wanna take my time with you.” He pulled open a drawer and took out a bottle of lube, worked it in and around your entrance with calloused fingers. His touch was covetous, his fingertips teasing.

You all but writhed against him, desperate for him, the smell of blood sharp in your nose.  He parted your legs with his knee before he forced himself into you all at once, almost to his base, and you keened, threw your head back, ground yourself backwards to push him in deeper. 

“What did I fuckin’ say, you dirty thing?”  You could hear the laughter in his voice.  “God, I’m gonna have to start killin’ people in the streets for you.  And here I thought you were so wholesome.”  Bo snapped his hips experimentally, pinching his tongue between his teeth in satisfaction at the sound you made.  “You like bein’ fucked by a bad man, baby?  You’re gonna make me worse if you don’t calm down.” 

He looked over his shoulder at the victim, who was dissociating in shocked silence.  “Now you oughta speak up there, sweetheart.” 

He grabbed the screwdriver and gave it a twist.  She screamed.  Bo smirked, thrust into you with such force you saw stars. 

His hands wandered over your body, his touch tender and violent, stroking, squeezing, pinching, dragging his nails down your ribs.  His fingers found your sex and he caressed you ruthlessly.  You felt exposed, at his mercy, deliciously used, absolutely despicable.  The pace of his hips was relentless. 

When your legs were shaking, Bo twisted his fist in your hair, tugged your head back to his lips.  His teeth nipped at your earlobe.  “Oh, darlin’,” he whispered, “I think I’ve ruined you.”

Your eyes flew open.  The last of your nerves snapped into place.  You gripped the table.  “Bo – ”

“Why don’t we seal the deal, angel?”  He pressed his lips to the skin behind your ear and demanded, in a low and sugary growl, “Cum for me right now.”

You collapsed into irresistible spasms, wracked with pleasure, choking out a gasp at the sheer force of your orgasm.  Bo practically purred as you contracted around him, his forehead against the back of your skull, mumbling praise as he slipped smoothly over the edge. 

Completely spent, you slumped over the tabletop, flinching when he took a bite out of your shoulder.  He kissed the same spot right after.  “You’re quite the sight, doll.”  He nuzzled your cheek.  “Why don’t you head up to the house and wait for me?  I wanna hold you for a while.” 

You stood up slowly, accepted your clothes as he handed them to you.  You glanced at the victim. Her eyes were glazed over, face pale, breathing deep and tremulous. Her struggles had ceased.

“You won’t be long, will you?”  Already you felt lonesome and he was mere feet away, pulling his jeans back on. 

“Be there before you know it.”  He flashed you an absolutely winning smile, the kind that charmed old ladies and pierced prom queens’ hearts, that made people feel seen, put them at ease. 

“I got somethin’ to finish up here first.” 

Welcome to Live Commentary

I had no one to talk to while watching the movie and I hate being alone with my thoughts so I wrote everything down in my notes app. It's not coherent! Enjoy!

Aw yeah 1.5 seconds of Bular that is all I needed! Might as well stop now I've seen my boy I'm satisfied.

Why is there a nearly 4 minute recap as if I haven't watched the show at least 50 times. I should be the one giving the recap.

The beginning felt a bit forced to me but maybe that's just me? Like they just tried to squeeze too many things into a small timeframe without any buildup, it just didn't really work. Congrats on the engagement! This is my OTP so I'm very happy! But it came out of nowhere.

Nari in Douxies body is so wrong and I love it and hate it at the same time (positive)

Eli is BIG. I knew he was gonna be tall but I was not prepared for that chiseled face. Or the fact that he stepped off the ship without glasses? I wear glasses and I would not choose to step off a spaceship blind.

OkAY who had mpreg on their bingo card?

AAARRRGGHH actually said a full sentence 🥺 there is no heterosexual explanation for this scene and I'm here for it

Arcadia being the center of the universe really does make a lot of sense. I hate how much sense it makes. Despise it.

Strickler in a Christmas sweater is something i didn't know I needed. Jim's jacket too but that's just adorable, Jim's adorable. Oh sweet baby you're about to get fucked over so bad.

Love seeing Barbara actively participating in battle too. Good for her! Power family!!

Where are the kids tho? Is NotEnrique babysitting? Either that or they hired the girl from the Incredibles movie.

Nomura is so talented I love seeing her fighting on the good side. I can't explain it but I love digitigrade legs they're just so pretty?? Aesthetically pleasing??? Fuck yeah, legg! I could watch Nomura run around and be badass all day.

WAIT NO OH SHIT HOW DARE YOU FUCK

STRICKLER DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE NOT YOU TOO THAT'S TOO FUCKING RUDE DON'T DO THIS TO ME

THERE'S NO WAY HE'S DEAD RIGHT WE SAW NO BODY

Barbara does not deserve this I refuse to accept it. He's fine he'll be back they wouldn't kill two Changelings at once. Also Nomura is with Draal now I take no criticism.

So my favorite characters were Bular, Draal, Gunmar and Angor. And before this movie I always half-joked that everyone I love dies, how I still like Strickler and Nomura but apart from them all of my faves were killed in the very order of favoritism. AND NOW LOOK AT THIS. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I LOVE A CHARACTER. MY LOVE IS TOXIC.

OKAY I LOVE GUN RO- WAIT NO I DON'T LOVE HIM FUCK ABORT ABORT

It's great tho omg

I didn't realize it was Gun Robot when I saw it in the trailer this is amazing

Okay but imagine you're chilling in your trollmarket minding your own business when some misfit group of strangers waltzes in, steals your favorite shiny and celebrates your death before running off

"I AM GUN ROBOT" IS THE HORN LMAOOO

Nana better show up at some point to reunite with her boytoy, I'll cancel this entire franchise otherwise

Something bad is going to happen to Toby isn't it. He's getting too much screentime

Jim's hand got DEEP FRIED

ARCHIE NO

We can play Scrabble okay if they don't free them (which they must) I want an after credits scene of them playing scrabble

Douxie and Nari's bond 🥺🥺🥺

Nari pls just say what you fuckin mean the world is ending

Oh god is she going to remember killing Nomura oh nooo

Claire don't make the portal you will die again. Your hair gon be white all over

EVERYONE AVOIDING THE SCHOOL JUST RIGHT THERE LMAO RIP

I love how Darci is just with the school bus. Civilian girlfriend. But also love how the world is ending and Coach is like "fuck that I'm gonna teach these kids"

Does he know his son is pregnant

"Going back to the city where it's safe" buddy have you been to that city

Whatever happens, Nari has the coolest looking titan. Giant four legged gremlin. I'd adopt him.

WAIT SHE CAN FEEL THE PAIN?

Me: oh i love that titan

The titan 5 seconds later:

Did Nari just fucking die what the FUCK

Oh of COURSE the pages are stuck together RIGHT THERE

Seriously tho how do you not notice an entire nougat nummy in a book

Wait so Arcadia has another heartstone? Or OH SO IT'S ALIVE. OKAY GREAT. GUNMAR COULDN'T EVEN DO THAT RIGHT HUH

Love how the Heartstone has been dormant/dead for months and apparently heard Blinky say it's alive and decided to wake up RIGHT THEN

Finally they're evacuating the city. This is like, the third apocalypse there. About time.

Okay so you can't pull Excalibur from the rock, but you CAN carve out the stone. Couldn't you just carve it off the sword as close as possible and like. Use that? Just swing the whole damn rock around?

God i can NOT get over Steve's pants. I mean I read a spoiler he was gonna be pregnant but I thought it was a prank or shitpost. I did not see this coming and I am never going to be over it. I love how he and Aja just roll with it and nobody else even cares. They've seen weirder stuff. So he's pregnant now. Whatever.

Jim's hand is bandaged and his ribs still hurt. I love that they're actually consistent with his injuries. I mean sucks for him but hell yeah for hero that doesn't always win!

Okayyy here comes the heartstone. Why not!

IS HE IN LABOR

So if you kiss an Akiridion 7 times you will have 3-5 babies in a few hours. How are they not overpopulated?? Also Aja couldn't have WARNED STEVE BEFOREHAND?

Eli is so supportive omfg

So uh where are the babies gonna come out of? I'm not into mpreg how does this usually work

OH STEVE THANKS FOR ASKING MY QUESTION

Oh good thing he happens to have 8 friends still alive. Otherwise this would've never worked. Nomura had to die otherwise there would've been 10 of them.

Why is everyone bowing to Jim? Did they rehearse this?

Stuart if you hadn't taken a bathroom break you would've thrown off the math and doomed the world. That was a poop of fate my man

Ahhh the signature quote. Where did Douxie and the Akiridions learn it? Did they rehearse this too? It's really cliché but I do like it tbh

If Strickler were dead we'd see more Barbara right?

WOOO BLINKY DRIVING

Ah Jim just used she/her for Bellroc! Finally we're learning some pronouns. I've been wondering this whole time.

MY VIRGIN EYES. WHAT IS GOING O N

How are they not dying with all this lava?

She really just yeeted Varvatos

Did Claire just tell AAARRRGGHH to jump off the titan and he did it without question

I want to say I like Stuart and want him to have more screentime, but I won't say it because I don't want him to die

Jim's poor ribs

Toby can drive yoooo

Tobyyy you're scaring meeeee

So did they really need the different stone or was the amulet just waiting for Jim to choose death over giving up

I saw the armor before but it looks VERY COOL

Also I didn't mention this before but I love that they cut Merlin's name from the incantation. Good for them.

Toby you lost your helmet noooo

For real tho I'm terrified for Toby rn. I saw a comment somewhere earlier that just said "Toby no" with no context and I am AFRAID

So do Bellroc's eyes work after all? I thought she was blinded back in Wizards in the past.

DID SHE JUST FUCKING STAB MY BOY

TOBY YOU SHOULD NOT BE THERE GET OUT THE TRUCK

Bellroc maybe screaming "i'm powerless" in front of your enemy isn't the best idea

She sploosh

DID JIM SURVIVE THAT FALL AND ALSO IS THE TACO TRUCK OKAY

How is he lifting Claire like that buddy you have bruised ribs and just got stabbed

ELI HI CAN WE SEE THE KIDS

SEVEN KIDS! AND ELI JR I LOVE IT

This show really loves to give people more than the recommended amount of babies with no warning huh

She immediately knows which one is Eli Jr 🥺 okay listen I'm not the biggest fan of comic relief sideplot surprise babies, but I have to admit they're cute. Cute couple. Throuple. Eli is in on this. He even has a Junior.

I TOLD YOU WHERE'S THE DAMN TACO TRUCK NANA WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU AND NEITHER WILL I

Oh yea he better fuckin be alive I will commit murder

HE BETTER FUCKIN BE ALIVE BITCH

FUCK YOU

THAT'S A WHOLE ASS CHILD HE ISN'T ALLOWED TO DIE IT'S ILLEGAL

JIM IS GONNA LOOK DOWN AT THE GREEN GLOWING BITCH AAARRRGGHH CONVENIENTLY THREW THERE AND SEE HIM ALIVE OR SOMETHING

YEAH USE THE SWORD TO UNDEAD HIM! THAT'S HOW YOU USE SWORDS!

Unbecoming Part 2

So is Jim just gonna Groundhog Day it until everyone is fine? There's only 13 minutes left we're gonna need a bigger movie

Also I screamed so much about everyone's death and now everyone reading this after they already saw the whole thing is gonna shame me for clowning huh

The scene where Blinky is giving his goodbye speech, there are no babies and Steve has a round belly? Did he reabsorb them?? I mean I know Jim is about to un-birth them but he hasn't started yet

JUST HOW FAR BACK IS HE PLANNING TO GO

WAIT HOLD UP EXCUSE ME WHAT

Oh they did NOT just do that. I though he was just gonna go back to like, the start of the movie maybe. Not all the way

Imagine being in your early twenties with as much trauma as this kid has and having to pretend you're 16 again

Somewhere Unkar is complaining because "oh sure NOW it's a good idea"

I know Jim is wondering where Toby is because he was there before. But before, he made an entire meatloaf AND did his homework before leaving the house, so honey maybe wait a minute

For a second I thought Toby wasn't gonna be there and Jim would return to the right time. But there he is!

Alright so they're in school now, did they take the canal and just didn't mention the amulet on screen or did they pass it as if the Unbecoming episode hadn't been that traumatizing? Jim you know what happens when you ignore it

Jim maybe you're being too obvious here lmao

Soooo. Anyway. These whole past years I've rewatched this show over and over and over again are cancelled now?

OKAY AT LEAST WE SAW NANA FOR A SPLIT SECOND THAT'S IRONIC TIMING

So we get the quote again. And Trollhunter Tobias is nice. Cool. Cool AU I mean, but I don't know. I don't knowwww. I've been way too invested in everything to just accept that it never happened?? So uh. Hm. How about this.

Strickler survived because fuck you, and Toby also survived and just has scars now. Maybe a wheelchair but he's fine, also he can use the Warhammer for super speed and make it awesome once he's used to it. Archie and Charlie get freed once they rebuild the bridge (and they were playing scrabble to pass the time). Nomura is still dead because she died on screen and I can't really deny that but she's with Draal so it's okay. Everyone is traumatized but they'll be fine. NotEnrique is still babysitting 500 babies and Steve is about to bring 7 more.

In summary, I reject Groundhog Day ending but everything else was great, as long as it actually happened. It was a good movie. But you can't just cancel years of passion. Having the prospect of a million "canon AUs" sounds great for writing but at the same time nooo you can't do that he didn't have to go back THAT far HHHHH

I liked the movie. It was a great watch and a satisfying end to a franchise, but I gotta say I do not fancy the ending of it so I will from now on be in denial. I honestly feel kind of betrayed that this show was my whole life for so long, I learned every smallest fact, and they basically deleted it from existence. I know what they were going for, I think, but no thank you I will be going with my own opinion. Still gonna rewatch it a few dozen times though ✌🏻

And that concludes my live commentary that was supposed to be a small handful of notes. Feel free to shame me for my opinions. See ya!

