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did-we-imagine · 7 months

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Hi never “both sides” a genocide again please and thank you

I'm not sure what you mean to say, but I feel compelled to show empathy to all civilian victims in general because all lives are equal, and it is not to whitewash Israel or to minimize their war crimes (aka actual genocide/ethnic cleansing to further their colonial agenda).

One can feel bad for all civilian victims without buying into the criminal doctrine of zionism or being an israel/IDF apologist.

Dehumanizing civilians on either side is never good as it allows for racist/fanatic/murderous/extremist ideas to fester, which can lead to terrible tragedies. (This is exactly what is happening to the Palestinians in particular right now, they are being vilified through malicious propaganda. Jewish people went through the same during WWII with the nazis. It also happened to the Germans after during the final parts of WWII. Many women were raped by the Allies' soldiers...) . Here is an example of a mixed family.

I believe that the previous point is very important because there have been various extremists thinking that they were avenging the wronged party in their eyes through hate crimes against muslims / jews (the american 71 years old dude who killed that poor palestinian child and severely attacked his mother, and many others, which you can read about in this link).

I do not believe one bit that Israel's repeated attacks on hapless civilians in churches/hospitals are justifiable or defendable at all.

In conclusion, I would like to add a few very important points, especially for the people who defend Israel & think that pro-palestine people are antisemitic/racists/whatever:

-> This is not a religious war between jews and muslims. This is a colonizer entity attacking/exiling the colonized party. There is no reason to hate followers of either religion. In fact, palestine is a multi-religious country. There are muslim, christian and even jewish palestinians.

-> The palestinians are also semitic.

-> Right now, Israel is using Hamas' action as a justification to dish out full on genocide. However, as per international law, collective punishment of a people can never be justified by any means. Friendly reminder that Hamas =/= Palestinians and Zionism =/= Judaism:

https://www.aaiusa.org/library/debunking-all-palestinians-are-hamas

-> There are much more complex politics at play( FYI, other countries are using this conflict as a proxy war, esp USA/Iran ), considering that Hamas was financed by Iran, Hezbollah, and even Netanyahou/far right politicians from Israel who want to implement a one-state (Israel only) solution. The last category wanted to destabilize the Palestinian Authority & avoid the formation of a palestinian state through this.

Sources :

https://www.liberation.fr/checknews/netanyahou-a-t-il-dit-que-transferer-de-largent-au-hamas-etait-la-bonne-strategie-pour-contrecarrer-la-creation-dun-etat-palestinien-20231011_F5AKUAMMNVENDLJ6WBXLFPJETE/%3foutputType=amp

It's all the more jarring that this is french media saying this since the majority of their media is pro-israel.

https://archive.ph/H8LSL

-> Last but not least, this is not an equal war (for those who think that Israel is in their right). The infamous statistics of casualties. Pre-7th october 2023 :

https://www.statista.com/chart/16516/israeli-palestinian-casualties-by-in-gaza-and-the-west-bank/

Yeah, more people are dying on the Palestinian side...Because the genocide/colonization project has been ongoing for 75 years. This is proof on its own that Israel is a criminal state. Who woulda thunk?

Current stats:

Http://www.aljazeera.com/amp/news/longform/2023/10/9/israel-hamas-war-in-maps-and-charts-live-tracker

->Israel is using this attack as an excuse to further its expansionist agenda, it's not quite bothered by the hostages' actual fates 🤡 :

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wario-speedwagon · 13 days

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Dave and Old Sport Adopt a Kid: Chapter 16

Yo yo yo wassup homies, long time no see! It took a hot minute, but I finally finished this next chapter to my liking, so I hope you like it too! Thanks for your support as always! <3

Also big thanks to @thefandomdork22 and prismcat for sending me their adorable arts of Pruny! I cherish them deeply <333

Full text and fanarts are all under the cut, so have a lovely day!

Chapter 1 Chapter 15 All Chapters Index

Chapter 16

“C'mon, wake up, wake up!”

He wasn't interested in stirring.

“Peter, c'mon, wake up!”

“No, it's way too early…”

But mercilessly, the lights were still turned on, blinding him even through closed eyes. If only he could squint them closed even further…

“Dee, no, go bother Jack…”

His shoulder was rudely nudged back and forth which startled him wide awake.

And his frantic jolt upright also startled the other party who immediately stepped back with a small girl’s gasp.

As he gathered himself to his senses, he saw it was indeed a small girl. But it was that strange purple one of Dave’s, not…

—and the girl was also looking back at him a couple paces back, a look of cautious curiosity written on her face. …Staring at him. Assumedly awaiting his next movement? Sure, he was used to this kind of reaction from most kids, but why had she just nudged him for such an aloof reaction to follow?

“Hi…” he greeted weakly with a limp wave as he still adjusted to the harsh light. She must have turned it on. Maybe she hadn't expected to see him there? With his hand raised he thought to check his watch—(...only 2am?)—

“Did you need something?”

The girl kept staring at him, perhaps contemplating something, but Peter was still groggy enough to wait until she responded in some way.

Though after just too many seconds of waiting, he decided to at least lean back into the lying position he'd been awoken from—or, he would have if she hadn't finally interrupted.

“Wh—Wh…” she began… or tried to, before quickly falling silent to another bout of private consideration.

But her eyes quickly met him again with more bravery.

“Why’re you…?”

“O-Oh, right, you were asleep when I came in, heh.” No wonder she was on edge; he may as well be a sleeping intruder with a weird head to her.

Although then again, they had interacted a couple times now, even just earlier today, so she surely must recognize him, or else he imagined she’d probably be screaming already. (Not the first time a kid’s screamed at him at first sight, and probably not the last either.)

“I'm just staying the night for now. Jack let me sleep in this room. I'll be gone soon after that.”

Gone… Gone to where exactly? …He would figure that out later after talking to Jack he supposed. Boy, now that would sure be a daunting conversation to start in the morning…

But either way, his explanation did not seem to lift any confusion from the girl's gaze.

“I guess we never really had a proper introduction yet; my name's—”

…He paused.

“… …Oh heck, why don't you just call me Peter. I'm Jack's boss. Well, not anymore, I suppose. It’s complicated.”

He'd never liked giving introductions. They always felt unnatural, like PR speak. Yet this time there was an odd satisfaction mixed in with the forced discomfort. (My, how confusing.)

The girl of course was unmoved by any of this.

“And what about you? What is your name again?” He was not convinced any child—even a purple one—could possibly have that name they claimed she had.

She wasn't seeming inclined to answer, so he continued on her behalf:

“If I remember right, wasn't it—”

“You’re talking,” he thought he heard her mutter.

“...Come again?”

“I can't— …hear what you’re…”

“What?...”

Oh.

Oh, well that would explain a lot. …Yeah, looking back at all their odd interactions, it was obvious there was a communication barrier.

Well, it was a good thing he came programmed for just this kind of situation.

Is this better? Do you understand? he signed.

Her eyes lit up in recognition. Good, a breakthrough! Because she responded by pointing her hand to her own chest—

I…

She held her pointed finger in that position as she took a moment to think. And after drawing an apparent blank for a good while, she finally then pointed it to her temple and shook her head.

…don’t know.

‘She doesn’t know’? Doesn’t know what? ASL? She clearly at least knew enough to sign that… but maybe she never got far with learning it? Where did she even learn it in the first place, then, Dave? Somehow that was impossible to believe.

Alright. They could still work through this. He was given a desk, wasn't he? (That was practically his natural habitat.)

“...Here—” He got up and walked over to it to rummage through its drawers. The girl had followed behind curiously.

There: a pen and paper. He started at the top of the page.

Can you read and write?

And then he handed off the paper to her. After she read it, she nodded up at him with evident understanding, so Peter handed her his pen as well. And he was further relieved to see she immediately leaned toward the desktop and set to writing something herself in response. And then she stepped back to let him read.

Yes

Oh good!

And then he took his turn again to properly introduce himself to the girl.

Hello, I am Jack's boss at work. I'm just staying the night.

Although she watched him write the whole message in real time, he lifted his arm upon finishing to let her properly read it for herself and have her turn again. But before that he decided on a whim to also add:

You can call me Peter

The ‘Peter’ felt so uniquely comfortable to write as it came out somewhat messy and cursive, and he almost instinctively continued to a capital K without thinking.

How haunting. Satisfying? Uncanny. Great, more feelings to sort out later.

But he set the pen down to show he was truly done writing, and the girl quickly picked it up right after to start writing, slowly, seemingly with utmost care to get it right.

I thought your name was Pruny.

…

that too

…odd.

Which do you like more?

…

I like both

…

Nice to meet you.

He followed up his words with an extended hand toward her. Maybe it was a bit formal, but, well, kids usually like feeling important, right? And in line with his intuition, she was indeed pleased to shake his hand with some gusto.

It seemed that the proper introductions got them off to a good start then! And in that moment, his peripheral attention piqued again by the elephant in the corner of the room.

Say, can you keep a secret?

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“Dammit!”

She tried to escape the front entrance with all of her will. She gave it her all, even. But to her severe frustration her AI simply wouldn't let her muster the actual strength to push the doors open.

She simply couldn't leave. She couldn’t even chase after either of her brothers.

It honestly made her want to cry in fury.

But the heat of her emotional efforts ran cold with a chill as a pair of paranormal eyes bore into her back. She didn't need to see them, she could feel them, and when she turned around, a small shadow sat before her at a modest distance, wagging its little curled tail.

A Shadow Doggo.

“GR BRX QHHG KHOS?”

“What…?”

It got up on its four legs and approached her before sitting down again. It looked up at her, and a much more human voice rang out this time.

“I can help you if you’ll have me.”

“I'm sorry?”

“You'll need my help, and I will need yours in return. I’ll be upfront about that. Unless you’d rather decline and stay behind in this doomed building of course. That's your call to make.”

“Stop, stop, slow down! Just— What are you even proposing? Why do you want to help me escape, what's your ulterior motive?”

“To stop ‘Jack Kennedy’ from repeating his mistakes and ruining another innocent life. As I assume is also your goal, is it not?”

She didn't answer. Maybe she was biased against the shadowy negative essence this spirit gave off, but everything about this seemed dangerous to trust too easily.

“...Alright, tell me, what do you have against Jack then? Because with complete honesty, your dark purpleness and weird distorted voice give off ‘evil’ vibes, and I don't exactly work alongside ‘evil’, so I need to know your intentions.”

“Hm. Fair enough. …It's been a good while, but I think I should still have it in me to show you exactly why you can trust in me. Who knows, this might even be refreshing.”

“I don't know what you're talking about, but whatever, shoot.”

In just a few moments though, her skeptical nonchalance gave way to a very conflicted confusion. Or perhaps more accurately, startling disbelief at the far more familiar figure standing now before her.

“Haven't you ever questioned why Jack is soulless? Why he acts like he’s completely forgotten what matters to him?”

Dee was still speechless at who she was seeing properly for the first time in years. Seeing him the way she remembered him, though now a literal shadow of his former self.

“...but…why?”

“Don't question why I exist; I've naturally been here the whole time like any other soul would. Really, you should be questioning why he exists.”

She fell silent. She couldn't believe this.

“It's good to see you again, sis.”

She would have been happy. She would have been ecstatic, and maybe she was.

“Where have you been!?” she spat with an unintended harshness that made her brother's shy smile fall.

Unfortunately her relief was poisoned with just as much hurt.

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What a convenient turn of events this turned out to be! Violet had come in here in the first place with the intention of finally getting to snoop through those boxes like she promised herself, but then she found that strange man on the floor.

It admittedly freaked her out at first, before she recognized him as the phone head from Jack's work. But now that they've properly met, it turns out he also had the same mischievous goal as her! And most importantly, he could open the sealed boxes for her!

And so here they both were, each of them rummaging through their own box. Peter's just had a bunch of photos while hers had things like random toys and stuffed animals and play jewelry and drawings and—!

Oh, that drawing has some people on it! Let's see… three people, two taller guys, one of which had brown scribbled hair, and in the middle a small girl in a pink triangular dress with red scribbled hair and what maybe looked like a red scarf scribbled on her neck? It was a cute picture, but Violet was sure she could draw much better than whoever drew this.

Actually, who did draw this, Jack? No, it was probably the little girl in the picture. But why was something like this in Jack’s boxes anyway? Did someone draw it for him? It didn't seem too likely because he obviously wasn't in the picture or there'd be much more orange crayon used. Honestly though, why was any of this girly kid stuff in his box? She didn't know much about him yet, but even then it didn't seem like Jack's style.

She glanced at the Phone Guy beside her. He was staring intently at whatever photo it was he was holding tightly in both hands in front of him. So naturally that sparked her curiosity.

She got up to walk over and see what he was looking at. (Peter didn’t seem to react much to her presence.)

Hmm… A wedding photo from the looks of it. Two white brunettes, one a man and one a woman, both in a tuxedo and white dress respectively. They were standing next to each other at what looked like the altar of some church. Whoever they were, they looked very happy!

…Oh! Maybe that guy was the brown haired guy in the drawing? Now she simply had to look at more pictures for herself and puzzle this out!

And the first one she grabbed for herself was another photo with the same two wedding people, standing at the same altar with smiles plastered on their faces. But this time there were two other people standing at their sides also dressed up and smiling.

Bingo. The girl and the other guy, it had to be! She grabbed the drawing and held both images up to compare.

But then the photo was rudely grabbed out of her left hand by Peter, and she protested with a growl. Peter apologetically acquiesced by putting the photo flat on the carpeted floor for them both to see. She followed suit and placed the drawing flat as well.

Frankly, now it was more interesting to watch how this guy kept looking back and forth between the two images with such strange intensity that she could feel it, even from such an expressionless phone face.

She left him to his pictures and instead reached for their communication paper and asked:

do you know them?

She then shoved it in the man's face for him to read, evidently popping him out of his trance as he scrambled to grab it away from his face. And then he quickly jotted down:

Yes

Awesome! (She didn’t care to question why right now.)

who are they

...

Family

Now that was an interesting answer. She didn't know someone like him would have such a normal looking family. But also, why are his family photos here with Jack? Did Jack steal them or something?

are you in any of them

He seemed to stop to think about it.

…And then he picked up the first wedding photo and pointed to the man. The brunette one.

…Huh? What, that was him? How does that work? ...No, what if he just doesn't even realize his head's a phone and thinks that he's a real—!

He must have read her mind as he suddenly started writing more… She was envious of how fast he could write, and so neatly too. (Maybe she should practice more again.)

I think that was me before my phone head.

…What.

So, what, he wasn't always a phone head guy? How does that work—!?

It’s a long story. he rushed to add.

Aw, but that only gave her more curious questions about… everything!

…She just decided to ask more about the photos instead before she forgot her original questions.

who is everyone else

Another thoughtful hesitation before Peter finally started to write.

I don't remember well but

He then reached for the second wedding photo again.

He pointed at the wedding woman. He then confidently wrote.

My wife Caroline.

And next he pointed to the younger man with the big tooth gap in his smile.

That must be Jack.

Jack? What, like orange Jack who lives here!? Was he not always orange then? She tested the possibility in her head when she saw Peter write more.

I think he's my brother.

What does he mean ‘think’!? Jack? And Phone Guy? Is that even possible? Or maybe they weren’t blood related? It'd be hypocritical for her to judge adopted brothers after all. Well either way, that would explain why Jack has Peter's family photos. But wasn't Peter his boss though? Now she was just confused. But also very intrigued.

That must make this girl my little sister Dee.

It was so weird how uncertain he seemed about these photos and the people in them. But if that were true, she must have been the owner of most of that stuff in that box.

She must have outgrown all her old stuff, and now Violet wondered how old she must be now.

