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I RAN PUT OF TAG SPACE BUT HOLY SHIT THIS WAS BEAUTIFUL

I WAS A SINKING SHIP WITH TOO MANY LEAKS <- ARE YOU KIDDINF ME ROSIE FHDBDJSJSJD

Beautiful just beautiful

and the story ending at the swings just where it started my heart ♥️

Something Gave You The Nerve To Touch My Hand

Summary: At his mother's funeral, Spencer sees an old, familiar face that he never thought he'd see again. But then again, he's always had a habit of being haunted by the living.

Word Count: 4950

Content Warnings: Parent death (Diana), divorce, prison storyline, reunited, kisses

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Ex-Wife Reader (angst with a happy/hopeful ending)

Note: Well after nearly a month of not writing anything, I wanted to put something out there. I hope you enjoy this!

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She used to have pigtails.

That’s the first thought that crosses Spencer’s mind as he gazes out into the crowd. A mixture of familiar and unfamiliar faces greet him. Some old, some young. Some from his mother’s group home; her doctors and nurses and friends. He sees the faces that he’d expect to see at a memorial service. But the face that captures his attention is the face that he never thought he’d seen again.

When Spencer met her, she had pigtails.

He tries to regain his composure. In some twisted way he can pretend that he’s getting choked up from grief, not seeing a ghost of a woman he once knew and loved. Still loves. If Spencer is honest with himself, he would have expected his mother to walk down the middle of the rows of chairs and people before Y/N. When they ended things, all those years ago, it was hard for Spencer to turn away, knowing he hurt the one good thing in his life. He was dead to her, but why is she at his mother’s funeral?

Giving the audience a brief smile, Spencer starts talking again. He never forgets anything, but he’s sure as hell will never remember a single word of his speech. Not when images of them as little kids with thick glasses and messy pigtails flash before his eyes. Standing before the crowd of people, Spencer realizes two things. There were two people on this Earth that have known him the longest. One is gone somewhere even Spencer doesn’t know. And the other is his ex wife.

“If we swing high enough maybe we’ll be able to touch the clouds,” Y/N says, gleefully as she pumps her feet higher and higher. Spencer swings next to her, tossing her a glance from the other side of his thick rimmed glasses. He hates heights and would much rather be hunting for four leaf clovers or insects.

But Y/N loves them so Spencer pretends he does too. It’s as simple as that. He’ll love anything she does because he loves her.

“I don’t think that’s possible,” Spencer says, his feet trying to push himself higher and higher to keep up with her, “But we can try,”

For a couple of minutes they swing, side by side, with nothing but the stale, dry air fighting against them as they swing on their favorite swing set. Spencer closes his eyes, letting the sun warm his face. He’s never felt more at home than when he is with Y/N; she makes him feel safe and warm inside. He feels it when he hears her laugh at his jokes, when they talk about everything and anything, when they’re completely quiet sleeping on top of a fresh sheet in her backyard all summer.

He loves her. Like Amy loved Laurie. Like Anne loves Gilbert. Like Peter loves Wendy. And like all of them, Spencer wishes that he never has to grow up.

“Are you even listening to me?” Y/N says, shouting as she swings back as Spencer swings forward. He almost forgot that he was swinging, with the Las Vegas underneath his feet, “When I say jump, JUMP!” she shouts, gleefully giggling and making Spencer crack a smile.

He’s almost more jealous of her than he loves her. Spencer hates being envious of her loving parents that remember her birthdays and remember to pack her lunch for school. He’s jealous that she gets to think her toes can touch the sky. Spencer hates when his father yells or when he has to hide in the closet because it’s too hard to see his mother so upset. He hates that his mind is older than his heart, because all he wants to do is believe as strong as Y/N does in magic and fairy tales and happily ever afters.

“JUMP!” Y/N shouts, breaking Spencer from his daydream. Y/N soars through the sky, holding her hands out to feel the hot air between her fingers. Her pigtails whip around violently, dancing in tune with her blissful shouts and excited screams. She lands on the ground with her feet planted firmly in the mulch. Spencer feels himself launch from the swing, extending his feet out and holding his arms flat. He closes his eyes, unlike Y/N who always keeps her open, scared of what’s to come.

He feels his feet hit the ground, then his head, and then he opens his eyes. The sun is like a halo, making her look like an angel. Spencer brings his hand to his head and then to the front of his face. His fingers glisten with blood. He groans, dropping his head back to the ground.

“Oh Spencer. You’re hurt,” Y/N says, crouching next to him, unsure what to do. She looks at him, her eyes misting with tears, “Does it hurt?”

“A little bit,” Spencer says, grimacing as he hoists himself up, “Maybe you can the first aid kit that’s in your garage, and maybe don’t tell your mom. I don’t want my mom to find out,” he asks, feeling his heart thump out of his chest when Y/N wipes mulch and dirt off the back of his tee-shirt, “She’ll worry,”

“But moms make everything better, Spencer. She’ll kiss it better,” Y/N says, something gave her the nerve to squeeze Spencer’s hand as she whispers. Pain. Pain and excitement course through his veins. It’s an odd combination for a seven year old, but Spencer is used to the peculiar and odd. They always seem to have a habit of following him around.