I Watched TWS for the Millionth Time So Let’s Over-Analyze This Shit

-TFA theme at the beginning 🥰 (that theme is so fuckin good)

-Sam’s lil jogging route around the Tidal Basin/Mall

-Steve being sassy , just as a general

-Steve’s sadness errands

-Sam relating to Steve on the soldier front and making him feel seen

-Just. Sam Wilson

-The way that Steve’s to-do list in the movie varies from country to country (For instance, the UK list has Sherlock instead of I Love Lucy and The Beatles)

-Also I wanna know Steve’s thai order

-The fact that this whole exchange is happening at 6:39 am

-Natasha drives with all the recklessness of a 16 year old that just got their license

-Stealth Suit Stealth Suit

-Steve deflecting Nat’s date suggestions

-Steve’s aversion for parachutes...reckless endangerment ✨

-Steve speaking/understanding at least a little french

-Tony having designed the Helicarriers to have arc reactor power instead of turbines because “he got a close up look at the turbines” in The Avengers 2012 when he got caught in them

-“This isnt freedom, this is fear” aka the embodiment of Steve’s character

-Steve’s exhibit being in the Air and Space museum even tho he flew a plane once and crashed it

-Bucky’s display having two different birth years (1916 and 1917. the correct one is 1917)

-In the little video of Steve and Bucky, Sebastian Stan was saying “We *are* friends” after the director told them to “act like friends” for that shot

-Steve acknowledging Peggy’s family and therefore acknowledging that their relationship with each other, while still close and special, is not romantic anymore and Peggy telling Steve to move on and start over wtf endgame

-The parallel of Peggy losing her memory as Bucky regains his

-Sam Wilson willing to show vulnerability and not being ashamed of his PTSD and treating Steve like any other attendee and hoping Steve will open up too if he sees that it’s okay to

-Steve’s face after “it was like I was up there just to watch” cuz he gets it and both sam and him had to watch their other half fall

-“What makes you happy?” “I don’t know”

-The Winter Soldier theme is just Bucky’s scream pitched different and made to sound mechanical because Henry Jackman wanted it to sound like a man trapped in a machine

-Why is Steve a lucky bastard that has his own laundry machine

-Steve leaving his apartment building after Sharon points out the music and then SCALING THE SIDE OF HIS OWN BUILDING AND CLIMBING IN THROUGH HIS WINDOW LIKE CAN YOU IMAGINE SEEING CAPTAIN AMERICA JUST CLIMBING INTO HIS APARTMENT THROUGH HIS WINDOW ONE NIGHT

-STEVE’s APARTMENT I HAVE MANY THOUGHTS (i might make a separate post on that)

-The fact that “A Long, Long Time” is playing when he sees Bucky for the first time in the future and the song is about lovers reuniting after the war i’m not saying it’s gay but i am

-He calls Fury “Nick” which really indicates theyre not close in the slightest

-Steve is excellent in adapting under pressure (him immediately catching on and using Fury’s code story: “who else knows about your wife?”)

-Steve is Awful at lying but hes also Excellent at lying

-How tf did Steve get the flash drive in the vending machine without the vending machine dude noticing i-

-“Captain Rogers” “Neighbor >:(“ petty little shit

-Steve’s observation skills are A+++++ as we can see in the elevator scene

-More reckless endangerment like imagine just going through your work day and captain america falls through the ceiling

-Steve stole someones gym clothes after escaping SHIELD. let that sink in

-Natasha has about a billion masks on at all times (“I only act like i know everything, rogers” “the person that programmed this was slightly smarter than me. slightly” “the truth isn’t all things to all people all of the time”) also she’s quite insecure, especially when it comes to being perceived as a good, trustable person

-Meanwhile, Steve’s consistently himself even if it costs him

-Bucky trained Natasha in the Red Room (at least in the comics) so theres a good chance she made the connection between him and Steve and withheld that information

-The honeymoon in New Jersey😭😭

-Steve and Nat both have very different, but entirely valid approaches to situations: Steve’s is that of a tactiction, Nat’s is that of a spy’s. We see this in the scene at Pentagon City Mall

-Steve’s looking for someone with shared life experience and bucky has that

-Bucky killed JFK

-When Zola tells him that his death and life both amount to that of a zero sum, he punches the screen with his bare fist, not his shield, indicating just how much that upset him

-Pierce offers Bucky milk cuz he knows “the asset” can’t refuse or accept offers. He’s taunting him

-Sam drinks orange juice straight from the bottle and also doesnt refrigerate his mustard. There’s also a baseball trophy in his apartment so,,,,, baseball player sam anyone?

-Sam is also a gem who immediately helps out Steve and Nat with no judgement in his tone so they don’t feel ashamed

-Nat straightened her hair somewhere in Sam’s house

-“Cuz thats really not your style, Rogers” “you’re right, it’s not” *rubs sitwell’s arm* “it’s hers”

-Steve and Nat banter Steve and Nat banter

-Sam is just *clenches fist* so cool

-Nat immediately knows where Bucky’s gonna shoot when he lands on the Sam’s car and later she knows how to affectively fight him best because he trained her so she knows his fighting style

-Steve alone saying “Bucky?” was enough to break Bucky’s conditioning the slightest bit

-Sam met Steve like 36 hours ago and he’s already being arrested and made into a government fugitive with him and it won’t be the last time

-Steve is the only one entirely restrained

-“Even when I had nothing I had Bucky”

-Everyone meets Sam and is just like “aight let’s trust him with the highest clearance security information”

-Steve looks super nauseous all through the scene where Rumlow is handcuffing him and later when he says, “he looked right at me, like he didn’t even know me” he sounds sick and choked up

-Steve carries a lot of weight on his shoulders

-Steve’s “Bucky?” after the highway battle and Steve’s “Bucky?” in Bucky’s memory in the Vault Scene being different (in Bucky’s memory, he looks more heartbroken)

-Sebastian’s acting. Just all of it. And the way Bucky just opens his mouth for the mouth guard before he gets wiped....heartbreaking

-Steve realizes an organization that was meant to protect the people has become its own antithesis so hes like “aight. get rid of it” damn that’s the right mindset right there

-In the memory scene after Sarah’s funeral, Steve is so out of it and distressed, that he can’t find his key but Bucky immediately knows exactly where it is and what he’s lookin for

-Bucky was vain as shit and also had money: tailored suit, hair w shit ton of brylcreem in it

-The big breakfast Steve had was at Sam’s house

-The whole scene on the helicarrier between Steve and Bucky is incredible here are some highlights: Steve never backing down from a fight until it’s Bucky he’s fighting, Steve dropping the shield for him, Steve being ready to die if living means he’s living in a world where Bucky’s alive and doesnt remember him

-Their acting in that scene is so genuine and heartbreaking i can’t- i can’t-

-Steve’s got a comm i’m so chances are Nat, Sam and Maria can hear a portion of what’s going down on the helicarriers

-“I’m with ya to the end of the line” is basically “til death do us part” so the equivalent of wedding vows between Bucky and Steve is what ultimately broke Bucky’s conditioning

-When bucky fell, steve didn’t jump after him but when Steve fell, bucky went after him even tho he’s brainwashed. don’t think about steve’s guilt surrounding that. youll only get sad

-Bucky waited until Steve took a breath to leave him

-Sam waited by Steve’s side in the hospital

-In the end credit scene, Bucky and Steve originally were supposed to make eye contact, but the writers didn’t want it established that Bucky remembered Steve until CW

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Every time I watch it from here on out, I’m gonna add a lil more as I notice hehehe

immj2 13 + 14.11.20 lbs

13.11.20

i’m just gonna skim through this one, coz i don’t wanna dwell on the death and maatam and all.

hahahahahahahahaha riddhima is screaming at god for letting this happen and kabir is like “bhagwaan ko beech mein kyun laa rahi ho, mujhe bhi toh credit do!” i truly love this crazyass fucker.

riddhima continuing to scream at god about vansh jissne “KOI KABHI BURA KAAM NAHI KIYA HAI” ?!?!?!!?!?!?!? sis what the fuck???? first of all, none of us over the age of like...... 7, are truly sinless. and THIS MAN PARALYZED AND THREATENED TO KILL YOU MULTIPLE TIMES, FFS.

KABIR IS MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, I AM KABIR

now she trying to throw herself off the cliff and for some reason i cannot understand, kabir is holding her back????? literally why, my bro????? let her die, saaari musibatein khatam. ugh, you still have some kinda residual feelings for her from your not-that-kameena days, don’t you?

asalkdjaldkjsaldkjsalkdjl riddhima ke andar OG prerna ka bhoot chadh gaya, she hitting kabir with danda the way Mother India did dhulaayi of yudi in the disco (still one of the most iconic scenes of tellywood for me, istg)

dude, idk if it’s just ego waale possesive issues or he still has feelings for her, but kabir def wants riddhima to be “his girl”. even after danda beating he’s trying to help her as she stumbles around in sadma.

anyway she sauntered off rubbing that stupid muffler of vansh’s on her face. SIS YOU GONNA BREAK OUT IF YOU RUB SUCH GANDA KAPDA ON YOUR FACE.

5 min of flashbacks of vansh. fwding.

family (dadi, chanchal, and all the rest of the riff-raff) has come back home and ghar is all dark.

weird how angre is also with them. i woulda thought he’d be on whatever tasks vansh set him on, instead of doing mandir yatras with these assholes.

mummy has decided to break news in most non-tactful way ever. wearing all white and has set up photu with haar already.

yeah, requisite screaming and crying blah blah. nahi dekhna.

i’m only here for ishani and angre’s reactions. bechaare look genuinely devastated. i mean dadi does too, but bohut hi zyaaaada overdramatic and i’m getting uncomfortable.

riddhima has returned.

to her surprise everyone already knows. zara dimaag lagao behen, how they even found out before you reached??? (ok no i understand you’re numb from trauma rn and can’t think of all this, but i hope your idiot brain thinks of it later.)

WHY THE FUCK IS DADI YELLING AT RIDDHIMA KI TERE HOTE HUE KAISE HUA YEHHHHHH, WHO THE FUCK IS SHE TO TAALOFY GIANT COSMIC DECISIONS LIKE LIFE AND DEATH????? isse apni khud ki jaan nahi sambhali jaati, let alone someone else’s.

holy shit she’s actually saying, “tu toh uski dhaal thi, uske liye tuney goli khaayi thi, iss baar kaise chook gayi????” MAN, FAMILIES OF DESI BOYS REALLY BE FUCKIN WILDDDDDDDDDDDDDD WITH THEIR EXPECTATIONS FROM BAHUS. one time she took a bullet for him wasn’t enough????? you want her to actually fucking die before something happens to him. god forgive me but i really wanna slap this dadi rn.

mummy cooking up some fucking ridiculousssssss story about gunde in the house and how vansh was chasing them and gaadi khaayi mein gir gayi and god knows whatttt

ok she’s saying siya got the call about it and she was running down the stairs while in shock and now whoopsie daisy, she’s in critical condition (probably in a coma or some shit.)

aryan looks sad at the siya news. thank god this mummy ka niyana has basic consideration for someone else other than himself and his mother.

mummy ka rona dhona drama fwding.

ishani is now yelling at angre. which..... kinda deserved. you’re his safety person dude.

ok too much crying. fwding.

riddhima asking mummy why you lie to family about how he died. mummy like how tf i tell them police dragged him out and he died in an encounter for trying to escape. it’s better for them to not know the truth. which.............. ok fair, but coming from this shadyassss woman......

god this mummy ka ainvayi praising vansh waala scene is going on too long. fwding.

riddhima back to room. some more flashbacks. OUFF. FWDING.

obligatory kamre ka tod-phod scene. FWDING!!!!!!!!!!

fell asleep crying and holding one of his coats.

LMAO ISHANI KA MANN NAHI BHARAA GHAR KE ITNE CASUALTIES SE............ SHE’S LIKE WHAT’S ONE MORE????

dadi slapping ishani for doing what any one of us would do, honestly, so.... whatever. fuck off dadi.

ishani telling 100% truth ki jabse this useless b has entered my bhai’s life, his problems have been never ending, i’m fucking sureeeeeeeeee she’s the reason he’s dead. the only voice of reason in this show, truly.

dadi all WOH EK HAADSAAAA THAAAA, NOONE CAN CONTROLLLL THOSEEEE, oh yeah, not the sentiment that you were expressing to riddhima when she walked in, you stupid old bat. whatever, i’m fwding this scene.

kabir and mishra have entered house. coz they are awwal no. ke sadists. need to get off on watching this family cry and suffer.

LMAO THE LOOK RIDDHIMA GAVE KABIR. HE’S LEGIT SCARED OF HER.

angre bhi staring daggers at kabir. chal hatt, i know for sure you’re behind saving vansh and stashing him somewhere to crawl out whenever it’s the right time. 

body nahi mili blah blah blah

lol this one’s face clearly says milegi bhi kaise, main tum logon ki tarah nikamma nahi hoon. i have 16% success rate. it’s low but it’s more than y’all 0%.

lmaoooooo oh DOW DIGGY DIGGY DOW DIGGY DOW DOW, i love you sooooooooo much.

ALSO WHAT A MISSED OPPORTUNITY TO MAAROFY THE PUN KI “MAINE VANSH KE VANSH KO MITAAAAA DIYAAAAAAAA” severely disappointed in you, kabir.

yup. appropriate response. to just generally all the men in your life.

lmao riddhima like you arrested vansh ONLY COZ I LOVEDDDDDDD HIMMMMMMMMMMMM. lol the amount of self delusion. sis, his feelings for vansh were faaaaaaar more powerful and intense than anything he ever felt for your dumb ass.

kabir saying there’s nothing left for you here, why don’t you come back to me and lmao............... he tried.

 “riddhima nahi. riddhima vansh raisinghania.” 

ok whatever you say, sis. i’m just grateful to god this manhoos episode is finally over.

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14.11.20

redo of last scene.

lmao kabir is like I HATED VANSH WAAAAAAAAAAAAY BEFORE YOUR DUMB ASS FELL FOR HIM. YEAH I DON’T LIKE THAT YOU PICKED HIM OVER ME, BUT I’M NOT SO BAD THAT I’D TAKE REVENGE FROM HIM FOR THAT. yeah, dude. he just wanted his money; not youuuuuu. like..... chillll. kahaan se aata hai logon ko itnaaaaa confidence khud pe???

kabir saying i had proof vansh killed ragini, i found his watch there next to the body. she’s like i had it, i took it to repair it, and ragini died in front of me. vansh wasn’t anywhere near there.

lmao she’s back to shoving him around. what an annoying bitch she is. 

kabir like did you SEE who shot ragini? no????????? then it could very well have been vansh, right????? plus i got that footage from 3 years ago.

she’s like hein hein heinnnnn where you get it from when i burnt that chip????????? OH NOW SHE’S USING HER BRAINNNNN. SO WAS VANSH THE ONE RENDERING HER SO FUCKING STUPID? NOW HE’S NOT ADDLING HER BRAIN WITH LUST HORMONES, HER 3 BRAIN CELLS ARE FINALLY WORKING AGAIN!!!!!!!!!! take this as proof, ladies. MEN MAKE YOU FUCKING DUMB AS SHIT BY JUST MAKING YOU BREATHE THE SAME AIR AS THEM.

kabir saying someone from inside the house probably saved it and sent it. and that vansh made all this happen by taking mishra’s gunnnn and forcing them to take the sunsaaaan paaath and he tried to runnn and blah blah blah.

again he’s asking her to come be with him and she’s like gtfo i don’t wanna see your cuteass face anymore, you’re dead to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok she didn’t say the cute bit, i did. i think y’all already knew that. but how to resist??? he sho cute!!!!!! 

mishra like this b kuch zyaada nahi bol gayi???? 