At the mercy of her ravenous curiosity, she grabbed some more photos, and then discarded them quickly to grab for new ones, scanning each to see if she could recognize this supposed Jack in any of them, or figure out how old this Dee was, or figure out this Peter guy, or at least get some sort of a grasp on what the heck was going on with their family.

She noticed Peter picking up some of the discarded photos behind her, but she didn’t feel like paying him any mind, not when there were some even older pictures mixed in here! And some other people she didn’t know! Oh! Of course, Peter should know them!

She got his attention and held up an older picture of a redheaded man holding a baby on a couch, pointing her finger at the baby.

Peter leaned in to scrutinize. …And then he shook his head with a shrug.

Darn. She pointed to the man instead, but Peter just shrugged at him too. Does he really not even know his own family? Or maybe they weren’t all pictures of his family? Who else would they be then?

And as if he read her mind, Peter took their communication page again and wrote:

My memories are still fuzzy, sorry.

…

you don’t remember your family?

…

Peter hesitated at first at what to write.

…

I only started to remember them yesterday.

That…what was she supposed to make of that? Did he have anamnesis or whatever it was called? Why? What about Jack then, what’s going on with him—

Sorry I need to take a break from this. It’s very late

“No!” she blurted out in protest before he could finish writing.

…Crap, she hoped she didn’t shout too loudly at 3 am. She quickly withdrew herself with a blush of shy apology.

Peter stared at her, expression unknown. Probably shocked by her loud outburst after how silent they must have been all night, and he was probably upset with her that she just yelled at him for wanting to sleep.

This is why she always—she should just curl up and—

Peter started writing on their sheet again.

Jack won’t want me sleeping in late.

She huffed and grabbed the sheet and pen from his hands, rude display be damned. She tried her best to have her penmanship keep up with her thoughts.

will you come back?

to tell more? she added before submitting it to Peter for review.

When he grabbed it to read…

Argh, it was frustrating that she couldn’t tell by his face what he was feeling, he just stayed there reading it probably over and over or thinking about how to answer.

After a short eternity he finally started to write again.

Let’s put the boxes back how we found them. I’ll leave them open for you to snoop in another time.

…

Infuriatingly disappointing.

True to his word, Peter got up and moved to start gathering strewn-about photos back into their box, not letting Violet have an opportunity to write back.

Tch. Fine. She’d “help”.

…But not without stealing some pictures for herself. After all, her new pajamas had pockets!

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demonskiss · 1 year

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Darling who loves to annoy and tease them. I wish for the must insufferable darling

annoyance!

cw: violence (to reader), implied blowjob, restraints, stalking, noncon touching

written by a minor, dni if uncomfortable

emory who cannot stand you whatsoever, who’s unable to control their piling rage when you interact with them. don’t you know your life is in their hands? they could maim you and you would carry on with those nauseating words. their last straw is when you interrupt them in the middle of their livestream, knocking you out with a metal pipe and carrying on with their content, playing your appearance off as an escaped patient. when you wake up later on, you’re strapped down to a bloody metal table, with a furious emory hovering above you. they don’t say much, except they start unzipping their blood stained dress pants, and snarls. “your loud mouth has caused enough trouble for me, i have a better use for that mouth of yours.”

blythe who genuinely doesn’t care! in fact, it may fuel his obsession even more, you love him so much to where you have him in his thoughts all the time? just to get under his skin? they’re so insanely flattered, twirling their hair and kicking their feet every time your smug expression appears on your face. oh, you’ve think you’ve won? you’re just so cute! they can’t get enough of you, you’re simply just a delight! his friends may be insanely sick of you and discourage them from hanging out with you further, but why would they do that? you’re just so adorable after all! <3

violetta who makes sure that you don’t get too out of hand! she doesn’t mind teasing comments made about her, you’re her dearest friend after all! but if you start tampering with her artwork, things will get ugly for you. in all, violetta tails you around like a lost puppy, and if you think you can take her spot as an annoyance you’re severely incorrect! she’ll unintentionally one-ups you, following you to class when she’s supposed to be in her own, sitting on the other side of the room just to sketch you in her notebook. she’ll follow you outside of school as well to take pictures of you when you’re not looking, you’re not safe. you’ll never be safe from her gaze. she’s much worse than you’re led to believe.

ambrose has all the time in the world for your silly comments about him! he’s accepted his death a long time ago, using it for his own benefit, so comments about his ghostly form won’t work, because he’ll simply laugh it off. everything is new to him when it comes to you, and he too will take it as reciprocated feelings. you love him to where you’re comfortable with making jokes around him? oh, this delusional ghost is head over heels for you, taking advantage of the entire situation. your shower? interrupted by him running his hands down your body, you’ll never get a warm shower again. reading a book? he’ll paw at your thighs, desperate to have you all to himself. you’ll never be alone again, even if your words scathe him sometimes.

shoutout to my homie mike for giving me inspiration for emory’s section! by that i mean i will dedicate an entire side character to you one of these days, you can finally become canon. this goes out to all the insufferable fucks out there muah muah <3

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ramp-it-up · 3 years

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Fresh Squeeze, Pt. 6

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x OFC Linden Marshall

Set in 2023, post-pandemic

Warnings: Cursing, Wild Thoughts™️, Angst, Yearning, 18+, Walmart shopping, Anime discussion, Anthony Ramos. Lots of Plot

Word Count: 2.8 K

Plot: Linden Marshall just finished law school at Columbia University in NYC. Daveed Diggs is still creating magic with his platonic life partner Rafael Casal in the form of their Blindspotting musical, Bay Boys. Linden’s boyfriend WAS Mark Monaco, star of the superhero movie series Invincible. They were together for years, and her trauma and his addictions were toxic. She knows now that wasn’t love.

A/N: Keep in mind that this the same AU as Arrivals, with Holly Woods, but is BEFORE Rafa and Holly get together.

Read the previous chapter.

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Isabela, Puerto Rico, May 2023

“We are about 30 minutes from our destination. Please stay seated with your seatbelts fastened. The pilot will let you know when it is safe to do otherwise. Enjoy the rest of the flight.”

The flight attendant’s announcement woke up Daveed. He felt warm and happy. And he had you in his arms.

Daveed moved his head down into your curls, and kissed the top of your head., checking to see if anyone was watching. Everyone was knocked the fuck out.

You had fallen asleep on his shoulder about 45 minutes into the flight after passing around champagne bottles. You were so cute, but he could tell that your neck was gonna be wrecked when you awoke.

Daveed had carefully maneuvered you so that he could pull up the armrest without waking you. You were dead to the world, so you waking up wasn’t a problem.

Then, he pulled you to his chest, situating the blanket around you two and leaning back. If he wanted anything from you right now, at the top of the list would be to be able to hold you like this and to show love.

He questioned that word in his mind. Love, really? He did love you, even if it was only as a good friend. But could it be more? Were you ready for that? Was he?

Daveed looked around to see Craig watching him and giving a thumbs up. No one else noticed, Rafa was on his laptop and he could have sworn that Anthony and Jasmine were doing something nasty under their blanket behind you.

He settled back into this feeling of being with you and fell asleep too, happy and content.

You woke up to a strange rhythm under your ear. It was a blue covered heartbeat, you recognized as you opened one eye, and it was insistent and hard, yet warm and safe. You shifted, held Daveed’s torso tighter and tried to drift back off. His arms tightened around you in response.

Then your eyes popped open.

“Oh shit!” You realized what was going on. You sat up slowly and squinted at Daveed’s smile and his damn low sexy voice.

“Hey sleepyhead.”

“Hey.”

You blushed and wiped your mouth.

“Shit, I’m sorry…” you wiped at his onesie. “I think I drooled all over your…”

You didn’t finish the sentence when you glanced at Daveed and caught his eye.

What you said that night came back to both of you. D’s eyes darkened and he licked his lips. For a minute, you were trapped by the static energy of your attraction. Daveed could do a lot with those lips right now if you’d let him.

But of course you fought it.

You took a deep breath and sat up, separating from Daveed more fully. You had to get it together. You reached for your phone and checked your face, making sure you weren’t too crusty.

“Practically perfect in every way.” Daveed was watching you.

“That’s your first mistake.” You clicked your camera off. “ Anything that’s perfect isn’t real. Or alive.” You had learned a lot in therapy.

“Truth.” Daveed looked at you appraisingly. “Such wisdom from a young one.” He leaned close to you. “That’s why I said, ‘practically.’” He was staring at your lips, not wanting to give up on meeting them again.

“I’m not a ‘young one.’ I’m thirty in two days.”

You lifted your chin as a child would do, Daveed noted. It was appropriate, because you were being stubborn as fuck right now.

He chuckled and stayed close, not letting you off the hook.

“And I’m 40. I could be your…”

The timbre of his voice was causing your pussy to vibrate. Holy fuck.

“...Daddy,” you said, huskily.

You opened your mouth to breathe, as Daveed grunted quietly in his throat. God, you wanted to fuck him. You remembered that you knew how big he was. Your eyes widened and you watched his mouth.

Daveed would teach you about Daddy. He wanted to rail you until your pussy curved to his dick. Got damn.

Daveed wanted you and you wanted him. It was crystal clear. He began to reach for you under the blanket when the flight attendant’s voice intruded on your vibe.

“We are beginning our descent into Rafael Hernández Airport, please stay seated with your seatbelts fastened and bring your tray tables and seats to an upright and locked position. The temperature is 75 degrees and the current time is 12:47 am. We should be at our gate shortly. Thank you.”

That’s it. The moment was gone. You reached for your water bottle and took a drink to cool down. You were grateful.

Daveed was frustrated, as he sat back, brought his seat up, but held the blanket on his lap for a little while longer. It wasn’t fair, he almost had you. He closed his eyes. Now he felt like a child.

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The crew finally arrived in town around 2 am, after the two hour flight and renting a couple of cars to get to Isabela, a village on the seaside.

Loud music was playing to avoid falling asleep, Rafael driving one car and Ant the other.

Arriving in town, the two cars headed straight to the Walmart to get some food and things. It was almost 2 am, but everyone was re-energized and playing around, glad to be free for the time being on the island.

Daveed had to concentrate to read the titles in the video section. His mind kept going back to the moment on the airplane. But he vowed not to chase you up and down this island. He didn’t want to crowd you. It had to be your decision.

You had to come to him. And the thought of you made him want to cum. He’d have you to think about in the shower tonight, or today, whatever.

He needed to stop thinking about it.

Daveed was looking for Black Dynamite to watch in the condo in case it rained. He knew better than to think that Walmart had it, but he tried anyway.

He did see Afro Samurai tho… He picked it up as Rafa approached him with a toy xylophone and a big grin.

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Puerto Rico did something to all of you. It was like some weird no inhibitions pollen or something. When you stepped off the plane you decided to not overthink shit. You were just going to respond naturally, fuck the consequences.

This was your weekend, after all.

You walked into the entertainment section and heard some vaguely familiar music. As you got closer, you realized what it was.

Daveed was in the book section rapping “Rubber Duckie” as Rafa played a toy xylophone.

I got my rubber duckie

I'm in the tub with bubblies

He isn't very fuzzy

I know my duckie loves me

Call up my homie Ernie,

You know the orange one, ya heard me

D was going in, being silly and laughing with his bestie. He was fucking adorable. You grinned at them and turned down the dvd aisle.

“I can’t believe they don’t have Cowboy Bebop.”

You shook your head as Daveed and Rafa walked up and flanked you at the display, a shopping cart by Daveed’s side.

“It’s a classic. Children will be referencing the War on Titan and it's after effects a hundred years from now."

Rafa just nodded and stroked his chin, having enough sense to be quiet.

“Wait, Attack on Titan is right here Lindy…” Daveed reached for a dvd and held it up in front of you.

Rafa shook his head and covered it with his hand.

"Spike Spiegel wasn't in Attack on Titan. That's an entirely different anime series, my dude."

The sardonic wit in your voice. Daveed just nodded, face on the floor, and put the blu ray down.

You squinted at what D had in his hand.

"Afro Samurai is 20 years old as well. You know that and not Cowboy Bebop? You put shame on your house. Old Man.”

You gave him a sexy grin and sauntered away shaking your head.

Rafa had been watching the scene, head on a swivel. All he had to say after you left was, “Boom. Roasted.”

Daveed just chuckled, surprised and exhilarated at the same time. It seemed that you were up to letting loose a little bit.

He looked at Rafa who just watched Daveed falling. He couldn’t catch him this time.

"Man. Tonight looks like the beginning of an EPIC weekend,” Rafa said as he pushed some more dvds into Daveed’s cart.

Then he pulled a pack of Magnum XLs off the shelf that he had been hiding under his arm from you.

Daveed looked at him. Rafa stared back.

“What? All these beautiful women on this island. I’m not gonna be unprepared or take any chances.”

Daveed shook his head, grimaced and looked around to see where you went, but you were nowhere to be found.

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You were busy eating some Hot Cheetos that you’d grabbed on the chip aisle and were turning down the candy aisle when you saw Grumpy Care Bear standing there with a basket full of food, dvds and shit, looking at some sour patch kids.

"Oh hell," you said as you turned right back around.

"Ay, yo. Lindy. You can get your candy. I'm not going to assault you with my inferior anime knowledge."

He laughed that sexy laugh and held up his hands. He sort of regretted calling you back because you walking away...Damn. Even in the Pikachu onesie.

Daveed continued to hold up his hands to show he didn't intend any harm, a smile on the lips that were your weakness earlier. Fuck me, you thought.

You smiled back at him and went for the Jelly Bellys. You crunched loudly on your Cheetos as you clocked him out on the low. You felt bad. A little.

"Look, I'm sorry about that in the dvds. I'm just passionate about what I like."

Daveed wondered if you liked him. Like liked him liked him. He allowed himself to go there.

You sucked the Cheeto dust off your fingers and it was making D feel some kinda way as he watched your fingers go in and out of your mouth. His eyes began to slide down your body.

He needed to stop. Daveed cleared his throat and looked at your face.

"No problem. I get it. It's all good."

Diggs unconsciously licked his lips and grinned, causing you to stare for a second at his casual hotness. This couldn't continue. You frowned.

Daveed sensed the change in mood, grabbed his Sour Patch kids and backed away.

“I’ll leave you to it.”

That was a close call you thought as you felt some weird pang of disappointment at him leaving. But it was what it was.

Soon enough, you all left the store. Rafa stole some of your Jelly Belly’s. You just handed over the pack to him and pulled out some more. You were prepared.

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When the crew finally got to the house, you dropped your bags and ran to the beach, celebrating four days of freedom from work, acting, fame, fortune, and expectations.

After a few minutes of staring at the waves, y’all made your way back up to the house.

When you walked in before Jazzy turned the lights on, you recognized a large dark expanse which seemed to be the back wall. As your eyes got adjusted, you noticed the white rolls of the waves on the shore.

The back wall was floor to ceiling glass. When the lights came up, it turned into a mirror and 6 characters in onesies stared back at you.

You were at the back of an open concept space with a huge u-shaped sectional sofa and a beautiful, big kitchen with a bar.

Daaaammmmmmnnn! This place is gorgeous! Craig’s mouth was hanging open. You reached over and closed it.

“Welcome to our home away from home!” Anthony was bleary eyed and smiling wide.

He pointed to the right of the house.

“Me and Jazzy’s room is over there,” he then pointed to the right of the house.

“The birthday girl’s room is opposite over there, a mirror of the master,” then he pointed to the back of the house behind you and to the right, “and the other four bedrooms are here.”

Ant started pulling their luggage toward their room, talking over his shoulder.

“Everybody gets their own room, even me, when I fuck up.”

All of you cracked up laughing whole Jasmine nodded her head.

It was almost 4 am, so you all were tired. You gladly pulled your suitcase to your room, feeling grateful and warm for being the guest of honor of your friends. Your room was the bomb.

