ive beaten colo 3 twice and ive never died to it and im scared to do colo 3 again now bcz i dont want to lose my title of never died in colo 3

Secret Admirer

A/N: day one of @abiiors valentines week prompt which you can check out here.

This is a mini-series of 7 short stories based on the prompts. They capture 7 significant moments over the span of Matty and Jo’s relationship. From first meeting to happily ever after. Day 1 is their first meeting.

Warnings: none. Except maybe typos

***

Matty watched as she threw herself down next to him, causing the whole couch to shift dramatically in her wake. “Oh,” she mumbled self-consciously when he bent down to pick up his light off the floor, “s-sorry.”

He’d uttered something in response and then offered her the joint off his lips.

She giggled. “N-no, I’m all good thanks.”

Matty realized that it was probably bad form to offer a stranger a little puff of your blunt after you’ve smoked most of it and pulled out a fresh one. “Here. I don’t usually just give them away like that, but….you look like you might need it.”

She hesitated, briefly, not one to accept random offerings from strangers at parties, but he looked non-threatening enough. And he was right. She did need it. “Thanks.”

“I’m Matty, by the way.” He flicked the lighter on for her.

She nodded. “Jo.”

“You’re, erm, Charli’s friend. Yeah?”

“Mhm.”

“Sick.”

From across the room, George gestured for Matty to stop the smoking, but Matty stared him dead in the eyes and shook his head.

“Oh- heads up. My idiot friend is coming over to yell at us.” He warned as George stomped over.

“Matty, this is not that kind of party. Put that away.” George glanced over at Jo, “hey Jo. Have you been corrupted by him, too?”

Her eyebrows raised, “how do you know I wasn’t the one who enticed him”

George cackled. “Cuz I know you,” shooting Matty a look, “and I know him… cmon, mate, not on the new couch. Charli would kill us both.”

Matty groaned, “fine, we’ll go outside. This party is fuckin boring, anyway. Where do you keep the good wine?”

George pointed to the drinks table.

“No, not that. The really good stuff. I’ve not yet figured out where everything goes in this new house.”

“Wine cellar’s in the basement.”

Matty gathered his belongings, getting off the couch. “You comin,’ Jo?”

***

“So, how did you say you know the newly weds? Sorry, I think I’m slightly drunk.” Matty giggled, re-filling her drink and then his own.

“Sold Charli a few prints one day. Then she hired me for her music video. And then one thing led to another. You know how it is. You’re in the band, right?”

“Mhm….prints, like, photography? I paint a bit myself, you know.”

Jo giggled into her wine glass, almost choking on it. “I’m sure you do…”

“I do! I promise. I’m not shit at it either! Why…are you laughing?”

“Sorry, sorry. It’s just….I’ve met guys who look like you. They can all paint or whatever.”

Matty blushed, turning away from her in an attempt to hide his face, he fiddled with the half empty cigarette packet. “What’s that mean? ‘Guys who look like me.’?”

“Oh, you know. The hair and the leather jacket and calling house warming parties boring cuz they don’t have loud music and drugs.”

It was Matty’s turn to laugh now. He took a swig of his drink. “Mhm, mhm…go on, what else?”

“Well, you’re a bit of a wine snob. You stole this bottle from your best friends basement. I’d judge you for it but you’ve got good taste. You’re the front man of the band though so you likely have an attention issue…oh and you probably brag about how much blow you can do ‘without it ever affecting you’ or whatever. Yeah, I know guys like you. You’re charming. Until you’re not. That’s when things get sour.” Jo heard the slight edge in her own voice and knew that she’d betrayed herself. She looked up at the moonlit sky, slightly out of breath.

“Ha! Jokes on you. My drug of choice was always heroin. Well, not anymore, unfortunately. Cuz, well, it definitely affected me. Landed me in rehab even. So I don’t do it anymore but yeah. Cocaine’s fine though. I liked that too. Sometimes.”

“Oh god! I’m so sorry, Matty!” She panicked. “I- I didn’t mean to- I just- fuck. I’m such an idiot. You’re so brave-“

Matty laughed, loudly, placing a hand on her shoulder in reassurance. “It’s fine. I don’t mind at all. Besides, you were too accurate to apologize.” He smiled as he looked directly into her eyes and she caught herself noticing his handsome he is.

“Though it did sound like your assessment wasn’t entirely observational. Some of it came from experience.” He giggled.

“Yeah. We broke up not too long ago.” She whispered under her breath, picking her glass back up. “He was also in a band and all that stuff.”

“Fuck. I’m sorry. I must be really triggering to you, right now. We can’t have that, can we?” Matty proceeded to take off his jacket, tossing it aside. He then ruffled his hair. “There? Is that better? Did he wear any cologne? Do you have any perfume in your purse I can borrow?”

She giggled, “you’re crazy! It’s February! You’ll freeze to death! Stop that!!!”

Matty shrugged. “It’s a small price to pay for individuality.”

“No, no. It’s fine. His band wasn’t even really as successful as the 1975. You can put your jacket back on now. Please. I can’t afford the lawsuit if you die.”

***

“It’s getting late.” Jo announced, standing up and pulling at her dress. “I- should- umm…but I had a nice time, tonight. Thanks for getting me banned from Charli’s couch. It was fun.”

Matty stood up with her, inching closer and towering over her. “The pleasure was all mine, Jo.” He flashed her a pearlescent smile, and something about the way that her name rolled off his tongue made her want to melt into him.

Gently, Matty’s hand cupped her face, checking, for a moment, to see if she’d back away from him. When she didn’t, he leaned in, kissing her. It was soft and smooth. Like silk. Sweet with a bit of spice. And left its taste on both of their tongues, like cinnamon.

She held on to his jacket, her forehead resting against his chin, a shy smile on her face. “Matty, that- was….nice. But-“

“Oh there’s a ‘but.’”

“Not like that. I liked it. I really did. I think it was a good idea. You kissing me. I want you to do it again, but I just think…I wanna remind you. I haven’t been single for too long. I’m not looking for anything- like, serious, or whatever-“

Matty interrupted her by kissing her again, delighting in the way that the surprise made her giggle into his mouth.

***

“Hello, gorgeous.” Matty said as soon as he opened the door to Jo standing in front of him. Pizza box in one hand, a bouquet of roses in the other.

“Hi, Matty.” She leaned her cheek towards him. He responded by kissing it and moving to let her in.

“Netflix is cued up. Have a seat. Hot chocolate’s almost ready.” He walked into the kitchen. “You must be cold.” He spoke as he pulled two mugs out of the cupboard and rummaged around for marshmallows. “Blankets by the tv.”

“Is it…weird that I got those flowers?” She followed him into the kitchen. “I know that it’s only like our fifth date or whatever. But….valentines day is in two days. And I love roses. They don’t really mean anything I just passed by the florist on my way and I-“

“I love roses.” Matty said, turning around to look at her. “In fact, why don’t we find a vase to put them in?”

***

Jo peered out of the window to check for a car but there was none at her door. The peep hole showed nobody at the door either. Hesitantly, she cracked the door slightly opened and looked around. It took her a moment to look down and notice the basket of red roses at her doorstep. With a smile on her lips, she picked it up, noting the small card propped delicately between flowers

To: Jo ♥️

From: your secret admirer

From the distance, she heard a very faint “no! No! Waittttr!!!”

Setting the card back, she looked up to see Matty rushing towards her with three more baskets full of roses in his arms.

“It- I knocked too early, didn’t I! I couldn’t get them all out of the car fast enough. It’s ruined! It was meant to be a joke cuz…. Well, it says ‘secret admirer,’ but like it’s me so it’s not really a secret cuz I’m right here.” He giggled at his own words as he approached her, setting the baskets down to kiss her.

“What? Are those all the roses that the store had?” She laughed.

“Well, yeah.” Matty nodded. “Sorry, are they not enough? I knew it. I should’ve gone-“

“What?? Not enough? Matty, I was joking! Are they actually all the roses from one store? You bought out their entire rose supply? On Valentine’s Day?”

“You said you liked roses, so…” Matty replied as if it was the most obvious course of action, rendering her speechless.

He smiled. “Jo- uhh…Joanne?”

“Josephine actually.”

“Really? What a pretty name! Anyway, yes….erm…Josephine, will you please be my valentine?”

After have digged a lot of shoujo manga be ready for some shoujo cliche! First how does the Matsu react when they notice something on their s/o like a bead crumb or some rice on their cheeks or a leaf on their head?

Osomatsu: He really liked these small moments, eating onigiris with his s/o under the beaming sun. Their face looked so much better too in these moments, but there was something muddling this picture a bit. Oso leaned over, his thumb brushing away the grain of rice but resting near their lips.

“O…oso?” they were looking at him, their cheeks flushing to their ears. He couldn’t help but to… Quickly steal a bite of their snack.

He laughed at their annoyance, and pretended to be shocked when they stole a bite of his food. He kissed their forehead, still chuckling- really this is going to keep him smiling for weeks till next time.

Karamatsu: This was Kara’s big chance. The chance to be the coolest guy, and make his s/o blush from his amazing confidence. Pushing up his sunglasses, he prepares himself for his big line. This has to happen now, and it has to be perfect-

“Hey, hold still a bit.” His s/o beats him to the punch, wiping away his panko crumbs. “Thank goodness I helped, now you’re perfectly cool”

“o-OH.” his cheeks were flushed, he pushed his glasses deeper up. “Thank you, my Karamatsu-world!”

Choromatsu: His s/o had the great plan to eat before he set off to his concert, it was great really- he was concerned at the food they chose. It was dripping with sauce, and ended up on the side of their cheek. He sighed, and with a napkin wiped away the offending liquid.

“Honestly, be careful- You could have dripped onto your cloth-” His nagging stopped when he looked at the closeness between him and his S/o. Causing him to panic, and stand up abruptly, their food landing on him in the process.

His s/o laughed, and walked with him back home so he could get changed- even offering their jacket so he wasn’t too embarrassed.

Ichimastu: Ichi couldn’t believe his luck, getting a tuna onigiri from his s/o. It wasn’t like he deserved it, but they insisted. They chomped onto their food, while petting a cat that was obviously begging. Would…would this be like everyday if they stay together. The idea makes him need a bit of pay back.

Seeing their face have a bit of rice stuck to it snaps him out of his mild embarrassment, and he leans close to his s/o’s face. They mistake it for a kiss, close their eyes- before feeling his tongue lap at their cheek.

“W-wha-!” they cover the spot, and blush. Honestly, serve them right.

Jyushimatsu: After running around the park 4 times, and taking 12 laps at the river- Jyushi ran back to his s/o who was waiting on a picnic blanket with food ready.He really worked into an appetite after running around so much. He stopped when he saw some bread on his s/o’s face and he quickly wiped it away then lifted them up ,and spun.

“J-Jyushi!” they held him tight before Jyushimatsu fell to the ground with them laughing. They also laughed, and rolled off of him. “Come on- let’s have lunch already!”

He couldn’t wait.

Todomatsu: He was sitting at a booth, waiting for his s/o to come back with their croissant and both of their drinks. Swiping through photos of them both on their date- carefully ranking the photos in his mind on which would be best for bragging rights.

“Here Totty~” his focus snapped to them, setting his drink down, then taking a seat by him before taking a bite of the cream filled croissant. A piece of bread stuck to the side of their mouth, and he sighed leaning close- brain still thinking of the photo’s to warn him of his move.

His hand wiped away the bread, and he whispered out “Honestly, you can’t be this cute all the time.” They looked up at him, their face flushed. His brain fully caught up now, he laughed it off and sat down. “My bad- we should take pictures of the drinks together!” that was too close, that almost didn’t feel like it fit his careful persona.

Episode 14: "It's just us two, plus this extra vote."—Zee

In this round: Alex destroys the competition in Puzzle Paradise; Jack narrowly beats out Colin on Purgatory and comes back after tribal council; Zee plays another idol but ultimately doesn't need it (on brand); Champ dabs throughout tribal council; the newly formed 28 and Up alliance splits their votes in case Zee has an idol; and they would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for those meddling kids and their Banked Vote

Alex

Okay, well the back-up plan still worked! Props to Jack for going down swinging and for making it until that last tribal before ever receiving a vote. And props to Champ for reading the way the votes were headed. So Trin is talking jury management and I'll be honest: Kaleigh and Michael are both playing bigger games than me, when I think on it. Michael has had 2 big moves so far and the girls are at least still talking to Kaleigh, but they've fully stopped talking to me. Steven sent his advantage to Kaleigh, Astyn would probably vote Michael as an original Calypso unless they were still upset that he's the one who went home over them, and I'm not gonna get Kolby's vote cause he think I flipped on Soca (props to Zee for that gotta admit). I burned Eman at least once at this point, with stealing their half of the extra vote, though to be fair, that was only a last resort after Zee stole Michael's. Jack I could maybe get but he reached out to me specifically about the Eman move which we ended up not doing so he could easily be feeling burned by that, but realistically he's probably just more impressed with Michael's/Kaleigh's game over mine. Tony would vote Michael. Steven and Colin are the only ones that really feel up in the air but they're also probably impressed by Michael's moves. I am. Even if the girls don't want to vote Kaleigh they'd probably vote Michael over me. There's still a lot of game to go, though, and I don't want to get ahead of myself. But I don't see how I win unless I'm in the finale with other people and tbh that's not a Final 3 I want to be in!! This is all for fun (and stress) and Michael and Kaleigh are the ones I had the most fun with so obviously if I can't win, I want one of them to! I Sorry I'm bad at wordle and choose your own adventures so I never found an idol, I guess? I can make the case that my game was always more social and that I was always willing to be flexible until someone made it clear they were no longer interested in working with me, but at a certain point, all y'all made it clear you didn't want to! If I keep offering I either look a fool or desperate. Again, this is getting aaaahead of myself and damn I would love to get immunity at least once for both security and a little bragging rights, but we'll see what happens. Even if I am kind of the goat out of the three of us, I can't NOT hope that our 3-person minority could make it to the end together after all this.

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LET'S! FUCKING! GOOO! I'll have more to say later, once more strategy gets talked, but FUCK THIS FEELS GOOD. I DOMINATED THAT.