“dil par jo chot lagti hai, woh nazar nahi aati, but ghaav bohut gehra hota hai. yeh dard maine bhi mehsoos kiya tha, jab riddhima mujhe chod ke chali gayi thi vansh ke paas.” heinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn? now he suddenly is/was truly in love with her again???? bhai, tu decide karle, ki if she’s just a pawn to you or something more. ainvayi jhool raha hai idhar udhar.

mishra like, ok whatever, but where vansh’s body tho???

clearly not him. the head shape alllllll different.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS THEY FINALLY PUT RRAHUL’S FINE ASS IN JEANS!!!!!!

again, no wedding ring. dead body is not vansh.

“bhagwaan jaane kahaan chali gayi uski laash.” lmao i really loled the way he delivered the line. i really love him the mostttttttttt.

kabir you are honestly suchhhhhhhhhhhhhh an idiot, if you think not getting his body is a good thing. DON’T YOU KNOW HIM AT ALL??????? AT ALLLLLLLL????? NO BODY MEANS HE’S STILL OUT THERE, BIDING HIS TIME TO FUCKING COME GET YOUUUUUU.

he’s like good, vansh didn’t even get antim sanskaaaar. who knew kabir was sooooo religious??????

vansh so efficient and independent ki khud ka kriyakaram kar raha hai. aatmanirbhar ho toh aise!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

not before he maarofied his own pocket tho.

“bohut jald iss VR mansion ke aage KR mansion ka signboard hoga.” hein???????? the R in there is for RAISINGHANIA. why the hell would you add one random surname to your name??????

YEAH. I KNOW THOSE CHITTAAA-ASSS EARSSSSSSS.

OMFGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG BHAGWAAAAAAN NE MERIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII SUNNNNNNNNNNN LIIIIIIIIII THEY MADE HIM SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAVE ASALKJDLKJDSLAKJDLASKAS

OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG THE DUMBASS FAKE DEEEP VOICE IS GONE TOOOOOOOOO ALKSDJSALKDJLASKJDLSAKJDLASKJDLASKJDLKJLKS I JUST

styling also EXAAAAAAACTLY HOW I LIKE IT.

helllllllllllllllllllllllo hunny. NOW YOU’VE MADE THIS SHOW FINALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY WORTH WATCHING. bas thodaaaa saa tharakkkkk ka maska i need to make my tellywood viewing experience sooooooo much easier. AUR WOH MUJHE AAAAAAJ SE MIL GAYAAAAAAAAAAA.

ok 13 days later.

bitch looks better after going through life-altering trauma than i do on my most stable mental health days.

talking to portrait about how the misery is unending, etc. etc.

kabir still calling her. WHY??????? dude just take the L and move the fuck on.

lmaooooooo mummy is like 13 din rone ki acting kar karke aankhon ki band baj gayiiiiii. 

standard mwahahahahaha we succedded bufoonery from too complacent evil ppl. dumb dumb dumbbbbb!

but let’s admire this evil cutie bean.

riddhima’s mangalsutra which she justttttt set down on that bureau missing. she in a panic.

ofc these two are behind it.

ishani wants the truth about that dayyyyyyy and aryan jumping in about how riddhima never loved vansh and just always doubted him and blah blah.

my question is since when aryan loves vansh bhaiiiiiii so much huh???????

anyway. this happens. and those two are left plotting some more about getting the truth out.

VIHAAAAAAAAAAAN is the new name.

seeeeee????? i knew his ass had some lucrative skill in the current economy. he some tech bro types.

CAN YOU BELIEVEEEEEEEEE THEY HID THAT FUCKING JAWLINE AND THOSE DIMPLES UNDER THAT BEARD FOR 5 WHOLE MONTHSSSSSSSSS. FUCKING HUMAN RIGHTS CRIMEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

unf, boy got cake. that ass just needed shirali to stay tf away from it.

also askdjalskjdlsakdjlaskjdlkj they turned ragini’s container waala room into his hacker man cave. what a wonderfully multipurpose room!

honestly, i’m just soooooooooo relieved i can just watch this show for eyecandy now. kaleje ko suchhhhhhhh thandak, yougaizzzzz.

banda khud vansh ke net worth (5000 cr.) ko dekh kar hairaan pareshaan. yeah, this much wealth accumulation is fucking immoral, asshole. you vansh did deserve to get thrown off a fucking cliff.

show laaaaaaaaaakh convince karne ki koshish karle ki yeh koi aur hai, my bullshit meter says it’s vansh vansh and no one else but vansh.

unrealistic af, someone PRINTING photos out in this day and age. what kinda tech person are you???????

lmao he’s checking out each photo for each family member and the commentssssssss.....

rudra chacha and chanchal chachi: “kaafi expressive faces! koshish bhi kare chupaane ki toh bhi chupaa nahi paa rahe ke lomdiii hain yeh ghar ke.”

aslkdjaslkdjlsakjdlskjdlksj i already like him better than old vansh.

aryan: “doosron ke bharose jeene waala.”

ishani: “raisinghania hone ka bohut ghamand hai, magar bechaari ki shaadi angre se ho gayi.”

how he know that if he not vansh????? angre not even in this set of pics.

siya: “kehte hain jo chal nahi sakte, unka wifi network bohut strong hota hai..... kab, kahaan, kya pakad le, koi nahi jaanta.”

“aur yeh hai....... RIDDHIMAAAAA....... iss parivaar ka most special aur khoobsoorat member.”

“moh aur maaya...... dono ka mel [...]”

yup, i definitely like this cheeky and cheesy persona better than the murder-threatening-paralyzing shit we had to put up with earlier. happy days, you guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! happy days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WIP DAAAAYYY

Ya’ll are crazy with the wip tags lmaoooo I enjoy writing for ya’ll tho~

Tagged by @mrspaigeomega thx bestieeee 💕

“What the fuuuuck”

It been only what? An hour? maybe two? I don’t know... four...? Maybe? Angel was completely out of it after whatever that.....Connor..dude gave him. He had no idea where he was going. He was definitely on some road of some sort. Where? God knows. At this point, he was wandering around like a lost sheep. No one around him, no ride, no place to rest or camp out, fucking nothing.

“Jesus fucking Christ....what the fuck was in that thing?”

Angel tried to gather his senses but with whatever he took it was a fighting battle between his senses and the psychedelic effects of that...what was that again?...fucking Cannabliss. He was swaying slightly and stumbling. Maybe this was a bad idea. It’s been years since Angel touched weed, let alone any drug.

“God fucking- FUUUUCK!”

Angel leaned to the side a bit too much and fell over the guardrail on the road. And with his luck there was a hillside and he tumbled downward until he hit a tree stomach first. Angel felt a rush of pain and nausea hit him like a fucking truck. He couldn’t even bring himself to get up. So he stayed for a few minutes recovering.

“Holy FUCK am I glad I’m not white boy wasted” Angel said to himself as he finally gotten up, still swaying slightly and trying to gain control of himself. He looked around and luckily found a hiking trail of some sort and stumbled his way onto it.

“I can’t fucking take this anymore” Angel sighed out as he took out his radio and held it up, radioing no one but who else?

“Connor...” Angel cut off the radio “of course of all people I trust”

“CONNOR” Angel tried radioing the other man again

“SHHHHHT” was heard on the other side

“Connor I’m fucking dyin’ the fuck did you give me”

“Angel stop it. First of all this is YOUR fault I told you it isn’t the same as fucking weed it’s much stronger ya fuckin’ lightweight.” Connor whispered into the radio “Second, you need to lay the FUCK low. They found out you left and if you don’t find a place to seek shelter you’re gonna be fuckin’ dyin’”

Angel heard the radio cut off and knew he wouldn’t be able to find a way to make this shit wear off

“Fucking FANTASTIC” Angel said loudly

Maybe a bit too loudly

“What was that?”

“Over there”

Though Angel was blissed out of his mind if didn’t take much to comprehend it wasn’t no regular civilian

“Fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck fuck” Angel panicked as he tried scrambling back to where that fucking stupid tree was and tried climbing back up to the road

“THERE HE IS. GET HIS ASS”

“OH SHIIIIT.” Angel managed to finally jump over the guard rail, well...more like fall, and started sprinting as if his life depended on it.

I mean it did

But as he was running, he realized he didn’t feel....tired.. and to his surprise, he was running faster than a fucking marathon runner.

But he quickly took this thought out of his head when he heard gunshots behind him, followed by angry call outs and screaming

“These fuckers don’t let up do they?” Angel said through breaths

Angel found a dirt road making a sharp turn into the forest again. After his first experience he really didn’t want to go somewhere that would probably cause him to meet with these freaks again but

“I’ll take my fucking chances”

Angel sprinted down the dirt road for a bit before walking off of it to prevent himself from being too visible.

“God...haven’t ran like that in years...kinda felt good”

The effects of the cannabliss were really starting to kick in, Angel went from feeling disoriented to energized. He felt like he could run all through Holland Valley without any trouble. He could probably take down a thousand peggies in the middle of it too.

“Connor” Angel radioed him again

“You’re going to get me into trouble”

“I feel fucking great Connor you have more of that” Angel whispered into his radio

“Calm your fucking asscheeks little man, it’s your first time. I’m guessing the adrenaline kicked in huh”

“Oh fuck yeah” Angel chuckled “Some fucking country rats were chasing me and I ran as if I was Usain Bolt”

“Country r- ANGEL!!! GET YOUR ASS SOMEWHERE SAFE THOSE WERE EDEN’S HUNTERS” Connor yelled through the radio

“Huh??” Angel tilted his head slightly

“THEY’RE EITHER GONNA BRING YOU BACK TO JOHN OR KILL YOUR ASS”

“OH SHIT” Angel started panicking “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME THAT EARLIER”

“I FUCKING DI-“

Angel turned off his radio and looked around

“No fucking map, no people, no help, holy fucking-“

Just as Angel was trying to figure out how he was going to find a way to get to safety, a bullet grazed his shoulder, piercing skin but not luckily no entry

“FUC-“ Angel tried to hold in a howl as he gripped his arm and ducked out of sight. He quickly started crawling his way through the thick brush hoping no one would find him. But with this new psychedelic effect it might aid him in his escape

“Gotta get to Falls End...Gotta get to Falls End-“ Angel whispered to himself

“Look what we have here”

Shit.

Angel quickly got himself up off the floor and looked around quickly, spotting Michael a few foot steps away.

“You know I knew this would be easy but not this easy”

Michael was almost right. Compared to him, Angel is a little boy 5’11 to 5’6 is quite the difference in height, let alone the fact that he was trained like a soldier by Jacob. It didn’t help Angel that he was high off his rockers at the same time, giving Michael a great advantage

“Mmm..the effects didn’t wear off either huh” Michael teased as he leaned down to look at Angel’s eyes, pupils completely blown wide. “First timer?”

Angel couldn’t get any words out. Instead he turned around and tried to run.

“AHT- AHT-“ Michael grabbed Angel by the arm and tugged him close “Don’t think your getting yourself out of this one”

Oh but he was. Though Angel was small, he had skill. As a former underboss and marksman he was trained to fight. Even if he wasn’t armed to the teeth like Eden’s Hunters and Chosen he could take down a man with ease

“Mmmh..yeah...I’d say that too.” Angel nodded in agreement before swinging around and socking Michael in the nose

“ACK-“ Michael didn’t let go but loosened his grip just enough

Angel clenched his fist and went for the throat, punching him hard enough to make the man let him free before lifting his foot, earning Michael a hard blow to the stomach

Michael became a coughing mess, in shock that the smaller man sized him up so quickly, despite being under the influence

Angel made no time to get away running as fast as this adrenaline could take him

Michael let out a huff and wiped the blood off of his nose, taking out his MP40 and aiming it at Angel’s back. He put his finger on the trigger, ready to end the man’s life but lowered his weapon. Touching his nose and looking at the blood on his fingers, chuckling to himself

“Hmm...maybe Connor was right about you...”

part one 🍒

Todomomo

I think they would be that TikTok couple where the girl is dancing and then the boy slowly comes up and wraps his arms around her and kisses her with the music still playing.

They were voted hottest TikTok couple.

Momo tried the “play this with your boyfriend around audio” and long story short Todoroki burnt her phone. 

Todoroki has his profile picture as him and Momo in some glasses flashing a stack of money. 

It was a joke at first but he ended up never changing it. 

Todoroki would make a post about zooning out and day dreaming about Momo being a “good girl” and asking for more

Momo dueted it and said “zooning out  and day dreaming about when he tells you that its not ever yet.”

Todoroki was the first to do the “You look so sexy, you really turn me on videos with your S/O.

He would take the video of Momo as shes getting ready looking all sexy like she is

And she starts talking about their cats bowel movements and he starts laughing cause the audio hits “you look so sexy.” And her eyes widen and shes giggling.

He then spins her close to him and whsipers “You really turn me on, blow my mind everytime.” And she just giggles louder and blushes.

That got like 3 million views.

“I have a boyfriend.” “No my boyfriend crazy, he kill people.”

Izuocha

Uraraka would do silly cute videos

Deku would NOT thirst trap

....on purpose

THEY ARE THE COUPLE TO DO THE “this my baby, and aint NO BODY FINNA touch him.

Uraraka would do lots of cosplay videos.

Her and Deku would do couple cosplay all day long.

They may or may not beg Kiribaku and Seromina to joing them.

Uraraka does that audio where it’s “AND WHY AREN’T YOU IN UNIFORM” in her school clothes, she exits the screen and comes back in with a maid outfit with her fingers doing this. 👉🏽👈🏽

Deku would spend at least two hours replying to the “Damn she bad” “She know what she doin” comments with “Yeah she is :)” “You should see her without the outfit.”

He would do a video with negative and jealous comments about his relationship/ Uraraka with “Bitch I know you sad I know you mad I know you pissed off.” Only he would censor the bad words.

They are that couple that do the whole stand on their back thing and they have to keep getting up till the other person is standing on their shoulders.

Uraraka would dress up in some dark cosplay and lip sync “Do you know who the fuck you’re talkin to?’ audio. 

That’s it. Just imagine how hot that’d be.

Her favorite audio is “make his pockets hurt”

Kirbaku

They would do the “I am not gay” audio and flash up pis of Uraraka Momo and Mina. Then they would stare at each other as the blank part of the audio plays out and then go. “You know what i am GAY.”

Kirishima would make his caption. “Girls are beautiful tho “

Bakugou would then caption his with “Not as beautiful as my boyfriend tho.”

They delete fetishizing comments so fast!

Love the Fuck Ice song!

I DO NOT CARE HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT BAKUGOU HE THIRST TRAPS!!

They wouldn’t be the BEST dancers....

But their little dance to “Get the Gat” hit different.

Kirishima does that audio that’s like “No need to shout, no need to yell, no need to have a riot. Shut your eyes, take a deep breath.” To him, and he picked him up and threw him across the room.

Kirishima then later dueted Todoroki’s “Thinking about when she..” video with “When he threw you out of anger and you were kinda into it.”

Kaminari did a video of “Tell your beef, if he says he’s got boyfriend. Then tell him I’m scared of him and I aint fuckin vegetarian.” So he dueted it with him holding up beef and bringing Bakugou in the shot, before pushing out of the way and eating the meat. 