You walked into a spacious room with bamboo wood floors,and exposed wooden beam ceilings and several floor to ceiling windows. There was a huge fluffy white rug under a comfortable king sized bed in the middle of the room.

Two uniquely designed bamboo lounge chairs and white pillow ottomans faced a window where you could look through and see the pool and beach.

It was a luxury get away and right now, all you wanted was a shower and the bed.

You put your suitcase on the floor and got down and opened it. You shook your head at what you saw.

“HOLY FUCK GOT DAMN SHIT!!!!”

Daveed, Craig and Jasmine came running at your screams. Rafa and Ant were behind.

“What happened.”

You were embarrassed. But so irritated.

“Craig. You got the wrong suitcase. This is Mark’s shit that he never came to get. None of my clothes are here. I have nothing to wear.” You felt like crying.

“I’m sorry Lindy, you said that your summer clothes and bathing suits were in the rolling soft Louis bag…”

I mean the large one. This is the medium one. It’s okay, Craig.

“You have nothing to wear hunh?”

Daveed was smirking at you and you ignored it, crossing your arms and tapping your foot.

“But it’s perfect!” You looked at Jasmine and her chipper British accent.

“We can go shopping for your birthday tomorrow. Treat yourself!”

You couldn’t help but smile at Jazzy’s happiness. She was right. Rafa and Ant went away and left y’all to that talk. Daveed was glued to his spot.

“OOooooh. Good Idea.” Craig was in.

“Ok.I’m tired as fuck. I just wanna shower and sleep now. I’ll not need anything tonight.

Daveed couldn’t get the image of you in the shower and naked in bed out of his head now. He cleared his throat.

“I can give you something to wear shopping tomorrow, Lindy.”

His voice was soft. You smiled at him and he was a goner.

“Man, you are like three times bigger than she is?” Jasmine didn’t understand.

“Hold up. Are you willing to sacrifice, D? Can we cut up one of your t-shirts and jeans?”

Daveed felt pain. The only t-shirts he had were Oaklandish.

“Let’s compromise. You can cut my jeans all you want, but not the shirt.”

Craig smiled wide. “Deal, if you throw in a belt.”

“Damn, Diggs…” was all that Jasmine said, smiling and shaking her head.

“Thank you Daveed. I appreciate it.” You were blown away.

Daveed played it off. “No problem…” And then he just turned around and walked out of your room.

“Girlllllllll!!!!” Craig and Jasmine squealed at you and it took you a minute to get them out of your room.

You walked into the en suite bathroom and marveled at its beauty. It was large, with a huge tub and a walk in glass encased shower with an overhead waterfall shower head.

You turned on the shower to get it hot, stripped off your onesie and your underwear, wrapped yourself in a towel and went back into the bedroom.

You stopped short, because there was Daveed standing in your room, clothes in hand.

He had immediately gone to find his least favorite jeans and the Oakland shirt that would suit you the best. He decided that you would look beautiful in blue.

You just in a towel was a sight to behold. He was sure that underneath that towel was paradise.

You stared at each other for a minute, Your eyes were glued to his.

“Th-thank you again Daveed.” He couldn’t discern if your hesitant, sexy voice was for him or from embarrassment.

“Sorry, I…. didn’t think you’d be… sorry.” He put his hands up and backed out of the room.

“Daveed.” You called, softly. “Stop.”

You approached him with a smile on your face. Daveed’s eyes were wide, not knowing what was going to happen.

“Thank you. I mean it.”

You stood on your tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek, your lips lingering. Daveed closed his eyes and fought the urge to grab you and hold you close to him.

“You’re welcome.” His smile wrinkled his eyes as he smiled down at you.

“Goodnight, Linden. Have sweet dreams for me.”

You just stared at him as he turned and left the room.

Daveed was just outside your door when he heard your reply.

“Yes, Sir.”

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transsexualhamlet · 3 years

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sherlock holmes reactions part 4 (?) ive lost count already but unsurprisingly ive grown even more attached to him

using this as the cover image because i made him a playlist. cause im awful

no legit this is gonna need a read more because it's SO LONG SHIHEWIESHEFSHIEWHF

Had three mental breakdowns this week and realized i do in fact kin sherlock motherfucking holmes. this does not bode well for anything in my life mentally I've diagnosed him with so many things

Oh boy lol you want the list I think hes autistic (undisputed honestly) plus also adhd but on top of that there's the manic depression and uhhh the bpd lmao I dont even think that's it those are just. the obvious ones

But yeah man's a fucking mess and a shit person but in the same way as me so 👍

Some highlights I thought were very funny:

watson: we are in fact going to be waltzing into a place where people are Shooting People you do not have your gun. this is a problem

sherlock: don't worry watson I have my trusty stick!

watson: visible pain

This clearly happens like every day or so with them

but yeah there were some really honestly sweet scenes with them at the apartment and why am i getting soft over the crusty man being gay

have you considered tho. have you considered them

have you considered sherlock, who usually only plays absolute garbage on his violin serenading watson to sleep when he was tired and in pain and watson being so fucking in love with the man and waxing poetic about falling asleep to his music and waking up to see him fallen asleep on the couch next to him and oh my god them

They're just really sweet together for such a completely dysfunctional couple so much of the time lol I just. Sherlock being like.

Sherlock half of the time: watson you're fucking stupid. no i won't take care of my personal needs stfu. watson get a goddamn life. watson shut up. watson no one cares about your goddamn opinion. no i need to disturb you in the middle of the night it's for science. hey watson mind if i manipulate mansplain malewife

Sherlock the other half of the time: HELLO SIR YOU ARE MY FAVORITE MAN TO EVER MAN HELLO MAY I SPEND THE REST OF MY DAYS WITH YOU HELLO I WILL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU WE ARE PERFECT MATCHES I LOVE YOU AND I NEED YOU YOURE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ME PLEASE MARRY ME

They're... they certainly are.

ALSO OH MY GOD.

THIS ONE TIME WHEN SHERLOCK WAS JUST PACING AROUND THE ROOM AT 3 AM GOING "IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE >:(((" AND HUDSON LIKE BARGED IN TO COMPLAIN AND THEN WATSON WAS LIKE DUDE YOU GOTTA STOP DOING THIS AND PROCEEDS TO SAY THE LINE "YOU ARE KNOCKING YOURSELF UP, OLD MAN"

BAHGHSFHGRHEWHEWHIFEW

BRB SOBBING

CALLING HIM AN OLD MAN???? KNOCKING HIMSELF UP?? I DONT KNOW WHATS FUNNIER

The main highlight of this part was I have now gotten to see him have a great time watching his homo homie get married

Its so fucking funny.......

I was prepared for a funny reaction by yuumori sherlock's face when he said it lol but. Damn i was really not prepared tbh

watson: I'm engaged!

sherlock: *pained groaning*

watson: do you... not like her?

sherlock: no she's fine she's great you'll be wonderful together bUT I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE ARE HETEROSEXUAL WATSON DO I HAVE TO MARRY MYSELF THEN WATSON? ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE ME MARRY MYSELF.

watson: yeah... yeah... fair, I feel really bad because you did this whole case and I got a girlfriend out of it and all you got was me leaving you alone fuck man im sorry what are you gonna do without me

sherlock, highly sarcastic: dont worry watson I've always got my handy cocaine! *pulls it out and gets high in front of watson just as he's about to leave*

watson: *in fucking agony*

sherlock: good for you!

I DONT EVEN- THIS SCENE KILLED ME MULTIPLE TIMES OVER WHAT

ITS SO GODDAMN NONCHELANT ABOUT IT SHERLOCK IS JUST LIKE YEAH I WILL IN FACT NOT BE MENTALLY HEALTHY IF YOU ARE NOT WITH ME 24/7 BUT WHATEVER YOU DO YOU /S

I'd like to apologize to watson on sherlock's behalf lmao. man is being a bit too codependent on main

The last thing about sign of four I do need to address is yeah, there's the Horrific Amounts Of Racism in that one and the whiplash hearing it is just ridiculous because they seem to be so knowledgeable in all other areas and fairly... politically correct, taking sherlock's original misogyny as a purposeful character flaw, but then they just mention someone indigenous once and suddenly its all parrotting racist propaganda and just... really awful shit. There's no way I'm gonna speak for the group that just got absolutely hate crimed here but anyone can tell the author just has no clue what he's fucking talking about and it's physically painful.

And I don't know, it's just so bad it seems out of character? Doyle's making these motherfuckers say shit that honestly, Sherlock would know better about. And especially Watson. Come on, you cannot tell me watson is mentally capable of being prejudiced against someone. Please do not make him that way.

I'm not sure how to handle it specifically, or what's the proper way I should handle something like that in a media I otherwise like. Is it ok to say Doyle was clearly a piece of shit on the matter and separate those characters from his bias or is that insensitive?

I don't know, I was Not a fan of it and I'm glad to see they've at least finally shut up about the guy

But anyway yeah, uhhhh onto the short stories because I'm trying to read those before I get to the final problem

Scandal in Bohemia was a fucking ride, first of all, before we even get to Sherlock's girlboss arc we have to discuss how gay the whole situation was and how Doyle's attempt at making them less gay failed spectacularly

Like he's all "ah yes I need to marry off watson and uhhh make sherlock ummmm interact with a woman so they dont look gay" but he does it SO BADLY that it makes them look EVEN GAYER

cause i mean, even the conversation they had about watson getting married back in sign of four was gay af, but how Doyle handled things afterward was in no way straighter.

Cause you know, the man kind of wrote himself into a corner with the fact of Watson narrating these stories. So Watson has to be around to witness them, and to witness Sherlock's own thought process rather privately, so he has to be around sherlock at night, a lot. But trying to come up with a reason for that happening just... it didn't occur to Doyle. He just went. Ah yes this makes sense. And it's Watson just like Sleeping Over At Sherlock's like every other goddamn day and every time his wife leaves town and having them basically still live that cute domestic home life but they have absolutely no excuses for doing it anymore. It's quite funny

Like it was gay already the way they interacted when they officially lived together but it was like, a necessity for them. Now it's not, Watson just comes over because he goddamn wants to, and it's hilarious to me.

LIKE IDK I THINK THEY KIND OF BROKE UP FOR A YEAR OR SO BC OF WATSON GETTING MARRIED AND THEY LIKE DONT HAVE CONTACT WITH ONE ANOTHER BUT ONE DAY WATSON JUST INEXPLICABLY HAS THE URGE TO COME VISIT SHERLOCK ON NO NOTICE AND THEN SUDDENLY THEY ARE TOGETHER NEAR 24/7 AGAIN LIKE BARELY ANYTHING CHANGED AHIEHOEWH

SIT DOWN AND TRY TO TELL ME THOSE ARE NOT HOMOSEXUALS

Watson walks in on no fucking notice after a full year and Sherlock is just. In the middle of some experiment obviously but hes like

Sherlock, carrying around unidenfiable chemical mixtures: W A T S O N you look good you look good! i see you've gained seven pounds!!

watson: uh. thanks??? Hey lol *awkwardly waves* Uh um Wanted to Uhm sEe you

Sherlock: ABOUT gODDAMN TIME AND YES WONDERFUL LOOK LOOK SIT DOWN I HAVE THINGS TO INFODUMP ABOUT

watson: :) ok :) *turns to camera* and we were back to the old days

sherlock: makes a deduction

watson: wowwwwwwwwwwww !! so true bestie !!

sherlock: !!!!!!!!! :))) !!!!! :))) uh fuck im supposed to be smooth Its Elementary Lol

watson: *turns to camera* when i stroke his ego like this and compliment him he blushes like a girl like i just complimented his dress so i do it more because he likes it. this is a homie trait

watson: well i should probably get going! my wife will notice that i am gone my dear buddy bro homie!

sherlock: NO DONT LEAVE IM LOST WITHOUT YOU (pretty much a direct quote lol) your. wife doesn't. get back home until monday. I know this because I am smart and definitely have not been stalking you.

watson: alright :)))))

AND THEN HE FUCKING SLEEPS OVER LMAO FUCKING HOMOS

So yeah they're right back where they were before pretty much and there's a case bc of course there is

And honestly I think this short story specifically was so insane mostly just because of how absolutely fast it all went. Yuumori kind of made me believe the original Irene Adler was more of an important character than she really is? And I think that's. Honestly so funny. Motherfucker shows up for ten pages, girlbosses her way around town, and changes sherlock's entire opinion of the female gender while still keeping him gay?

LIKE NO LOL SHES NOT IN ANY WAY A LOVE INTEREST AND WATSON GOES OUT OF HIS WAY TO SPECIFY THE FACT THAT IN NO WORLD WOULD THEY HAVE BEEN ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED BECAUSE. SHERLOCK. DIDN'T DATE WOMEN.

HE WAS JUST??? SO IMPRESSED AND SHELL SHOCKED BY HER EXISTENCE HE DECIDED IT WAS TIME FOR GIRLBOSS APPRECIATION DAY TODAY AND ALL DAYS HENCEFORTH???

AND THEY HAVE LIKE O N E INTERACTION?? God, the power this woman(?) has. Watson looks at her once like. damb shawty 😳 and she's like "no<3" and he's like FUCK

Like yeah it's pretty much just the king walking up like "help girl the whore is blackmailing me" and sherlock being like "ok lol this will be easy" and then it proceeded to not in fact be easy or even possible

sherlock like... posed as a dead body and tried to get her to give up the location of the photo but she out-acted him and skipped the town the next day after doing the 'good night mr. sherlock holmes' thing with sherlock completely tricked

and she just. sends a letter like "dear sherlock holmes. you're a fucking idiot and i think it's funny that you lost. nice job tho mad respect" and sherlock just SHORT CIRCUITS

the king comes back a bit later like "hey Dude where's my Photo" and sherlock's like oh yeah uhhhhhhhhhhh about that and the king is like HOW COULD IT POSSIBLY HAVE BEEN THAT GODDAMN HARD i would have dated someone more noble if she wasn't so pretty i swear im on a whole different level from her

and then. GIRLBOSSIFIED SHERLOCK HOLMES RESPONDS "from what I have seen of the lady, she seems indeed to be on a very different level from your majesty" ABSEHHESHEFHHFES ROASTED

and the dude just LEAVES

After that I read a few more of the short stories and well the highlights I got from that pretty much were these conversations

Watson: sherlock. honey. have you. eaten anything today

Sherlock: IT DIDNT OCCUR TO ME DEAR WATSON

Watson: ITS FIVE PM

and:

Sherlock: *having one of his Moment Moments at three in the goddamn mornig* GRRRR CRIME ISNT WHAT IT USED TO BE

Watson: MY DEAR SHERCOCK WHAT IS CRIME S U P P O S E D TO BE LIKE ACCORDING TO YOU

Sherlock: no one's original anymore fucking copycats

Watson: so you want the criminals to make things harder for you specifically.

Sherlock, exasperated: yes!

I love them your honor.

#rowan's hyperfixation essays #rowan screams into the void #rowan views moriarty #sherlock holmes

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hoe4dameron · 4 years

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Mandalorian x Reader Imagines

Okay so I’m in love with the strong and silent vibes that mando gives off and I’ve gotta let off some steam so here are some imagines about him that may or may not be NSFW and fluffy.

Length: idk homie I don’t got exact numbers but it’s gonna be pretty long it’s almost like a basic fanfic that just divided up into points

Warnings: NSFW, 18+

He saved you from being a slave to one of the bounties that he had and offered to take you someplace safe

You couldn’t think of anywhere that you felt truly at home (you had never had one because you were born into slavery) so you told him that you had no home

He offered you a job on his ship instead and you gladly took it

At first you didn’t understand that you could use the money that he payed you with and that you could own your own things so initially you saved almost all of it

He notices and asks you what you plan to do with your savings, thinking that maybe you’re trying to buy something massive that you don’t need to

“Mmm I’m not sure. Maybe a nice new outfit? Do you think this would be enough?”