“I can kiss it better,” Y/N tells him, her voice light and airy like the breeze that brushes her hair into her face. Her braided pigtails are messy from soar so high above the trees that she thinks she’s touching the sky.

“Please,” Spencer whispers, sounding, for the first time in a very long time, like the little boy he actually is. Spencer knows that magic and fairy tales and happily ever afters are only found on the shelves in the Las Vegas Public Library or hidden under his mattress.

But he swears to himself, right there, as Y/N’s fingers brush away strands of hair from his forehead, that he’ll do whatever he can to convince himself it’s real.

Spencer hates small talk, especially when that small talk is paired with people trying to wrap him in a hug or kiss his cheeks in sympathy. He never particularly liked hugs, or people touching him in general. For his entire life, Spencer kept people at arm's length. The only person he ever let in was Y/N, and they both know how that ended.

Sighing deeply, Spencer takes out his handkerchief from his pocket, folding and unfolding it. He does it to look occupied so he can avoid a draining conversation for a minute or two. Family that he doesn’t remember seeing too often and his mother’s friends filter into the main room. It’s ornately decorated, with fancy sofas with velvet fabric and rugs with ostentatious patterns. The room is beautiful, but suffocating. Spencer, looking around at the ‘memoryless’ face, searches for an exit.

“Ahh you must be William’s son,” a woman says, walking up to Spencer with whom he presumes to be her husband. They are old, around his mother’s age and clearly knew his father, “The resemblance is there, dear. We lived down the street, we heard about her passing and wanted to pay our condolences,”

“Yes, I suppose it is,” Spencer says, tucking his hands in his pockets to avoid a handshake. He smiles politely, but underneath his congeniality he is desperate to end this conversation with a quip about his father abandoning him, “But you know, my Aunt Ethel always said I favored my mother,”

“Oh is that right? You were always a precocious one, dear. I remember the shenanigans you’d get in with that neighbor of yours,”

He smiles politely again, nodding as the lady and her husband. She’s still talking to Spencer about some story from his childhood that she’s getting all wrong. He doesn’t have the energy in him to correct her. Instead, Spencer lets the chatter of people fill his ears like a steady current. It’s almost numbing as the talkative woman and the rest of the crowd drifts further and further away…

“Well, dear,” the husband says, bringing Spencer back to Earth. He pats his wife’s hand, squeezing in a way that tells her it’s time to move on, “We’re going to chat with some old neighbors,” he adds, both of them smiling and whispering their sorrows as they pass him.

Just as Spencer thinks about hiding in the bathroom, something outside catches his eye. He slips between a group of people, shaking off their sympathies as he heads to the front door. Part of him thinks that he’s seeing a ghost again– that she really isn’t here. But then, he knows that there will always be a part of him that knows she’s the one. He opens the front door, seeing the back of her head as she sits on the front porch.

“You’re actually here,” he says, his voice finally letting go, “I thought I saw a ghost back there,” he adds, chuckling wryly as Y/N turns around.

“Of course,” she whispers, standing up and wiping her hands on her black dress, “I know how much you love her,”

“Yeah,” Spencer says, stepping forward, but not too close. If he goes anywhere near Y/N’s touch he knows he’ll crumble and he’s not sure if he’ll ever be able to let go again, “I–”

“Do you want–” she says, their voices cutting each other off. Spencer moves closer to her as people walk down the steps, leaving the funeral home, “Sorry,” she says, smiling as Spencer takes in her appearance for the first time in 5 years.

“You first,” he says, noticing that her hair is a little bit shorter than it was, “See, I’ve changed,” he jokes, wondering if 5 years is too soon to tease about the reason for their divorce. Clearly it is, because Y/N smiles her same toothy smile that he fell in love with twenty-five year ago.

“I was going to ask if you wanted to get out of here,” Y/N clairfies, “I know that these things can get really stressful. And all this hugging and touching and small talk isn’t your thing,”

“It’s okay,” Spencer says, rushing through the words as if she’ll leave if he takes too long, “It’s you, Y/N. You’ve always…your touch never bothered me,” he clarifies, settling on the porch with Y/N next to him. Spencer wonders who long they can sit in this comfortable silence before it morphs into something awkward.

“You seem to be holding yourself together alright,” Y/N speculates, yet the tone of her voice tells Spencer that she’s lying. Who she’s lying for, him or herself, Spencer will never know, but for now he’ll take comfort in believing that his steely exterior is holding strong, “I am so sorry, Spence. I know how much your mom means to you,”

Spencer nods, distrustful of his ability to keep his voice steady. He grabs Y/N’s hand, brushing his thumb against her skin. He’s held her hand more times than he can count and can still remember the last time he held her hand, even though at the moment he truly believed that there would never be a last time. Spencer takes it as a good sign that she doesn’t shy away from him. Maybe it’s her just being nice to him, guiding him through grief as some kind of angel of twisted justice: the one person who can fix his broken heart is the very person whose heart he broke.