Then he fort night danced.

Kirishima thinks that jake2r is literally the funniest thing on TikTok

“I can fuck your bitch and fuck your mom and auntie.” Is an audio Bakugou OWNS

Kamijirou

Jirou would post so many videos of her singing

There would be some with Kaminari in the background just walking by with a dumb smile on his face.

He would then duet it and dance to her singing and do stupid TikTok dances to her voice with a caption. “That’s my baby! Yessir!”

Adding onto the “Fuck Ice” song, Jirou made her own punk version.

With proper credit of course.

On god Denki would try so hard to get her to do the couple audios with him.

CEO of the “Heart been broke so many times” Audio.

Kaminari would do a “Day one of trying to get my girlfriend to dance with me.” To literally any popular dance.

He got her drunk one time and she did it.

DENKI SINGS “Come on fuck me emo boy.” TO HER ALL THE TIME AND SHE HAS TO TRY HER HARDEST NOT TO LAUGH

Like literally most of the videos in that audio is them two ranging from her being mad, her laughing, her not showing any care, and one of her vibing.

One time he left town and couldn’t do it in person so he did so with a bunch of pictures of her.

Jirou posts video’s of her getting ready to the “I’m your DAD!” audio and she actually screams and Denki runs in scared.

Asaf and Frank are his favorite TikTokers

Seromina

Sero is a dumb stoner gamer TikToker.

Mina is THE TikTok dancer.

She INVENTED throwing it back!

She can also rap every single Nikki Minaji song perfectly.

She would shake her ass to “Don’t drop that dun dun dun” 

Like she would go ham.

And Sero would be on a trip out of town watching it and all he could duet it with was his jaw hanging open and water coming out of his mouth like drool. 

He would nearly be crying at the beauty he snagged.

Caption would be “Ya’ll wanna know how fast I can run?”

Sero invented the “I’m already tracer” meme.

Mina did a collab with the “Hit or miss girl” and they’re best friends.

“I’m a savage, classy bouige, ratchet.” She owns that audio.

Sero makes fun of all the E boys who say the N word.

Sero is somewhere between an E boy and an anti E boy.

Co CEO of “Heart been broke so many times” Audio.

“What you doin out here with all that ass?” Is another favorite of Sero’s

Sero would get ripped before “I don’t get it, it’s says it’s four for four dollars. No one said anything about tax.” While Mina tries to make breakfast in the background and he fortnight dances.

Sero WORSHIPS the ground Cody Ko and Noel Miller walk on

GROUP HEADCANNONS

Mina and Momo collab the most out of the four girls

Bakugou post a video of that audio thats like “Jack i want you to paint me like this” And he’s jack all smooth and sexy

Kaminari then duets it in full sloth costume.

Kirishima duets it laughing his ass off.

Bakugou and Momo do the song together that’s like “I think y’all could use some tips. I’m skinny, I’m winning, and all you bitches are ugly. All the guys in my phone are ugly and fat so don’t call me.” With the camera shaking over to Todoroki eating soba minding his own damn business and the back to Bakugou with “All these bitches on my dick, they giving me head in the lobby” And at that exact moment Kirishima walks by and he grabs the back of his head and bobs it. 

He is very confused and can only laugh and mutter an “OW!”

That video got 5 million likes.

They all do their own version of “Tell me about your schools biggest controversy with this audio.

Jirou’s is just “Mineta”

Kaminari and Kirishima would re create the audio in person.

Mina would get Todoroki, Deku and Kaminari together and lip sync “I am not gay, but lets be precise.” You could see Sero in the background mouthing “Liar.” Mina would push him out of the shot trying to finish the line “cause if she’s pretty than watch her cause ima be fuckin ya wife.” 

They girls would do a really fast paced TikTok to “Ms. Hilton you must be worth a trillion bucks “ With Mina lip syncing that while pulling her sunglasses down to look at Momo walk by. 

Then it would turn to Urarka who goes “Get the feelin that you don’t really give a” And then Jirou would come in clutch with the censoring and play her guitar on the “fuck” so Uraraka doesn’t cuss because she is baby. 

Deku and Todoroki do the “Who are you?” “Maaaaan I be that pretty mother fucker man.”

Todoroki is the pretty mother fucker.

I’m gonna say that Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari do the “Well, can you tell which one of us is Hikaru?” audio, with the caption when we ask who’s the biggest dumbass, and when it turns to he Haruhi part its literally everyone saying the “thats the dumbest game I’ve ever heard”

ANOTHER LOVE - JOHN SHELBY X READER

WORDS: 2444

i really love this song (Another Love - Tom Odell) and while listening to it, i had this idea and i must say that i’m really proud of it.

this is my first imagine here on tumblr. i have a few more already written, but i’m waiting for your requests as well. xoxo

...I wanna take you somewhere so you know I care...

- Come on, this way.

- Where are we goin, John?

You chuckled and wanted to stop walking, but in the same time you were too curious to do that. And John was so excited, with his big hands covering your eyes as you walking to his surprise.

- I'm so curious, you whispered frustrated and you immediately hear John beautiful laugh.

- Just a few seconds, love.

Even if you can't see him, you can feel his smile just by listening to his voice. The smile that bright up your life since you met him. Unfortunately, you can't call this a relationship yet, but you two aren't just friends either.

- We're here, John put his hands around your waist as he hugged you from behind and slowly kissed a sweet spot on your neck.

As soon as you can see again, you noticed you are at the Garrison, which wasn't something unusual since you spend most of the nights off there with John, Ada who was your best friend and the rest of their family, but now...It was special in other way. In the pub were just the two of you and everything was covered in a warm light from the candles placed here and there. You can hear a soothing melody and in the middle was a table with more candles, petals and tableware for the both of you.

You couldn't believe your eyes. You didn't how to react, what to say...And John took your silence as a answer. His smile dropped.

- It is somethin wrong with...

You turned around to look at him and immediately grabbed his hands, made him look into your eyes just to make sure he understands. You had happy tears in your eyes and John melted looking at you and gentle wiped the tears from your pink cheek with his thumb.

- It's the most beautiful thing someone has ever done for me. You shouldn't...

He interrupted you.

- I wanted to show you I care. I fuckin care about you, [Y/N]. You are not just a quick fuck.

His voice was so calmly to your thoughts and his deep blue eyes made you feel weak on your legs, just like every time you stare into them. He pulled you into his arms and your lips collided together in a passionate slowly kiss.

...I brought you daffodils in a pretty string...

It's been a few hours since you last saw John at the betting shop. You are his secretary, but he hates to put you in the danger that means his business so you don't know too much about them. Just the essential and that it's good to stay out of them.

You were thinking about him, just as he walked in with his hand at his back and a bashful smile and look on his face. He was the handsome good looking man he had ever been with his expensive suite, coat and peaky blinder cap. But, even being a blinder and a gangster, he was the sweetest man you've ever meet.

- Hello, love.

You smile brights up your entire face as you greeted him with a kiss on the cheek.

- I found something and it made me think of ya...His tone is nervous, impatiently as he slowly pull out from his back a beautiful yellow flower and place it behind your ear in your hair.

You didn't know what to do, like most of the time when he surprises you with cute and lovely gestures like this.

- Thank you, John. You are the best, you pink lips curved into a big smile and his do the same as he pulled you closer, grinning.

- No, you are. You are my best girl.

...And I wanna kiss you, make you feel alright...

You two are almost our of air, but you can't stop the kiss. You don't want to.

Your heavy breaths and the sound of the bodies touching are the only sounds in the bedroom. You left out a loudly moan, that almost came out as a scream, as John let his face in the space between your neck and shoulder and he placed kisses and bites all over your chest and neck as he came inside of you.

- For the fucks sake I hope I'm not pregnant, you said with a raspy voice and a sweaty body. John just grinned, not scared at all of that idea. After all, he already had four kids and you loved them. Why not have one with you as well?

- So? It will be the most beautiful baby the entire fuckin Birmingham had ever seen [Y/N], he says with a charming smile as he collapsed next to you. You both are now tired and cover in sweat, but the happiest you ever been in the arms of each other.

- John Shelby, you said and you didn't planned you're smile that big as you stand up on your elbow to look at him even better, just as he had now a better view at your breasts. You are such a tease.

- Ya but you love it, don't ya.

Your smile answer it for you.

- Then show me how much, he commanded as he looked right into your eyes with a intense glare and you were right into his lap in the next second.

...I wanna cry and I wanna love

But all my tears have been used up

On another love...

You can't believe your ears.

- It can't be true, you said for yourself.

You didn't wanted to be true.

- You can't be serious..You talk again as you can feel the ground under your feet falling apart.

- It is, [Y/N]. John's getting married...With one of the Lee's. If what I know it's true...It's just for business.

Ada says carefully, looking sadly at you cause she knows. She knows since the beginning even if it's about one of her brother and she kept the secret long enough. She knows all the good and bad and she knows how much you wanted to be with him. To officially be John's Shelby girl and wife. But now...When you hoped you had a chance...He's getting married.

- He's a liar...He's a fucking liar.

You started mutter, but your heart aches and you hear these words over and over again in your mind, so you screamed the words at the end. Ada is immediately right next to you, hugging you and letting you cry on her shoulder just like you did when Freddie died and she felt alone. You put your head on her lap and you sit there crying for hours maybe.

- Ada? Is [Y/N] with ya? Open the fuckin door!

You closed your eyes at the sound of his voice. He sounded sad and worried. But he wasn't cause he's a liar.

He said he's serious about you, about the thing you had together...But he wasn't. He was just a good actor.

- No! Go the fuck away, you bastard! Ada yelled and didn't moved.

- [Y/N]! Let me talk, please. I can fuckin explain you! I didn't lie to you!

- Go away, John! You screamed and you feel bad for do such a drama in Polly's house, even tho you know she consider you family since you and Ada grow up together. You loved them, you cared about this family and...And you loved John.

After that, you hear Thomas serious voice calling John and you cried harder in Ada's arms when you were sure the brothers left and they can't hear you anymore.

...And if somebody hurts you, I wanna fight...

Working as John's secretary feels like shit after what happened. Tommy told you to stay home a few days to recover, but you only resisted three days. Your thoughts were killing you.

Today as you came in and you take your coat off you hear a discussion in John's office between he and Polly. You couldn't resist, but soon you starts to understand that it's about you anyway.

- You pig, what were you thinking cuttin him like that in the middle of the fuckin day?! You killed him, John.

- Pol, he touched her. He started talking with a low tone, but eventually his tone grow higher. Was I supposed to stay and do fuckin nothing?! Hell no.

- Stop being so cocky, John.

How could you forget about that?

You remember two days ago; you and Ada were at a bar, one when not everyone knows your best friend is a Shelby and you both were drinking a lot of whisky, trying to numb the pain and erase the memories.

Later that night, when you were dancing there was a man who touched you, who tried to kiss you and who could tried to do worse. The barman helped you to get rid of him, but apparent you didn't know shit.

You let out a gasp full of pain exactly when John leaves angrily his office and shouted the door behind him.

...Words they always win, but I know I'll lose...

A few hours later, John come to you and you were trying so hard to work and be careful, that you didn't noticed him and you didn't have time to leave.

- [Y/N], can I talk to you? Please.

- No. You tried to don't look at him. Looking into his eyes would make you cry again.

- Please...I wanted to be the one to tell you, but Ada...

- You wanted to? Then why you didn't tell me that you are going to get married to another woman instead of telling me that I'm beautiful, or that I'm your girl...Why?!

You tried to control cause there are a lot of people around you, but you simply can't. You had tears in your eyes again and you tried your hardest to keep them locked as he pulled you away from all these people glares. He started talking again with a lower and calmer tone, grabbing your hands in his.

- If I'm not gonna marry her, we're gonna have a war with the Lee's...They will try to destroy everything we worked our asses for..You are the one I l...

You closed your eyes for a moment and when you open them again, you are already crying and John's looking at you with full pain on his beautiful but tired face. He also had dark circles around his eyes.

- Shut up! Don't fucking tell me excuses, John. We are over.

You use a certain and serious tone, but inside you are breaking for telling this words to him. He cursed in a whisper and he let his head down as he ran a hand over his face, trying to stay calm at your words that hurts him more that he thought possible. He never felt that with any other woman and Gods knows how many he met.

- Are you sure? We can work it out of this mess, I will, I swear to you I will do as-...

He was desperate.

He remembered your days and nights together, your first kiss and the first time you two slept together. He remembered your big smile and the way you used to look at him, like you have right next to you everything you ever wanted.

He didn't wanted to lose that.

- I'm sure.

But it was too late.

A tear falls from his blue eyes as he left the betting shop. He immediately wiped it off and lights up a cigar, still thinking at your green eyes and big beautiful smile.

...And I'd sing a song, that'd be just ours

But I sang 'em all to another heart...

The wedding was beautiful, you can't tell otherwise. Esme was a beautiful bride, but John...Oh, you don't have words to describe what you feel when you saw John in a grey elegant suite with a positively expression all over his face.

His eyes looked in the crowd and when he let his eyes on you, you smiled a little to him. He turned the smile back and you two kept the eye contact a few seconds before Esme came with her mother. You had tears in your eyes all the ceremony and Thomas, who was John's best man and right next to him, observed you. Just like the rest of the family did, but they couldn't do anything. It was too late for you.

The party was at the Garrison and everyone was dancing and drinking too much. Arthur was probably the happiest around and you danced with him a few times. He was a really good company and always makes you laugh. You loved that about him.

You were next to Polly, smoking a cigar and you felt a pain in your heart as you hear the next song. It was your favorite song and you danced with John so many times on this; well every time you could get him slow dance, it was on this song. You are not the best dancer, but also not the worst and your dances with him, were making you laugh like crazy.

You smiled as you drink from your glass of Irish whisky and as you looked in the crowd, you saw them. John and Esme were dancing for the first time this close, slow and they looked in the other eyes just like a...Like a real couple. "It's just business" you remembered his words.

She was happily talking and he was bending down a little as he listened to her, then they both smiled again. You sighed deeply and you drink the glass of whiskey in one sip.

- Wanna dance? Michael asked you with a nice smile on his lips and he lifted his hand towards you.

- Yes, sure, you said as you sat up. But I have to say, I'm not a really good dancer.

- No problem. Nobody would know. He took a glare at the bride and the groom, knowing the situation, just like the rest of his family which you considered your family too.

Oh, somebody would. And that somebody is looking at you right now.

He smile disappeared and a face full of pain took his place. Just like yours did.

You let your head on Michael's shoulder, just like Esme did, and you and John were looking directly at each other, full of regrets and words left unsaid.

The words that were meant for him only are gonna be saved for another one...For another love.

so OOOOOOOOOH my god i managed to get fallout 4 working on my pc again and i was literally starting at like... okay. hang on. long story incoming.

my Master Plan had been to avoid doing Tactical Thinking for the BoS (and thus avoid destroying the railroad) by working up to the Mass Fusion quest via the Institute! but then came the Battle of Bunker Hill quest, and i realised i couldn’t inform the railroad because i hadn’t done their questline. so i spent HOURS fighting both my dying pc AND numerous bugs to finish the rr quests up until my ‘infiltration’ of the institute, right up until Mass Fusion... only to find out that bethesda patched out this workaround in 1.2!