“Er-*ahem*-I think you have more than enough y/n”

Mando slowly starts to fall for you and is having a hard time not showing it

You two have a lot of alone time being the only two humans on the ship, besides baby yoda

He gets turned on when you dress in very flowy and showy dresses, you never got to before so you wear them almost all the time now

Sometimes your butt is too much for him

One time, during summer on tattooine he was tracking down a bounty and you and his child were waiting in the ship for him, but it just got too hot in there so you decided to strip down to the bare minimum and walked around in just a tshirt and panties (his shirt)

He got back sooner than you thought he would and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw you, but he wasn’t the only one, his child was also standing in the doorway watching both of you

“Okay I’m gonna need you two to get out”

“You tw-? HEY NO get out of here she’s not for you to stare at-!”

“Mando, you need to take your own advice!”

He has a hard time being around you since that, and you have a hard time being around him

“Hey y/n, sorry if you felt uncomfortable I shouldn’t of-“

“No mando... you’re completely fine. It was my fault. Don’t blame yourself for anything.”

You wanted to tell him that really you loved that he wanted to see you but you had only known him for a couple months

Soon enough he caught the bounty and he was on the hunt for another job. This one was on hoth

So now you were just plain cold

He felt bad that you and the baby were both so cold all the time and insisted that all three of you sleep in the same room to hopefully heat each other up

“Okay fine, I can just sleep on the floor next to your child and-“

“absolutely not. You’re sleeping in a bed.”

“But mando I don’t want to-“

“This is the way”

He pulled that shit on you all the time

You tucked in for the night but both you and his baby must’ve been on the same page because him sleeping on the ground just didn’t feel right. He was the one who did all the work to keep you two safe and happy. He should be in a comfortable bed.

“Pst- mando, come get in bed with me”

“...what?”

“You heard me, come get comfy instead of being on that cold floor.”

He tries to keep his distance from you when he’s laying next to you but you’re doing your best to get closer and closer to him, plus it is warmer when he’s next to you

He eventually succumbs to your efforts and allows you to lay right next to him

As you two are sleeping, you somehow get tangled up together

He wakes up with his arms wrapped around you and you’re laying on his chest

He doesn’t move though

He’s never been this comfortable in all his life, so he’s staying like this as long as you’ll allow it

And you definitely allow it

This continues for the next few nights, but during the day you two have a hard time acting on your feelings still

But you’ve become impatient, you’ve lived all your life without a boyfriend up to this point and you deserve love and comfort dammit

So you make the first move

Baby yoda seems to sense this as decides he wants in on your plan and you know this because he won’t leave you to your own unless you tell him what you’re gonna do with mando

“Listen, I’m just gonna flirt with him a little! I’m not gonna break his heart or steal his money or his ship I promise baby, I promise”

Baby yoda trusts you, so that means mando does too

The next time he returns he has the bounty with him and this one is nasty

“OoooHhoooo mando is that your bitch? She sure is a hot one! ...Hey baby, what’s your pussy like huh? Is it deep? HAHHHAAA”

Mando beats the shit out of him to the point where’s he’s barely holding onto consciousness

“ YOURE LUCKY I DONT KILL YOU” he screams at the bounty “ANOTHER WORD AND I WILL”

Baby yoda and you run up to the cockpit to get away from the situation. You hold him in your arms and kiss his forehead to comfort him while you tell him it will be okay. Neither one of you have seen him this emotionally mad before. Usually he’s very steely with his emotions.

When he’s calmed down, he finds you with little tears in your eyes, but baby yoda is sound asleep in your lap as you continue to stroke his little head

Mando takes him from you and places him in his bed to sleep, then he sits down across from you and suddenly decides to take his helmet off

“Wait-wait if you do that you can’t undo it”

“I know what I’m doing”

He takes it fully off and you can’t believe what you’re seeing. He’s so handsome, but the look in his eyes right now is still reflecting what just happened. He quickly sees how scared you are if that right now and calms himself down even more. He softens his expression to match what he’s feeling right in his heart.

“Y/n, I love you. I have never trusted someone or wanted to be with someone more than you.”

This completely overwhelms you. You know that everything he says is 100% honesty

“I love you to and I will never want anything more than this life with you.”

You move over to his chair and sit in his lap. He moves his arms to hold you where you sit as both of you lock lips

Baby yoda has awoken and he is thrilled by what he sees

*happy baby sounds*

“Go back to sleep” mando says, but you’re laughing and smiling right back at his baby

“He’s your baby, of course he’s glad to see you happy!” You laugh

When baby yoda does fall asleep (and stays asleep) you two decide to try a little more than kissing

“Hey, can I just say, you are so handsome it’s almost a crime that that face was hidden from the world all these years.”

“It’s a crime that you, all of you, was hidden all those years.”

He slowly takes your dress off and starts immediately on your boobs

They’re so nice and he’s never experienced anything like this before so he’s a little nervous, but he’ll figure it out. You guide his hands and mouth to where it feels best.

And ohhhh does he figure it out

After a couple more nights of this, he’s become an expert almost and he can’t seem to keep his hands off

“Mmmm baby you’re getting handsy”

“Sorry, trying to make up for lost time”

He has quite the package, which you aren’t surprised by for some reason.

He likes best when you deepthroat and bounce on him. You do usually do this because it’s not so much work for him after a long day.

One day baby yoda caught you two and mando had to explain that he was - just trying to- erm- help you look for something

Baby yoda just shrugs it off and forgets what he saw as soon as he sees his favorite little knob again

Mando doesn’t want to cum in you, he doesn’t have any condoms and neither do you, but sometimes he can’t help what his body decides to do when

So eventually you do get pregnant

But you don’t start to really notice that somethings up until a couple months in, about three

You catch him alone in the cockpit one day

“Baby I need to talk to you”

“Yes?”

“...I think I’m pregnant”

He’s not sure how to feel, but you don’t blame him, neither are you.

You never thought you’d be a mommy, at least not to your own baby

You both go straight to get you tested and your health checked and it turns out you are pregnant, but it gets even better, it’s twins.

Mando gives a look for the ages and you can’t help but laugh to relieve some nerves

It’s gonna be crazy when the ship goes from having three people on it to five

Mando is rethinking living on the ship with you and baby yoda, and now babies, but how else is he supposed to keep baby yoda safe?

You tell him that you’re okay with living in the ship with the babies as long as you can get all the supplies and space you need

He immediately gets to work on fixing up the ship and making more room and getting more money by selling and taking on more bounties

He doesn’t like leaving you alone anymore and insists that you carry a weapon at all times

Also, the only droids allowed are nurse droids

You’re more than excited to welcome yours and mando’s babies into the world

#the mandalorian #mandalorian x reader #mandalorian x you #mandalorian imagine #mandalorian smut

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slashiest-slasher · 4 years

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the slashers reacting to swapping bodies with their s/o???

yaaayy my first new prompt done since coming back~! ೕ(⁍̴̀◊⁍̴́ฅ) i didn’t do freddy bc he’s been a troublesome muse to reign in but here you go!!

under cut bc i went off with this prompt, and it gets a little spicy, but nothing explicit

Michael Myers

- Waking up to staring at his own face isn’t exactly how he expected to spend his day. In fact, he was planning on going out to kill some people. But when he looks in the mirror, he finds /your/ face staring back at him. Which, like, isn’t ideal.

- You aren’t that much shorter than him, if at all (homie is 5'10’’, /which is a perfectly average height for a man in America, thank you very much/) So it isn’t all to much of an adjustment, but he still demands to wear his own clothes, so you get to watch him, frustrated, having to cuff the sleeves and pantlegs, and wear your boots because it’s your size 9 vs his size 11.

- Michael does put the mask on first and foremost. It’s a psychological and comfort thing, wearing the mask. If he’s wearing a mask, he can be alive, he can kill.

- He gets pretty pouty when you tell him (and God does he hate you using his voice, it’s been 17 years since hes said anything) that no, he’s not going out and killing until they fix this situation. You don’t know what’s up, but the last thing you want is for the police to catch him only to find you.

- Sufficed to say, Michael is not at all happy about anything. You walking around in his body without his mask on? Not a fan. He doesn’t like seeing his own face. You being so weak? He tried pushing you aside when you were body blocking him from going aside and it did /nothing/.

- Not a fan of you picking him up either. It’s the only chance you’ll get, and when he’s being petulant, you abuse that power. He’s just generally angry with everything you do in his body. But nothing tops when you left to go grocery shopping without telling him.

- Loomis had taken it upon himself to get a closer residence to town because of his mysterious disappearance, and all the killings in nearby towns. Which means when you catch sight of him in the grocery store, you have to drop everything and run. You resolve to order pizza and takeout until everything rights itself.

- (And Loomis swears he sees Michael without his mask, which is perplexing and concerning, so he follows the fleeing figure. He is certain that Michael “coma like for 15 years, rarely walking faster than a brisk walk” Myers is sprinting through the parking lot and speeding away in a car. He can’t prove it, but he knows!!)

- Killing people in a different body doesn’t stop Michael. It just gives him a bit of a challenge. He can’t just use outright strength since YOU can’t even pick up a fully grown man on a good day. So when a would be thief breaks in, and his stab to the spine does jack shit, he has to jump on their back to garrote them with a phone wire while they try shaking them off.

- So when you come home, the living room is COMPLETELY wrecked, and Michael is struggling to drag a body away. You just sigh and heave them over your shoulder and bring them to the basement until you can figure out what to do with them.

- Michael is completely off physical affection until he’s back in his own body. Kissing himself is just… it’s a weird thing to do. But he does play with you - himself, whatever, both sexually and non-sexually. He normally doesn’t bother taking a close look at your body, so he takes this as a chance to.

- When you guys are FINALLY back in your own bodies, he immediately takes his mask back, and acts like nothing happened. Except he deigns himself to use his strength against you a lot more often, including picking you up whenever he damn well feels like it.

Jason Voorhees

- Hmmm, when he first wakes up he panics at first. First, he thinks you might have taken his mask off while you were asleep, because he can see just fine out of both eyes, then at the giant figure in bed with you nowhere to be found. I mean, he’s a pretty beefy boy, so if there’s someone bigger than him in bed, and you’re gone, he immediately gets up and panics, reaching for his machete.

- But his hand! It’s tiny! Why is his hand so small now? He completely ignores whoever was in bed to look in the mirror (which he has to use the step stool, like you typically do, to reach), and *gasp*, his face is completely normal! He’s so confused, thinking it’s a dream until he realizes the face in the mirror is /yours/.

- And that figure in the bed? Taking a better look at them, he realizes that it’s him! That’s his mask, the same scars on his body, the same clothes he wears. He wastes no time in waking you up.

- Unlike Michael, his inability to talk is a mixture of speech impediments, thrashed vocal cords from nearly drowning, and an unwillingness to talk. So he talks a little bit in your body, but not much. He’s not really a fan of you trying to speak while in his body either, but communication is so much easier this way.

- He has no problem wearing your clothes at all, but chooses to wear jeans, and a sweater not unlike the one his mother used to wear. He has the urge to wear his mask, but realizes he has nothing to hide (not that he would want to hide your beautiful face anyways).

- Jason begs you to keep his mask on, and to try not to take a peek at his face. Which you completely respect, but that doesn’t stop you from inspecting the rest of his body. He can’t really blame you too much, but he gets flustered and embarrassed when he catches you.

- He, as well, isn’t not used to or a fan of not being as strong as he normally is. He tries to go and chop some firewood, and doesn’t even get the axe halfway through the log, let alone dislodge it. He gets a bit upset about that bit.

- And he really despises finding people in the camp, so when a couple’s car breaks down nearby, he’s fully ready for them to freak out when he comes to kill them. But what he isn’t ready for is them not freaking out at the sight of a large, hulking man carrying a machete until he remembers.

- It’s weird helping people out instead of killing them, but he figures this is what you would do. Not like he could kill them even if he wanted to in this body. They’d overwhelm him the moment he landed a slash with his machete, and no matter how much he wants to kill them, he holds himself back until they’re driving away.

- But when he gets home, he finds you gleefully chopping the fire wood and carrying logs around. He honestly finds it how cute you get at using your newfound strength.

- He also doesn’t complain much when you scoop him up in your arms, because no one has done that since his other would when he was a little boy, so even though it’s his body he’s hugging and hiding his face against.

- Jason is always nervous about being intimate with you. It’s taken a long time before he even let you two share a bed, and has only just gotten around to touching each other’s bodies. And this is no exception, and he wonders how you aren’t scared of someone so big!!!!

- He’ll just stick with kissing and cuddling, thanks.

- Speaking of which, you finally get your first proper kiss, since you can’t exactly see his face when he removes the mask. And even though that’s his own body he’s kissing, he gets addicted to it. Can’t get enough of you completely enveloping him.

- When you finally return to your own bodies, he still isn’t comfortable enough to let you see his face, but he can’t go back to not having kisses, so he will indulge in kissy time, but ONLY if he’s wearing his sack mask rolled up. If he trusts you a bit more, then with the mask off but you blindfolded.

Leatherface

- Baby boy also gets extremely confused when he wakes up with someone much, much bigger than him wrapped around him, but when he looks back it’s him! That’s /his/ sleeping mask. And when he reaches up to touch his own face, he finds nothing but smooth, unmarred skin.

- Home boy immediately jumps to pulling a mask - any mask - over his face. He ends up grabbing his old lady mask, but regardless of which one he grabbed, they’re all huge on your comparatively head.

- His inability to speak, and desire to wear mask, are pure psychological. Without any of his mask, he’s just a blank slate with no personality, and his inability to speak comes from not being taught to speak and developmental delays. So it’s certainly disconcerting when you wake up to Bubba squealing, but in your voice.

- Bubba has no issue wearing your clothes either, but he insists on wearing his apron and mask regardless. He doesn’t really care what you do or don’t wear, but oh boy does it throw Drayton for a loop when you come down the stairs not wearing a mask.

- And it gives him a bigger shock when you speak with Bubba’s voice, as croaky and unused to forming words as it is. He’s used to Bubba being on the emotional extremes of gleeful, angry, and sorrowful, mixed in with his obedience, so your sarcasm and sharp tongue come out of nowhere.

- Until this whole mess is sorted out, Bubba’s stuck on house duty, Nubbin’s doing all the killing and hauling bodies, and you, with your glorious strength, get to pick up the slack with the more physically intensive chores.

- Bubba is downright morose when he struggles to hold his chainsaw, or swing it with any accuracy. But oh boy watching you… it may be his body, but it’s not like he can’t admire how well you use it.

- And if it weren’t for him being in your body, it would have been down right adorable to watch him sprint after a victim size appropriate hammer, squealing.

- Drayton tries to get you to do some killing (“on account of you having the brains and brawn”, but he learned his lesson about trying to push you around like he does Bubba (and you when you’re smaller) when you hanged him on one of the meat hooks by his belt.

- Bubba is absolutely tinkled pink when you pick him up and carry him around. He became a hefty boy when he was fairly young, and after mother and grandma/great-grandma passed away, all that was left was Drayton, Nubbins, and grandpa, and it’s not like any of them were going to pick up a chunky toddler of their own free will.

- Even if they all believed that Bubba was the cutest kid.

- Bubba wraps his arms tightly around your neck and is squealing happily the entire time you have him in your arms. Drayton doesn’t know if he has ever seen Bubba this happy, outside of the time when you finally agreed to go steady with him.

- Intimacy isn’t really an issue for him, though he finally understands why you were so intimidated at first when you two first got intimate. But you know how to use body and he has no complaints. Bby boy likes being submissive and now’s his chance to TRULY be completely under your power.