Kaleigh

sigh this game is rly something huh??? colin and jack are in purgatory, we are at final six, and colin is presumably coming back today. zee lost her vote last round so i’m guessing colin did that LOL wonderful. who will go home tonight? i do not know. i need to go to the grocery store for pesto and tinned fish. so. we have champ and zee, obviously a tight pair, and then me, alex, michael, and tony. champ and zee are SCRRAAAAAMBLING! i do feel zee has an idol, but that might j be bananas. but i do feel it. she is RELENTLESS. now saying she’s down to flip on champ. my god. maybe we will try to make it seem like it’s gonna be champ in the hopes that zee will feel safe enough to not play her idol (if she has one) and then j vote for zee. i still have my steal a vote and my idol. idk what’s gonna happen tonight. alex won the puzzle challenge and did insanely well, good for u alex!!! like damn!!! everyone has been kinda offline for the past couple days, it feels like we are j all burnt out - we have been playing for 33 days and i’m just zzzzzz tired. we’ll see what’s in store tonight. also i started reading a good book it’s called the indifferent stars above :)

Zee

So we lost Jack last tribal after Tony flipped, another hot girl, gone with the wind. This is very much not ideal, however I did expect it. Tony and Michael are Ride or Dies, I’ve been saying this since we hit the merge. Michael and Tony refuse to vote each other, so when Tony suggested Michael last tribal I had a bad feeling, especially with Eman gone, Tony had no reason to align with us anymore. But I banked my vote in the hopes that things would go well, and as a bit of security in case they didn’t. Currently there’s six of us left, Champ and I have been playing from the bottom/in the hot seat ever since the Raffy vote out, and since then our numbers have been quickly dwindling from flips and vote outs. It’s just us two, plus this extra vote. Problem is, I don’t want to use my idol, because if I use my idol and Champ goes home, then I’m idolless, and I was planning to use this to idol myself into final four. Our only hope right now is to pull one or two people from the other side onto our side.

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Last night I said to Kaleigh like, what is going to happen once they finally vote the rest of us out? They’ll have to turn on each other. I should probably say more about that today too tbh. Like, she’s the only girl, and if Jack comes back that means they’ll have to turn inward at final four, and if not, they’ll have to turn inward at final five if Colin is the one to come back. Tony and Michael would bring each other without a doubt, so it would be her or Alex battling it out in final four, or Alex would vote with the majority in final five, adding Kaleigh to the Jury. All she replied last night was “oh I’ll have to think about it. I want to see the challenge results.” which roughly translates to “Oh I won’t be voting with you, I just want to see if either of you win the challenge so we know who to pick.” Kaleigh also said last night that she “wasn’t willing to go to rocks” if it was a 3-3 vote, so I suggested she bring in Alex and we vote Tony or Michael, genuinely I don’t even care if it’s Tony at this point. I doubt she will but we’ll see.

Tony

The final countdown! I’ve obviously flipped over to the 28+ club and it’s been nice so far. I’m trying to go final 4 with Alex, Kaleigh, and Michael but tbh, would love to make it to final two with Michael but only time shall tell! I’m nervous if Jack returns as he knows I voted for him. I’m also nervous about Colin because I’m not sure if he’ll want to work with me.

Zee

Me and Champ really need to bust our asses off and pull some A-level gameplay in order to survive this tribal in the slim hopes that Jack comes back. I’m suggesting that we tell Tony that Alex and Kaleigh suggested either him or Michael for the tribal, and that they’re planning to blindside them, maybe even fabricate some messages that Kaleigh could have written. Tell them that since it’s only us two we genuinely don’t care anymore and just wanted to let them know. Then suggest that they Vote Kaleigh with us. I mean, I’ve been playing/trying to play a pretty honest game so far, but at this point it doesn’t really seem worth it if it means I get voted out. I really don’t want to waste my idol. Not after last time. Also there’s at least one other idol out there that somebody else found, and it could be Alex or Kaleigh since Alex said that stupid chicken phrase. If we can scatter their votes, then we can have the power in numbers with our three votes. And we could finally get Michael out, OR, vote Kaleigh, but I don’t really want to take that risk.

Michael

Last ditch efforts to flip me by zee and Champ are kind of wild, but it's survivor. Feel like I'm going home tonight, every night I don't go home from last tribal on is a win to me. They should really cut me. If they were smart they would cut me rn.

Champ

Everyone left in the game is so ugly tbh except queen Zee- she’s so iconic duh! Musty Michael thinks he’s running the game LOL! Anyways tonight I’m dressed for my funeral tonight🫶🏻

Tribal Council

Champ: Tony (NOT TRAITOR TONY EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EW)

Zee: Tony (Bonk)

Zee (Banked Vote): Tony (Bonk Bonk)

Alex: Champ (I’m just part of a split that’ll hopefully result in you still being here. If not, nothing personal I promise <3.)

Kaleigh: Zee (i somehow doubt ur going home but ily :’))

Michael: Champ (Hey no hard feeling we just ended up on different sides, I could see myself playing with you in the future! Who knows it could be me tonight.)

Tony: Zee (your challenge endurance is unmatched and I’ve had a great time playing with you.)

Here’s What Happened After Bumbling Baller Herschel Walker Brandished A Bogus Badge During Georgia Senate Debate

Bossip

Herschel Walker Memes Surface After "Prop Badge" Fiasco

Source: Elijah Nouvelage / Getty

What’s scarier than Herschel Walker with a badge (and gun)? Herschel Walker with a U.S. Senate seat and on Friday, his long-awaited face-off with Sen. Raphael Warnockgave Georgia voters a hilariously unhinged preview of both.

The debate tackled difficult issues like raising the minimum wage during rampant price-gouging, reproductive rights, and Walker’s status as a “Special Deputy.” NewsOne reports the moderator scolded the Republican nominee for brandishing a “prop” badge during the debate.

Warnock eloquently balanced concerns about supporting the police while holding them accountable for misconduct. In response to questionable claims that he lowered police morale and enrollment, Warnock fired his best zinger about Walker’s “problem with the truth.”

“One thing I have not done — I have never pretended to be a police officer. And I’ve never threatened a shootout with the police,” Warnock said to his loudest cheers of the night.

Without skipping a beat, Walker pulled out a “prop” badge to double down on his widely debunked background in law enforcement.

“I am work with many police officers,” Walker said, proudly holding the badge like a big joker.

Walker’s History Of False Cop Claims

In August, NewsOne covered some of Walker’s fact-checked law enforcement lies. The football legend previously said he’s “proud to serve the blue as an Honorary Agent and Special Deputy Sheriff of Cobb County for many years.”

In reality, Walker’s honorary certificate holds as much weight as receiving a crown from Burger King but that didn’t stop him from fronting for a crowd of U.S. Army members.

“I worked in law enforcement, so I had a gun. I put this gun in my holster and I said, ‘I’m gonna kill this dude,'” he bragged at an Army suicide prevention event in 2013, according to the Atlanta Journal-Constitution.

In 2017, Walker said, “I work with the Cobb County Police Department, and I’ve been in criminal justice all my life.”

“It gives you absolutely no law enforcement authority. It’s like a junior ranger badge,” said former DeKalb County District Attorney J. Tom Morgan about the “honorary deputy” status.

The “political token” isn’t good for much more than getting out of a traffic ticket. The Cobb County Sheriff’s office confirmed they have no records of Walker ever actually working for them. By 2019, the Heisman Trophy winner leveled up to the feds, claiming he was also an honorary agent.

“I worked for law enforcement, y’all didn’t know that either? I spent time at Quantico at the FBI training school. Y’all didn’t know I was an agent?” Walker said to an auditorium of soldiers.

Does he know that “if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em” has a lot more steps in the middle when you’re joining these agencies? The bar for cop recruits is obviously too low, but not thatlow.

Walker’s McLovin-level credentials and top-flight security fables stole the show during Friday’s debate, however, it’s important to remember that he didn’t have a plan or policy for any serious issues facing Georgia voters.

While laughing at the hilarious badge memes, remember that Walker has the same machine behind him as Trump. The risk of Walker winning after blatant election tampering from his party, in Georgia specifically, is no laughing matter.

Little Lady Part 4

Joker/52 x Reader SFW Before Series one

A shudder ran down Y/N’s spine as she felt dark, glass-covered eyes land on her, she could always feel it when Giovanni looked at her by the way her skin crawled, “Did you have fun, Y/N?” There was no point in pretending she didn’t know that he knew where she had been all afternoon and with a defeated exhale she turned on her heel to follow him to his office. The tiny hairs at the back of her neck stood up as they got closer to his office – she knew he was already there. Her Captain. Giovanni was not her Captain; he was just accommodating her presence there for someone else. Taking a breath before walking into the office behind Giovanni, she immediately spotted the large man stood in the middle of the sparse room, his green eyes dull as he stared at her. Y/N tried to ignore the sound of skittering feet and buzzing wings; the shelves all around were filled with vials of insects. She didn’t understand Giovanni’s obsession with bugs. “He trusts me.” Not waiting to be told to speak, not needing the prompt, the woman began her report, “Jo- Five-Two trusts me enough to share personal information, it’s skewered and he plays it off as being stories about monsters and lions. I am certain I could get him to show me where he resides in The Nether, even get information on what he is doing.” “We’re not interested in what he’s doing, complete your mission.” Her Captain took a step toward her and it took everything in her power to not move, to not react or show even a hint of fear, “Does he still believe he’s special? That he’s different?”

“Yes.” She felt goosebumps all over her body the second he was close enough that she could feel his body heat. He leaned down to speak behind her ear, “Are you different?” It was a loaded question, so heavy Y/N thought her knees would buckle, “Are you special?” “No. I am part of a group, we are a collective. We are one, sharing the same thoughts and protecting the Church.” Her voice was monotone, almost dead as she repeated the words he had beat into her over the years. He knew best though, he did this to protect her… so that she didn’t get burnt up with everyone else. The Captain brushed his finger along her cheek, watching as she didn’t even flinch, “Then complete your mission, Five-Two.”

x- - “What’s the news, Licht?” Joker closed the door behind him as he entered the little underground hideout, “You look into the kid I riled at the Rookie games?” He watched as the young scientist mixed up a few brightly coloured liquids, his tongue poking out as he got it just right. “He’s recently finished his final year of training, Mr Devil’s Footprints has a reputation,” Tilting his head back he grinned at the other, “How was your date?” They fell into easy conversation, drinking coffee and messing around with the formula of a new weapon Joker could use if in a pinch. The younger man poked and prodded until Joker told him more about Y/N - he liked to keep her all to himself but he also enjoyed bragging about how sweet his Little Lady was. Maybe one day he would introduce her to Licht and clue her in on what they were doing; she always seemed to understand more than he thought she would. Maybe she would understand that he was searching for the truth, he was trying to figure out why the world sucked and then he would fix it. “I tried looking her up. Y/N doesn’t have much of a history - she seems a little boring for someone like you, Joker?” He shook his head, “Normal house, normal school, joined the Fire Force, average graduation and then joined Company 3,” smoke from his cigarette formed into the letters ‘A to B’ before shifting into a heart, “Maybe I like boring? Maybe I like the simple things in life?” “You’ll want a wedding and babies next, how you gonna save the world?” Licht watched Joker choke on air and the long-haired man told him to shit up; though the scientist couldn’t miss the other’s blushes.

Two weeks passed since their rendezvous at the hotel and Joker hadn’t managed to catch Y/N alone at all. If he had thought she were capable he would have suspected she was avoiding him, somehow able to give him the slip but she wasn’t that skilled. She had always jumped or gasped when he appeared out of nowhere. There was always someone with her, she never seemed to be where he was used to her being… When he did get a chance it was too perfect. She didn’t even scare when he stepped up behind her in the hallway, “Hey, Little Lady.” Y/N turned her head to look at him over her shoulder and smiled, “Hey, stranger. You been busy or something?” “Me?” The man blinked at her dumbly, “I’ve been trying forever to get you alone, I was gonna ask you on a date but I couldn’t get the chance,” taking her hand he gave her a gentle tug, “So now I gotta kidnap you.” That was all the warning he gave her before telling her to go get changed and meet him outside. Joker waited for her in the alley, brushing a stray hair from his black sweater and patting at the appliqué ‘J’ he had sewn on himself. It was his favourite casual top and he knew it was soft for cuddling in; he hoped to get lots of those. She was taking too long… Tying his hair into a ponytail and adjusting his bandana over his eye Joker decided to go and check on her. Barely two steps forward and he saw her around the corner, “Wow…” The woman had put on an outfit that flattered her perfectly, his purple eye couldn’t stop admiring her, she’d dressed up for him and was even wearing the purple scarf he had ‘helped’ her choose. “I thought you were kidnapping me.” No sooner had the words left her that Joker was making good on his promise to take her out. Y/N was surprised that he had taken her to a rooftop of an abandoned building a few blocks away - there, she found he had set up a table and two chairs. He even added a white table cloth. “You… this is…” There was a bottle of wine in an ice bucket and two glasses waiting for them, “This is perfect.” Y/N looked at him as he grinned, he was drifting smokey love hearts her way and she wafted them away with a small smile, “I suppose this makes up for the trouble you got me in with my Captain.”

“That bird faced geezer,” the man pulled a chair out for her and tucked it in as she sat, “You can handle him.”

“Giovanni isn’t a problem,” Y/N leaned her elbows on the table and then rested her chin on her fist, “He’s just useful.”

Joker’s smile dulled a little, leaning back in his chair, “Useful?” That was a very strange way to talk about her boss, “What’s he do? Lay you eggs?” “Joker, who do you think replaced the monster that ran away, the one from your story?” His eye narrowed and Joker looked at the woman seriously - this wasn’t right - she seemed different. Usually, she was cheery with him, usually, she would fall into a small rant about the idiots she worked with and then they would talk about anything and everything. She wasn’t being as open, her body language was stiff and her tone was off. “It was just a story, Little Lady, I guess they just stole another one… Are you okay?” Maybe the sunset dinner was too much, he’d overstepped and was messing things up. She’d dressed up for him and here he was dressed in his casuals, “I can take you somewhere nicer if you wa-” “Did you ever think about the poor little monster that took your place?” Y/N’s jaw was tensed as she stared across the table at him, he glanced down to see her hands were fisted on the edge of the table. The sensation of adrenaline rushing through him was unwelcome, he shouldn’t feel this way when he was with her. Joker poured them both a glass of wine and took a sip to try and calm his sudden nerves, “I just wanted to get out of there, Y/N.” “Sorry,” All of a sudden her body relaxed and she reached across the table to hold his hand, “It’s been a hard week and your story kind of freaked me out - I had a few bad dreams.” “Dreams?” Taking another sip he nodded, “I didn’t mean to upset you, but don’t worry about that stuff, I’ll protect you, Little Lady.”