/screaming goat sound

thankfully i thought ahead and had previously installed a mod that allows you to pass a Very Hard speech check with Kells to just. leave the rr alone. which i did. sucker. anyway,

got the berilly... the berlli... beryi... got the AGITATOR for the BoS, and then took a short vacation to Far Harbor to nab ALL the legendary Recon Marine Armor. this cost me 50,000 caps I didn’t have. ended up fighting half the island to get enough loot to sell in trade and also gained like 3??? levels of experience doing that??? jesus. anyway. got the RECON ARMOUR BABY. also, i had to cheat in The Last Minute, because ronnie didn’t stock it >:/ VERY annoying but i have the power of cheats AND anime on my side,

anyway this whole writeup is to reach the fact that i killed the institute, nice, obtained the rank of sentinel, nice(r), and then when i tried to betray maxson... oop! he’s essential! because todd howard wants a big showdown in the castle!!!!!!

so i made him non-essential and shot him in the back of the head ez pzy

then we did By Our Forces Combined (god-moded in the rest of the uuuuuuuh artillery because im lazee) and then i had the mother of all glitches because one of the vertibirds got stuck UNDER WATER and was UNKILLABLE??? just cycling around in the death animation. so i had to reload the WHOLE BATTLE thanks to this one vertibird, which -- had bugs not forced me to reload EVERY SINGLE QUEST and EVERY SINGLE CUTSCENE in the last few quests meaning i now have maxson’s EVERY WORD etched into my BRAIN -- would have really taken the wind out of my sails.

BUT IT’S DONE. i couldnt believe how many console commands i had to use in the last fuckin section though. enemies in unreachable places, vertibirds glitched into the sea, shaun got lost and drowned somewhere off the coast???? my companions becoming hostile MULTIPLE TIMES. armour glitching off my power armour to never be seen again MULTIPLE TIMES. npcs not moving when they should. npcs not loading through doors when they should. it was BONKERS and were it not for me expecting this shit with 100+ mods i quite frankly woulda quit.

but then i wouldn’t have gotten to see sarah in maxson’s coat tho, and i gotta say: well worth it.

also? far harbor dlc? actually Slaps quite a bit. it rly grew on me.

WhatsApp, Part 11. (Steve Rogers x reader)

Description: You’ve never been lucky with guys. You just wanted to catch someone’s eye, to be loved. One day, that’s about to turn completely - with one fake, completely imagined number a guy gave you 

A/N: x

Warnings: Pretty huge angst throughout the chapter. Well. :,) That's that.

Word Count: 2.3 K

Tagging: @missdictatorme, @songforhema, @mikariell95, @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory

Read the rest here: Part One  Part Two  Part three  Part four  Part five  Part Six  Part seven  Part eight  Part nine  Part ten

If you like to have your readings in order :):  H E R E  

Nobody could see that Bucky and Deena will start dating really soon. It was big for her since the first time they saw each other. It was like an instant crush, boom and the next few weeks were only Bucky-filled. You were split about all of that - you were happy for your best friend.

She found someone to click with, someone to just be with, somebody great.

But why Steve was not taking his chances when his best friend was ready in one day. One fucking day. You liked that guy, but your patience was starting to get seriously thin.

After the first date, Deena immediately did a FaceTime group. It was consisting of four people - her, May, Suzie and you. Everyone except Deena was in their comfortable home clothes, everyone was looking terrible in the camera, but for Deena's face with a big smile on it. She was giggling loudly. And she didn't even seem to be even drunk.

Jealousy stroke you at that moment. She was on a date with James and she looked as happy as never before. This was an unseen, a completely new thing in Deena's behavior. She was indeed beautiful like that.

"Okay, you happy face. Start talking!" - You cried out with a sultry smile. You and Steve. Could you be like that if he ever asked you out? At that point, it seemed pointless. Steve was basically the slowest relationship maker in history. But even tho your faith slowly started to fade away, you tried to be optimistic about all of that.

"I'm not going to lie to you, this was one of the... Best fucking dates in my whole life." - She yelled all over the street and she didn't give a crap about people turning after her.

"Really? Come on, details!" - May said and turned her face in the direction of the TV, watching the series she used to every Thursday. It was some endless series, some telenovela or what. But she loved when she could only talk about the things that happened in the last episode and you just listened to her.

"First things first, he's incredibly handsome. He's like the vocabulary definition of a hunk, you should see those rippin' back, shoulders... This is the first guy with long hair that I fuckin' adore!" - Deena exclaimed. That was true, she hated guys who had hair under their earlobes. She found that disgusting. And James must've been really sexy if even Deena found him sexy. - "He's sweet, he's funny, he has manners... Girls. He is behaving so calmly, he is so fucking well raised. I want to meet the woman who raised him up, because she's my hero..." - She kept on talking and talking and your mind slowly kept on fading away as you thought about Steve. You would love to be the one calling, the one who would be screaming somewhere on the street. But you weren't.

Slowly, James became a day-to-day part of your office life. He and Deena were saying they're just friends, but everyone thought something different. Deena had the most lustful look ever, every time James came to the office with a couple of bags full of food for every one of you, everyone in the distance of few meters knew she's thinking about fucking the soul out of him. James made her laugh, they slowly grew closer and closer, having their inside jokes and sometimes you caught them staring in the eyes of each other.

Everyone was smiling when James brought her flowers for the first time. It was a big puget of white roses and they were indeed beautiful. Each of you just sat there and looked at her table with a dreamy look. And if that wasn't enough, James got along with everyone as well. He was a nice, funny and he indeed was handsome. Most of them, he got along with Val.

Without you even knowing, he was looking after you. The slightest things he was asking you about were just ok checks. And why he was doing it? Steve. Of course, it was for his idiot friend Steve.

Bucky was doing a serious super-secret inside job at their place - he was telling Steve everything about you, making him think about you all night long as if your long calls and photos didn't do that job as well.

It was teamwork. Bucky was reminding Steve almost every day of the week and Sam was encouraging him to make the move finally. They even stop to argue for a short amount of time just to work on Steve's mind. They were trying their best shots with Steve at that very moment.

---

"All I'm saying is she had a beautiful dress on today. You really should've seen them." - Bucky said from eating his bowl of yogurt and cereal. He just came back from Deena's apartment, smelling like hot and steamy sex and sin, his eyes shining like the stars.

"Old man, I think you're shooting the air here. He's not gonna do anythin' about that. He's too shy. He's too nice. Not like you bending that skirt over the first month." - Sam just added, chewing on a mango.

"Sorry, I forgot it's Steve we're talking about here." - Bucky said in answer. It was back and forth for the last few long, long weeks in Steve's perspective. James and Sam could cooperate on a seriously good level when they tried to. That was just the way it was.

"You're not helping. Natasha is very angry with me when I start to spar with her and I'm out of my head because I just see her face in my mind, I don't even take notice on the meetings and Tony is ready to kill me on the spot, I don't seem to do my paperwork well and I don't feel easy in the last... Three weeks. I'm in constant stress an in a carousel of reminders. You got under my skin and I don't find it funny anymore." - Steve just straightaway yelled at the two of them from a moment to moment. Sam and Bucky were scared the hell out. Steve was the calm guy, who tried to find a solution in absolutely every situation.

But now he was on edge. He just snapped. Both of them sat in silence while Steve got into his room and almost broke the door when he shut them with all the force he got in his body.

"I think we stepped too far, Buck. I've never seen Steve acting like that." - Sam said when the quiet between them became unbearable.

"No. Trust me. Things are going just the way they should. This is the thing we've been waiting for the whole time. Give him a few more hours and voilà. The magic's done." - Buck smiled wickedly and continued with eating his cereal. Sam could barely stand still, he was nervous because of what state they were able to get Steve into.

The apartment was deadly silent for the next whole day. Every time Steve got out of his room and met Sam or James in the flat, he just stared them down, took his things, food or whatever and disappeared back in his room again.

Those few days were seriously crucial. Steve was acting like a small child - even Natasha wasn't able to get him out of his room when Steve didn't come to their sparring session. Although you were texting him numerous times, Steve hasn't answered a single one, which made you worried as well.

---

"Hi, James." - You approached Deena's table nervously. You were spinning with your fingers and Bucky could tell that you're not feeling too good. In the last few days, something was circling through your head. You sighed all the times, you weren't laughing at his dumb questions and jokes, you were just acting weirdly.

"Hey, sunshine. Come and sit with us. You want some plums?" - He gave you one of them and smiled at you happily.

"I have a question." - Your voice sounded sour and quiet. You were just out of your mind. - "Would you mind answering it?"

"I'm an open book. Just ask me." - James smiled at you with his baby blue eyes. Deena knew what topic you are going to pick, so she took all of her papers, stood up, kissed Bucky's cheek and left the table.

"Have I done something... Wrong? You know, have I told Steve anything bad, he didn't like my appearance or my nature? Because... I don't have a single idea about what wrong have I done. I just simply don't." - You said sadly and he could see the tears in your eyes. Steve hadn't text you for five days, which was an unbelievable thing for somebody like him.

"Aaah, baby girl." - Bucky hugged your shoulder to make you smile a bit. - "You're fine. You're more than fine. He's just conflicted at the moment, sometimes it's harder with him. All you need to do now is to have some patience, don't be stressed and have some plums."

"You like those plums a lot, right?" - You tried to joke with a sad done.

"Sweetheart, you have no idea. Plums are a cure for everything." - Bucky answered and started to chew another one. Somehow he always has an endless supply of plums everywhere he went to. And he always got one for everyone.

"Don't you start about those fucking plums. I'm on a plum diet since I'm dating this guy. I've eaten tons of them." - Deena appeared behind James after getting some new paperwork from May. - "I left you the papers I've finished on the table. They should be ok, but you should rework them to how you like the work done."

"Yeah. I'm going to go through them now. Thank you." - You smiled a bit, took two plums from James and hugged him quickly in a friendly matter. He was a sweet, sweet guy.

---

"Steve, we need to talk." - Bucky knocked on his door with a frown on his face. - "I'm done with your acting as a child phase."

"And I'm done with your brainwashing program. Some things are not as we expect them to be." - Steve hummed through the door. Steve felt like if he was in a tight corner made by Buck and Sam themselves. He wanted her so much, yet those paranoid things were louder and louder in his own head. What if you back out when you'll see who he actually is? Will you freak out? Would you just say no to him? Would you even want to go out?

There were so many questions in the air for him. And he heard them almost every time he saw any part of his own body in the mirror. And that was Bucky's artwork.

"I'll go straight to the things I want to say. That girl is all over you, that girl is now sad in her office because your dumb ass is not showing any sign of interest. Go and call that girl. Take her out." - Bucky told in a firm voice. He was done with Steve at that point. And Steve was done with Bucky's doctrine.

Everyone seemed to be done with everything at that point.

"Can't you see that she doesn't care who the hell you are? You could be even birdbrain and she wouldn't care. You should take your chances as they are and just try it." - Bucky warned him and then left the door, taking his jacket and called Deena that he'll have a sleepover at her place. That left Steve all alone at the flat.

But he knew that Bucky is totally right. He should act on his chances. You were worth all of that.

So he just called your number without any further thinking. You answered after a minute of dialing.

"Hi." - You said a bit coldly. That was his treason for the absence he had. It was numerous days since he heard you, you sounded like a lullaby, so sweetly and lovely.

"Hey. I'm... I'm so sorry. This is all my fault." - Steve said without further dialogue.

"I'm not going to lie. Twenty texts. You made me worried." - That's when it hit his ears. Bucky was totally right, he made you sad. It was all Steve's fault. Your voice was sweet as usual, but it had some bitterness in it. You were angry with him. That was for sure.

"This is not easy for me, okay? I'm really nervous right now." - Steve stuttered and your blood went immediately ice cold. Steve was going to tell you that you're not a thing anymore. That he's done with it.

"You don't have to worry. I think I get what you mean." - You said and your voice broke down. He heard the mourning in it.

"So you don't want to go out with me?" - Steve said in a tight voice, he said it quickly and practically choked it all out.

"Are you serious? Like deadly serious?" - That didn't convince you at all. You were ironical as hell.

"I am completely serious. Let's just go on a date." - He repeated in a completely straight tone. And he knew that this thing will change his life from the basics he thought he knew.

❄️❄️ –––– have you seen [ ESME MACMILLAN ] since the storm? some say they look like [ DANIELLE CAMPBELL ] but they’re [ 21 ]  & go by [ THE TACITURN ].  [ SHE ] lived in halloway for [ 11 YEARS ] & they are originally from [ LONDON ]. before the town vanished they were studying [ MEDICINE ] and lived at [ UNI BLVD ]. most people knew the [ CISFEMALE ] as [ ALTRUISTIC ] but i’ve heard they can also be [ RETICENT ]. for some reason, they feel [ UNEASY ] about the town’s disappearance.    ––– 

–––––– well , well if it isn’t me , b , with a broken theme !! but i’m too eager to pay any mind to it right now , and i’ve got homework due at midnight that has to happen after i get this baby posted . hi friends !! very excited to be here . this is my soul baby esme who is just trying her gd best and is stressed out 99% of the time . needs a 12 hour nap and maybe a therapist . summed up in a word ? soft , probably . i hope you love her like i do anYWAY GONNA leave this here and get to plotting so you can also hit me up at  b a y#9956 on discord!! 

LONDON.

weston and anna macmillan never planned on having a child. they were young and in love, and both had struck the genetic lottery – weston with his brains, anna with her trust fund. while weston was up and coming in the world of corporate law, anna had spent her life in pointe shoes and was at the top of her game as a principle dancer for the royal ballet in london. they were picturesque… perfect, even. until anna found herself to be three weeks late and their dazzling little dream life reached its first hiccup.

that hiccup entered the world screaming a whole nine months later!! tiny blue eyed esme grace macmillan was a fuckin handful even before she was born. as anna went through prenatal checkups, she found that her heartbeat was irregular. further tests concluded that she had hypertrophic cardiomyopathy (hcm) which is a genetic condition that affects the muscles in the heart and causes irregular blood flow. it’s not fatal, but it is hereditary and gets riskier with physical exertion. being a new mother, anna made the decision to shelve ballet and focus on this new chapter of her life.

which was probably a good thing! she loved being a mom, and it was safe to say that having a set of eyes on esme at all times was the right choice. she was restless and constantly full of energy. from a really young age, it became apparent that esme had inherited some of the best parts of her parents. she got her dad’s brains, catching onto things quickly and learning to walk and talk earlier than most. this turned into simple reading and messy writing shortly after. she wasn’t a very social kid though, didn’t talk much.

as soon as esme was old enough, she was put into tiny pink ballet slippers. she took a liking to dance, and this is when they realized she’d also inherited her mother’s natural grace. early on, it looked like she’d easily follow in her mother’s footsteps.

dance really really opened esme up. it was here that she started making friends and began tip toeing outside of her comfort zone and opening up a little bit, but her direction changed when she was six and discovered figure skating.

it was technical and lyrical like ballet, but it was far more challenging. even as a kid, esme loved a good challenge. so her parents bought her a pair of skates, and the rest is history. as she grew up, her weekends were occupied with practices, performances, and eventually competitions. she was a natural. and for the first time there was an air of confidence about her.

though she loved it more than anything in the world, her life soon came to revolve around school and skating.  it caused her to miss out on a normal childhood, never really making friends close enough to be invited to sleepovers or birthday parties.

that made the move much easier for esme. when she was 10, her father’s firm went international and he was put in charge of the american branch. thus, the macmillans hopped across the atlantic and moved to halloway for a fresh start, a new adventure.