- When you two find yourselves back in your own bodies, everyone is relieved. Because now Bubba can properly protect everyone (not that you couldn’t in his body, but not being able to do anything made him anxious). If anything, this endeavor only strengthened the bond between you and the Sawyers.

#michael myers #jason voorhees #leatherface #Friday the 13th #texas chainsaw massacre #shape hc #jason hc #cannibal hc

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xtrashmammalstefx · 5 years

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Ocean Eyes (Douglas Booth x Reader SMUT!)

REQUESTED/ INSPIRED BY: @xcazzax

WARNINGS: Smut, cursing, mild trigger warning

You know sometimes it’s a good thing to have a friend who can be goofy to the point where he’s a dumbass; it just means he’s willing to do anything to put a smile on your face.

For me that friend is Kells.

We basically grew up together. He knew me better than anyone else in the world, and honestly, I can’t picture my life without the doofus. We were each other’s first kiss (it was during a game of spin-the-bottle and frankly we didn’t want that moment to happen with anyone else) and first sexual experience (I didn’t trust anyone else with my virginity and thankfully he felt the same).

We are as close as friends can get but nothing more. For us just being in each other's lives is enough. Especially when things get hard.

Unfortunately, while we got to know each other physically and emotionally well we also got to know each other mentally. I helped get Kells through poverty, depression, stress, and drug use while he helped me through depression, and suicidal thoughts. We were fucked up and we bore witness to that too many times to count.

So no matter how hard I tried to downplay my dark thoughts (because I hate worrying him when he has other stuff on his plate) I could never bullshit him.

Hence why I was on the set that fateful day.

I’d had a shit-tastic day a couple days before and that night he called me just as I was about to break down.

“Hey Kells,” I said trying (and failing) to put on a happy voice.

“Uh oh I know that voice,” he said. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I said. You know like a fucking liar. “It’s just been a real long day. I’m exhausted.”

“Uh-huh, and what makes you think I’d buy that bullshit?” Dammit, I groaned internally.

I sighed and finally broke; tears erupting from my eyes. I told him everything. How I caught my boss with his grubby hands in my tip jar and how when I confronted him he said I could always earn my tips back and proceeded to grab me by my ass. I told him how I was close to losing my apartment because the rent is a bitch and a half to pay. I told him how I was tired of everything and just wanted nothing more than to go to sleep and never wake up.

I blubbered and he, like the beautiful man he is, swooped in to save me.

“Okay here’s what’s gonna happen ‘cause I’m fuckin’ tired of this shit,” he began. “You’re gonna come to set tomorrow.”

“I have work genius,” I said.

“Yeah you do baby girl,” he said. “With me. Fuck waitressing, and fuck that piece of shit boss who’s lucky I ain’t there to beat his ass. You’re gonna come here and help me out on set, and when the time comes you’re gonna join me in the studio and on tour. You love music don’t you?”

“More than anything in the world but Kells…”

“No buts baby girl. Oh and Imma take care of your apartment,” he added.

“Honestly Kells you don’t have t⸺.”

“Yeah I fuckin’ do!” he said. “You’re my best friend Y/N, my homie for life. I fuckin’ love you y’ know? It’s not fair that after all the times you’ve taken care of me I haven’t done the same.”

“You’ve done plenty,” I said.

“Nah. Nah baby girl I haven’t. Now let me take care of you before I send Slim, Dub, and Rook down there to kidnap your ass,” he said. “I’m booking you a flight right now and your ass better be on it.”

He booked the flight and made me swear on my momma not to go back to that shitty ass diner again. I swore I wouldn’t and I didn’t. Mostly because I wasn’t lying when I said I was tired of everything.

Two days later I’m making my way to his trailer. I got in the night before and was still pretty jet-lagged but I fucking needed my dude.

I knocked on the trailer door and an older man answered. One I recognized from years of obsessing over eighties rock and hair metal.

“You must be Colson’s girl,” Tommy smiled.

“Y-yeah, well sort of...um…” I said oozing fangirliness. “I’m Y/N.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m Tommy Lee,” he said stepping aside to let me in.

“I know,” I said a little too enthusiastic.

“Man she pretty much has like every record yall ever made,” Kells said from his hair and make-up chair.

“KELLS!”

“What? You do!” he said before he stood up and scooped me up in his arms. “I missed you baby girl.”

“I missed you too,” I said squeezing him back. He then let me go and stood a couple feet away.

“So what do you think?”

“You look…” I gave him a once over. He had on a long dark wig and makeup which made him insanely glam. “Fuckin’ hot!”

“Yeah?”

“Dude you’re me of course you are,” Tommy said.

“I promise you once this movie is released there are going to be a lot more girl wanting your dick,” I added.

Kells laughed. “I’m not so sure about that baby girl. Pretty sure if any of us is getting the honies it’s gonna be Doug.”

“Doug?” I asked.

“He’s playing Nikki,” Kells said.

“And he’s doing a fine job of putting the real man to shame,” Tommy said just as Nikki and a younger man decked out in Motley attire entered the trailer.

“Well fuck you too Tommy,” Nikki said.

“Relax dude you know I love you more,” Tommy said kissing Nikki’s cheek.

“Yeah yeah,” said the dark wild-haired man. “I’m Nikki by the way.”

“I know,” I said again with a little too much enthusiasm. “I’m Y/N.”

“So you’re the one he never shuts up about,” Doug said. “Funny he never mentioned how perfectly stunning you are.”

Those words with that accent were just too fucking powerful.

“Damn Doug that even turned me on,” Kells teased.

“It’s-uh-nice to meet you, Doug,” I said. “Loved you in ‘Worried About the Boy’ by the way.”

“Oh-um-thank you,” he said.

“Yeah baby girl wouldn’t stop drooling over you bro,” Kells said.

“KELLS!” I snapped at him.

“Just helping a homie out,” he said.

“You were pretty stunning as Boy George I’ll give him that,” I said.

“Nowhere near as stunning as you, I’m afraid. Pretty bird,” Doug said staring at me with his insanely hypnotic ocean eyes. No lie I could hear Billie Eilish singing in my head just looking at them.

“Okay, we get it you wanna fuck. You can stop flirting now,” Kells said.

“Shut up,” I snapped at him.

From that moment everything seemed to fall into place.

The movie was filmed over the span of a couple months or so and Kells made damn sure I was there for every moment of it. Smooth talker even convinced the director to put me in as an extra during some of the scenes. I got along well with the rest of the cast and even had to contain the fangirl in me once again when I met Iwan (hey he may have been a massive dick but Ramsay was one dick I would gladly ride all throughout Winterfell). He was sweet about it though and quickly became one of my best friends. The same with Daniel.

As for Doug well...he was a different, more interesting story.

He made it his goal to ensure I always had company. If I were on the sidelines handling Kells’s phone or looking over new song lyrics he came up with Doug (if he could) would come and sit by me. He would talk with me and smile at me making those ocean eyes of his shine to the point where I could hardly look away. If I was in a scene he would sneak a glance at me making me sneakily throw death glares at him so he’d know if he was close to fucking up a scene. We created this balance, this...harmony I guess you can say. Everything felt right when we were together, and I could only hope he could feel it too.

Hell, I even remembered what it was truly like to smile…

“Oh my god just tell him already baby girl,” Kells said one day. We were situated at a hotel and he was due to film the scene where Tommy runs around like a maniac wearing nothing but a leopard printed thong. Which he now wore under an open robe.

“Tell him what Kells?”

“Why you gotta bullshit me, babe? You know you can’t so why bother?”

“Remind me why I’m still friends with you?”

“Because you love me and your beautiful god-daughter too much to ever leave us,” he said. “And because we love you too much to let you go.” He then tucked a piece of his wig behind his ear. “That’s beside the point though. You are clearly fallin’ hard for Doug and he is clearly way into you.”

“Yeah...right,” I scoffed at the idea. Doug was a great guy, and perfect...far to perfect to get mixed up in…

“Yo, don’t even do that right now baby girl,” Kells said, elbows on his knees now.

“Do what?”

“Belittle yourself like that,” he said. “That ain’t the Y/N I know. That bad bitch would never think so low of herself or deny herself what makes her happy. So why it gotta be like that?”

I sighed. “I just...I’m trying to spare us the pain I know is coming. I want to spare us the moment when he realizes I’m crazy and decides he doesn’t want that shit in his life and leaves. Is that so horrible? For me to spare us all that?”

“Yeah, it is. ‘Cause you’re not crazy,” Kells said.

“You of all people know that isn’t true,” I said.

“You’re not fucking crazy a’ight? And Doug...he would NEVER do something that fucked up,” Kells said. “Especially to you.”

“I thought the same about my ex’s,” I muttered.

“Yeah well, I told you they were dicks from the get-go. Doug though...he’s different. He loves you.”

“He is something gorgeous I ain’t gonna lie. Especially inside…”

“You see that’s why I love the idea of you two gettin’ together. That crazy beautiful smile on your face is outta this world,” Kells said smiling at me.

“Fine I’ll have a little chat with him soon,” I said waving the proverbial white flag as we made our way out the door.

“Promise?”

“Of course,” I said. “Do me a favor though?”

“Name it.”

“Next time you wanna have a serious talk with me how ‘bout you do it when you’re not wearing that,” I motioned at the thong.

He laughed. “You know you love it.” He wiggled his hips while holding up the robe.

“Careful there cowboy you’re close to having a ball slip,” I teased.

He shrugged. “Nothing you haven’t seen before.”

I rolled my eyes and followed him to where we were supposed to meet up with the rest of the cast.

Doug greeted me first with a hug and kiss to the forehead. He held me still as I lost complete control and pecked him on the lips. He was shocked (in fact I’m pretty sure they all were) but kissed back gently. All around us the guys cheered and wolf-whistled (ten guesses as to who did the latter).

Blushing I pulled back. “Damn that some good lipstick you have on. Shit didn’t smear at all.”

“Who says I’m wearing lipstick? Maybe you just make my lips blush,” he said.

“Or maybe your make-up girl knows how to recognize the high-end stuff from the cheap Walgreens shit,” I laughed.

It was like that for the rest of the day.

That night I had a hard ass time trying to sleep. I was so wired and my brain so awake and excited with thoughts of Doug. I decided maybe a walk around the hotel would help clear my head.

The guys and I had rooms on the same floor and from what I could tell they were all sound asleep. If there is a God may he watch over my angels tonight. I silently prayed as I made my way down the hall. When I reached Doug’s room though I stopped in my tracks. There were noises.

“Hey Y/N would you like to maybe accompany me to dinner sometime? No...no I sound like a twat. Y/N, my love, would you like to… No, too posh. Come on Doug you can do this. You were fucking Romeo for fuck's sake!.. ‘Sup Y/N. I was thinking maybe…” He groaned. “I sound like a bloody wanker. God this is impossible.”

I had to fight back a laugh. Like seriously I thought only high school guys in movies did this sort of thing. It was pretty sweet though I have to admit.

I knocked on the door just as he started trying another line. “Doug, you awake?”

He answered the door wearing nothing but boxers (it was a pretty hot and humid night in Georgia). “Hey-uh-what are you doing up?”

“Couldn’t sleep. Mind if I hang here for a bit?”

“No, not at all,” he said stepping aside to let me in. “I was just-uh-.” He cleared off his copy of the script from the bed and sat down. “Practicing tomorrows scene.”

“Dude relax. There’s no need to be nervous around me,” I said leaning against a chest of drawers directly across from where he sat. “If anything I’m the one that should be nervous.”

“What? Why?”

“Because I know what it’s like,” I said nervously. “Watching someone you care about walk away and never come back because your issues were just too much for them.”

“I wouldn’t walk away from you,” he said. “I can’t…”

I sighed. “You know what I’m sorry. I, um, shouldn’t have unloaded all that on you,” I said.

“No, I’m glad you did,” he said. “I love that you trust me enough to be able to talk with me about it. And I’d like it if you talked with me more.”

“Really?” My heart took off like Kells’s drums. Doug nodded looking up at me with his ocean eyes. My grandfather once told me that the sun reflects in the ocean and the ocean looks on because no one knows the sun better than he. That’s how I felt right then with Doug looking at me as though I were his sun. “Weird.”

“What?”

“We’ve only known each other for a short time and yet it feels like you’re as much a part of me as I am of you.”

Doug blushed and looked down. “You’ll always be apart of me.”

I pushed off the drawers and stepped closer to him. I placed one hand on his shoulder and the other on his cheek lifting his face so he could look at me. I brushed my nose with his before connecting our lips. He kissed back wrapping an arm around me and pulling onto his lap.

I grinded my heat against his covered length we continued to kiss and touch. Doug slowly moved his lips from my mouth to the skin of my neck. He kissed and sucked on it as his hands slid up my shirt. I pulled back and raised my arms so he could lift it off. He did and tossed it aside before bringing his lips to my breasts.

“You’re so beautiful, love,” he said between kisses. “So beautiful.”

He hardened beneath me as I kept grinding. Eventually, after he kissed every inch of my breasts, he wrapped his arms around me, picked me up and placed me on the bed.

He trailed kisses down my stomach until he grasped the waistband of my shorts. I lifted my hips a little and he pulled them off. He brought his mouth down to my heat sending a tingle up my spine. He kissed and sucked on me until I was practically writhing beneath him. “D-Doug I…”

My body tensed up and I released. Happy with the result he moved back up and brought his lips to mine. As we kissed I reached down and tugged at the waistband of his boxers. He knew what I wanted and helped slide them off, tossing them aside with my clothes. His length smacked my thigh, hard and thick. It made me hunger for him.

He grew nervous then. “I-uh-didn’t pack any condoms.”

“It’s okay,” I pecked him on the mouth. “I trust you.”

His body trembled as he reached down and lined himself up with my entrance. “I love you,” he muttered before pushing in. We both moaned loudly as he stretched me and filled me up.

“I love you too,” I whispered clinging to him as he gave me a moment to adjust. After a while, I gave him the okay to move. He did so gently. Thrusting as though he was afraid he would break me.

After a while, I was anything but gentle. When his thrusts picked up the pace a little the feeling was so intense I dug my nails into his back. He groaned but kept at it. My left hand then traveled downward not stopping until it grasped his perfectly round ass cheek. This caught him off guard and with a groaned he thrust right into my sweet spot.

I moaned so loud it was almost a scream and started feeling the tension build up again.

The tension grew and grew. My toes curled and I felt myself tighten around him. Suddenly it was like something inside me snapped. I moaned so loudly I hoped no one was awoken by it, as I covered Doug’s length in my juices.

Doug’s thrusts became sloppy until with an equally loud, “FUCK! Uh, uh…” he painted the inside of me with his seed. His body trembled as he emptied himself inside me.

Afterward, he collapsed beside me and enveloped me in his arms.

I woke up the next morning sore and in bliss. Doug was beside me still slumbering with his arm draped over my stomach. I was about to nudge him awake when someone started knocking violently on the door.

“YO LOVEBIRDS WE’RE DUE AT THE POOL IN TEN!” Kells shouted from the other side of the door, arousing Doug from his sleep.

“GOOD FUCKING MORNING TO YOU TOO, KELLS!” I shouted back. “WAIT… HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW I WAS EVEN IN HERE?!”

“YOU AND DOUG ARE LOUD AS FUCK! DO YOU KNOW THAT?!” Iwan shouted slightly annoyed.

“IT’S LIKE TRYING TO SLEEP TO A BLOODY PORNO MATE!” Daniel chimed in.

I cringed so hard as Doug chuckled beside me.

“SORRY!” Doug and I shouted back at the same time.

“Jinx you owe me a shag,” Doug said getting on top of me.

“That’s not how it goes babe,” I laughed.

“I know,” he said kissing my swollen lips. “Still want a shag though.”