Y/N smiled gently at him, “I don’t think you’re a monster. I’ve really enjoyed being with you, Joker, at first I really didn’t know what to think - you scared the hell out of me and I panicked… I really thought that was it for me but then you rescued me from that closet.” He could have left her there to die or even killed her himself, “I didn’t appreciate the stalking either but you were just trying to get my attention, right?” Y/N got up from her seat and headed to the edge of the roof, the sun was going down and Tokyo was lighting up in front of them. “I really love watching the city, so much movement and life, the lights are so pretty too… And the sun always feels so warm, even on cold days.” Something still felt off but Joker got up and stood behind her, his arms either side of her body as he held onto the rail, “You’re one of the only people I know who appreciates something as simple as traffic at night and sunshine… You’re right though, I wanted your attention - I followed you around like some lost dog and you were kind enough to pet me.”

“I was looking for your weakness, to see what made you work and how to get past your defences.” She felt him laugh against her back and she turned around - his arms wrapping around her waist loosely, “You shouldn’t laugh, I might be serious.” She was saying some very strange things tonight. “You’re making me nervous, and not even because you dressed up so nice for me.”

“I wanted you to remember me looking my best.” Joker opened his mouth to speak, his expression confused at her words before it morphed into disbelief as he felt a sharp pain slide through his ribs. A shuddering breath escaped him, slowly his gaze turned down to focus on her hand wrapped around the hilt of a knife. “I want you to remember me looking pretty, being different and feeling almost special to someone.” Y/N twisted the knife sharply; his punctured lung being skewered and torn before a rush of blood began to soak into his sweater when it was pulled free. “I want you to see what the monster that replaced you could have been if she’d been left with her family. You said you wanted to get out of there, that the world sucked - and you’re right, it does suck. It sucks because I lost my family, it sucks because I was forced into a deep, dark hole and told to survive. It sucks that I had to fight and strip away anything that made me unique. And Why?” Somehow she had been able to keep her voice level and her tone calm, she cleaned the blood off the nice with the corner of the table cloth.

“Because you wanted to get away.” Joker’s arm stretched out to grab her, fingertips barely brushing her clothes as she stepped back out of his reach. He stumbled and fell onto his hands and knees, crimson painted the cement beneath him and the man coughed up blood and fluid. “The Holy Sol’s Shadows really are monsters. I hate them, I hate all of them and it really fucking sucks, Five-Two. It sucks that I wait in the dark, trying to fit into the collective, thinking the same way, doing the same things but no matter what… the Captain always finds fault with me.” The Captain? His hand clamped over the bleeding wound in some sort of attempt to stop the bleeding, “Y/N… I… you can- ugh…fuck…” “I can what?” Y/N pulled her chair out and sat down to watch him collapse onto his side - gasping like a fish on dry land, “Run away? They’ll just get a new ‘Five-Two’ and I’ll put some other kid through this hell. You tainted the number; no matter who takes our place they will be ostracised.”

“L-little… La-” spots danced in front of his eye, his vision blurring as he began to lose consciousness. “I… I loved - I l…!” Joker gagged as blood and bile forced its way up into his mouth. “I’m not your ‘Little Lady’ or Y/N. My name is Five-Two and if you really loved me - you’ll die.”

Y/N picked up her wine glass and took a drink, “I knew that there was no way I could face you head-on, it’s why I ran the first time… I didn’t plan on getting myself caught but you tried to offer me comfort, you showed me a steak of kindness and I knew then and there that was the way to beat you. To sit and play a nervous rookie whilst you pretended to be a hero.” Watching him drag himself over the floor to get closer, she tipped her glass to allow the expensive red wine to pour onto his head and run down his hair to join the blood under him. “You’re not a monster.” The woman placed the glass back onto the table and stood to leave, “Monster’s don’t fall in love or care so much about a world that sucks that they want to fix it… you never belonged to the shadows. I’m sorry you don’t get that happy ending you wanted.”

Though his ears were filled with the sound of rushing blood and a too rapid heartbeat, he could hear her walking away, Joker tried to reach out, wanting so badly to stop her - to save her. What had he done?

He was going to die but all he could think about was how Y/N was going back to that place, how he had ripped the sun out of her hands to bask in its light. Why did the people he met, the people that helped him… why did they always have to die or suffer just because of him?

He was cold. And it was getting dark… A brief thought swept through his mind like smoke from his cigarettes; He wondered if she still had his card. x - - The End

My thoughts on J with a s/o that plays video games

I was inspired by @loveletterstoledger​ and their wonderful hc's on gaming. I just wanted to share my own concepts. I based and wrote this from my own experiences- from what games I like to play and how I play. This ended up unnecessarily long, but what can I say? I have no regrets. Anyways, enjoy my fellow(and non-fellow) gamers💘

Warnings- Cursing & brief mentions of violence

There were many things about you that never cease to amaze and humor Joker. Like the time he found you on the couch, intently staring at the flat screen with a game controller in your hands.

You loved playing video games, especially the graphic and violent ones. Call of Duty, Grand Theft Auto, Mortal Kombat, Twisted Metal, House of the Dead: Overkill Extended cut, and Street Fighter were a few you often played on two different consoles. Especially online where you could play with/against others.

Without bragging, you've become a fairly proficient player. Playing them over some time, always finding ways to improve your skills. The more you played, the better you got.

J never shared your interest in such games simply because he lives them out in real life on the daily. Gunfire, explosions, and violence are already apart of his dangerous lifestyle. So why waste his time watching or acting it out on a TV screen when he could go out and do all of that himself?

However, that didn't stop him from watching you play sometimes. Whether he was sitting next to you on the sofa fiddling with his knives, or glancing over while he'd work on some wild contraction on your kitchen table.

"Think you're good at that, huh? How about coming with me tonight? I'll give ya that same gun an' we can ah, test that out." He'd slyly remark, laughing when you’d agree to take him up on it.

It amused him to see how competitive you'd get, so invested in the game you were currently playing. Which you were quite good at, he thought to himself.

He didn’t peg you for as the “gamer” type, and he found it interesting that you were into that violent stuff. Then again, you were with him, so it didn’t come off as much of a surprise. 

He especially found entertaining the frustration you exude when things weren't working well for you in the session/lobby. Whether it was lag or you getting your ass kicked.

Now you're not much of a sore loser, in fact you're actually a chill and clean player. Although, you do have your moments. Muttering and sometimes even shouting profanities aloud like, "Idiot!" // "Damn it." // "Fuck me!"

"What? Here, now?" Would J playfully tease you, snickering when you'd shoot him an annoyed glare. "Sheesh, you're rather feisty, bunny. Gettin' all worked up over a measly game."

"Yeah, one that I'm losing!"

The ones he likes to watch you play often are GTA and COD. At times he was helpful, and other times he was purposely obnoxious.

"Watch the health bar." // "Reload the gun." // "Look to the left. Shoot! He's right there!" // "Ah, see? Had ya just listened to me, ya would have won. I would've."

"It's because I was listening to you that I got my ass whooped." You'd argue back. "I'd like to see you have a go at it! If you're so confident in that statement, then prove it. Play me a round."

That was a clear challenge, and J does enjoy himself a challenge. A wide grin splits his painted cheeks, scars bunching up in genuine amusement as he'd cackle. "You ah, sure about that toots? Because, I'd have no problem in beating you at your own game."

But you paid no mind, already handing him the spare controller, donning a confident smile of your own. "Postive."

You set it up- COD one-on-one Team Deathmatch, twenty minutes. Player with the most kills at the end wins. You briefed him of the remote buttons and special moves. He chose the map, and you started.

The first half, you took it easy. Let him ease into the game. Right off the bat was he running around the map and shooting wildly. But J was a fast learner, he quickly got the hang of it.

"I'll bite, this is a little fun.."

After killing you a couple times, he became too cocky. "Come on, doll. I've seen ya play better than that. Go hard, huh?"

He asked for it. Switching back into gamer mode, you showed no mercy. Headshots, sniper shots, melee attacks, you name it. Soon racking up kill after kill. Now, it was your turn to laugh and J didn't like that.

His cackling stopped and he grew irritated. Hands tensing around the controller, you thought he was going to break it. Frustrated growls left him each time your count went up. He was losing, and he hated to lose. Which ended up being the case once the round was over.

"I don't like this game." He grumpily mumbles, carelessly tossing the controller to the side.

"Awe come on J, don't be such a sore loser." You'd sprinkle salt on the wound, mimicking his tone from earlier back against him- "It's just a game."

That point on, he made it his goal to beat you. Or at least give you good competition. But mostly just to beat you so he could have the satisfaction in winning. Joker had to win.

When he wasn't busy terrorizing the city, messing with Bats, drawing up a plan, or spending quality time with you- he was on your console. Playing against others online, just how you would. Practicing, getting better.

You've actually walked in on him a few times, his focused eyes glued to the screen. It was a funny sight to see, and you wondered if that's how you looked when you played.

One evening you came home to find a large, opened box containing a bunch of game controllers on your table. "Um J, where did you get these?"

"I found 'em." He stole them. Off to his side there were already two broken ones. "Oh- which reminds me," he hands you a brand new copy of your signature controller. "I sort of uh, used yours." In translation, he got mad and broke it.

Once he knew he mastered his skills, which didn't take him long, he challenged you to a proper rematch.

You gladly accepted, thinking this oughta be good. And no doubt it would be, you've watched him, he's going to be a real competitor.

"What do ya say we take it up a notch, hm bunny?" To make things more interesting, Joker thought it would be fun to raise the stakes and you couldn't agree more. Wagering a bet of whatever the winner desires. You each laid yours down and finally agreed.

Everything was set up the same as last time. While the screen was loading, you looked towards J who held a half smirk. He was gonna play dirty, you were sure of it. Anticipating it even. Sometimes, it's fun playing dirty. He always made it such.

You grinned, offering words of encouragement. "Good luck J, may the odds be in your favor~"

I was in a writing rut, and this was really fun to do. I hope I didn’t write him too out of character, if I did.

ALBUM REVIEW- Bobby Tarantino III

“Rapping just to rap, what the f*** happened to that?/ Mainstream took a hold of my soul, but I made it back/ Bringin' it back to the roots on some Dat's Dat/ I've rhymed for the love of it, this right here is my covenant/ Since I was a youngin' eatin' cheese from the government/ Come on now, no matter where you at up in the world we on now/ Me and my dogs do it different, yеah, that's on the pound/ If you want to know what we on right now listen to thе sound”

About a year after Logic announced his retirement, he returns for somewhat of an epilogue. A farewell both to his career and his contract with Def Jam. Returning one last time with a familiar, strong sound reminiscent of No Pressure, YSIV, and his debut project Under Pressure, Logic gives a pretty solid ending to his up and down career.

I didn’t have high hopes for this project because Bobby Tarantino and Bobby Tarantino II were both filler between projects. Mixtapes he made to satisfy eager fans in anticipation for the album he’s actually putting effort into. This means it usually had forgettable bragging and lyrical flexing. However, Bobby Tarantino III has a very different vibe.

Logic seems much more peaceful, confident, and mature on this record. He doesn’t perform outside of his comfort zone nor attempt any out-of-the-box feats. As he describes in the track “See You Space Cowboy”, this definitely feels like a project he did “off the cuff just for fun”. The production is balanced on the entire record; he doesn’t lyrically outperform any instrumentals, and no compositions and beats overshadow his delivery. 

The safe nature of this record I think plays to Logic’s advantage. If he would’ve made something too preachy like Everybody or really conceptual like The Incredible True Story, it would’ve risked being too much. One of the main strengths Logic has is being a more positive, innocent-sounding rapper who many can listen to and enjoy without being too sad, emotional, or contemplative. His lyricism never compared to top-tier rappers like Kendrick Lamar, J Cole, Pusha-T or any of his idols. So when he attempted being hard hitting or tried to be too poetic, it came off like he was copying his contemporaries and couldn’t foster an original sound. Bobby Tarantino III fells like his own sound. Bobby Tarantino III is a very easy listen and I think closes out his career better than No Pressure. If this actually closes out his career that is.

Now while this album does feel like Logic utilizing his own sound, there was one spot it felt he pulled inspiration too heavily from others:  “God Might Judge”. He straight up says in the beginning the production sounds like “College Dropout Kanye”, referencing the iconic chipmunk sampling Kanye has used throughout his discography. However, this sounds HEAVILY like Drake’s “Nice For What”. The beat, sample, and Logic’s flow all sound like he’s parodying “Nice For What”. It wasn’t listed as a credit, but that song had to influence this one. Logic has always produced songs that stole flows and beats from others, most notably Kendrick Lamar and Drake. So while this album does feel like Logic utilizing his own sound, his own sound usually means at least one or two songs being copied from another artist. 

Also real quick, I hated “Stupid Skit”. It was indeed a stupid skit. 

If Logic continues to put out fun, random mixtapes like this, I wouldn’t consider it a revival of his career. His mixtapes have generally been solid so if he feels the need to continue “rapping just to rap”, I think he’ll maintain a generally positive outlook from his fans. Bobby Tarantino III is solid. If you don’t like Logic, you won’t like this album. But if you do, it’s a culmination of the skills Logic executes well.

Top 3 Tracks: 

1) untitled

2) Call Me

3) See You Space Cowboy

Overall Grade: C+

*After a successful bank heist*

Neo: *Proudly twirling Pyrrha's tiara around her finger*

Roman, sighing: Did you honestly have to steal that girl's headpiece during the fight?

Neo: *Proudly kisses headpiece*

Roman, sighing: God damn it, Neo.

Neo, signing: I regret absolutely nothing at all.

Roman: Of course you don't. Why would you. It's not like you probably just pissed off the strongest student at that damn school or anything. That's totally not going to bite us in the ass for the next time we run into them.

Neo, signing: Chillax, I have a plan, Roman. So stop complaining.

Roman, sarcastically: Oh really? What is it then? Having bragging rights that you manage to steal Pyrrha Nikos' tiara or something.

Neo, signing: What? No! My plan is much more complicated than that, so shut that mouth already and trust me.

Roman, sighing: It better be one hell of a plan then.

*days later, during another heist*

Roman, hiding behind cover: Shit Neo, not only the cops are here but also those damn Beacon brats, with that Pyrrha girl! What are we going to do!?

Neo, smirking while wearing Pyrrha's tiara: *Salutes farewell Roman*

Roman: What the hell are you doi—

*Neo pokes her head out of cover*

Pyrrha, pointing: HEY! THATS THE GIRL WHO STOLE MY TIARA!