HALLOWAY.

she took a small break from competitive skating when they moved; it was her parents’ choice in hopes of her actually making friends in new hampshire. and it worked! for a while. esme was still quiet, still a little too book smart and a little less than street smart. even as a kid, she was awkward, but she was kind and clever and for the most part — people liked her.

and life was good for a long time! she got back into skating, and around the time she was thirteen she showed no signs of stopping. in fact, her sights were set on an olympic medal, and though her parents were wary of her inherited condition, they supported her in every possible way.

entering high school, life got a little bit harder. her schoolwork and training kept her pretty tied up, and it was often really hard for her to balance a social life along with that. she didn’t show up to every party. she didn’t really have any interest in going on dates. she kept up with her friends and made time for the important things, but she wasn’t exactly the most open person.

this backfired real quick!! as a freshman, at a bonfire, a senior boy kinda came onto her and when she said nope no thank you, he got pissed. instead of taking rejection Like A Man, he decided to spread a little rumor about them hooking up. this combined with her quiet nature kind of caused her to get a bit of a reputation of being aloof and a bit easy which is so far from the truth. but high school is high school!! and people were fuckin mean about it for a long time thereafter!

around this time was also when her parents sorta…. fell out of love. as in… her father got a little power hungry, a little bored of his life, and like the cliche he is started having an affair. the secrecy of it didn’t last… long and he ultimately left both anna and esme. she felt kind of.. abandoned. like they weren’t good enough almost but.. she and her mom got . even closer because of it tbh. the macmillan girls don’t need no man!!

so she threw herself into her studies and even more so into skating. she trained in the morning and on the weekends, year round. winning competitions made her feel good, and she kept doing so. when she was fifteen, she competed at the world figure skating championship. though she didn’t medal, her scores were impressive and she became an alternate for the us figure skating team at 16. being so close to those five rings was enough to push her further.

she left traditional high school and threw herself even further into figure skating. (this only fueled halloway rumors that she was a bit of a snob akjdfha) after graduating, she enrolled at halloway part time in order to slowly get through her gen eds while training for, yup, you guessed it, the 2018 olympics.

and ya know what? it paid off. at 20, she’d had two world’s silvers and a world’s gold under her belt as she competed in the winter games. her whole life had been leading up to that moment, and she brought home an olympic gold medal in women’s figure skating. that’s right, ya girl fucking peaked.

it was a high, for a while. and she rode it quietly and gracefully. idk she was PROUD ok she worked so hard…. but her incessant need to be perfect and to continuously better herself was nagging in the back of her mind. she wasn’t sure how you could really get better than gold at the olympics.

needless to say, she’s in the midst of a bit of an identity crisis. with her heart condition and ya know aging… she knows figure skating isn’t a forever-thing. so she went back to halloway, taking an interest in medicine and trying to understand her own weakness— a weak heart. she began studying medicine and to fell in love with that profession, but . she honestly can’t stay off of the ice. activate existential dread! she doesn’t actually know who she is!

and then the heckin storm happened smh

NEW HALLOWAY.

with a calm exterior and a notorious knack for being maternal . . . someone , somewhere along the line said hey let’s put esme in charge of the hospital to which she said in a john-mulaney-esque voice . . . huh ? what ? huh ? what ??? huh ???? and then did it anyway

if she’s not on call or working at the hospital , best believe she’s studying because she’ll be the first to tell you she has no business calling herself a doctor 

it’s been months!! since!! they disappeared!! and she’s sort of adjusting to this new life which often makes her feel very, very guilty because she doesn’t know what’s happened to her mother at this point

when everything was frozen she still found time to escape and do some skating on the lake aksdjfhas

for the most part, she keeps herself busy ... someone like .... help her tho

PERSONALITY.

esme’s naturally introverted. she likes people, but she’s a textbook people pleaser and gets exhausted quickly when she’s socializing. she’s always been quiet, never the center of attention (unless on ice) and never the loudest voice in the room. when she does speak, though, it’s purposeful and articulate. the sort of ‘she doesn’t talk much but when she does it’s important’ kinda thing idk. she’s not meek ya know.. just reserved

she’s naturally… very kind. cares a lot about other people but struggles to express that which is why she gravitates towards the profession of medicine. she enjoys helping people ya know

ya girl keeps her shit close to her chest. doesn’t really want to bother anyone with her own shit and takes her anger out in physical activity, disassociates from her sadness by reading. a lot of people know her but not on a deep level. tbh does she even know herself? prob not

she’s not a stick in the mud, but she does need a little push every now and then. she lets loose when she’s around people that she’s comfortable with tbh. behind the prim and proper macmillan facade is.. a bit of a goofball. does not hesitate to participate in dramatically karaoke or midnight swims in a lake.

SOFT as fuck but she’s not one to be walked all over. she’s clever as all get out and when snapped at harshly enough won’t hesitate to snap back. she doesn’t get angry to the point of showing it easily, but when she does, she’s very purposeful with her words. don’t underestimate her she hATES being underestimated

competitive as heck. in academics, in sports, in board games. she’s a sweetheart but she will wreck you in spite and malice or sorry bc she just… has a competitive nature

really does give a shit about what people think of her. like… wants to be liked. not being liked by some people in high school really fucked w her bc she just….. can’t help caring about how other people perceive her and wants it to be positively. it’s in part because of how she was raised?? she grew up in a pretty monitored, strict environment between rigorous training and her parents’ world of the rich (will this change after the storm tho??? we’ll SEE)

values honesty like has absolutely 0 time to be lied to and 0 time for bullshit

SO curious, always ready to learn more

will make a fool of herself to see you laugh

a lil bit of amy santiago.. a lil bit of rory gilmore.. a lil bit of caroline forbes..

needs to relax; constantly Anxious

s t u b b o r n

literally never sleeps

doesn’t curse bc there are more clever ways to express anger

reputation: aloof and stuck up. reality: literally just shy lmao

is TRYING VERY HARD

WANTED PLOTS.

i have a few connection ideas here!! and a tag here!! but also…

friends from halloway that she’s just… straight up been pals with since she moved there

i’m… constantly thirsty for … girl gang shit. any of y’all watch the bold type? i eat that shit uP AND IT’S all i NeED TO BE . HAPPY OK

esme’s an only child and i would love to see a sibling-like bond for her

academic rivals pls and thank!! mayb in their major…. mayb back in high school…. paris vs rory anyone?

the maya to her riley oh man

a bad influence or even… the polar opposite . to her Mom Friend-ness

someone else who grew up in the realm of rich parents like galas suck but at least we got each other!!

neighbors!!

new friends! people who she’s met through halloway and quickly taken a liking to. super interesting dynamic bc… while she’s eager to know u she’s not so eager to …. open up lmao

previous roommates

y’all into angsty exes? i know this is the end of the world and all but that don’t mean wE CAN’T get SAD

someone she became friends w via… skating yikes akjdfha i swear that’s not her only personality trait

someone she agreed to tutor!! or study buddies!! ‘i’m going to cry literal tears on my flashcards please study with me!’

someone she was forced to be friend with post-storm. they step on each other’s toes but suck it up for the sake of everyone else

i .. love combining ideas and brainstorming too so!!! we can also do that!!

if you made it this far i’m literally going to cry bc i love you already for reading a rambling like this . aNYWAY !! that’s my esme. feel free to smash the like and i’ll come to you or message me on discord!! 

i think that you would think im pretty and would like my poetry and i want to share it with you. im shy.

to be honest, im very apathetic these days. im not the nice “cutesy baby flower petal boy” i used to be. a lot has happened & im bitter & sullen & all in all, a pretty shitty friend/person to know. i used to possess some redeeming qualities, believe it or not, even if they were construed by the subconscious in an attempt to be likeable - a facade, even tho its only a facade, is still tangible, still there, is still something, even if not authentic. is poorer character forgivable in the name of presenting more authentically? but nah. that makes it sound like im putting effort into being a better person, which im not. im just sort of fried & done. its been a very long time since i played the role i built for myself on here of the “small fawn boy who wants to help girls” lmaooo. how embarrassing. altho, i was just a kid, & i guess, if you had a tumblr as a teenager, you went thru some cringe (i know the use of that word has fallen in on itself & adopted its own definition but for lack of a better one) ass phases, whether it was kinning or malingering mental illness or oh fucking christ, all that gender bullshit, etc etc. from what ive observed, tho, loosely following kids im still casually friends with that i met on here, i think we’ve all managed to Grow The Fuck Up, at least a little. most of us have jobs or r in school or have partners - growing up & moving on is a very surreal experience to watch/go thru. im moving at my own pace & ive accepted that - im still currently using & starving myself & concocting a suicide plan every day but at least i use clean needles as much as possible, i actively & honestly do strive for the bare minimum calorically, & um able to work with the mentality of “well ill have this when i need it but todays not that day” a lot more readily, in relation to suicide shit. ive finally found a therapist who Really Gets It, is a frontrunner internationally on ritual & extreme abuse & mind control. its pretty incredible what a few years with a good therapist can do. anyways. im sorry, i know you didnt ask for all this & im not even sure why i divulged. i guess, what tipped me off, was your attempt at sounsing “cute” - dude, cut that shit out, i promise youll be a lot better off. & i know everyone interchanges aspects of their personality based on who theyre talking to/who they percieve themselves to be talking to, but i feel like not a lot of people give enough credence to the internet & its hand in shaping/molding young people, kids, vulnerable dumbasses, especially tumblr (tho, i get that its a relatively new phenomenon) - u get a bunch of the “weird”, “alternative”, ““ostracized” kids together on a website, of course its gonna nurture a culture of hypervalidatoon & pretending to be sick in order to fit in to the point that its not an act anymore & exacerbation of symptoms & basically, just sucking each others dicks, sitting in ur own shit, & never ending coddling. & then, you have the older group of kids, who have played this game before but instead of helping or ignoring the Dumbshit kids, they indulge their own normally-buried-but-unleashed-by-internet-anonymity sadism/human instinct to just be fucking dicks & so now you have this vicious cycle of anger & hatred & fucking melodrama up the urethra. im sorry, i know im comig off as/am being harsh but god fuckin dammit yknow? also, this isnt directed at you, specifically, more of a generalized thing, @ myself included. so uh. i mean, if u still wanna share it with me after reading all this, id be happy to read ur poetry. i used to be over the top nice & then reverted to Major Asshole & am now trying to find that sweet middle spot - honoring & allowing myself to share my pain without putting it on others. which is really hard!! cuz becoming a Dick was difficult in that it forced me to be more honest with my true self & as such, more vulnerable - now in trying to become Kinda Nice again because despite being a pulsating scrotom, ive had the intense desire for friendship & human interaction, while simultaneously doing things that i was consciously aware was pushing others away - but then, if i pretend to be nice, where does that authenticity i worked for & was so scared of go? & i dont mean telling someone their new haircut looks nice even when it doesnt - thats just not being a dick. but i guess, those r the normal trials & tribulations of any relationship & adolescent developing identity. which is weird too - dealing with “normal” issues, i mean. whats the point if your life/limbs/breaking point arent at risk? whats the point when your best friends already dead. im sick of people calling "survivors” (despise that word, so fucking female-originated & overdramatic) “brave” & “strong” - surviving is not brave or strong. its just survival. you wouldnt call an animal brave for running for its life from a predator but you would call a dog courageous for going into a burning building to save its owner. premeditated action on the notion that you are probably going to be hurt is brave. being subjected to pain with no choice is not. theres no “silver lining” or anything “good” to be drawn from it either - sure it may have made x a more compassionate person or made y more introspective & gentle but you know what would have been even fucking better??? if the shit hadnt happened in the first place! let x be an asshole & y be self absorbed - the “benefits”, so to speak, do not outweigh the cost, not by a long fucking shot. its not only patronizing to hear garbage like that, but a slap in the face to know that anyone could possibly see anything good coming from that nightmare & that the characteristics, good or bad, you developed either in response to or as a result of, are worth praise. dont tell me im strong for doing what i had to to escape a torture chamber - tell me im perseverant for studying my ass off & passing that test last week. in the words of one of my dearest & most fucking brilliant friends, “pain doesnt owe me/you purpose - the need to intellectualize & assign meaning to pain & death is not only futile, but harmful.” & honestly, i think that it stems from weakness (in most cases - i realize theres a plethora of other reasons such as those who r just desperate for something to hold on to or r hyperintellectual & analytical or who have been pressured by external “support” systems to find the “good” etc etc) - while the majority of people view the person who “can find the good in everything” (strictly speaking only in relation to trauma/tragedy here & more in denunciation of those that celebrate this trait as opposed to vilifying “survivors” who respond this way, though in my experience, its very very very rarely the “survivor” that perpetrates this ideology ) as strong, i sort of see it as a weakness - their inability to sit with & absorb their own pain or that of others is so strong that not only do they have to frantically pull rainbows out of the teeth of a meat cleaver, they also have to exist within this strange (tho, not malicious - more subconscious) superiority complex. like, nah, dude, some times shit is just awful. you cant tell me anything fucking good came out of a four year old girl being kidnapped, gangraped, & tortured for two years, before being impaled & left to die on a stake. her mom opened a non profit organization? oh well thank fucking god for that!!! those that believe the latter to be more “enlightened” or whatever the fuck r the same people who say shit like “dying is easy - living is harder” & i get that that its supposed to be interpreted metaphorically for the most part - giving up is easy, trying isnt (which also.....isnt true??? admitting defeat & fully accepting the fact that ur fucking helpless is beyond hard lmao???) - but pretend youre somewhere, anywhere outside ur sunny little fucking yoga studio full of white women whos biggest issues r the pta & johnny whos failing math, & lets say your life is in real, imminent danger, a gun is to your head & i want you to not scream or cry or beg for ur life since dying is “easier”. if dying is so easy, why do the majority of ppl cling to it with such desperation - why is suicide illegal? why do some ppl go thru 100s of chemo treatments even tho the doctors say theyre just prolonging the inevitable, ppl who cut off a diseased arm so it wont spread, those who walk dozens of miles every day for food & water, etc? & i know & understand the survival instinct better than anyone, even when i wanted to die more than anything, my natural instincts would kick in with no conscious neural input & id do what i had to do. im not condemning those who cling to life (ok - a little. ur wasting resources out of ur own fear. but i also realize thats just me being a Fucking Asshole As Always cuz technically, im doing the same thing tho its more due to lack of opportunity rather than fear. i just think, societally, death should be more normalized, discussed, & not made out to be so unknown & scary), instead just reprimanding those who say shit like that (inspirational facebook quotes). especially cuz most of the ppl who do spew that shit have never gone thru anything even remotely difficult - their worst nightmare is a Big Scary Black Man grabbing them on the street, mugging them, & touching their tits. & i also know that these stupid ass sayings are to be applied to bullshit like exercise & fitness (“no pain no gain” is another one of my Favorites) & not fucking torture or even just ur run of the mill rape, even that would probably smash the rose tinted banana republic shades off their beverly hills tanned faces. but ive heard the no pain no gain one a handful of times in the last few weeks, specifically from doctors performing procedures in preparation for my bottom surgery. & i know its supposed to be encouraging & they have no way of knowing, but its just like, buddy, u have no idea who youre fucking talking to. & im starting to understand what THEY mean when they say it - pain with a reward is infinitely more tolerable than pain just for the sake of pain; like, a tattoo, it hurts, but u know, when its done, its gonna be sick as fuck. when u r able to fall back on the idea that its for something u rlly want, its A Lot easier to handle as opposed to pain thats Just Pain - theres no reward for it except, i guess, that the more u experience it, the closer u r to the end of it lmao. i mean, i still hate when ppl say it cuz for most of my life, pain was just pain, & the “reward” was the opportunity to go home at the end & so whenever ppl say that, my mind just immediately resorts back to that & im just like haha fuck u. but im trying to remember my experiences r definitely not universal & im starting to sorta understand what they mean i think. but, flipping gears here, & going back to the sentiment of “everything happens for a reason”, the base philosophy of psuedo deep Fuckwads - a girls dad didnt fuck her “for a reason”, everything doesnt happen “for a reason”. like ok, hypothetically, the kid he impregnated her with & that she was forced to have at 12 may surpass all odds & not become a homeless junkie & instead become a world renowned doctor who finds the cure for cancer. but she wasnt raped repeatedly from the age of six for that “reason”, no matter what anyone says & honestly, the liberation of the masses does not justify the suffering of one, especially a child. in my eyes at least. but again, im a bitter asshole. sorry i just Went The Fuck Off here oh my god.....if u read all this, thanks, pal. if not, thats cool too. but yea, send me ur stuff, id totally be down to read it. as for me potentially thinking ur cute, i have to look at my disgusting shitstain of a “face” every goddamn day so everyone else to me is fuckin aphrodite. but im also tryin to not put so much worth into physical appearance- its not something that should be complimented cuz its just smth a person was born with which is the same reason it shouldnt be insulted. this is gonna sound gay & stupid but i personally find that a persons essence & personality really permeates. you can meet someone who, objectively, isnt all that great looking, but once u get to know them, u really see their beauty - how the sun catches in their hair, their dilated pupils looking up at u from under long eyelashes in the dark, the birthmark on their right shoulder that they despise but that is so Them, the gap in their teeth, etc. & idk how to phrase this without it sounding like “well ur ugly but at least ur a good person”, cuz that only reiterates the societally indoctrinated emphasis on appearance & my kneejerk reaction to assure the person in question that thats not what im saying is only another result of that!!! its inescapable!!! but no, really, its not just a matter of “its on the inside that counts” - physically, they change or maybe, actually this is more likely, when i first meet them, my “default” eyes r just looking for features that i know im immediately attracted to (tall, blonde, sickly as in sunken eyes sticklike pale but still looks like she could & will beat the shit out of me) but as i fall in love or get to know them better, my eyes adjust & i notice & adore the beauty that was there all along. so uh. idk if ill think ur “cute”. but probably, yes, ill think ur an angel.