“Maybe later when they’re not spying on us,” I said.

“LATER SOUNDS GOOD!” Kells answered for Doug.

“Honestly I dunno how you survived all these years with him,” Doug said getting out of bed.

“With great difficulty and weed,” I said following him to the bathroom. We took a quick shower, barely managing to not go for round two right then and there, and got dressed (Doug loaned me some clothes so I would have to double back to my room). Once we were ready we opened the door to reveal our three idiots waiting in the hall with stupid smiles plastered on their faces.

“Dude I’m only gonna say this once. She was and is my homie first. So if you hurt her I won’t hesitate to kill your ass,” Kells said staring down the much shorter Brit. “Deal?”

“Trust me if I hurt her I’ll kill my fucking self and spare you the trouble mate,” Doug said.

Kells relaxed then and smiled. “Welcome to the family bro.”

I watched as the two loves of my life embraced forever sealing our bond as a family.

And we were. We truly were.

Just me, my best friend, and my ocean eyed lover.

Together forever, no matter whatever.

#Douglas Booth #The Dirt #machine gun kelly #mgk

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shadows-twilight · 4 years

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RWBY Volume 7, Chapter 5

My thoughts and opinions on Chapter 5 of RWBY Volume 7, "Sparks"

SPOILERS BELOW:

Once again, Team RWBY are in their classic bunk bed configuration, albeit now with them on the same wall.

I must say, I like the standard issue Atlas Academy pajamas.

Due to Penny waking them so cheerily, I wonder if Penny, a robotic being really understands the concept of tired.

Montage Time!!!

New song!

Is it just me, or do these Manticores and Beowolves look different from the others? It seems Grimm have regional variations as well.

Haha, the the doodle of Nora braiding Ren's hair on the latter's concept art is officially canon.

Yeah, don't try and split up the Bees at this point, Marrow. It's not going to go well for you.

I love how the anime lines changed color with Yang's eyes.

So that was the "Really Thirsty Moms" segment. Not as far in the forefront as I expected, but still funny.

I love their training room. Very X-Men.

I wonder what Vine meant by "extending [one's] aura". Are you able to make a wider shield around oneself?

I don't know why, but the animation of Ruby getting out of bed and geeking out to Penny reminds me of Marinette from Miraculous. Ironic, considering who shows up later.

TEAM FNKI!!!!! I absolutely love Neon and Flynt's new designs, and their teammate's looks are pretty swanky too.

I'm guessing Nora's weapon upgrade was her riding it around like a broomstick?

I love the upgraded for Neon's propulsion semblance (assuming that's what her rainbow trail is). Very ethereal looking while still rainbowy

Ruby may be asking why they aren't using airships, but what I want to know is why they're not using bigger vehicles. With all of the stuff they're supposed to transport, surely they could do better than a small U-Haul.

PENGUINS!!!

Why do I get the feeling that relationships are going to be a big theme from for this Volume? I mean, sure, we've had little ship-bait moments all over the place, but even on a grander scheme, we've had the Ace-Ops talking about their professional relationships, Weiss calling the rest of Team RWBY her family, and now this conversation with Penny. I really can't wait to see how this plays out as the Volume goes on.

Yeah, honestly that's about how I would imagine a poker game would go for Bad Luck Charm vs Good Luck Charm. Guess their semblances don't cancel each other out as much as we were hoping.

I am still incredibly wary of just how likeable Clover is. Do I want to know what the six possible outcomes were that Penny planned for, because I can't help but feel that at least one of them involved everybody dying.

At long last, we get to meet Robyn Hill, voiced by Ladybug herself, Cristina Vee.

So the "Show Them Your Teeth" graffiti wasn't a White Fang tag? Good to know.

So Ironwood is diverting resources from Mantle's security to this whole Amity plan. Yeeeaaah, this is doing nothing good for Ironwood's credibility.

I must say, I really like Robyn. She can be diplomatic when the situation calls for it, but she's not afraid to get her hands dirty when need be. Very on brand for her character inspiration.

I'm getting the feeling that Penny isn't exactly enjoying having to go against the potential Mantle representative.

Video games are for kids. Real Huntress siblings play with Semblance Summons!

"Irownwood isn't keeping secrets. Not from me." Any other Steven Universe fans think that line sounded a little too familiar?

I don't know if there are other security features in place that they just chose not to show us, but with all of the different semblances that are out there, are these guards really going to let Winter through on visual confirmation alone?

So that's the Winter Maiden. She's pretty.

I like the look of the Maiden's room. The easel and the kitchen area make it look very homie. Can't say I'm too hyped about the two aura transfer pods in the corner, though.

So her name is Fria? As in, based off of Freya? The Norse Goddess? Oh boy, those are certainly some implications.

Winter's gonna be the next Winter Maiden, because Ironwood chose her to be so. Yeah, remember the last time the Ozluminati tried to choose the next Maiden? Remember how well that went? I remember how well that went.

Wow. Jacques (or rather Watts) managed to find a way to lay off almost his entire workforce and yet spin it in such a way that everyone else is the bad guy. Perhaps he is suited for politics.

An episode that didn’t end on Watts and/or Tyrian doing shady shit? Combo Breaker!!!

#rwby #volume 7 #rwby spoilers #rooster teeth animation

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A mark upon you

A/N: Earlier this week we saw Claire has a new ring, so somewhere along the line she’ll lose (or have stolen) the ring Jamie gave her back in Season 1. I just had a lot of feels about the whole situation, so I wrote a thing.

Shout out to my homie, @kkruml. I don’t know what I’d do without you.

I was never a woman who focused on the materialistic items of life. Things were fleeting- I had learned through my experiences in life that as long as I had the person I loved, all else ceased to matter.

I had spent 20 years yearning for the touch of the man why now lay beside me: to once again feel the curve of his body contorted with mine as we melted into one flesh. I had wished to feel his breath in the crook of my neck as he slept, to taste his lips on my own as he reminded me that I was his and he was mine.

And to have that again- I had witnessed a love that changed me and rang through deep into my soul and that was all I needed in life.

I rolled slowly out of bed, as to try and not wake Jamie up, and walked slowly across the room to the window. The air was cool and sent chills down my spine. I rested my hand on the window sill and looked down to my freshly naked finger.

The silver ring that had once been on my ring finger was gone. All that was left was a small tan line from what had once been.

I knew it bothered Jamie- while I still had the mark of another man on me and not his claim on me- I missed my silver wedding band. I had worn it for nearly 25 years. Yet, after all we had been through and endured, to have him near me- alive and whole- I found I didn’t need to a ring to prove he was mine. I had the living, breathing truth, and that was all that truly mattered.

“But Claire… I want to replace it!” I heard Jamie stammer as he swung the axe through the wood, splitting it in half. I sat on a log behind him, running my fingers over my face. This was the third time we were having the heated discussion of him replacing my wedding band and I was getting irritated by the frequency and intensity with which he was pressing the matter.

“I told you…. I miss it, of course I do!” I reached for the flask in the grass and took a sip. “You put it on my hand and like I told you… I never took it off when we were apart.”

I heard him let out a breath as he turned around to face me, raising his brow urging me to continue.

“Jamie. I don’t need anything when I have you.” I stood quickly, closing the distance between us and wrapped my arms around his waist. It was hot in the middle of the day- his shirt was unbuttoned, his auburn hair curling out of his chest. He was damp and sweaty- and ever solid, warm, present, and alive between my own two hands. I couldn’t articulate in words just how much he was all I needed.

He hitched his breath as he caved to my embrace and wrapped his large arms around my waist. “I need ye too, ye know. I always have and I always will. I ken ye dinna need one, Sassenach. I just want others to look at you and know you belong to me and no one else.”

I looked up and kissed the base of his jaw. “Jamie… Surely anyone with two eyes and a brain can see that way I look at you and know. Why do I need a ring to prove that?”

“Because… Ye still wear… his.” Jamie whispered into my hairline, his stubble tickling my forehead.

I undid myself from his arms and took a step back as I crossed my arms, fisting my left hand and felt the cool metal between my fingers.

“Is that what this is about? That I wear a ring that shows I was married, but was given to me by another man?” I stammered as the wheels started to click in my brain.

We rarely talked about Frank- or of the years I spent with him after I had gone back to raise Brianna, yet I knew Jamie always held a small piece of jealousy towards Frank Randall. For Frank had the keeping of me and Brianna for 20 years- years filled with memories and experiences Jamie would never be given.

Jamie closed his eyes and shook his head at me. “I guess, Sassenach. I dinna think myself a jealous man… And of a dead man no less! Yet, he raised my bairn, shared yer bed, and now, he’s the man with a mark on you, no’ me!”

“You bloody Scot!” I said fiercely as he sat on the log behind me. “You bloody fucking, Scot!”

I turned around to see his face, halting as I saw the anguish in his eyes. My anger gave way to regret over my words- and the stinging doubts they had caused- and I felt it course through me. I flung myself at him, the sudden rush of impact into him almost knocked us over, but he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close. “You marked me- deep in my soul. So much so, there was room for no one else save the child you gave me. I’ve belonged to you, James Fraser, for nearly twenty five years. I will always belong to you.”

I heard him let out a small Scottish sound of contentment, and he cradled me in his arms.

“I wear Frank’s ring… Because I did love him, once. And he was a part of my life. That marriage was a part of my history- of what brought me to you. I…” I took a deep breath as I gathered my thoughts. “If you would rather I not wear it...” I took my right hand and started to twist the gold band off my finger but was stopped as Jamie’s hand covered mine.

“No…. I told ye once, that I would take you from him, but I wouldna take him from you. I canna ask ye to do that, and I willna ask ye to do that.”

“I know and I thank you for that. I hear you, I promise you, I do. But after the time where we were apart- having you in the flesh after twenty long years of wishing for a ghost— it is more than enough. Is it enough for you?” I asked as I rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes, taking in his musky smell.

“It is, Sassenach. For now… It is.”

Jamie had gone down to town for supplies a few days ago, and I missed him. I missed him whenever he spent nights away from me— the swell of his legs as they would intertwine with mine or the way he would push the curls off the back of my neck and trail a line of kisses down my spine. I slept better when he was next to me, I always had.

Three days, he had said, and now going on day four —my mind wandered at what might have caused his delay. I wasn’t worried, though, for if something awful had happened, there was a great likelihood that word would have traveled up to me like wildfire. I also knew in my gut- he was fine- things were fine, and a small part of me had an inclination as to what had caused his trip to be lengthened. I took my left hand and traced the fine tan lines on my right hand.

I turned in the bed, facing the window, clutching a pillow to my chest. The cool, crisp mountain air of the morning was setting in, the sun rising right above the tip of the mountain. I heard the birds start their morning songs- the soft mumbles of the voices downstairs.

The soft murmur of the chair against the hardwood floors echoed in my ears and as I felt a soft kiss on my forehead.

“Good morning Sassenach.” Jamie whispered as he took the pillow from my arms. “Miss me?”

“Mmmmmm, always do.” I answered.

He reached for my hand, pulling me towards full consciousness. He brought my hand to his lips, kissing my ring finger softly. Then, he slowly slipped a ring onto my finger. I squinted my eyes as the cool metal hit my skin as I recalled the first time he had placed a ring on my fingers— how I hadn’t wanted him them, but now needed him like the air that filled my lungs.

“Blood of my blood....” Jamie started.

“And bone of my bone.” I finished for him, letting the tear fall down my cheek. I opened my eyes, cupping his cheek in my palm. He turned his head towards my hand and kissed my palm.

“I love you, you stubborn Fraser. You didn’t need to do this.” I laughed as he wiped the tears from my face.

“I know.” He breathed, “But ye may have kent what I was doin’ and ye dinna stop me.”

“Of course I didn’t. I know you and I love you for it.”

“I love ye too, Sassenach. Always have, always will.”

His blue eyes pierced into mine as he took my right hand and ran it along his lips.

Ring or no ring- I didn’t need it, not when he was with me- and would always be by my side.

#outlander #jamie x claire #jamie fraser #claire fraser #outlander fanfic #outlander fanfiction #OL: drums #ol: season 4 #myfic!#craigh na queue

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an accurate guide about red velvet

So since so many people are getting into Red Velvet recently, I decided to make a guide to help them out. You know, give yall some slack because learning five names is super hard. A guide accompanied by my half-assed jokes, interesting.

PSA: If you’re only here to stan the girls because of their recent comebacks like Peek-A-Boo and Bad Boy and are going to drop them as soon as they release tracks similar to Dumb Dumb and Ice Cream Cake, leave because we don’t want you here.

Now that we got that out of the way, let’s get straight to business (TO DEFEAT THE HUNS WHY DID THEY SEND ME DAUGHTERS WHEN I ASKED FOR SONS)

Basic Facts

Red Velvet is a South Korean girl group formed by SM Entertainment in 2014.

There are five members (OT4 stans can choke).

They debuted on August 1st in 2014 with a single called “Happiness”.

Fandom name is Reveluv. Since “rêve” means “dream” in French, the meaning behind the fandom name is that us, Reveluvs, make their dreams come true and Red Velvet gives us their immense love in return, thus the “luv” part. Sometimes they also call us “Luvies”.

Official fandom colour is pastel coral and not red because l o g i c

The fact that they were formed by SM Entertainment doesn’t mean they got a free ride to the top so sit your entitled asses down, thanks.

Now, you see, they weren’t actually supposed to debut in 2014. I bet you must be confused but don’t worry, it is I, your trusty homie, that is gonna help you realize how many similarities every student has with SM lmao plus the reason for their early debut.

2014 was a rough year for our buddy Lee Soo Man. Jessica left Girl’s Generation; Sulli left f(x); Kris, Tao and Luhan left EXO... This, of course, caused a goddamn World War III amongst the fans of the respective groups. They were about to go in front of the official SM building with torches and pitchforks to demand SM to step up their game. To calm the situation down, our amigo SM must have thought: “Welp I sure fucked up. How the hell do I fix this? Wait, I have an idea! Let’s debut another girl group to cover up all the shit that has been piling up for years now!”

And your boi gone and did it. He basically debuted another group despite the number of problems he had to deal with already. This is every student ever, just make another problem to cover up the first one.

Red Velvet debuted with four members; Irene, Seulgi, Wendy and Joy. The “Happiness” music video got 2 million views in a day and was the most viewed kpop music video for the month of August in 2014. See, the queens already breaking records.

However, the original version of “Happiness” was full of controversial topics such as 9/11 being the most prominent one. This caused such hate to the girls that everyone started calling them “flops”. Lmao Red Velvet stays unbothered as the kpop act with the most Billboard charted albums bYE.

Some of you still may be wondering what the hell happened with Yeri. Well, because their debut was rushed and due to her age, Yeri, unfortunately, couldn’t debut with them. When Red Velvet debuted, Yeri was 15 years old so basically a child.

“bUt jiSUnG fROM ncT DreAM dEBuTed wHeN hE WAs onlY FoUrteEn”

Before, there was a law which stated that kids under the age of 16 couldn’t debut.

No need to worry fellow Yeri stans! Red Velvet only released another single called “Be Natural” before Yeri was officially added. The single featured NCT’s Taeyong on it too so if you are one of those fangirls, better go and check it out because your oppar is there + it is an underrated bop.

Yeri was added to the group during Ice Cream Cake era! Of course, many people hated her, acting as if Red Velvet released so many songs and solved world hunger without Yeri. Um, bitch they had two songs take a seat.

Discography and music in general lol

IT IS GOLD!1!!!!111!!

Okay listen, every single song of theirs makes me thot-drop in the middle of the goddamn school. Jesus Christ sunbaenim is shaking.

Albums: Ice Cream Cake, The Red, The Velvet, Russian Roulette, Rookie, The Red Summer, Perfect Velvet, The Perfect Red Velvet.