Neo: *Blows Pyrrha a kiss and winks at her before running off*

Pyrrha: H-HEY! G-GET BACK HERE, MISSY! THAT'S MINE! *Chases after Neo*

Roman, impressed: Holy shit, she got the most powerful student out of my hair actually. That was actually pretty smart of her. Hmm, I guess I shouldn't underestimate her.

*Literally not only 5 minutes later*

Roman, running away: Oh shit oh shit! This is bad! I still need help! The other brats are after me! Where's Neo!? I need her right now!!! Oh shit, oh fuck! Neo help me!!!!!!!!

*Meanwhile, after a fight between Pyrrha and Neo*

Neo, straddling a pinned down Pyrrha while smirking: *Still wearing her tiara*

Pyrrha, blushing: G-get off m-me.

Neo: *Seductively trace Pyrrha's jaw line with her finger*

Pyrrha, squeaking: W-what are you doing— l-look, c-can I j-just please have my t-tiara b-back? I-it's really special to m-me.

Neo, licking her lips: *signing* Whats in it for me?

Pyrrha, awkwardly: Uh.....the satisfaction of doing the right thing?

Neo, signing: Nope~

Pyrrha: O-okay u-uhm then.....I-I'll turn m-my back and let you go if you give it back to me, I promise! I won't try and pursue you at all.

Neo, smirking: *signing* You'll let me go, a known criminal, if I would actually give this to you? Wouldnt that go against what you believe in as a huntress?

Pyrrha, shamefully looking away: W-well uhm....l-look, can I just please have it back? P-please? I-I'll let you go. Swear on it:

Neo, signing: Hmm.....that's a very tempting offer to be honest, I might just take it.....but if you don't mind, I have another offer I will like to throw on the table.

Pyrrha: Another offer? W-what do you m-mean?

Neo, sighing: Question, did me stealing your tiara last time we fought make you angry?

Pyrrha, awkwardly: Well uhm.....yeah, I guess. Why?

Neo, with a happy glint in her eyes: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Pyrrha, blushing: Uhm...w-what's with that face?

Neo, seductively smiling: *signing* I'll give you back your tiara if you.....punish me~

Pyrrha, confused:.......eh?

Neo, signing: I want you to punish this little bad criminal for stealing this from you and making you angry in the first place, because I've been a very bad girl that need to be put in her place~

Pyrrha, eyes wide:........*voice cracking* W-what?

Neo, signing: You heard me. I want you to punish me for being naughty all night, and I'll give you your tiara back.

Pyrrha, squeaking: L-look, I'm not in the mood for jokes. I-I just want my tiara bac—

Neo, signing: I'm not joking. I'm dead serious. I find you absolutely gorgeous and I want you to punish me for as long as you want, doing whatever you please to me. And don't worry being too rough, cause I'll be able to take ALL it.

Pyrrha, mouth open in shock:..........

Neo, signing: *smirking* So come on, let me help you get rid of that pent up anger I caused. It's the least I could do after all~

Pyrrha, wide eyed: .........*Embarrassed whimpers*

Neo, signing: So what will it be, Red? Are you going to punish me cause I absolutely deserve it? Or would you rather have the boring option?

Pyrrha: *Pyrrha exe. has shut down*

Neo: *silently giggles*

Roman, panicking in the distance: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, NEO!? *Loud explosion* OH MY GOD, HOW MUCH AMMO DO YOU HAVE!

Nora, laughing manically in the distance: A SHIT TON!!!

*explosion*

Roman, high pitched in the distance: AHHHHHHHHH HELP ME!

Neo, signing: *rolling eyes* Oh shoot. Well that's my call. See you around, Red. *Winks* And make sure to consider my offer. Oh and don't worry about your tiara, I'll keep it safe for next time we meet up. See you around. *Winks* *Teleports away*

Pyrrha, too exhausted to even attempt to find her: *face on fire* H-hey wait! G-get back here! *Sighs* Gosh darn it.

Jaune, running up: Hey! Is everything alright?! I tried to keep up with you two but I fell behind. What happened? Did you get your tiara back? Where did that girl go?....hey, why is your face red?

Pyrrha, squeaking: N-NO R-REASON!

J/H 6-16: Man With Money

Continuing the trend of refocusing the arc kicked off by Jackie's mom to actually be about Jackie...

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SHOW TITLE   INT. FORMAN BASEMENT – NIGHT   A small section of the gang laze around – HYDE in his chair, DONNA on one end of the couch and FEZ on the other, KELSO in the lawn chair. Kelso and Fez are dressed rather “sporty” for just sitting around.   ERIC comes down the stairs, wearing an extremely ‘70s three-piece orange suit with a brown shirt and awful tie. He pauses at the landing and strikes a pose.   ERIC: Well? Is orange my color?   HYDE: If you’re planning on being ringmaster at the pumpkin patch carnival this Halloween.   Eric strolls down the rest of the way, sits next to Donna on the couch. He notices her and Hyde’s casual attire.   ERIC: You two aren’t dressing up? Come on – it’s a cocktail party.   DONNA: It’s your parents’ cocktail party. You’ve never even wanted to go to one before, let alone dress for it.   ERIC: Hey, I’m an engaged man, Donna, soon to be married. It’s time to start showing a little class and maturity at social events.   DONNA: You’re in that suit because my dad’s bringing Jackie’s mom, aren’t you?   ERIC: That might have something to do with it.   KELSO: Man, Pam Burkhart. One time, back when I was dating Jackie, Pam was trying to wash her car, right, and she leaned over and, like, squeezed out the sponge. That’s all I remember, ‘cause I rode my bike straight into a tree. She’s why I’m dressed up.   FEZ: Me too. She is like a glorious golden sun goddess looking for strapping young temple boys. Mexico was very good to her.   He, Kelso, and Eric all sigh and gaze dreamily up to the ceiling.   HYDE: Hey, can we shut up about Pam?   KELSO: Hyde, if you’ve got a better subject of conversation than the finest set of T and A on any of our moms, I don’t think I wanna hear it.   HYDE: Yeah, well, that great T and A are on a lousy mom who ditched their kid, and now that she’s back, Jackie’s a mess. There’s so much crying going on in my room, I’m gonna need a drainage pump or an Aqua-Lung.   KELSO: Oh, like in Creature from the Black Lagoon? The chick in that movie is pretty smokin’ too.   FEZ: (gasps) If you put her together with Mrs. Burkhart, you have the sun and water goddesses!   He, Kelso, and Eric look up and sigh again.   HYDE: I just need everyone to zip it about Pam before Jackie gets here.   DONNA: Yeah, and definitely don’t say anything about her mom dating my dad. Jackie doesn’t know yet, and we haven’t figured out how to tell her.   As Donna says the back half of that line, JACKIE comes down the stairs.   JACKIE: Tell me what?   She sits in Hyde’s lap and looks to Donna, expecting.   DONNA: Um... that Hyde signed you up for ballroom dance lessons.   JACKIE/HYDE: What?   They look to each other. Jackie is beaming; Hyde doesn’t know what the hell just happened.   JACKIE: I can’t believe you finally agreed to that!   HYDE: (glares at Donna) Neither can I.   KELSO: (laughing) Hyde in dance class?   HYDE: Man, you know why they call it a “ballroom?” ‘Cause that’s what they might as well cut off every man who sets foot in one.   JACKIE: Okay, I know I’m going to have to put up with a lot of complaining like that, but I’m finally going to have you out on the dance floor in a tuxedo, so I don’t care!   She throws her arms around his neck, kisses his cheek, and cuddles.   FEZ: (to Hyde) Why didn’t you start the lessons sooner so you could show them off at the cocktail party? You know Bob and Pam are going to strut their stuff as soon as the music comes on. We all heard about their date at the disco.   Jackie’s head snaps up.   JACKIE: My mom and Donna’s dad are dating?   She looks around the room; no one can meet her eyes except for Hyde, who gives a small, reluctant nod.   Jackie jumps out of Hyde’s lap and runs into his room.   HYDE: Jackie, wait!   He starts after her. He pauses long enough to lean over the back of the couch and point a threatening finger at Fez.   HYDE (cont’d): If I don’t drown, I’m kicking your ass!   He disappears into his room as Fez sinks down into the couch.