The Reading Rush ended yesterday for me. I had such a great time doing The Reading Rush this past week. It was really fun doing twitter sprints, collecting badges, reading all those comics, and just overall connecting more with the bookish community through this readathon.

I wanted to do a wrap up for what I read and accomplished during the readathon. I’ll start with the Reading Rush challenges and then go into what I actually read. I completed :

8/8 reading challenges

14/16 badges

2/7 bookstagram challenges

0/0 booktube challenges

Now into my wrap-up of the week. I did switch around my tbr for the readathon because f the time crunch (which I expected because of my ambitious 12 book tbr) ad just went with ones that were more convenient for me to finish.

1. Teen Titans: Raven

three out of five stars. I love raven, she has been my favorite of the bunch ever since I watched teen titans as a kid. I just loved her backstory and that her character had depth in the show and how she was always protective of her friends. this was a good graphic novel, but because I went into this thinking I was going to get hardcore raven, it was kind of a let down. if I had gone into it remembering that this was a toned down version for young readers getting into books and superheroes, I probably would’ve enjoyed it more than I did. it was still enjoyable.  I especially loved the monotone color palette that the colorist used with the art, it added to the tone of the story. anyway, still excited for the beast boy graphic novel that’s coming out next year. garth speaks to my soul.

2. Blackbird Vol. 1

two out of five stars. the only reason I picked up this comic was because one of the artists I follow on instagram worked with them on it. I didn’t really connect with any of the characters, didn’t get the magical world, didn’t get where the insta love came from??? it just seemed like it was all over the place. it did get interesting around issue 4 or 5 but.... just generally wasn’t for me. the art is fuckin gorgeous tho.

3. Goldie Vance Vol. 1

five out of five stars. I fuckin loved this comic guys!! it was such a blast to read. it’s set in the 60s in Florida following our 16 year old POC mc Goldie Vance who works at hotel as a valet, but on her down time likes to help with the hotel’s detective services. the art is so aesthetic and pretty, the characters are awesome. it just felt like a good ‘ol time. it gave me old fun detective cartoon vibes like scooby-doo or detective conan. loved it so much and can’ wait to read more.

4. The Backstagers Vol.1: Rebels Without Applause

three stars out of five. the story started kinda slow and weird with no context at all, but grew on me around the third issue. the characters were adorable; my faves were beckett and sasha. such cuties!! not crazy about the comic, but would continue for good ‘ol soft, fun, laugh times.

5. SLAM! Vol. 1

three out of five stars. picked up this one because roller derby has always been a topic of interest to me. the sport that is or seems dominated by females, females who are aggressive.  anyway, the art was really vibrant and cool. the story was cute and sorta relatable. two friends trying to make time for each other around busy lives; that I related too. that was the part of the comic I really liked. but I wanted to see more of the community side of things, the team, the found family. will probably end up continuing this comic.

6. Misfit City Vol. 1

three and a half out of five stars. female lead cast in a ‘goonies’-esque treasure hunt story?? yes. hell yes. I enjoyed this comic. the art was beautiful, the characters were funny and some relatable. I thought the premise of the town being a film site for ‘the gloomies’ was an interesting backstory. it was a light, fun, comic with awesome females friends at the center of it. the only thing, sometimes the dialogue was a little bland. some jokes were bad and made me cringe.

7. Fence Vol. 1

four out of five stars. I have been meaning to read this one for a while. finally got around to it, and am I so glad I did. fencing is another non-mainstream sport that I have some interest in. first, art (as always) was fuckin great, just like, the movement of the fencers in the illustrations, I loved. the cast of characters were great. my favorite was bobby, he’s just such a sweetheart so i will kill that other character i forget his name if he breaks him. idk why but the conflict between the main characters reminded me of naruto/sasuke or hinata/kageyama dynamic. one is the arrogant ace who looks down on just about everyone and is surprised when someone catches them off-guard, the other is the underdog/newbie who has passion and effort and something to prove. and they hate each other... for now. i seriously screamed ‘and they were roommates’ when i finished issue one. just read it, it’s good.

8. Moonstruck Vol. 1: Magic to Brew

two out of five stars. the world’s full of magical creatures and magic. which sounds cool and all, i guess but the whole story just wasn’t for me. i did’t really connect or sympathize with any of the characters, except for cass and chet. which is also why their my favorite characters. especially chet. a non-binary, sassy, and over all awesome friend. yes yes yes. thank you. i loved them. probably the only reason i would continue the series is chet.

9. Nancy Drew: The Palace of Wisdom  

five out of five stars. again, this is me and my love for mystery, crime-solving teens. like, seriously: nancy drew, kim possible, conan, scooby-doo, tintin, and so many more i can’t think of right now. it was full of lovely friendship dynamics and lots of mystery and suspense.

10. Batman: Year One

four and a half out of five stars. batman’s origin story. hell yeah. this was a reread. this is one the only comic that i own and i love it dearly. the atmosphere that the art adds to gotham city and bruce’s journey into batman is just *chef’s kiss*. there were a few things, that i don’t remember when i first read, that bothered me. there was a line in there somewhere when jim is baiting batman, and batman says something like “she knows how to walk in heels. it’s practically a lost art. it’s a shame.” which off course is the most ridiculous line in the graphic novel, and of course comes from a rich white boy playing dress-up... other than that, i really really love this as a batman comic. all the characters in it are incredibly flawed and yet they are some of my favorites. and will continue to be.

I think that’s the end of the wrap-up. wow. it’s nine o’clock already. I’m probably just gonna sit in bed, eat my cheetos and watch some shows. or booktube. eh who knows. I’m definitely going to be in bed tho. goodnight folks.

This is a day late for International Women’s Day but under the cut, please enjoy me telling my wife about two Byzantine empresses (sisters!) who hated each other but hated men and/or the world even more: Zoe and Theodora Porphyrogenita. Pretend it’s a transcript from your favourite podcast hosts!

(That’s Zoe on the right, pictured with her very good friend Jesus and one of her useless husbands)

Tal: so the sisters are Zoe (the hot one) and Theodora (the ugly one), and their dad keeps trying to marry them off to other rulers but nothing's working out, and he eventually just gives up and leaves them to rot in the women's quarters together for like, most of their adult life Tal: no one really knows why but they started to haaaaaaate each other Tal: Dad dies, and the two sisters are the only heirs to the dynasty, so now the whole court is trying to marry them off to local Byzantine aristocrats Clare: "NO FUCK YOU" Tal: the mayor of Constantinople is the big pick, but Theo is like "a) he's already married and b) he's my third cousin, so no" and Zoe says "yeah whatever I'll marry him" Tal: the mayor (Romanos Argyros) has his wife have an "accident" and he's free Clare: oh fuckin what Clare: this clown over here like "idk what happened, she just slipped and fell down forty-seven flights of my steps that are inset with jewels" Tal: Zoe now accuses Theo of conspiring against her, and has her dragged off into a monastery against her will Clare: WAIT A MONASTERY FOR A WOMAN WHAT Tal: but Zoe is like, almost 50, and she's trying to conceive but she CAN'T, she's trying potions and charms and shit, OH YEAH monastery is the term for both men and women in the East, a lot of the time Tal: Byzantines loooved to force people into taking vows Clare: OKAY CONTINUE Clare: (I know next to nothing about the Byzantine Empire actually so this is great) Tal: so Zoe can't get pregnant and Romanos is tired of her, so she's furious and starts fucking a servant, really flagrantly in front of everybody Clare: ride 'em cowboy Tal: Romanos goes "k" and takes his own mistress Clare: well at least he didn't "accident" Zoe I guess (YET) Tal: but then people start saying (correctly) that Zoe and her new boytoy want to kill him, and he is "concerned" but doesn't really do anything about it, he's kind of a weak dude Clare: he sounds like a real champ from what you've said, defs Tal: so Zoe and her lover drown him in the bathtub Clare: YESSSS Clare: GET SOME ZOE Tal: NOW plot twist, the servant loverboy's eunuch brother is the chamberlain of the palace, and he's this Machiavellian character, John Orphanotrophos Tal: with his brother fucking the empress, John is like OH BOY HERE'S MY CHANCE Tal: so as soon as his brother (Michael) is married to Zoe, John's like "okay uh let's...put her somewhere, she is not the most reliable lady" Clare: in a monastery Tal: NOT YET Michael puts her back in the women's quarters for now, where she conspires against the dudes in vain Clare: Michael u dum Tal: BUT Michael is epileptic and pretty soon his health is failing, John's basically running the empire from behind the scenes Clare: jesus christ Tal: his brother's dying, so John gets his nephew lined up to be the next emperor, and when Zoe protests, boom, monastery Clare: (WHERE IS THEO IN ALL THIS) Tal: THEO'S COMIN Tal: so Zoe's been sworn in at the monastery on an island, but the people of Constantinople decide they don't care for that, and they fuckin RIOT Clare: YEAAAAHHHHHH Tal: the mob dethrones John's relative and demands ZOE AND THEODORA BACK IN TOWN Clare: i just wanna imagine all of them screaming like frat dudes, YEAAAAHHHHHHH Tal: Zoe tries to make it all about her and send Theo back to HER monastery Tal: but the people ain't having it Clare: EXCUSE YOU LADY YOU JUST GOT A REPRIEVE HDU Tal: Theo demands that the emperor be blinded (Byzantines loooved to blind people) and have HIM sent to a monastery, and I think at the same time they also get rid of John by blinding him and castrating all his male relatives Clare: I KNEW THE BLINDING THING WEIRDLY ENOUGH Clare: that shit made it into [Mormon] scripture someplace or something, I knew that one BUT JESUS Y'ALL ARE SO SAVAGE Tal: HELLA so the Orthodox have a rule that you can only marry twice, you can't be a black widow for too long over there Tal: Zoe and Theo need husbands for heirs and they don't want to fuck it up this time Clare: oh god I'm so afraid Tal: Zoe wants this one dude who she had a broken engagement with yeeeeears ago, but then she meets him again and she's like "you know what I DON'T LIKE YOUR TONE" and scratches him off the list Tal: she tries another former fling, but he gets mysteriously poisoned by his wife, like "NOT GONNA DIVORCE ME FOR THE EMPRESS, BITCH" Clare: and then Zoe marries that wife Clare: because they would rule Clare: ...sorry I just made that up GO ON Tal: she finally finds a guy who's supposed to have been "handsome and urbane", and at this point I want to mention that all three of these men were named Constantine Clare: JESUS ZOE Clare: BRANCH OUT Tal: she marries him, he becomes Emperor, Zoe is still Empress but also so is Theo, and there are already court factions breaking out between them Clare: also she over 50, whh Clare: how is babby formed Tal: right, like girl IT AIN'T HAPPENING Tal: HOWEVER Constantine #3 wants to bring a fourth into their polycule Clare: k ya big weirdo Tal: he has a long-standing mistress named Maria and he demands that she be allowed to go everywhere with them and have a title of her own and all this shit Clare: "this isn't enough drama I WANT MORE OF IT MORE OF THE DRAMA" Tal: "The 64-year-old Zoë did not object to sharing her bed and her throne with Maria Skleraina." Clare: the 64-year-old Zoe had a li'l boner for Maria Skleraina neh Tal: so idk maybe she was cool with it but the public thought it was kinda weird, so now there are rumours that Maria wants to poison BOTH Zoe and Theo Tal: so there is another riot Tal: Constantinople does not take shit lying down Clare: that's what we do in our spare time btw, all of us women with husbands and no jobs Clare: we think about poisoning Clare: everything Clare: everyone Tal: I mean I get it Clare: (poisoning someone is the bitchiest move in history and I love it every time GO ON) Tal: that was basically it for Zoe, she let her husband have the power and she focused herself on developing a line of beauty products Clare: ....you're fucking with me Tal: “Zoë recognised her own beauty and its use as a tool of statecraft. Attempting to maximise and prolong its effect she had a variety of creams and treatments prepared in the gynaeceum, and was said to have carried out experiments attempting to improve their efficacy. She operated a cosmetics laboratory in her rooms in the palace, where perfumes and unguents were constantly being prepared. Psellus reports that her face looked youthful into her sixties.” Clare: YOU WERE NOT FUCKING WITH ME Clare: I'M SCREAMING Tal: RIGHT Tal: now after Zoe died, Theo wasn't done yet Clare: you know what I want tho, you know what I want Clare: I want Theo to be poisoned by one of Zoe's neck creams Tal: IT DID NOT HAPPEN, ALAS Clare: just standing over her as she dies like THIS IS THE LONG CON, SISTER MINE Tal: Zoe died first (of presumably natural causes) and Theo basically made the dudes recognise her not as empress but as EMPEROR Clare: oh gosh I like her Tal: she got the senate and the imperial guard on her side Clare: oh I like her so much Tal: and then SHE PURGED Clare: that is such a power move that is such a Cersei Lannister move oh my god Tal: all the officials she didn't trust, all the guys that were being suggested for her position instead of her, DISMISSED AND EXILED Clare: BOOOOOM Tal: she was 76 but she gathered all the power in her own hands as much as she could, she showed up in the senate every day and judged cases herself, she was not here to play Clare: that is fucking fantastic Clare: I wanna marry her Tal: she did finally die but she refused to get married and refused to even name an heir because she knew THAT'S HOW THEY GET YOU, and only on her deathbed did she kind of nod like "I guess" to appoint some civil servant as emperor Tal: who nobody liked but they thought he was easy to control Clare: BOSS ASS BITCH Tal: YUP Clare: aaaaaaamazing Tal: and that is the story of Zoe and Theo, the end Clare: I LOVE THEM