Queens of naming their albums don’t even @ me.

Listen to every single song if you want to cure your depression, clear your skin, feed your children and harvest your crops. Seriously, all of their b-sides are so amazing and such bops they are worth a listen and you, as a person who chose to stan Red Velvet, deserve to have your ears cleansed.

Another topic that I want to bring up is “the red concept” and “the velvet concept”. It is not complicated. Basically what it means is that they split their concepts into two. The red concepts are more upbeat, catchy and poppy songs such as Dumb Dumb, Rookie, Russian Roulette etc. However, the velvet concept is where they show their mature, more serious ballads. Songs that represent the velvet side are Automatic, One of These Nights, Peek-A-Boo etc.

They filmed 13 music videos so you are going to get attacked by visuals 13 times, good luck.

The members

The most interesting and fun part of this guide to be honest. So yeah, five members and five completely different personalities. Trust me, you’re gonna love every single one of these girls because they all have such amazing personalities and are extremely funny. Get abroad the homo express!

- Stage name: Irene

- Real name: Bae Joohyun

- Colour: Pink

- Position: Leader, Visual, Main Rapper, Lead Dancer, Vocal

- She really is a bae tho we love a powerful woman

- Born on March 29th, 1991; the eldest

- She literally looks five what the fuck

- tiny

- Takes pictures of everyone and everything so that she can stare at them while she does the laundry because she is such a mom

- “Shut the fuck up I am not a mom”

- A GODDESS PLUS TOP VISUAL OF THIS GENERATION NO PRINTER JUST FAX

- loves pussy

- Drinks men tears to stay hydrated

- Forgets names of her kids aka the rest of Red Velvet

- Snorts laundry detergent

- Talk shit get hit

- Silent but plotting world domination with her at the top

- Speaking of tops, she doms bYE

- She survived the World War II and was Stalin's deskmate when they were in the third grade

- xXButtLoverXx

- Likes winning. Who got to the finish line first? Her. Who travelled to space first? Her. Who found the cure for world hunger? Her.

- Actually very talented in everything she does and is a blessing to humanity

- Stage name: Seulgi

- Real name: Kang Seulgi

- Colour: Orange

- Position: Main Dancer, Lead Vocal

- Either as fluffy as a teddy bear or a fucking sex God there is no in between

- Born on February 10th, 1994; second eldest

- hER EYES MAKE ME QUESTION MY SEXUALITY

- She, in general, makes me question my sexuality

- also tiny

- “Hello I am the 71st prettiest face in the world”

- First half of the “DD” also known as “Dumbass Duo”

- Someone help her she is lost in time and space

- The type of person to put a red sock to wash with the whites

- Is not capable of doing the splits because she dumb lmao

- How the fuck is one this confused???

- Gets bullied by her members a lot

- A sunshine in human form. You know that sun from the Teletubbies? That be Seulgi

- Her abs make me feel like Kylie Jenner, y’know... pregnant

- “If there’s no food I’m going home”

- THE number one fan of Beyonce™

- Pringles advocate

- She didn’t train for 7 years to have people shit talking her because she is multitalented and leaves people all around the world shooketh

- Stage name: Wendy

- Real name: Son Seungwan

- Colour: Blue

- Position: Main Vocal, English speaker

- Is also a HELLA good rapper

- Born on February 21st, 1994; third eldest

- Used to live in Toronto when she was younger, her English proceeds to give everyone a boner

- the tiniest out of all

- The kpop singer with the widest vocal range (this is an actual fact)

- “S H I N E O N M E”

- So caring it makes me bawl. She literally cooks for everyone and is so supportive it is truly beautiful

- Is actually the one behind the iconic “PARK SOOYOUNG! WHEN YOU SMILE I SMILE TOO”

- If she ever covers your song, you can say goodbye to it because it’s hers now

- A soccer mom

- Also that famous Kris Jenner “You’re doing amazing sweetie” meme

- Rescue her scalp someone pls

- Probably used “WHOMST” once in her lifetime unironically

- The gayest out of all the gays

- She is a boob person and also has a very nice butt Irene knows

- Once stacked a gazillion hats on top of her head because why the fuck not

- Is also a sexy pornstar ... no wait, I meant a “saxophonist”

- Is so beautiful and deserves all the love in this entire world but the world doesn’t deserve her at all

- Stage name: Joy

- Real name: Park Sooyoung

- Colour: Green

- Position: Lead Rapper, Lead Vocal, Mood-maker

- + an actress

- Born on September 3rd, 1996: fourth eldest

- Invented “cute” and “sexy” don’t fight me on this

- TALL (for a Red Velvet member lmfao)

- Has the prettiest profile, God took extra time in crafting such a masterpiece

- Speaking of God... God is real and in a form of Park Sooyoung

- Likes finer things in life such as herself

- If the song “Me Too” was a human, it would be her

- Ruthless

- When she gets scared her soul deadass leaves her body and it is hilarious

- A dramatic bitch

- HAS THE BEST BODY SORRY YALL CAN’T COMPETE

- Can get very angery

- Probably was kinkshamed by someone once

- Is having a mental breakdown at every waking moment

- “Can you stop I’m very sensitive”

- Tom to Yeri’s Jerry

- Just the most amazing human being, an all-rounder and a happy virus

- Stage name: Yeri

- Real name: Kim Yerim

- Colour: Purple

- Position: Maknae, Lead Rapper, Sub Dancer, Vocal, Songwriter

- Is being an absolute savage a talent?

- Born on March 5th, 1999; the youngest

- The other half of the “Dumbass Duo”

- So much sass is contained in this tiny human being

- Plans to take over SM soon one day

- HAS THE MOST CONTAGIOUS LAUGH IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE AND IT IS SO GENUINE I LOVE IT

- Likes pineapple on pizza cancelled

- The OG Sone

- A mess

- (ง •̀_•́)ง

- Not a big spoon nor a little spoon, she a knife

- Tries her best

- Knows everyone and everything; what a social butterfly it warms my heart

- Likes to read smut so all of you smut fanfiction writers, watch out, she is lurking

- SPEAKING OF LURKING

- She lowkey had a fan account that was all about Girl’s Generation

- A woman we all aspire to be

- Is an actual cinnamon roll that yes, could kill you but everyone loves her because she really improved a lot. WE WATCHED HER GROW UP INTO A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN SHE IS NOW B L E S S

Popular ships, let’s play a game where you guess which two people are paired up (not like it is completely obvious)

SEULRENE

WENRENE

WENSEUL

JOYRI

YERENE

JOYGI

JOYDY

WENRI

SEULRI

Ending note

On a more serious note, Red Velvet is an amazing girl group that deserves so much more. I hope this at least got you to check them out. If not, your loss lol.

I could use a fuckton adjectives to describe their perfection but trust me, that ain’t enough.

Anyways, OT4 stans can fuck off, don’t comment on this post.

Just love all the girls and don’t point out their insecurities in a rude way mmkay?

This is all from me and I hope you enjoyed and that this helped you and maybe made you chuckle (maybe?)

If there is another question that you want me to answer, ask me because I would love to.

P.S. It doesn’t have to be Red Velvet related because I am trash that stans more groups than the number of bad jokes I made in this post.

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Currently reading Burroughs my Education a Book of Dreams. Through reading it, I thought I’ll jot mine down for the duration. parts of the first 2 will be more incomplete because I just thought of the idea today (midday dream 2), but will try to thoroughly keep track while reading this book. I’ve been reading books pretty fast. I finished this one in less than a week. This is the 5th book I’ve read this year. Hope I can keep this reading kick alive.

1. I remember being stuck in a room that was a pink fleshy material (like lungs or some type of organ in the body). The only way out was climbing the high walls and as I was climbing the interior was changing to a computer circuit board as opposed to the flesh. The circuit board was rough and it cut you and dropped you to the bottom. It was impossible to climb the wall in circuit board state. Woke up shortly after falling. Went back to sleep. Had a sexual encounter. I always hate these dreams! as they’re out of your control. I’ve been trying to walk righteously pleasing the Lord not giving into lust and sexual immorality. I see these dreams as spiritual warfare attacks. The after effects linger and will cause you to stumble in your real life, sometimes days after. Can’t remember the specifics of the encounter, but had slight ejac and strong lustful desires for sexual immorality upon awaking! Didn’t stumble during the day or give into it. Still strongly walking with the Most High! Apr 22 2021

2. Was at a school. There was a cop or security guard walking around. I had a coughing fit and started coughing up blood and my nose start bleeding. Cop gets on radio and says we have a 10-3. Must be some sort of situation or sickness. Remember walking through the school and seeing an old vice principal... Mr. Clasen (could never stand this guy). I will keep better track from here on! Apr 23 2021

Inference: Going on a stretch here. Were these 2 dreams connected? Was I coughing up blood and profusely bleeding from my nose due to the computerized AI infection spreading through my body? Which caused a 10-3 incident.

3. Political demonstration of some sort with huge pictures/billboards and some of them were about wearing masks (yes! this social engineering horror has made it into my dreams!). Couldn’t make out the other ones but im sure it was about some agenda being pushed. The billboards were thin but at least 10-15’ high and 3’ wide. This was in the middle of the town and the ground there was all dirt. Outside the area was fenced and had a bunch of small paper sized notices about wearing your mask and that it’s not required, yet we all still had to. I made a comment about why do we still have to wear them if it’s lifted! Remember something about snowy skateboarding at what looked like the Orange Curb in Poop City and talking about or reading a book of some sort. Ran into an unfamiliar old work acquaintance who’s now a contractor and they mentioned Jack E was fired for non compliance because some legal figure told on him. This caused him to have to get rid of tickets to something they were going to attend together but didn’t want to go anymore since Jack no longer could attend. Woke up for a little. Next dream... went into an arcade which I initially thought was a porn store with some console video games too. The worker was a dude named Mason M I knew from school. My nose was running, think I was getting a cold (or maybe convid). There were 2 unidentifiable shady characters hanging out with me. I didn’t know them but they seemed like people I wouldn’t usually keep around me. We looked around played some arcade games. We were the only ones there this time. We came back a few days later and upon entering one of the rules was you can’t have a runny nose/sniffles and was asked if I had that. He remembered me and I told him no, although I did. The whole time in there I felt my nose dripping. I was with the 2 rando characters again. They entered later and dunno if they were asked the same thing. Walked around other parts of the building. Got lost had to use the bathroom and found out the bathrooms stored bowling balls. Not sure if there was a bowling alley there. Saw more people there. Workers, kids playing at the arcade. Real weird dream. Apr 24 2021

4. Drove straight through To Poop City NM yesterday. Didn’t sleep good but vaguely remember a dream about karate. Think I didn’t reach a dream state cause of exhaustion. Apr 25 2021

5. I went into a bank. There was a bald(ing) mustached man that seemed to be running it although there were other people there. He turned me away when it was finally my turn. Saw him grope/touch a female worker. Not sure if he robbed it or was just wanting to control it. Later he was arrested for a long list of charges, one that stood out was “period touching.” Woke up as I’ve had trouble sleeping again. Next dream I was hanging out with a Poop City skate homie (whom I’m currently staying with). who I used to party down with. He was doing coke and decided I wanted to join the party. Cut a fat line out in the open at a desk area. Looked like the desk area in my parents kitchen. The room became a bar but the desk was still there and the room became crowded with lots of people. None of them noticed the fat line of coke sitting there and it went untouched. I was hesitant to do it as it was out in the opened and people may see. I kept looking at it. Finally didn’t care about the repercussions and ended up doing it. Nose felt runny afterwards. Walked to the pissoir and then awoke from the dream. Apr 26 2021 Drug dreams are better than sex dreams and give you a more refreshed feeling upon awakening! I’m over one year sober and sometimes awakening I feel dread but then come to my senses that it was just a dream!

6. Finished reading the book so this will be the last entry. Slept horribly. Can’t recall much from any of my dreams, although I know I had some. The only thing that stuck out was this weird 1950s Rockabilly tune. It was stuck in my head upon waking. I forgot it as I’m writing this later in the day.

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hehe

who’s messier? Paige, unfortunately. Artists are always messy, but once they gets a cleaning bug she can be neat as Minho

do they fight often? If an argument between the two gets out of hand Paige says “let’s settle this argument with Mortal Kombat” and Minho agrees. They’ve only argued maybe twice.

who’s the funnier drunk? Paige probably. Minho controls his alcohol well and Paige is a social drinker- one wine cooler and we’re done, but two wine coolers and they’re talking about electric forks and putting salt grains on spoons for shits and giggles and everything sounds stupid.

who’s uncomfortable with PDA and who loves it? Both hate pda don’t hold hands it makes you gay.

who texts more often? Minho texts a lot. Paige writes letters.

big spoon/little spoon? Minho wants to spoon Paige but Paige hates being touched, especially when they’re sleeping. They’d rather jetpack their tall princeling.

who made the 1st move? Minho, surprisingly. Paige didn’t hide their affections for Minho, but they were just affections, nothing more, did not want to act on them because rejection = instakill. When Minho reciprocated said feelings Paige freaked like any sensible shoujo manga protagonist would and it took two volumes for them to be like “okay my shortcomings compared to your flawlessness isn’t so bad so I guess we could date.”

any nicknames? Paige calls Minho “my sun and stars,” in Dothraki. It took Minho a good six months and three watches of Game of Thrones for him to realize that oh shit they’ve been calling me this all this time?!! And the boy heart-eyes at the thought. He calls them dearest and it takes all their willpower not to roll around on the floor and squeal.

the most embarrassing music on their phone? Minho has Top 40 on his phone and Paige has an amalgam of broadway hits, Asian pop, Bengali music and Techno music. Putting their music on shuffle during long road trips is a hoot. Minho can’t deal.

what’s “their song”? In their circle of friends Paige will insist “Amerikkaz Most Wanted” by Tupac and Snoop Dogg is their song, but truthfully it’s BoA’s “Romance”.

who reads more? Minho reads just as much as Paige, but Paige has the extensive book collection and always reads the longer, “difficult” books just for the hell of it.

who remembers anniversaries? They both do; Minho is sentimental and so is Paige (but they won’t admit it). Paige has a photographic memory and remembers everything.

who is better with kids? Minho; Paige is terrified of kids, but they like them for some reason so they are patient with them as they teach them languages and useless facts. (“hey did you know that kangaroos can’t jump backwards?”)

who tops/bottoms? Paige called bottom bunk (“but I gotta pee more at night!” Minho whines. “You get top bunk,” Paige growls, booting up Mortal Kombat X on the PS4)

what’s their favorite activity? Playing games together, traveling, playing soccer, swimming, having eating contests...

weirdest hobbies? Minho watches Ron Perlman montages on YouTube sometimes...

who would make a blanket fort? would the other help? Paige makes blanket forts (“I am a fearsome dragon and I am required a cave of my choosing.” “Paige there are no caves in Seoul.” “So this blanket fort will suffice, homie.”) Minho asks if he can come in and Paige cheerfully says yes you may, and thereby declares their dragon hoard as cute soccer boys named Minho.

who cooks? Paige. Minho can cook, but he’s busier than Paige and Paige is honestly better because if it were up to Minho it would be kimchi jjigae and ramyun mostly. Should Paige cook they don’t have the same recipe every week; sometimes they’ll do themed weeks. Just no Mexican (“but I like Mexican food!” Minho whines. “I’m sick of it, plus it gives you the Hershey squirts.” “Lies and slander!”)

how do they eat ice cream? what’s their favorite flavors? They put the ice cream in their mouth and they eat it…? Paige is allergic to ice cream and eats lime sorbet while Minho likes strawberry and vanilla.

who said “i love you” first? Believe it or not, Paige did. And Minho’s brain rebooted and he stumbled over the words as he said “hey I love you too champ.” and Paige’s brain is still short-circuiting to this day.