MAIN CREDITS   BUMPER   MUSIC NOTE: “Mack the Knife” performed by Louis Armstrong.   INT. FORMAN LIVING ROOM – NIGHT   Cocktails with the Formans. It isn’t a large party – just a few older couples, spread out through the living room. “Mack the Knife” plays on the record player. RED, manning the home bar, even sings along. KITTY, fresh from the kitchen with a tray of hors d’oeuvres, sets it on the coffee table and half-walks, half-dances over to him.   RED: (singing) When the shark bites With his teeth, dear...   KITTY: Well, you’re awfully happy.   RED: I’m hittin’ the hard booze for the first time since the heart attack, Kitty. Life is worth living again. Plus, chances are everyone here’s getting hammered, so I get to have the cops tow everyone’s car.   The front door opens, and in walk BOB and PAM, hand-in-hand. Pam is overdressed in a rather scandalous gown. They head straight for the bar.   BOB: Hey, everybody. I brought a date! Look how tall she is. It’s like I’m dating the Statue of Liberty.   KITTY: Oh, Kitty, I just love coming over to your house. You have such unique tastes. It’s like being at a giant flea market. (taps the bar) Tequila Sunrise and keep ‘em coming, Red.   Red gives her a small smile, nods, and gets to work. Kitty eyes him; he should have made a sharp remark by now.   Eric strolls in from the kitchen, immediately crosses to Pam. Donna, with much less enthusiasm, is a few steps behind him.   ERIC: Mrs. Burkhart? That’s weird. Golly, I didn’t know you were dropping by.   DONNA: (to Eric) Yeah, you did. I told you she was. And you just said that’s why you were wearing your tacky, pumpkin-colored suit.   ERIC: I’m sorry, Donna. I think you’ve confused “tacky” with “handsome.” (to Pam) Which – I don’t mean to brag, but...   He laughs, strikes a pose, and leads her into the party, Bob in tow. They don’t get very far, however, before Kelso and Fez rush in from the kitchen.   KELSO: Where is she? What’s she wearing?   They join Bob and Eric in crowding around Pam, who seems a little too pleased with all the attention.   Donna shakes her head. Kitty taps on the bar.   KITTY: Tall Manhattan and keep ‘em coming, Red.   Red gives a curt nod, gets to work. Donna and Kitty watch as Pam sits down in Red’s chair and crosses her legs.   KITTY (cont’d): Oh, look at her. (to Red) Would you ever want me to show that much leg?   RED: Absolutely not.   KITTY: (beat) And why not?   RED: (frowns) You set me up.   Kitty just glares at him in reply. She snatches her finished drink from his hands and moves into the party. Red looks to Donna, as if for answers; she just shrugs.   Over at Red’s chair, the boys are at rapt attention as Pam shares a story.   PAM: So that’s when I realized that tapas sounds a lot like “topless.” But, I had already promised, so...   BOB: (to the boys) Ah, she’s got it all – looks and beauty.   ERIC: So, Mrs. Burkhart – have, um... have you ever seen The Graduate?   Before she can answer, Jackie and Hyde enter from the kitchen. Pam rises, crosses with Bob to meet them. The boys disperse into the party.   PAM: (to Jackie) Hi, honey. I was hoping you’d be here.   Jackie doesn’t so much as look at Pam. Instead, she turns to Hyde.   JACKIE: So Steven, I love that new figurine you got me for my birthday. It’s a unicorn, which is sweet, but you stole it out of a rich person’s yard, which is so foxy.   Pam, scandalized, gapes at Hyde; he just grins back.   BOB: Jackie, your mother’s talking to you.   Jackie doesn’t look at Bob either.   JACKIE: (to Hyde) Boy, I hope the Formans don’t need to call a repairman for their stove. I think I smell a gas leak.   She moves past Pam and Bob to get at the hors d’oeuvres on the coffee table.   HYDE: (to Pam & Bob) The silent treatment. I’m not usually on the outside watching it. That’s good stuff.   He moves past them to follow Jackie. They sit down next to each other on the couch and snack. Donna crosses to them, sits on the other side of Jackie.   DONNA: Okay, Jackie, I know that was a lousy way to find out your mom and my dad are dating, but you’re with me now in wanting them to stop seeing each other, right?   Jackie doesn’t answer or meet Donna’s eyes. Her snacking gets faster, the bites sharper. Hyde notices; Donna doesn’t.   DONNA (cont’d): You know my dad’s buying a hot tub now? With a euphoria jet? He said, (doing Bob) “I have all this extra money, and Pammy’s helping me spend some.” (normal voice) Well, “Pammy” sure doesn’t waste any time before she starts tapping the first national bank of “lonely rich guy.”   Jackie, still not looking up at Donna, snaps a toothpick in her hands.   HYDE: (warning) Donna...   DONNA: (to Jackie) God, why can’t my dad see that your mom is nothing but a tramp?   Jackie jumps to her feet.   JACKIE: Oh, you shut up about my mom! She should be going after a cool rich guy, like Jack Nicholson or a Bee Gee. Your Bob of a dad is lucky she settled for him as a meal ticket!   DONNA: Excuse me? You’re saying my dad’s not good enough?   JACKIE: Oh, so you see it too!   She turns heel and disappears back into the kitchen.   DONNA: (to Hyde) What the hell was that? She talks about what a gold digger her mom is all the time!   HYDE: (stands) Hey, Donna, you know how Jackie just told you to shut up?   DONNA: Yeah...   HYDE: Shut up!   He follows after Jackie. Donna shakes her head and throws her hands up.   At the front of the room, Fez and Kelso try to make their way to the kitchen door with a bottle of gin tucked into Kelso’s blazer. Kitty intercepts them at Red’s chair.   KITTY: Oh, I cannot believe you kids! Trying to sneak off with my good gin.   She takes the bottle and starts for the bar.   KELSO: (to Fez) Yeah, I shoulda known. She can smell booze from a mile away.   He isn’t as quiet as he thinks; Kitty turns around, and Red comes over from the bar.   KITTY: Excuse me?   KELSO: Oh... I said, “you smell like booze from a mile away.”   RED: That’s worse, dumbass.   Fez tugs on Kelso’s sleeve, and they vanish into the kitchen.   Kitty and Red return to the bar, where Pam and Bob are waiting.   PAM: Oh, what a lovely evening. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear I was with rich people.   RED: (to Pam) Want another drink?   He takes out two glasses. Kitty puts one of them away.   KITTY: Honey, you shouldn’t be drinking. You have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow. (to Pam) He has a heart condition. He’s very old.   RED: (to Kitty) You mean I have to stand here making drinks for these freeloaders when I can’t touch the stuff myself? That’s it – I’m calling the cops. Everyone’s getting towed.   He steps out from behind the bar and moves for the phone.   BUMPER   EXT. FORMAN DRIVEWAY – DAY   The next morning. The Toyota rests in the drive. Red and Kitty step out. Red has a large HEART MONITOR strapped to his right arm.   RED: I don’t care what that doctor says. I’m not wearing this stupid heart monitor. It makes me look like a damn robot.   KITTY: Red, I'm sure you won't even know it's there. It'll only beep if your heart rate goes above normal, like when you get agitated or excited or extra angry or extra happy.   She gives him a playful poke in the arm.   KITTY (cont’d): Putting my money on extra angry.   Red grunts, opens up the trunk.   RED: I bet the damn thing doesn't even work.   He and Kitty gather up grocery bags as they continue talking.   KITTY: You know what, Red? Your attitude stinks. You wouldn't be in this mess if you'd just listened to me in the first place.   RED: Kitty...   KITTY: I told you to eat more fiber in the mornings. I told you to exercise. I even told you to wear more comfortable shoes for circulation. Did you listen? No. So I guess I'm just gonna keep telling you and telling you and telling you –   The heart monitor lets out a quick series of loud beats.   RED: What do you know? It does work.   He slams the lid down on the trunk and heads inside.   BUMPER   EXT. PINCIOTTI BACKYARD – DAY   A freshly acquired item takes up most of the backyard space: A HOT TUB, up and running even in winter. Kelso enjoys a good soak in the dub, while Eric, Hyde, and Jackie sit on the lawn bench.   KELSO: Hey, I can't believe you guys aren't in Bob's hot tub. You know, I feel like Warren Beatty in a movie about a hot tub. He's, like, hot tubbin', then, like... other stuff happens.   ERIC: Kelso, just so you know, Bob was in there an hour ago, so you are, like, covered in hot, bubbly Bob.   Kelso considers for a moment, then shrugs, “I’m good with that.”   Donna comes out from the kitchen, freezes mid-step when she sees Jackie.   DONNA:  Well, well. If it isn’t little miss junior prospector. Apparently my dad’s not good enough for your mom to dig her claws into, but it’s fine for her to leave her little cuckoo bird here to steal room and food.   JACKIE: Look, Donna –   DONNA: No, okay? You’re the one who’s been saying ever since your mom got back that she’s just here to find another free ride, and I’m not gonna let her do that to my dad. I just need to show him what a big mistake this is.   KELSO: “Big mistake?” Bob is Bob, and he’s getting me-quality girls. He’s living life, Kelso style. How can you wanna take that away from your dad, Donna?   ERIC: I’m with Kelso on this one. Bob needs to love that woman for all she’s worth.   DONNA: Eric!   ERIC: What, what are you gonna do, cut me off from sex again?   DONNA: (to Jackie) She’s making my dad take her out on all these expensive dates, they’re buying stupid crap like this hot tub -   KELSO: “Stupid?” There’s snow on the grown, and I’m, like, a million degrees in this thing. And with this euphoria jet, all of Fez’s “needs” problems are ancient history.   Everyone but Kelso shivers a little at the thought.   DONNA: (to Jackie) Your mom’s doing everything you said she’d do, and she’s doing it to my dad, who’s never been anything but nice to you, and who took you in when your mom ran off and you had no place to go.   JACKIE: (stands) God, Donna, I am so sick of hearing about this! You know, I’m not any happier than you are that they’re together.   DONNA: Then why are you sticking up for your mom all of a sudden?   JACKIE:  I’m not sticking up for her, okay? It’s just... it’s just...   She shifts on her feet, looks around; if she even knows or understands the real answer, she doesn’t want to say it.   JACKIE (cont’d): How can a beautiful woman like my mom be going out with a great, big mayonnaise lover like your dad? This morning, at breakfast, your dad burped right in front of my mom, and she laughed, Donna. Laughed! Okay, we’re Burkharts. We don’t burp, and we don’t tolerate people who do.   DONNA: God, Jackie, you can be such an ungrateful little bitch.   Jackie recoils at the words. Her eyes turn wet and glassy. She runs around the house and out of the yard.   HYDE: Well, there goes the rest of my day. Way to go, Donna.   He stands, starts to follow Jackie.   KELSO: (to Hyde) Hey, before you go, can you hand me my clothes? I’m all done peeing.   He points to the shirt and pants folded by the base of the hot tub.   HYDE: Kelso, are you naked?   KELSO: (beat) No. Eric, could you hand me my clothes, please?   ERIC: (stands) I'm sorry, buddy. I can't hear you over the hot tub. Did you hear him, Hyde?   HYDE: I think so. I think he said to take his clothes and run away.   ERIC: Oh!   Hyde nabs Kelso’s clothes, and he and Eric take off around the house.   KELSO: Guys - guys, come back!   No good; he’s trapped in the tub.   KELSO (cont’d): (to Donna) Well, looks like I'm gonna have to be nude in front of you, and that's kind of awkward. So, I think you should nude up.   Donna heads back inside.   CUT TO:   INT. FORMAN KITCHEN – DAY   Lunchtime. Red reads the newspaper at the kitchen table as Kitty prepares a plate for him and brings it over.   KITTY: Okay, good news, Red. I made your favorite lunch - lasagna!   She hands him the plate, he takes it.   RED: Thanks.   KITTY: “Thanks?” Aren't you excited? Let's hear that monitor!   RED: So every time you do something nice for me, I'm supposed to have a heart attack?   KITTY: Well, no, not an attack. Just a little episode. (laughs) I mean, what does it take to get that beeper going?   Bob and Pam enter through the patio door.   PAM: Hi, Red.   Red’s heart monitor sounds off.   RED: (to Kitty) Wow, that must be the lasagna kicking in.   He makes a show of taking a hearty bite.   FADE TO BLACK   COMMERCIAL   BUMPER   INT. FORMAN LIVING ROOM – DAY   A short time later. Kitty sits in the middle of the couch, arms tightly crossed, while Red sits uncomfortably in his chair.   RED: Hey, what do you say we have some more of that lasagna? Boy, was that delicious.   Out of the corner of his mouth, he makes a beeping noise. He points to his heart monitor and pulls a “look at that!” face.   KITTY: Oh, can it, Red. When Pam showed up, your heart monitor went off like a freaking slot machine.   RED: Pam had nothing to do with that thing going off, dammit!   KITTY: Oh, and look at us now. We're arguing. Can't even get a beep out of you.   The kitchen door swings open. Kelso marches in, naked except for a garden hose wrapped around his naughty place.   KELSO: Your son is a jerk.   He heads up the stairs. Red and Kitty share a look; Red shrugs.   CUT TO:   EXT. PINCIOTTI BACKYARD – DAY   Immediately following. Bob and Pam enjoy a nice soak. Red and Kitty come around the house, mid-argument.   RED: Okay, come on. I am gonna prove to you that I am not attracted to Pam.   They step up to the tub.   PAM: Hey, guys.   Red’s heart monitor goes off. Kitty looks up and glowers at Red.   RED: (to Kitty) I think I'm having a war flashback. I'm messed up, Kitty. I'm real messed up.   He turns around and hurries out of the yard.   CUT TO:   INT. HYDE’S BEDROOM – DAY   Hyde, sans shades, and Jackie lie in bed, the goose down duvet pulled around them. Jackie’s head rests against Hyde’s shoulders as he holds her and she holds SCHATZI.   JACKIE: How could Donna say that I’m ungrateful? When I threw out all her old lumberjack shirts and replaced them with blouses and peplum tops last Christmas, I made sure all of them were in her giant size. And who keeps leaving business cards for real hair stylists on Bob’s car? That’s all me. Not Donna – me!   HYDE: You did kind of go off on Bob and do a 180 about your mom once you found out they were dating.   JACKIE: Steven, when a girlfriend is upset, it’s your job as the boyfriend to nod along and agree, not tell her the truth! Look, Donna doesn’t know my mom. It’s not her place to say those things. Of course, everyone can see how unnatural it is for someone like my mom to be with Bob. She’s rich and classy, and he’s all corny and cheesy. He’s like nachos.   HYDE: Well, that explains how he scored your mom. She’ll touch anything from Mexico.   Jackie gives him a halfhearted swat to the chest.   HYDE (cont’d): Come on, Jackie. Donna’s just worried about her dad.   JACKIE: Look, I know, okay? And she’s right. Well, probably right. It’s just... I don’t know. When I heard the things she was saying about my mom, I just... I felt like...   HYDE: Like you had to stick up for her ‘cause she’s family, even if you should be helping out the other guy?   He gives Jackie a knowing look. She reaches up, cups his cheek with her hand.   JACKIE: Oh, Steven. You know, our moms are like miniskirts that look great on the mannequin, but as soon as you try them on, they’re totally trashy and ruin your whole image. But you can’t take a mom back to the store to trade in for something better in a designer brand.   She turns her head into his shoulder, and Hyde pulls her in closer. He does his best to not pull away when Schatzi starts sniffing in his ear.   CUT TO:   INT. HUB - DAY   A typical afternoon. Eric, Donna, and Fez have claimed the wall table, Eric and Donna in the booth seat and Fez across from them. Food baskets and soda bottles adorn the table.   DONNA: (to Eric) I cannot believe you think my dad should stay with Pam. She doesn't even like you. She told my dad you groped her at the party. ERIC: Okay, look, Donna, you and Pam obviously have some serious issues. I think you two should work them out with a good old-fashioned pillow fight.   Donna swats his chest and rolls her eyes. FEZ: What's the big deal? Bob and Pam are adults who want to do what comes naturally to everybody except me. So I say, why can't I get any?   DONNA: (to Eric) You know, Pam wants to be with my dad now, but what happens when someone else comes along? I wouldn't care so much if I could just, you know, test her with a hotter guy and see if she falls for him.   ERIC: Because I love you, I'll do it.   He starts to stand, but Donna pulls him back down.   DONNA: No, it has to be someone her type. And, going off all her stories about her time in Mexico, she has a weakness for young, dark-skinned guys.   She and Eric both look at Fez, who’s slow to realize he’s pulled attention.   FEZ: (shrugs) I guess I can ask around.   CUT TO:   INT. FORMAN KITCHEN – DAY   Kitty is at the stove. She pulls out an angel cake and sets it on the stovetop as Red walks in from the living room.   RED: Mmm, that smells delicious. What is it?   Kitty refuses to look at them as she sprinkles sugar over the cake.   KITTY: It's not for you. You can go look for scraps around the neighborhood like the rest of the dogs.   RED: Kitty, for the last time, I am not attracted to Pam. In all the years we’ve been together, you know my heart has never raced at the sight of any woman but you.   KITTY: Well, your cardiac jukebox there says otherwise!   RED: (points at monitor) I knew this damn thing wouldn’t work. I’m telling you, that floozy lush had nothing to do with it going off!   The patio door opens, and Pam enters.   PAM: Hi, Kitty. Hi, Red. I thought we'd come over and see if you two wanted to catch a movie.   Red and Kitty look from Pam to the monitor and back to Pam. Red holds the monitor up to his ear to check the sound; nothing happens.   PAM (cont’d): Why are you staring? Too pretty for Wisconsin? I get that a lot.   KITTY: (to Red) You shut it off, didn't you?   RED: No, I did not shut it off!   Bob enters.   BOB: Let's hustle it up. I don't want to sit behind people with hats.   The heart monitor goes off. Red shuts it off.   RED: (to Kitty) Ha! Look at that, nosey! It's not Pam. It's Bob, because he annoys me.   BOB: That's true. I do.   PAM: What are you guys talking about?   KITTY: Um... (laughs) (to Pam) I, um... I-I-I sort of thought that Red had a crush on you.   PAM: Oh, Kitty, I'm sorry. This face can bring as much trouble as it does joy.   RED: Well, Kitty, what do you have to say for yourself?   KITTY: It's the menopause. I'm messed up, Red. I'm real messed up.   She hurries into the living room.   BUMPER   EXT. PINCIOTTI BACKYARD – DAY   Some time later, post-movie. Fez, in an outfit straight from the tackiest of ‘70s pool boy pornos, sweeps the hot tub with a net. His ass is stuck out to pull focus, which it does when Pam steps out from the kitchen.   PAM: Um, hello?   Fez makes a dramatic turn to look at her.   PAM (cont’d): What are you doing?   FEZ: I was hired to clean the hot tub. But you should know that I perform... other services, too.   He lowers one strap of his tank top. Ignoring that, Pam crosses to inspect the hot tub.   PAM: Well, you could start by doing a better job. It's still dirty.   FEZ: So, you like it dirty?   PAM: No, I want it clean.   FEZ: So, you like it filthy?   PAM: Bob!   FEZ: Whoa, I'm not into that!   He throws up his hands as Pam shakes her head.   CUT TO:   INT. FORMAN BASEMENT – DAY   Eric and Donna are relaxing on the couch. Donna has a diving mask and snorkel in her hands that she fiddles with.   Kelso comes running down the stairs wearing Eric’s clothes.   KELSO: Hey, Eric, that was a good burn, stealing my clothes. But the laugh's on you, 'cause I borrowed your pants, and I'm not wearing any underwear.   He makes a show of wiggling his butt around in Eric’s pants.   ERIC: Kelso, just so you know, the last time I wore those pants, I wasn't wearing any underwear.   KELSO: Ouch. Well played.   He gives Eric a nod, then crosses to sit on the dryer.   The basement door opens. A frowning Bob enters, holding Fez by the back of the neck.   BOB: (to Donna) Did you tell Fez to make a move on Pam? 'Cause if you didn't, I'm gonna box him up and send him back to banana town.   FEZ: (to Bob) Okay, I'm sick of those comments. I don't say I'm gonna send you back to polyester town.   Donna stands, crosses to Bob. At the same time, Jackie and Hyde enter from Hyde’s room. Jackie beats Donna over to Bob.   JACKIE: Mr. Pinciotti, good, I thought that was you. Look, you need to break up with my mom. You’re too good for her.   DONNA: Oh, here we go. You know, you’ve got some nerve, Burkhart – wait, what?   BOB: What?   ERIC/KELSO/FEZ: What?   JACKIE: Mr. Pinciotti, you’re a wonderful guy with a huge heart. You’re like a cute, fuzzy, slightly gassy panda bear. And my mom is a beautiful blonde tiger who goes around looking for panda bears to rip open to get at the money inside.   FEZ: Wait, I’m confused. Is Bob a panda bear or a pinata? (Gasps) Or a panda pinata! (to the guys) If you bastards don’t have a panda pinata for my birthday, there will be no cake for any of you!   JACKIE: (to Bob) I’ve said some awful things about you over the last few days, and I know I haven’t always been as grateful as I should be, but I really appreciate all you’ve done since my mom left me. And I know my mom, and I don’t want to see her hurt you like she hurt me. And I know Donna feels the same way.   DONNA: Thank you, Jackie. And I’m sorry.   She puts an arm around Jackie’s shoulders.   DONNA (cont’d): And Dad, I’m sorry about Fez, but it was the only thing I could think of to prove that Pam doesn’t... you know, really care about you.   BOB: Well, guess what? She does really care about me, so I don’t want any more of these little games. (to Jackie) Now, Jackie, I appreciate your concern, and I’m sorry you feel that way about your mom, but she and I make each other happy. You and Donna better accept it soon, 'cause she's here to stay.   JACKIE: But Mr. Pinciotti –   BOB: I’m sorry, but I don’t wanna talk about it anymore. This is the way it’s gonna be. In fact – Pam and me talked after the movies, and she’s moving in.   JACKIE: Wait, what?   DONNA: What?   ERIC/HYDE/KELSO/FEZ: What?   JACKIE: No, no, no. Mr. Pinciotti, my mom can’t move in with us.   BOB: She can and she is. End of discussion.   JACKIE: No, because... because if my mom’s moving in, then I’m moving out.   She gets out from under Donna’s arm and runs back into Hyde’s room.   Hyde takes the snorkel mask from Donna.   HYDE: I’m gonna need this. (to Bob, doing Bob) “Way to go there, Bob.”   Shaking his head, he goes back to his room.   FADE TO BLACK   CREDITS   INT. FORMAN LIVING ROOM – NIGHT   Much later, well into night. Hyde and Jackie sit together on the couch, Jackie holding Schatzi.   HYDE: (to Jackie) Roy said you can get a room at the hotel where we work, but it’ll be a few days before you can move in. You sure you wanna do this?   JACKIE: I’m sure, Steven. I can’t be under the same roof as my mom right now.   She leans into Hyde, who puts an arm around her shoulders.   They both look up to the ceiling as a faint beeping sound echoes down from upstairs.   JACKIE: What’s that noise?   HYDE: It’s Red’s heart monitor.   JACKIE: Where’s Mrs. Forman?   HYDE: She’s with him.   The thought hits them both at the same time. Jackie screams, drops Schatzi onto the seat next to her, and clings to Hyde. He pats her arm even as he looks up again and snickers.   END.