The College Society Chapter 2 Part 3

Enjoy :)

Liam Friday December 8

Lunchtime was almost over. Liam was thinking about Theo the ogre while Nick finished his fries. (One quick question : where did Theo hide the corpse he was eating ?). (He was an ogre for sure, because he definitely had fattened Pete, and soon, the blond boy would be gone forever). (Or not, but it didn't prove Theo was human for all that).

"Jesus, are you listening to me ?"

Liam blinked, surprised. He turned towards the guy who talked to him. I saw him somewhere...

"I asked you already three times if you remember me ?" asked the stranger.

He was blond, with scary brown eyes. Not particulary muscular, neither skinny. I know I talked with him this week but I can't place where.

"Sorry man, but Liam is a bit dreamy." spoke Nick. "He probably doesn't even remember what he just ate."

(This was a shocking exaggeration, he took a pizza.) (Or was it pasta ? Damnit).

"Whatever, I'm Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey. We met at the pool the other day. I kicked you and all, do you recall ?"

Oh. Yeah. Or not. Apparently, he had some memories issues.

"Yeah, hi Damian." he lied anyway. "What's up ?"

The guy looked at him with a mix of amazement and anger. What did I do this time ?

"I'm Damian. Nicholas. Smith-Carrey." repeated the blond lad slowly. "Not Damian."

Nick swallowed somes fries, fascinated by their conversation.

"Isn't it the same ?" asked Liam. "I mean, I can call you Nicholas if you prefer. Or Dami ?"

The other almost made himself hoarse. He took a moment, and inhaled deeply.

"Okay, you're definitely a freak." he whispered. "Anyway, look, I don't want to lose any time so... Do you want to come with me at this big party this saturday ?"

"I'm sorry, I'm working during weekend evenings." replied Liam. "Plus, I'm not into party that much."

Dami looked at him for a moment. Maybe I have a spot on my face ? This whole discussion was weird. (Dami seemed to be a good guy tho).

"Forget it." this latter eventually said. "Bye."

And he left as fast as he came.

Then, Nick and Liam went to class. The afternoon passed quite fast. Once the last lecture over, they reached their flat. The chesnut boy called his bestfriend before going to sleep (At 8pm, yes, but whatever). He related his day, and when he mentionned the weird talk he had at noon, Nate remained silent for a while.

"What's wrong buddy ?" Liam worried. "Are you attacked by an ogre or somethin' ?!"

"No but... Do you realise Damian just invited you on a date ?"

A what ? That couldn't be possible. Someone asked him out ? Just like that ? No, that's too direct. We don't know each other at all. I met him what ? Two times ?

"I know what you're thinking." laughed Nate. "And maybe you're right. Maybe the man just invited you for a party because you're so damn famous when it comes to partying. Or maybe he just asked every stranger he had encoutered this week to come ? Who knows ?"

"That's more plausible." agreed Liam.

His bestfriend sighed.

"Look, Gwendoline is waiting for me but, promise me you won't do anything stupid."

"Of course. I promise."

Why people thought he was likely going to do something silly ? He wasn't clumsy or whatever, was he ? Anyway, he hung up and went to bed.

"That's my fuckin' bedroom !" yelled Nick. "Go in yours for god sake !"

Rebecca Saturday December 9

When Emilio had told her it would be a huge party, she never expected this. The biggest fraternities and sororities organised it together each year. The event took place at the main hall of the university. Apparently, they had the Dean's permission thanks to his grandson, or something like that. Rebecca arrived late, because she had trained with Bob until 9pm. So, when she got there, she saw people eveywhere. Some were drunk, some were high. Most of them were only starting. She glanced couples having sex in the park next to the facility. That's what I call a fuckin' orgy. Her boyfriend had texted her his location, but she couldn't find him. Where the hell he went ? The black girl searched for a long time before she ran into Chelsea.

"Hi Rebbie !" this one yelled. "Having fun ?!"

"Not really ! I'm looking for Emilio ?!"

They were all screaming in this cacophony.

"I saw him like two minutes ago heading towards the dance stage !"

"Thanks !"

Rebecca went inside. Wow, what the fuck is that smell ? The music was more than loud. Her eardums were bleeding. But she saw him. Emilio. Surrouned by two girls heavily drunk. One kissing him, the other way too close to his ass. The hell is he doing ?

"The real nature of people is shown at parties." said someone.

She turned and saw Matthew. The guy wasn't mocking her, he didn't seem happy with what they were watching.

"Sorry. I'm used to this but you're only discovering this part of him."

The black girl looked again at Emilio. It wasn't an accident, he clearly was kissing that girl. Even worst, he also started to kiss the other.

"He's drunk." she said. "He's not controlling his actions."

"Oh yeah, and you feel better now that you found this lame excuse ? Tell me miss, why aren't you over there yelling at him ? Or at least make him stop ?"

She didn't know what to say. In a way, he was right. Even drunk, Emilio shouldn't do that. And she was supposed to be angry. But she was just... like sad. Disappointed maybe ?

"Look, Emilio had always tons of girl around him." stated Matthew. "It's in his nature you know ? I think you deserve better than him. C'mon, let's ignore him. Come with me and Chelsea, you'll have fun, I promise."

I don't understand this dude. He was mean like one month ago and now... Whatever, she didn't came at the party to think. She nodded and followed him.

Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey Saturday December 9

Pasta's place was very well known across the town to be the best restaurant. The owner, Mrs. Liliano, got a secret way to make pasta that people just loved. The Dean's grandson never expected this weird little freshman to work there. But he did. And that was why he declined the invitation to the party. Usually, Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey was more sublte with his preys. But he had quickly realised this one was special. Very special. And tonight, there was the biggest party of december. Summer, that idiotic whore, had been organising it since September. It was the perfect occasion to learn a bit more about Liam. But first, they had to go at the party, obviously. The Dean's grandson entered in Pasta's place with this goal in mind. He went straigh to the counter.

"Look who's here." grinned a cold voice. "Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey. I never expected to see you again."

Strong voice, sweet tone. A bit agressive when she said my name. I love when she says it. Damnit, that's hot.

"Hey Judith." he smiled. "Nice to meet you too. How are you ?"

It was a bit hyprocritical. Judy was one year older, and he had met her when he was a freshman. She was one of the very first prey he had hunted in college. She had earned her place in his DVD number 1, with his special favorites. Also, she did fellatio quite well.

"Better when you're not here." she answered curtly. "What do you want ?"

Funny story. When he had ditched her, she had gone a bit mad. She hadn't appreciated when he had got bored of their routine. She had gone through a supposed break-down and had left the university to work with her mother, the famous Mrs. Liliano.

"I need you to free Liam asap. He and I are going to a party."

Judy frowned.

"No way. You're not putting your dirty hands on this sweet guy. Not on my watch."

That was a bit predictable. This resentful hooker gave him bad intention all along.

"Look, I'm sure we'll go through this." he assured. "For example, you could let Liam come with me and in exchange... We bang together here and there. That wouldn't be the first time we use your restaurant for something else than eat food."

"Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey, you're disgusting."

"How long since the last time you had sex ?"

"Centuries. Fuck you. I'll go get him. But be nice."

"I'm always nice."

They arrived at the party only around 11pm. It was mainly Liam's fault. This guy took an eternity to change, and another to walk to here. At least he agreed to come... Even if he seems a bit off. He was just watching around him, but not really watching. It was like walking with a living doll. I wonder how he manages to find his path in his daily life.

"Dami, is that Theo over there ?"

This. Is. Not. My. Fucking. Name. Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey did his best to not punch this insolent freshman. He glanced at the direction Liam's showed. Indeed, he recognized Theo, with two fatties. One ex-swimmer and a footballer if he recalled right. Greedy bastard.

"We should save them before he..." whispered Liam.

"Before he what ?"

The chesnut guy lowered his eyes and mumbled something so low only god heard. What's his problem again ? This guy is a real weirdo. Simple-minded like he was, the Dean's grandson could probably led him in his bed in the next hour. But I feel something odd. No, I know he'll decline an invitation to have sex. And I don't know why. That's troublesome.

"Liam, I'm inclined to help you, but only if you tell me what's the matter ?"

"I think Theo will ate them both..." he stammered.

Jeez. I must be hallucinating. Did he think Theo was a cannibal ? In fact, it wasn't that absurd but... What the fuck ?

"Sorry Dami, I'm bothering you. I'm really dozy."

"My name is Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey." corrected the blond lad.

"It's what I said."

Fucking god what did I do to deserve such a moron ? Damnit, why can't this dumbass asshole says my whole name like every fucking one else ? What's wrong with him ? Is he broken ?

"Just go to sleep." decided Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey (you see, easy name). "I'm done for tonight."

Liam thanked him and left just like that. And I did all this for nothing. Fucking nothing. He still had half the night to spend. Let's go back to Judy. I could use her skills for fellatio right now.

To be continued

Well... This part is focused on Liam/Damian’s relationship and you can tell it won’t be easy for the hunter. Not easy to catch someone as special as Liam !

As for Rebecca, she’s about to discover something about their college... What exactly Matthew wants ? And how Emilio’ll justify himself ?

See you soon for the next part !

( demiboy ) haven’t seen GERARD NYSTROM around in a while. the MILES HEIZER lookalike has been known to be (+) FREE SPIRITED & (+) COMPASSIONATE, but ZE/HE can also be (-) IMPULSIVE & (-) HOTHEADED. The 23 year old is a SENIOR majoring in POLITICAL COMMUNICATION. I believe they’re living in POTENTAS but I popped by earlier and no one answered the door. ( dante. 21. cst. ze/hir. )

yooooo i’m kind of. really hype to be writing my boy again. here is his wanted connection page, here is his pinterest board (and here’s jaime’s bc i finally made him one!), and down here below the cut i’m gonna yell about him!! it’ll be fun! y’all should hit me up for plots w my boy.

so!! big surprise, gerard is aLSO trans. like, obviously. the white stripe on the trans flag is for nonbinary people. anyway. i can’t write cis people.

whereas jaime would, if he could, be the one passing out water at a demonstration, and just generally adopting a more passive, albeit important, role in the demonstration, gerard’s one of the ones in the front. face and other distinguishing features obscured, because even though he believes strongly in his cause he’d still like to be employed and enrolled, in their faces, yelling til he’s hoarse, punching a motherfucker if he has to. that’s his deal. 

extremely leftist. extremely. will not stand for right wing bigotry, and centrist views anger him fairly easily too. however, he’s also just as quick to shut down and reject shitty leftist rhetoric. he goes to the demonstrations, and he’s not quiet about his beliefs in what he considers safer circles. he’ll never pretend not to side with the left, but he’s more subdued when asked in a situation he perceives to be risky, for whatever reason. 

the Last thing i want is political fights ooc or people bein uncomfy so Anything more than generic “tr/ump sucks”-eque statements will be tagged, and posted on a basis somewhere between “never” and “sparingly”

he’s So queer. super queer. he doesn’t like being called gay as a blanket term, nor does he like being called lgbt or any variation as a blanket term. call him queer. 

he also uses ze/hir bc Normalize Neopronouns

he’s polyam! he just. he hs A Lot of love to give n he’s never understood the idea of only loving one person romantically. 

his relationships have mostly all been open, and both him n his partner(s) were free 2 hook up w & date other people if they wanted, they just had to keep an open line of communication ykno

so. tatiana was an old hook up. they met by chance freshman year and then just kept seeming to bump into each other. and it grew from there. gerard ended up calling off their whole arrangement bc he was stupid n went n started catching feelings, but knew there was no way that would work. so he dipped. 

after tatiana died he was a wreck for a lil bit but like. then he just internalized and repressed all his bad feelings and he’s okay now!!! :))))))))))))

he’s not ok. someone make him go to therapy. 

as for!! his backstory!! he doesn’t rlly have memories of his birth parents. all he ever rlly remembers are foster parents. he stayed with families for a few years at a time, but inevitably he’d get moved somewhere else. so he’s bounced around the state of new york some in his time. his shortest stay was four months, tho.

he came to live w the nystroms when he was 13 n they asked to adopt him when he was 16. he ofc said yes and cried A Lot. 

the nystroms are kinda like. rlly fuckin loaded. supposedly. gerard had always done well in school, so combining those meant he could go Anywhere He Fuckin Wanted. well, after he dicked around for a year in an attempt to find himself. allegedly.

yes i’m just gonna confirm ur suspicions he named himself after gerard way.

connections i’m rlly looking for bc they’d be dope: (ex?) partner(s), best friend(s), (ex) hookups, classmates he Hates for a variety of reasons (doesn’t have to be political reasons maybe they scream when the lights get turned off bc they think it’s funny), cRuSheS???????? requited unrequited idc bRING THEM