do they go on dates? what are they like? When Minho has free time and doesn’t want to play video games with Paige they go out to dinner, go to the aquarium, go book shopping to add to their burgeoning collection (“I just can’t help myself I need books!” Paige cries. “In a few short years we’re gonna be on Hoarders, aren’t we?”) They’re very quiet and don’t draw attention to themselves because there are fans about

Christmas traditions? They wear ugly Christmas sweaters and Paige speaks a lot of German, and they bake a lot of goodies from America that Minho hasn’t heard of.

do they go trick or treating? who stays home and hands out the candy? No one trick or treats in Seoul; kids don’t go wandering in the city like that, but they do go to costume parties. Paige brings in Halloween-themed treats and they engage in spooky tomfoolery with the other members of SHINee.

do they stargaze? Expand. Stargazing is difficult in Seoul, so when they go on their rare Jeju trip, they go to the most remote part of the island, where the only light is from the fishing boats. Paige didn’t major in astronomy and Minho isn’t familiar with constellations but they like to look up at the night sky and love the atmosphere. Almost always, Paige will start to sing the Discovery Channel’s “The World is Awesome” song and Minho always has to shut them up. Do they listen? Fuck no.

who’s the laziest? Paige! Shamelessly! Minho doesn’t complain because they pull their own weight and knows that their job requires that they do a lot and when they wants to do nothing, they will do nothing, Lord willing.

who complains more? Paige doesn’t like to complain; they internalizes their strife. Minho rarely complains.

who wakes up earlier? Paige naturally gets up at 6 am and hates it. If it were up to them they’d sleep in with Minho. Minho has to get up early for flights to other countries but he wants to sleep in with Paige.

who’s more protective? Minho is the feudal lord and Paige is the handmaiden.

who gets jealous easily? Minho. His middle name is Jealousy. Paige finds it amusing, but doesn’t purposefully get into situations where his jealousy may spike. Sometimes they call him “Eifersuchtig Honeypot” and he scowls at them.

how do they cuddle? when and where? They cuddle on the couch, under a snuggie, after a long day of dance practice and translation work and art and Minho is nursing a beer and Paige is watching Funhaus.

how did they meet? Christianmingles.com Paige was wandering around the restaurants by Konkuk and stumbled into a dumpling and ramyun shop. They were eating alone and Minho was there with Jinki and some friends from TV. Minho was lamenting about how he missed the food in America and how he would like to visit the other states (“I like Texas, it’s a shame I’m never there for more than 48 hours”) and Paige is like Texas? I’m from there! And them can’t help themselves and butts into the conversation, telling them about their family in Texas and all the pros and cons of America. Normally idols are tired and don’t want to engage in public, and Paige felt bad about that, but Minho and Jinki noticed that they didn’t act like a fan and didn’t invade their space like a fan, but as a person just casually overhearing their conversation. So they talk, and are happy that they know Korean. They both try to converse in English and Paige freaks and starts speaking in German (“I have no clue what you’re saying now????”) Jinki is flummoxed but Minho is intrigued and asks the ol’ “hey do you know kpop?” question and Paige deadpans “oh boy I do.” their dry and abrasive wit is enough to make Minho laugh and open up to them easily and offers to show them around Konkuk, since they are a teacher at the Konkuk middle school. And the rest is history.

what do they smell when they smell amorentia? The fuck is this.

what lockscreens do they have? Minho has a group selca of SHINee celebrating Paige’s birthday, and Paige has a photo of Minho napping and they put a bow on his head.

how many emojis do they use and which ones? Paige keeps forgetting that emojis are a thing and Minho uses emoticons like it’s 2011.

who throws ill-advised parties? Should Taemin visit Paige’s apartment for nefarious reasons he ropes them into throwing parties where it’s nothing but Achievement Hunter playing in the background and nonstop Cards Against Humanity and Million Dollars, But… and that they get to make snacks and regales the party in their wild stories of their travels. Also it devolves into a Minho roasting session. Paige is always down for it.

who sets the other’s ringtone to something loud and obnoxious behind their back? Minho because Paige never locks their phone. What he doesn’t know is that Paige always has their phone on vibrate. The joke backfires. (note: the phone is Ouran High School Host Club’s opening theme and when Paige finds out they’re pissed and go to put their phone on sound)

lick-claiming. who does it? is the other deterred? Minho, believe it or not. (“Choi we have kissed at least five times your cooties are now my cooties.” Paige takes the cookie, stares into Minho’s eyes, and bites into it with passion. Minho fumes)

who glitterizes everything? Paige! Loves glitter and would have it in every inch of the apartment if they could.

who is obsessed with HSM? Minho and Paige is like “love is dead”

who draws sharpie dicks on the other when they get blackout drunk? Minho was blackout drunk once and Paige didn’t put dicks on his face (“his face is perfect I’m not gonna mar it”) but they do take his phone and put the meatspin on all his phone tabs. Minho was displeased.

who uses chopsticks/can either of them use chopsticks? Both use chopsticks, but Paige is left-handed and holds chopsticks funny and Minho calls them out on it. (“How the fuck you expect me to eat these noodles, son?!”)

when they can’t sleep what do they do? Paige takes heavy amounts of melatonin to sleep, but it rarely works so they lie there talking about their desires to travel and what they’re gonna eat the next day.

what order do they wash themselves in the shower? They both wash anywhere and everywhere; showers are for cleaning you heathen.

who impulse buys? Paige, but mainly impulse buys food and snacks.

who’s clumsier? Paige is the Lad of Stubbed Toes and who the fuck put this banana peel here? Gotta step on it? Step on it? Why? You gotta.

what are their coffee orders? Minho likes Americano with a pump of vanilla syrup, Paige likes earl grey tea with inordinate amounts of sugar.

what apps do they have? Minho has the same apps as Paige except for Pinterest, Google Docs, Netflix, and Twitter. He has sports apps and an English vocabulary app for him to practice. Paige has translator apps and Google Docs.

what are their favorite TV shows? Both like watching old school anime and nature documentaries. Paige watches travel programs and Minho watches sports

#heheehehehehehe #don't let a sex-repulsed asexual person write romantic ships #they get real snarky

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Grand Theft Auto, I’m pretty sure we all know the one. Grand Theft Auto is the vastly developed, long-timed series that combines the subtle features of sandboxing, driving, shooting and adventuring. Many kids wish to play this because it feels so cool to do whatever you can.

The many many releases behind, here comes Grand Theft Auto 5, or should I say GTA V. I personally didn’t feel an urge to get it but as soon as the hype intensified near the release, I didn’t have a choice but to buy it as well.

Grand Theft Auto V was released on 17th of September 2013 on the Playstation 3 and Xbox 360. This was the first disappointment for the large audience of PC players. The enhanced version is to be released on November 18th 2014 to Playstation 4 and Xbox One, but the PC release got delayed once again not earlier than April 2015.

Story: Classic Grand Theft Auto style plot, but with protagonists getting in deep with each other and also with the rest of the world. The idea of a prologue and history in characterwise was refreshing.

It all begins with the prologue of M, T and B robbing a local bank in Ludendorff, North Yankton. This concludes B and M getting shot. B (Brad) becomes arrested and T (Trevor Phillips) running for his life as more and more law officers show up. M (Michael Townley) ends up faking his death and changing his persona to Michael De Santa. He moves to the big city, Los Santos with his family and leaving his old crew.

In Los Santos, San Andreas (The smallest state there ever was) we get introtused to a new character, repo-jobbing Franklin Clinton. Franklin gets to know Michael. As Michael begins to dream the big money once again, he begins to run some big operations and comes back together with some old friends. Trevor finds out Michael is indeed alive and when he gets his hands on Michael, wouldn’t he want to become a part of the scores. GTA V is first in the series to present multiple playable characters.

Meet Franklin: Franklin Clinton is the ‘reasonable’ one of the trio. He is the one that gets the “This ain’t right” feeling but still is as criminal as the other two. He is often pressured to choose between his downtown homies and his new crime partners. Franklin is introduced at the very beginning after prologue. If you are not familiar with the idea of three playable characters, switch between characters at the very beginning may confuse you. I know it was confusing to me.

Meet Michael: Being the father of a good-for-nothing fat gamer son, Jimmy and the "doing-anything-for-fame" daughter, Stacey, the life at De Santa resident is no ordinary life. Not even mentioning about his cheating wife Amanda, no wonder Michael is so cold hearted. But deep inside, he wants good for his family. Michael De Santa is the planner and the initiative member of the crew. His profit-lust makes him un-retire and get back into business. Not spoiling anything (though everyone has already played through this game) but Michael could've been better off without ever meeting up with Trevor, they got some complicated history.

Meet Trevor: Now this guy is nuts. He has some problems comprehending with people and often just killing anyone in his way, especially business rivals. He runs a company, the ‘Trevor Phillips Industries’ which is mostly drug and firearm deliveries by planes. Assisted by Ron and Wade, Trevor has made multiple enemies across country and has become a public enemy. Does he care none? No. Trevor seems to have a thing about screwing anyone. You might find him doing some private stuff with almost anybody. He cherishes all women possible and can be a sensitive person, especially when it comes to his mother. Otherwise he’s pretty obliged on harassing everyone, both physically and mentally. When switching to Trevor, you might find him in some absurd scenarios, like waking up with a hangover wearing nothing but his underpants on a beach with a dozen bodies.

Gameplay: You'll sink countless hours into this masterpiece, but nothing is perfect. Some things were better in earlier entries in the series. Grand Theft Auto V was the first game in the series that really felt like a true open-world game.

There’s just so much to tell about this game, both good and bad. My opinion is that this game was a little too hyped because even though it’s an amazing game with a lot of play hours to enjoy, there were some disappointments and just from the amount of excitement everyone gave into it, i expected a little more.

To me, this game focuses too much on shooting people and driving around. There is a beautifully designed nature environments out there, Rockstar didn’t utilize this. Sure there’s a couple of missions and other past-time hobbies there but the way I see it, it’s kind of a waste of some good work. It just isn’t done so like you want to spend time there in the wilderness. It’s all in the city life. But this is the feature Grand Theft Auto has had in it the whole time so I don’t know if it’s a good or a bad thing. I just wished more from Blaine County.

The wanted star system is a very good advancement, but has some irritating issues. For example, imagine a situation where you leave your character idling and there happens to be a cop nearby. So what, right? No. If you stare at a cop for some time, you get a star. Well then, you immediately think of escaping. When you start running away, you get an another star. Driving away you find out that it begins spawning cops possibly right in front of you. This sucks because when you get out of their sight, they get a “sight cone” which indicates their vision. And the evading time is something ridiculous.

For once, the game makes it difficult to evade stars if you're on the move, so if there's a bit more heat going on, you're stuck to hiding in alleys and other shady areas. In a game like GTA, you would want to get rid of the lawforces quickly. This is not possible because it’s takes the minimum of about thirty seconds to evade even one star. It sounds like such a short time, but when you are just trying to play and you keep getting those wanted stars, you find yourself hiding quite often just trying to get the cops off of you. Most ridiculous one is when you have high enough wanted level to get chased by helicopters, if you are on a helicopter yourself, evading the stars gets close to impossible. They keep spawning right in front of you and don’t ever stop. If not for the city skyscrapers, evading those pilots would be impossible.

The driving mechanics are one of the best there is. I remember the first times playing, driving was just so satisfying. I don’t mean it’s not still, but you get rather familiar with it. Collision detection and car crashes make the vehicles too heavy in my opinion. You could crash a car going 200 km/h and it would only slide for about ten metres. I don’t mind really, but it’s so different compared to earlier Grand Theft Auto entries, like San Andreas and Vice City. In those games you got the satisfaction of making an NPC car blast off when you hit them.

There are many activities and games other than going through the storyline or terrorizing the city in free mode. There are tennis, yoga, taxi driving missions, darts, going to the movies, playing golf, call and hang with your friends, hunting, the rollercoaster and ferris wheel, collecting hidden items all around San Andreas, doing tasks for strangers and freaks, parachuting, racing by land, sea and air, taking the flight school, surfing the web, walking and playing with your dog, taking rides in a taxi, submerging and scuba diving.

As you can see, there are quite a lot of stuff to do other than missions. Only one problem, most of these are just plain boring. I mean, come on, yoga? And it’s always the same thing. Where are the vigilante and other emergency missions? How about the arcade machines from San Andreas?

In GTA V, you can get drunk, but they removed the ragdoll effect. You can’t do much on the internet. Street Racing gets kind of pointless when you have Franklin’s ability to slow time, of course this is depends on the player. I loved how in GTA 4 (IV) the taxi drivers, if you told them to hurry up, they did. The amusement park contraptions are the worst. Parachute jump doesn’t give me the intense daredevil feeling like it should, but parachutes are really neat generally.

They could have made the underwater world more useful, because I’m loving it! The secrets down there, all those sunken ships and planes in the bottom. There’s quite a few easter eggs below the surface, too. The biggest disappointment was that there’s no sea monster. It would have been awesome when you wander off too far from the island and you hear some crumbling in the distance. Next thing you know, there’s an enormous whale eating you alive. Just writing this gives me the chills, but it’s just my fantasy. The underwater world is not used properly enough, only major purpose is when submerging in two different missions and collecting submarine parts and nuclear waste. That’s pretty much all there is to it.

Graphics: As of 2013, hardware limitations restricted this game from being the most realistic-looking video game up to date! Even today, the graphics are still stunning.

First of all, what I’d like to point out is that the AMOUNT OF DETAIL in this game is incredible. The houses, all the small stuff everywhere. If you were to seach every little detail in San Andreas state, be sure to say good bye to all your relatives. Must I say, this game probably has the best looking explosions to date. I just feel like I'm just saying the same thing over and over again, but my point is that the game is very well made and I tip my small tophat to the leading art team.

Soundtrack: Classic thing for Rockstar to include a bunch of in-game radio stations with licensed songs. The game itself includes incredibly high quality sound effects and voice acting. Being a multi-million company, that's no surprise.

Not much to say about the music in GTA V. There’s pretty much something for everyone considering the genre-sorted radio channels. The songs picked for this game are not exactly up to date. Of course, due to copyright and budget reasons, Rockstar wasn’t able to include much music from today’s lists, so we’ll have to deal with the old-school gems. I just wish they’d include a feature for one to add their own playlist from external devices.

As usual for high companies, sound effects ranging from vehicles to voice acting is top notch. Much like done in graphics, GTA V is as realistic as it gets (not gameplay-wise).

Cinematics: With Rockstar's large budget, it doesn't matter whether you're watching a GTA V cutscene or an acted scene with real people. Perhaps I'm exaggerating, but I know many people such as myself enjoyed not skipping through the story.

Really I don't have anything to tell you about the cutscenes other than they match the quality of the Last of Us and Metal Gear Solid 4 (or any other MGS for that matter), just to name a few.

Conclusion: 9 out of 10. A must buy game for anyone mature enough to handle the freedom of doing anything without responsibilities. Grand Theft Auto V is really the video game you can do anything in. I reduced one point on the final score because of the dull activities in this game.

As much as I enjoyed this game, it does not rise over the original San Andreas. It is most likely out of nostalgia, but I feel like San Andreas had more interesting activities and minigames. If you were to combine GTA V's game engine and graphics into San Andreas and somehow merge the two worlds together, that would be the greatest thing ever.

I apologise for the review being rushed, but I really had no time (being the lazy ass I am) and most of this article was written two years ago. I know I really shouldn't be sorry.

Purchase the game on Steam here or search your local video game dealer.

Bob will be back with us on thursday with a little extension review regarding Grand Theft Auto Online. Be sure to check it out! Next monday we'll get back on normal schedule.

-Mikkelson

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