Crazy, Rich, and They Hate Me :: Part Two

Jaehyun x Reader ft NCT

Angst, Fluff

Jaehyun finally takes you home, but he forgot to mention that his family is the richest in South Korea.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to get you some medicine, babe? I don’t want you to get sick.” Jaehyun questioned in a concerned tone, hand tickling the bottom of you chin.

“No, I’ll be fine! Trust me. How could I get sick when I can just look at you?”

“Cheesy…” he trailed off even though his ears became a flushed pink from your words. He assisted you out the taxi before you went to the trunk to grab your belongings.

You attempted to seize you and Jaehyun's suitcases, but a hand stopped you. You figured it was Jaehyun’s, but when you looked up you were met with another face. It was an older man who had a J symbol on his uniform. He smiled at you before taking all of your things.

“Good morning Mr. Jung.” he bowed, and Jaehyun bowed back respectively. “Enjoy your flight.”

“Thank you sir.”

What just happened? Mr. Jung?

[[MORE]]

You took Jaehyun’s hand that was waiting for you and began to walk towards the entrance of LAX.

“Mr. Jung?” you finally asked.

Your boyfriend didn’t say anything, instead opening the door for you to walk in before him. “You do know my last name, don’t you?” he chuckled, pressing a kiss to the side of your head.

“I mean of course, but he said it like he works for you or something? Who was he?”

“It’s just a little favor I get from the airport. He’s a family friend and has known me since I was a little kid.” Jaehyun confessed.

“That’s so cool.” you trailed off, admiring the views of the large space. Usually you’d feel uneasy being in such a crowded area, but with your boyfriend beside you, you felt like you could do anything. Maybe you should’ve been a little more aware of the fact that he just admitted he had people working for him and his family, but Jaehyun always had a way of making things sound casual. He almost made you feel like it was something anybody could have.

The time had flown by with you and Jaehyun buying T-shirt’s and looking around the stores. Now it was time for you to board your flight. The intercom rang, but you knew it’d be a few before you two got on because first class was always seated before everyone else.

“If you are flying first class, please begin to board your flight.” the intercom spoke.

“That’s us.” Jaehyun whispered before grabbing your hand to get up.

“Jaehyun!”

“What?”

“How are we flying first class?”

“Because it’s a long flight. I'd much rather be able to cuddle with you laying down than sitting with a neck pillow. Let’s go silly.”

“But-

“Shh.” He put a finger to your lips. “Just enjoy.”

You had no idea what first class looked like, only relying on your movie knowledge. When you stepped in, it was pretty much the same. Seats facing eachother with a table in the middle, wealthy people wasting no time drinking wine in their reclined chairs. As you went deeper, you saw people getting comfortable in couch like beds, searching for whatever tv show was on their mind, or typing away at their computers. When you saw a free space, you went towards it assuming that’s where you and Jaehyun were staying.

“Don’t wander.” He smiled, his dimple laughing at you as well.

“This is it though, right?”

He was silent as you went to a secluded area where there was a curtain. There were two woman standing on each side, and they had that same J symbol on their shirts as the man from before did.

Jung. The symbol stands for Jung.

You watched as he bowed, and followed suit to be polite. When they moved the curtains, your eyes popped out of you head.

“Woah.”

“You like?” He asked, smile not able to leave his cheeks from your adorable expression.

“I....It’s more than like.” Tears were pricking in your eyelids because of the intense amount of gratefulness you felt. You couldn’t help but to run right into his arms where he caught you. “Baby, thank you so much. I don’t know what to say.”

“Don’t cry.” He whispered, rubbing your back softly. “We deserve it.”

“I don’t!” You screeched, making him laugh. He pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“You absolutely do. You’ve worked your ass off doing hair and we both know you need this pampering. Now let’s get these clothes off.” He winked before throwing you on the bed, causing you to squeal.

.........

“So, when were you gonna tell me you were rich.” As you looked up at him, you could see that his hair was still sweaty and stuck to his forehead, but the moonlight made it glow.

“I’m not rich.”

You looked at him as if he was crazy. “Do you see us right now? We’re naked, cuddled in a comfortable bed, and drinking wine on an airplane.”

“And?” He sounded so intrigued.

“And you have people working for you. That man that took our bags? He works for you. So do those women.”

“Okay, so my family is well off.” He sighed, clearly not wanting brag about his blessings. “But that doesn’t change anything.”

“What would make you think that being rich would change something?”

“I don’t know.” He confessed, voice heavy with guilt. “It was just refreshing to know that you loved me without knowing about all of this.” He pointed around the room. “Knowing I come from a wealthy family.”

“Hey,” you rolled over so that you were on top of him, and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. “This changes nothing for me. If you would’ve turned out to be a complete ass the day we met, I would’ve never looked twice at you. I love you for the man that you are, and how much you love me. Not your bank account.”

“Promise?” He whispered, moving his forehead to yours.

“I pinky promise.” You kissed him again, before rolling back over.

“Come back.” He whined.

You leaned on your elbow. “Not until you tell me all about your family. I want to know everything.”

“Everything?”

“Everything.” You said darkly, causing his raspy chuckle to echo through the tiny space.

“Well, you know about Johnny. He’s picking us up from the airport.”

“Enlighten me again. You know I have a bad memory.” You smiled.

“Well, he’s my bestfriend...after you of course.” He smirked. “Our moms were pregnant at the same time, so of course it was destiny. He’s really nervous about the whole wedding thing though.”

“He loves her, right?”

“Not as much as I love you.” He whispered, kissing your neck.

“Cheesy.”

“You totally just stole my line.”

“Keep going.” You prompted with a laugh.

“I have a couple more cousins. Haechan, Taeyong, Lucas, and Yuta are the ones that will probably talk to you the most. Like most of us, they all will have the business passed down to them. Yuta and Lucas are brothers and have a different girlfriend every month. Both are models. They may seem a little cocky, but deep down they’re nice. Haechan’s family owns a popular dance school in Seoul, and he’s a sweet kid. Taeyong is a video game designer, and the quiet one.”

“So cool.” You awed. “Your parents?”

He sighed, looking through the window. “My mom...really loves me. When I was a kid, my dad was rarely home as he was overseas all the time, so it was just me.”

“Is it still that way? You know, him working all the time?”

“Unfortunately so.” He sounded down. You put your head in his chest, knowing it comforted him. “Apparently he doesn’t know if he can make it to Johnny’s wedding because he might not be able get back in time.”

“Does that upset you?”

“A little.” He admitted, feeling completely exposed in the best way possible. He had never felt so open to talk about his feelings with anyone but you. “When my dad’s not around, my mother can be a little...

“Mean.” You chuckled. “Trust me I understand.”

“She just gets all stressed out. And then it stresses me out. Everyone out.”

“Well don’t worry. After not seeing you in so long, I’m sure everything will be perfect. I also have faith that your dad will show.” You rubbed the nape of his neck softly.

“Me too.” Was all he said before there was a peaceful silence. It didn’t take long for the two of you to fall asleep in each other’s arms as you flew through the clouds.

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A/N: I know this was a very soft and short chapter! 🤣 but y’all are gonna need it because the next one will be long. Also...it’s coming tomorrow 🕺🏽

10 of The Best Vocaloid/Utaite/J-Pop/Anime Themes/etc Songs That I’ve Stumbled Across! (AKA 10 Best Weeb Songs That I’ve Stumbled Across):

Sorry for my repetitive vocabulary...

1) (trigger warning) Ruru’s Suicide Livestream (Shinsei Kamattechan)- 

One thing I always find amazing about songs is when they have a story behind them. Ruru’s Suicide Livestream (also translated into other similar titles. I.e. Ruru’s Suicide Show on a Livestream, Ruru’s Livestream Suicide Show. You can search and find it by any title such as those.) tells the story of a 14 year old Japanese girl. According to what I’ve read, she would livestream things ranging from singing and playing the piano (rather impressively), to running across busy streets. Up until the day she livestreamed herself jumping, with some people encouraging it. The singer/songwriter for this song, who has BPD and has attempted suicide in the past, felt deeply enough for the poor girl to write a song about it. As sad as the story is, I have to compliment how well the song’s put together. Along with the fact that I have a huge soft spot for songs that have sad lyrics/meanings but a happy tune, the singing in this song sounds so… strained? Sad, almost in pain. Which is how Roro-chan must have felt. The art and animation in the video are also incredibly impressive. I really respect how they tried, and succeeded I believe, to tell the story in Roro-chan’s perspective. With everything put together how impressively it was, the song is enough to bring me to tears, even if it does have such a positive-sounding tune.  (NOTEWORTHY COVER: MDATripleStar’s Cover! I really, really, like this cover! The singer manages to keep the sadness that the original singer had, and does a really great job at keeping the same overall sound in her voice. I also think that the lyrics used here fit really nicely!)

2) (trigger warning, adult themes) Wozwald (Niru Kajitsu)- 

I have to start this by saying, I’m honestly not a big fan of how they tuned vflower. But, even with that, this is still my favorite song. Wozwald has such an eerie tune, that’s also pretty sad-sounding, with (in my opinion) equally as eerie/sad lyrics. I enjoy the fact that they leave most of the theorizing up to the viewers. Though, at my first glances, Wozwald seemed to be about a man questioning religion, the more I listened to it and watched the video closer, the more I began to see it a bit differently. Is is about religion? Morals? Happiness? Lost family members? Oswald the Lucky Rabbit? All of the above? Or maybe none of that.  (I really like this theory!) I also really like that they throw in another character from another song (Kalmia.) The visuals also stole my heart from the beginning. It being mainly black-and-white suits the song, and I adore the art style. Especially the lighting. It’s really nice to look at! (NOTEWORTHY COVER: any fan of this song probably saw this coming- miy_yuu’s cover!  He always does such an awesome job on his covers, and this one is no different! From the whispery parts, to the high notes, I think just about everything here is beautiful. The subtitles on the video are also super neat!)

3) Yellow (Yoh Kamiyama)- 

This song, right from the beginning, is awesome to listen to. The way it starts off with a simple beat, and Kamiyama’s amazing voice, and then quickly switches to more instruments. Though the switch isn’t anything crazy, it’s still there, and it’s a rather beautiful change. I think the meaning of this song is clearer than Wozwald, but I still like that it’s left for people to decide. The most “obvious” (in my opinion) theory being that Yellow is about a past relationship, most likely a toxic one, and the boy trying to get over it. While some may say the art isn’t “anything impressive”, I think it’s still a key factor in what makes this song one of my favorites. It’s done sort of like a sketch, and has simple colors. Which reflects how the song itself sounds… pretty simple. Yet, it’s still incredible, just like the art. The animation is also very neat! While it looks almost like normal animation, it manages to be… a bit off putting? Most everything about this song and video is almost… hypnotizing? (NOTEWORTHY COVER: JubyPhonic’s Cover! I really like her vocal range in this cover! It suits her voice amazingly. And, once again, I love her translyrics. I also admire the fact that she got this cover out, and beautifully done, when she wasn’t feeling her best.)

4) Nandemo Nadari (KANA-BOON)- 

Such a cute song! It may not seem very impressive to some, but I absolutely adore this! It’s such a genuinely happy sounding song, and the lyrics, though maybe not what was expected, are just as precious! Or… pretty much just as precious. The dances in this song are simple, but the way everyone seems to be goofing off slightly makes me smile! I also love how much fun everyone looks to be having! It’s also really cute how some of the people’s timings are a little off in the dances. It makes it seem… more fun! Cuter! Happier! Less… pressured! The people, not just the band members, are also so, so precious. 

5) (adult themes) Liar Dance (DECO*27 and NAOKI ITAI)- 

To be honest, I’m not entirely sure why I love this song so much, but I’m going to try and describe it. While I admire the tuning, and I really like the video (the one used in Rachie’s cover anyway-), I think it’s simply the tune and lyrics that got my attention. It’s quite upbeat, and I love the way it begins. Slowly fading in, then changing the beat a bit. Though some of the lyrics, and the overall theme of this song, is… not the most appropriate, I just… really love the way it sounds. (NOTEWORTHY COVER: Rachie’s Cover!  This cover is actually what made me fall in love with Liar Dance, and is the primary way I listen to it. Though she said she wasn’t a big fan of the song, she still did incredibly for not loving it! I also agree with her other comment, she does sound really, really awesome here! But… I can’t think of a time Rachie doesn’t sound beautiful- this is still one of my favorites of her covers~.)

6) Zettai Zetsumei (Cö shu Nie ((The Promised Never ED 1)))- 

Aah… The Promised Neverland… an, honestly, amazing anime. And Zettai Zetsumei, a song that truly fits this show! Of course, the fact that this song fits this show that I love so well is a big reason I love the song, but the other big reason is: the vocals. More importantly, the way she hits the high notes. I’m not sure how to describe how it sounds, other than absolutely incredible! The singer’s voice through it all is insanely beautiful, of course, I was just really impressed with the higher notes. She overall has a… somewhat soft voice, and to have such a gentle-seeming voice sing lyrics like those, it also reflects the anime. Just a bunch of kids going through an awful situation.

7) Outer Science (Jin ((Kagerou Project))- 

Kagerou Project. A series that captured my attention from the moment I heard Kagerou Daze. While Outer Science sounds really awesome not knowing the story, it just seems all that more powerful when you know the context. Kuroha strikes again. Wreaking havoc just as he’s done previously! And plans to do it again and again! Well- enough about that evil boy- I don’t tend to enjoy a lot of songs with IA, Jin does an amazing job using her for this series. Especially Outer Science. Bragging on the visuals a bit, I adore the animations! And basically all of it! The drawings, the way the lyrics are placed, and the animations! The way it’s all colored also stole my heart. Especially the lighting. Shadows being cast to give it the right amount of spook, and Kuroha and Mary being in the center of some of the light.  As for the music part… summed up, it’s incredible. Like I said, IA sounds really good, but the instruments are also wonderful! The guitar being one of the best parts of the song, in my opinion. The song manages to sound chaotic while still sounding like a somewhat normal rock song. From the “softer”, “calmer” parts, to the loud, evil parts! I love this song so much! (NOTEWORTHY COVER(s! And Remix!): Kuraiinu’s Cover! While Kura usually impresses me, I really fell in love with this cover! I think his voice suits it nicely, and he pulls of the insane-sounding parts beautifully. His laugh too… amazing… RafScrap and Others (A-L1)! I truly think everyone did crazy great in this cover… from the independent screams, to the parts where they all sing together. Adding all that with the art, and video in general, this really is one of the best group covers I think I’ve ever heard! Teddyloid Remix! I think the dialogue at the beginning sounds pretty realistic, especially for a Vocaloid! The remix itself is also amazing. The video is a huge plus~.)

8) (adult themes?)  Goodbye Ms. Floral Thief (Mel)- 

I’d like to start this off with saying: Miku sounds so soft! It’s adorable, and very beautiful! Along with a lot of songs I fall in love with, I found Goodbye Ms. Floral Thief through a cover, which I’ll be putting in the noteworthy covers section. This song has a sort of… nostalgic feeling to it. I really adore songs with a nostalgic feeling such as this. Though this song may talk a little bit about “adult themes”, it’s still a beautiful song. It’s sad, and, to be honest, I’m not entirely sure on what the meaning of the song is. Though I think it’s about a lover dying, I’m not entirely sure. That seems like the most likely to me and, if that’s the case, it makes this song just that much sadder. (NOTEWORTHY COVER: Rachie’s Cover! Aaah, Rachie’s voice… it really is so lovely, especially in this cover! I believe she does an amazing job at sounding soft, and somewhat emotional. And Anthong did an amazing job with the lyrics!)

9) (trigger warning?)  Tokyo Teddy Bear (Neru)- 

I think the main thing that made me fall in love with this song was the guitar. It’s my favorite instrument, and it was played amazingly in this song! I think it’s incredible when it’s being plucked at to mimic Rin texting, though that may be a strange thing to be so impressed with. Though the texting isn’t the only impressive part with the guitar, don’t get me wrong! I think every part, especially with the guitar, in this song is super impressive. The song sounds so… loud, and gives off “I’ve given up” sorts of vibes. Plus, Rin sounds… amazingly realistic. Heck, she even breathes! Onto the art! Though it’s just a picture, in this video anyway, it’s still really neat! A kid, covered in cuts, dirt, and bandaids, in a box with a stuffed bear. As the lyrics show, the kid is almost… lost-seeming. They just want to be replaced with anything that will even be somewhat fitting. They want to be loved, and they want to feel like they belong, but they don’t think they’re fit to have any of that. So, they make themselves, basically, a living doll. A fraud, and nothing like the self they really are. Or that’s what I’ve gotten from it at least~. (NOTEWORTHY COVER: Princessemagic’s Cover! I think her voice suits this song rather nicely! It has the perfect amount of emotion put into it, and manages to be soft, yet powerful! I especially love around 1:30 when she says the lines with such… hatred.)

10) Hurricane (i’m not sure who i would credit... ((Death Note the Musical English))) - 

Gosh, where do I start…? I know the Death Note musical gets a lot of hate, but I enjoyed it! Especially this song. I think the man singing for Light is the perfect english voice, and his voice is beautiful! He sounds soft at the beginning, but, throughout the song, his voice grows stronger, which suits what happens perfectly! It’s showing Light realizing how much power he has, and it’s ever so slowly beginning to get to his head. Yet, he still has somewhat innocent intentions. But, by the end, Light is starting to see himself as the “god of a brand new world.” That’s when his voice really starts to get powerful. And his growls! They’re perfect!! Amazing, beautiful, absolutely breathtaking! The lyrics progress nicely, slowly shifting from innocent Light wanting to rid the world of evil, up until the end where he wants to become a god.  As for the instrumental itself, I also think that it’s rather perfect! I really enjoy the somewhat-gloomy piano at the beginning. It almost reminds me of a sort of “calm before the storm.” The instruments slowly pick up pace, adding more in, the further into his power Light finds himself.

1/2 Hello!! Can I get a Haikyuu ship? I’m 5 ft tall, I have black pixie hair and black eyes, I have snake bite piercings and 3 piercings in each ear, and I’m 24/7 wearing a cool t-shirt/hoodie + jeans + sneakers, and lots of black. I’m a taurus (i’m skeptical to zodiacs tho), INTJ, Ravenclaw, melancholic temperament, and I'm basically the TV trope Shrinking Violet. I’m introverted, loyal, creative, nonjudgmental, good listener, calm, open minded, fast learner, rational and honest ...

2/3 and also TOO shy and quiet, lazy, passive, dependent, procrastinator. I have low self-esteem, trust issues and AvPd. It's pretty hard for me to get out of my shell, and I treasure the few people Im close to and trust (and I love gifting!). I wont really start a conversation unless it’s necessary, and I hate small talk, but I love talking about my interests and learning new things from others. I try to see all the sides from a situation, as I don’t believe the world is simply Black-and-White.3/3 My hobby is drawing and I'm quite good at it! I also like animation, games, adventure/fantasy stories, animals, the cold and staying at home, but I enjoy going to the movies, trying new food and going to cool and fun events. I mainly listen to various subgenres of metal (specially symphonic), J-rock/pop, chillhop and vocaloid songs, and I also like K-pop and some american pop. And thats it, thank you!! ^-^

I ship you with...

Tanaka Ryūnosuke !

Okay, so you might ask why. My point is that even if you're both skeptical about the astrological sign, you get along very well. You're a taurus and he is a pisces, that's the perfect match! I feel like the first thing that made him approach you was your piercings. He thinks they're so cool! But, you probably get really uncomfortable and run to your next class, leaving him completely speechless, not knowing what he did wrong. At the next practice, he shought advices to Sugawara or Ennoshita who definitely hit his head then, got him back on track after reprimanding him.

Once he understood what he did, he felt so guilty! He searched for you all over the school, even asking your friends for your schedule. He finally found you on the way to the school he absolutely didn't wait for you half an hour and bowed so low, shouting apologizes. That's how you met. You both have matching hoodies and you always stole his clothes but he doesn't mind he find that rather hot. Though, you always get him away of the fight when he's fired up. Needless to say, Dadchi and Sugamama are eternally grateful to you for that. So, them and the whole team loves you. Hinata and Kageyama were

and Nishinoya was really happy for his friend even if it means that Ryū found a girlfriend before him. You help him study a lot and do a lot of sleepover. His sister loves you! She's like your own sister by now. You hang out with him and the others second years. When he saw your drawings for the first time, he was so stunned! He totally brag about you to the team they love you so they don't say anything. He's always saying how proud he is of you and how much he loves you. This boy is ready to fight anything and anyone who don't treat you right. He loves to stay at home with you, watching TV and eating chips. He's not as good as you for finding gifts but he tries! You don't talk when it's not necessary and your conversations are mostly about volleyball, drawings and the movie you watched the night before but the silence you share is always a comfortable one. You don't go to all of his matches because there's too much people for you but that just makes the moment you come much more precious. You love to surprise him when you go to one of his match and see his face light up with hapiness. You know that screaming his name just embarrasses him so you tries to restrain yourself but there are times where you just can't! He's not a "restaurant date" type of guy so he takes you to an attraction park or to the karaoke. During summer, he loves to go to festivals with you. Every time you're in a melancholic mood, he does all he can to light you up even if it means making a fool of himself. You pass your week-ends playing video games or watching movies. People are a little scared of you at first sight but you're just two lover birds.

@devilsnevercry1388

“Ugh. I swear, sometimes yer worse than Mikey, kid” Raphael grumbled, placing more packages of candy into a bright orange tote bag the teen had asked him to bring her from the back room his eyes slowly drifting over her super tight costume growling under his breath as he licked his lips eyeing her openly in that Harley Quinn styled dress.

“Raphael, you’re such a party-pooper! It’s Halloween night! Ease up on the bug up your ass!” Raven replied cheekily, bright toothy smile lighting up her face as she closed the Tupperware filled to the brim with Halloween themed sugar cookies.

“I still don’t get it.” the gold-eyed terrapin grumbled more to himself than anyone else.

In reply, all he heard was an overly dramatic sigh leave his pretty mate’s lips. He stole a glance as she continued packing away the cookies she’d been working on the better part of the morning on into the late afternoon while he was left to entertain himself not that it was hard after she had come down the hallway in that tight red and black dress she was wearing with the perfectly done make-up that just topped it all off

He was perfectly fine with sitting down on her couch watching the boring programming or whatever the hell else he could find on the channels while they were alone but after a while she had wondered into the living room looking for something under the cabinet bending over in front of him muttering as she looked through her bag

He grinned seeing that round ass at full display no longer finding his interest on the TV as his pants tightened up churring as he loosened the button slipping one hand down adjusting the growing problem as she leaned further down giving him a beautiful view of her black lace panties where he could just see the outline of her lower lips smelling her scent clear as day in the air, when she was unsuccessful in finding what she had been looking for she walked towards the kitchen leaving him to wonder on what he was going to0 do – before getting up following her seconds later

He stood in the doorway seeing she was busy again with the baking before her back was to him searching the bottom cabinet for another plastic container making him lumber forward getting right behind her holding tight to her hips as he pressed against her ass “Raph-?” she stood up slowly but before the teen could make another move she was over the counter and his hand sat heavily on her back keeping her down while his other pulled her panties to the side as he let his pants drop unleashing his throbbing member pressing his tip over her silky folds slowly slipping it against her clit his pre mixing with the slick wetness he could smell clearly

“Ya know better than ta wear those in front of me kid – but I have ta admit ya look so fucking sexy in this dress – makes me wonder if yer really like a poison” she tried to move but the moment her body even shifted he had kicked her legs open and pushed in deep groaning loudly as she stretched over him moaning so loud he hoped her neighbors would hear it “In the spirit of the holiday – I think I need a treat babe” he leaned over her feeling the excitement of his random actions had her dripping soaking between their thighs as he started moving slow to tease her as his girth stretched her further “Now – start screaming for me”

He churred slamming into her hard licking at her neck as she clawed at the cabinet crying out each time he plunged in deep “B-Batman voice baby-” he chuckled thrusting into her ay a steady pace seeing she was loving the surprise affection as he started moving faster inside her body letting his voice deepen

“Fuck, what dark knight got you all wet Harley… Ya like m’ cape crusader – mmm yer always so tight” he groaned out the words as she grinned chanting her praises between gasped breathes at the gravelly voice coming from her lover as he moved going in deeper pushing her leg up to rest on the counter moving her so he could see her a little better growling out the pure voice he could imitate perfectly in her ear “Soon as I’m done I think ‘m gonna have to put ya in cuffs before we go down to the station ”

Her body pulsed around him as he moved blocking one foot against the cabinet door throwing her other leg over his shoulder grinning at how flexible she was “I ain’t going quietly bat jerk… ya gonna have ta do better ya want this bad little girl to behave for ya” he almost came on the spot hearing that spot on impression of Harley Quinn moving faster pounding into his mate fast kissing her deeply his mouth crushing over hers as he hit her sweet spot just right getting a pleased cry “Ah that’s it Bat’s – Fuck ahhh yes ride yer Harley baby – F-FUCK JUST LIKE YA STOLE ME FROM MR. J-”

That had him there rubbing her clit fast as he finally busted deep inside her grunting as his cum pumped deep inside her womb as she convulsing and constricting all at once around him looking up at him as he pressed in being sure his seed was going to stay inside her, they had just finished standing there panting and moaning softly sweet kisses being exchanged as he filled her when the snobby bitch she called her friend had come home from classes bitching that the apartment was too hot not looking into the kitchen as she passed opening every danm window making the rooms completely cold before retreating to her own room as he pulled free of his girl was hardly summing up an afternoon of excitement.

Raven had been fixing her dress as he started to dart to her room while the evil slut was in hers to quickly reminding him it was Halloween and that he didn’t have to hide, he in turn had smarted off that his ‘costume’ was too life like to trick people before she pointed out that Sarah liked to steal her stuff and if he was in her room she’d see him anyway.

She had him; fuck did she have a point so Raph had gave in heading back to the living room downing the rest of his beer while sitting back down in the living room flipping through the channels still able to smell the hot sex as he was looking for something other than the crappy shows that were playing tonight again only to hear a scream a few minutes later “What the hell Raven? Who is that?”

“Sarah! Really it’s just a costume. That’s Raphael, my boyfriend”

He turned suppressing a growl as Raven appeared out of the kitchen waving him to stand up with a tight grin loving how clever the kid could be “That’s Mr. Mysterious that you keep going on about... wow he’s big. And your right he is cute- but what’s with his costume he looks like a- I really can’t find the words that will explain how fucking terrifying he looks” he gave her a small grin and a lazy wave ignoring her long explanation for ‘he looks like a freak’ having to force himself to be nice to the woman in front of him dressed in the overly skanky looking maid outfit that made him want to gag since she was wearing the thing to danm small.

He loved big girls thought they were the cutest with all their sexy curves but he was having to keep his eyes trained on her face upon seeing just how high up her skirt was in the front seeing more then he wanted too of the other woman

“I think he looks great, super fucking sexy. If I’m right this was something from a very old comic book brought to life in the twenty first century; one of his friends is a makeup artist for one of those big movie companies and this was something he wanted to show his bosses for the thought of a movie”

Raven was at his side holding his hand placing a new beer in the other as the woman stepped closer looking him over mumbling that he looked so real poking at his shell as Raven leaned up kissing the top of his chest plate “Is this padding or is that all him” He couldn’t help but laugh as Raven ran her fingers over his arms grinning up at him looking slightly mischievous as her body rubbed against his obviously not curved but the quickie they had just accomplished

“Not to brag honey but that’s all him under all that makeup, Raphael is a- boxer in his spare time. Every bit of this is all him and he is pure deliciousness after a good long workout” his brow raised as the other woman poked at his hard muscled arms before shrugging mumbling as she walked off grinning that he was probably hot without all the makeup on

“Well I’m gone girl… you two behave tonight. Oh I may bring this guy back tonight if it goes well… he ain’t cute but from what he’s been bragging about my hopes might be really high”

Raven giggled nuzzling against Raphael’s side before she was smiling slyly “Hey Sarah just a little advice. Try to remember it ain’t all about size or looks – unless you got as lucky as me and got the length, girth, and the sexiest man I  the world that knows how to use every last inch” Raphael grinned looking down on Raven as she pulled him closer kissing him before Sarah made a small sound behind her

“Yeah yeah keep bragging you lucky bitch”

‘What the shit she bought that lame ass story-‘ Raven turned to say bye to her friend but quickly spun back around when the other bent over revealing she wasn’t wearing any underwear hitting her head against his plastron in an attempt to clear the image realizing why he was focusing on her now as the woman left the apartment

“God danm, let’s be honest that was more horrifying than I will ever be” she had looked up at him with a small smile laughing once she couldn’t hold it back anymore pushing him down on the couch straddling his legs with a mischievous smile kissing him in a way that said this was about to take a turn for even more fun maybe a round two before the door opened once more and her friend was grabbing the feather duster from the closet mumbling that they better not have sex on the couch, then she was out the door again

Raven jumped up with an eye roll heading back to the kitchen “Too late to tell me that now – girl my ass is the reason the damn thing is broke in the first place…” he practically choked on his beer laughing hard once more before he focused on the TV again

Maybe Halloween wasn’t so bad

22.) 29.) Nygmobblepot

Prompt 22) “Not to brag but…”

Title: Gambling, Sandwiches, and AdviceAo3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13132944Sorry, it isn’t nygmobblepot-centric but they are cute.

~○~●~○~●“I bet two PB&J,” He slid the wrapped sandwiches into the middle, with the three ham and mustard, a swiss and turkey, and the eight cucumber mini sandwiches. It had been five weeks since the spray paint incident and Harvey had been successfully avoiding his boyfriend ever since. Being away from him didn’t help stamp down his temper much. If there was something that Harvey could do incredibly well, it was hold a grudge. Oswald raised an eyebrow, it hid in his purple streaked fringe. He rubbed his cards on his skinny jeans before placing them back in front of his studded leather jacket and ripped purple shirt.

“Someone’s feeling ballsy today,” Oswald remarked, Harvey huffed in response, pulling at the cuffs of his long-sleeved Law & Order t-shirt. “You alright?”

“It’s Jim.”

“Ahhh.” the everyone nodded,  that explained pretty much everything.

“Is he being a hypocrite again?” Ed asked, rearranging their hand of cards. They were wearing a jeweled mesh sweater over a neon green tank top.

“When is Jim Gordon not a hypocrite?” Jervis asked before taking a sip out of his tiny, dainty teacup. He had a mini top red top hat on, it had a brown feather decal. And an Alice in Wonderland themed shirt under a tweed jacket.

“Fair point.”

“I just wanted to help him paint that ugly bike of his and he just starts on a rant about me being a vandal and how you’re all delinquent criminals, and how gambling is bad, and that I should stop it.”

“We bet with food,” Oswald said, gesturing towards the pile of sandwiches in the middle. Unimpressed by the ‘morals’ of one Jim Gordon. Who punched a kid unconscious and broke into a teacher’s house to see if his homework had been graded.

“That’s exactly what I told him, but no, he gets all high and mighty with his ‘holier than thou’ shit. That was like a month ago! I haven’t seen him or talked to him since.”

“Wow, that bad? …Not to brag, but dating a fellow ‘delinquent’ is fantastic.” Oswald said, pulling Ed closer, planting a kiss on their cheek and ruffling their brown and green curls. Ed immediately flattened their cards against their chest giving a suspicious look to their boyfriend before looking back to Harvey.

“I second that.” Ed agreed, leaning into their boyfriend.

“Maybe I should date a ‘delinquent’…” Harvey, Oswald, and Ed turned to look at Jervis, who promptly dropped his –thankfully– empty teacup.

“Don’t look at me, I’m not into thee!” Jervis looked mortified. There was a beat of silence. “Or  anyone  really…” More silence, then laughter.  

“That’s a funny idea! If J dated!” Harvey laughed. The lone couple snickered.

“The first date would be real classy: a tea party with biscuits and cake!” Ed teased, pantomiming holding a teacup, their pinky held up. Another burst of laughter started.

“He’d wear his best silk hat too!” Oswald cackled. Ed and Harvey joined in quickly.

“All of you can fuck off,” Jervis said smiling and rolling his eyes at his friends. It took awhile for the three to quell their laughter. “So, are you gonna finally dump him, or what?” Jervis asked, not attempting to rhyme. The serious atmosphere returned.

“I don’t know…” Harvey put his hand down. So did everyone else.

“Haha! I win!” Oswald shouted victoriously. He had a royal flush.

“Are you gonna share?” Ed asked, using their big brown puppy eyes to their advantage.

“Maybe… for a kiss.” Harvey and Jervis groaned, rolling their eyes at the kissing couple. Jervis even stuck out his tongue. Harvey smiled, his friends were great, and Jim Gordon wasn’t worth giving them up. No fucking way in hell. Jim would either have to learn to get over the fact that other people did ‘wrong’ things and that Harvey wasn’t gonna abandon his friends for him. Or Jim would have to be let go. That was it. So, which will it be, Jimmy? Will you grow the fuck up or will I have to leave?~○~●~○~●

Prompt 29) “I’m dead” Title: Then, why are you crying?

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13150068

~○~●~○~●“Do you love me?” The voice was rhythmic, smooth, with a music like quality to it. It was a lavish liqueur, making his mind tipsy and his knees weak. The hypnotic red light surrounded him, engulfed him. In the middle of the light was him, he was wearing a tuxedo, dressed impeccably, look complete with a top hat and white bowtie. His hair was slicked back and had a smirk that made Ed hot under the collar. The smooth jazz that acted as an ambiance wasn’t helping either. Ed panted as the man leaned closer and closer to him.

“No.” His throat was tight. He couldn’t say that to himnot after what he’d done… Ed couldn’t. Oswald had betrayed him…

“Oh, Ed, I can tell when you’re lying.” He wished he could hate the ease with which his former friend spoke. How he wished he could bury how much he liked that Oswald knew him so well…

“I don’t love you.” This time words came out as a choked sob. The words were a lie, or at least not entirely true. But he couldn’t love Oswald after what he’d done to him, then his death had been for nothing, then Isabella would be wronged and betrayed in her already unjust death.

“Then, why are you crying?” The whisper tickled his face and soft hands – too soft– cupped his jaw.

“My best friend betrayed me,” He hung his head, letting the hands support it. He wanted Oswald to comfort him, Oswald was good at that. But, he couldn’t, he was sitting at the bottom of Gotham River being eaten by something.

“And now…I’m dead,” Not-Oswald spoke, with a calmness that the real Penguin would not have possessed in this situation.

“You’re not him.” That fact gave Ed no comfort. It meant his friend was really, really gone. And here he was, unable to move on.

“But, I’m close enough, right Ed?” No. He wanted more, he wanted everything, he wanted the temper tantrums, the limp, his cold but soft green eyes, his overzealous hairstyles, and eyeliner, the sense of style, his presence, his bloodlust, everything. But he couldn’t have it, he’d ensured that by destroying everything, By killing him and dumping him in the river. Why had he done that? Surely living with betrayal would be better than this…

“Stop calling me that, you aren’t him.” Only Oswald called him Ed the right way, he made it sound like a special, precious name. Everyone else said it like they were trying to get it out as fast as they could. Not-Oswald said it perfectly, but he wasn’t Oswald, he couldn’t be…

“What if I were? Tell me, did you love him?” The red light went out like a flame and with it stole away his resolve. Alone, Edward Nygma cried. For the sting of betrayal, he still couldn’t understand, for lost love, for the confusion and conflict spiraling in his head. Why couldn’t it be easy? Why did he have to still care? Why did he have to miss him so much? Why did Oswald’s punishment hurt him so? Why couldn’t he just have a simple clean cut life? Why did everything have to be so messy and the lines so blurred? He couldn’t answer the questions in his head because he didn’t know those answers. But the question that Not-Oswald asked, he couldn’t answer that because it would make Oswald right. It would mean his death was just the cold-blooded murder of someone you love…~○~●~○~●

BTS WINGS TOUR CHICAGO EXPERIENCE

hello all! It’s the morning after my first ever kpop concert ( BTS in Chicago) and I want to make a post about my experience and the overall night to remember and look back on. I’m not posting this to brag in any way that I was fortunate enough to go and I am also posting this on the kpop Amino!

Jin: Okay so first off there were so many Jin stans at the concert ( second only to Hoseok ) and it made my heart so happy people were screaming for him like crazy, even during the music videos before. “Awake” was definitely one of my top performances for sure, hearing his angelic voice live shook me so hard I just stood there in awe. You could see how much emotion he was putting in and the stage was beautiful and simple and perfect and his vocals blew me away, hearing them live was too much guys. Also!! Jin Keeps up so well with the choreography !! Like I was astounded. He was so sweet and kept blowing kisses everywhere and stole J Hopes Shark hat once too. He looked like he was about to cry after his solo!! His voice was even better than expected. Rap Monster: okay Namjoon looked SO SO happy throughout the entire concert. He was getting so lit during cypher and spoke the most (obviously ) but I really underestimated how good his English his ! It was clear and funny and understandable and he asked us if we would be with them until the end and it made me so emotional. “Reflection” was incredible because of the atmosphere and we were all yelling at him and I just felt so proud of all he’s done as a leader. Suga: okay Min Yoongi caused the first cry of the night for me. All I did during “First Love” was stand there with my hand on my chest crying. His jacket was showstopping and he had instruments with him and he came in and out with a piano and I could just feeeeeel the emotion pouring out of him. His voice was so raw and a bit higher than I expected and just incredible. He had me awestruck the whole night and, especially during cypher, looked like he was thoroughly enjoying himself. Watching him dance was just crazy and just being in the same room as him made me feel so whole ! Also screaming “CHICAGOOOO” seemed to be his favorite thing to do and like growled it all the time. Also this current hair is my favorite on yoongi #confirmed Jimin: seeing jimin dance in YouTube videos and fan cams is one thing, but it’s a totally different ballgame seeing him live let me tell you. I could see how he was controlling his body and how fluid yet strong his moves were and he was so smiley. He did a cute jump at the end and let me tell you he kept doing harmonies and high notes during 1!2!3! And he kept YELLING and GROWLING at us!!!! Getting us hyped as hell “LETS MAKE SOME NOISEEEE” constantly being yelled from him. He gave out so many mini hearts!!! “Lie” choreography was amazing like I’m sure you’ve heard, but this boy’s high notes slayed too. He looked so in awe of all the fans too. Jungkook: this boy’s voice is perfect. I thought I knew how could it was until I heard how stable he was live. Begin was breathtaking and that footwork was a little crazy and his jacket was jaw dropping. He put on bunny ears and bounced around and his hair looked…so…soft. He barely seemed tired by the end and kept looking around everywhere at all the fans and it made me so so happy. J-Hope: I know everyone says this, but JUNG HOSEOK WAS MEANT TO BE A PERFORMER. He was a pure energizer bunny bringing energy every second of every moment he was on stage! He had incredible vocals during MAMA and got emotional and his dancing blew me away, and he kept smirking and even did the dances to songs they didn’t do full dances too ( like “danger ” ) all by himself it was cute and hot lmao. He kept talking about how he “bought this hat!” From the aquarium and he seemed to love Chicago ( we thought a fan gave the hat to him but he brought it on lmao and then Jin stole it and they pretended it ate them) He was 100000x more beautiful in person which I didn’t think was possible. Taehyung: Okay…. Bias time. Seeing V life ruined me for real. I had to keep reminding myself to look at other people sometimes during the group dances lmao. But just Tae’s presence was incredible. His live vocals slayed me during Stigma and a girl Had to ask me if I was okay. I was in awe- he looked soooo good. He’s so beautiful and he took my breath away. Seeing him dance and just perform made me so happy!!!! His voice was even better than recordings and it sounded just as deep and rich. He had a cute hat on at the end and I honestly miss them so much writing this right now :((( he was so gorgeous in person and I can’t believe he’s even real tf Other highlights- RapMon saying he would live in Chicago if he lived in the us Jungkook memorizing phrases and telling us that even if we are far far away we are together The incredible VCRs? 7 boys 1 heart, 1 boy 7 hearts Cypher part 4. Hobi was so extra and suga was feeling himself hardcore and RapMon jumped ¡ so ¡ high ¡¿