“It’s just,” Spencer starts, unable to stop his voice from breaking, “It’s like I don’t have a mom anymore, and my whole life it’s been me and her,” Y/N untangles her hand from his to wipe his tears from his face. She doesn’t say anything, but somehow they both know that she’s included too. He’s always had a perfect memory, but even Spencer can’t seem to unravel his memories with Y/N with the memories that don’t include her. From birthday cakes at her house when his mother forgot or holding him as he fell asleep the first night without his father, she was there. She’s always been there. And Spencer remembers it all too well.

He rests his head against her chest, clutching the soft fabric of her velvet dress. The texture feels soothing on his fingertips, forcing him to remember that this is all real, that he’s alone. Again.

“Oh, Spence,” Y/N says, whispering so softly that Spencer doesn’t think she actually said it, “She loved you so much,”

Spencer doesn’t know what to say. He knows that Y/N will see right through some apathetic line of gratitude. It’s useless to build up a front against the one person who knows where the secret door is. He’ll try, however, to hide still, but hope to himself that Y/N has a spare key buried up her sleeve somewhere.

“I’m sorry,” Spencer says, “I’ve never had to do this before. I always thought I’d be the first to go. You know with my job,”

“I know,”

“Yeah,” Spencer says, “You do know,” he adds, letting the thickness of the silence settle between them. Her hand grazes over his knuckles. It’s impossible, but her fingertips leave little tattoos across his skin. No amount of freedom, or maybe it’s loneliness he can’t tell, can get him clean. His wife will be all over him, no matter what he does. It’s living that haunts Spencer Reid. The living have to suffer the consequences of him. The dead get off easy.

“Let’s get out of here,” Y/N says, standing up, but not dropping his hand. Spencer looks over his shoulder through the stained glass portion of the door window. People mill about, talking and wiping their eyes with tissues that are too rough. He sighs, needing to feel something beside this dullness that threatens to spread through his entire body. Spencer sighs and grabs Y/N hand, trusting her like he should have held her all those years ago.

Spencer isn’t sure what’s colder, the handcuffs that pinch into his skin or his blood that courses through his veins. It’s the only thing he can focus on. Not the warbled tones coming from the judge. Not the words of assurance from his attorney. Not Derek’s grip on his shoulder.

Well, correction. He can focus on two things.

How cold he is and his wife’s warm hands covering his cold ones. Her hands are soft in the places where his are calloused and scrapped. His injuries have scabbed over and grown into new skin, leaving him itchy. Spencer bit his nails out of something in between frustration and guilt. Maybe he finally understands why Emily does it. He goes to bring his hand to his mouth, but is stopped by the handcuffs around his wrists. An uncomfortable heat rises in his cheeks. Spencer cautiously peaks towards Y/N, wondering if she saw what he did. Even with his observation skills, Y/N is too composed to read. He’s known her long enough to know that she acts like there’s a brick wall between her and the world, when in reality the brick wall is crumbling to dust before her feet.

Spencer can’t hear a word that the judge says, her voice is like the white noise that he listens to when he sleeps to drown out the sound of traffic. Even if he strains his ears, it’s nothing but the gibberish words that Charlie Brown adults speak.

It’s so quiet in the courtroom, Spencer wonders if someone were to drop a hairpin, would it sound like an eruption? It’s the kind of quiet that makes him be so aware of his heartbeat. The constant thump, thump, thump coming from his chest. It’s the kind of quiet that if he focuses on the wall above the judge he can hear the ticking of the clock. The grim image of a Doomsday Clock materializes in his mind. Along with a desperate Spencer frantically searching for a way to push back time.

If only he could go back to those lunch box days, when he was little, when they were, when things were so simple. Gone would be the cuffs that pinch his skin. He’d trade in his mistakes and missteps for simplicity and serenity. He’d hold Y/N’s hand, never daring to drop it. They’d swing high about the trees with Las Vegas under their feet. If only he could go back to seven. He hit his peak at seven, when he fell in love with the girl with the toothless smile and uneven pigtails.

He’s ruined himself since then. Spencer’s haunted by the living, tortured by his own soul, broken in fractured shards by his own hand. He can’t be the poison that taints his wife, the best person he knows.

Her hand covers his. It’s the last time she’ll touch him. It’s the last time he’ll feel her soft, warm skin brush against his rough, cold skin. He’ll mourn for the kisses and the touches and whispers of affection he’ll deny himself from in order to protect her. Spencer will let her picture him at seven. Back when it was good, when the ghosts had friendly smiles and the demons were figments of the overactive imagination.

He’ll drop her hand and hope that a less broken man will kiss her itchy scabs from the wounds he caused.

–

The flowers that they planted together died of thirst. It is Las Vegas, the city of sinners in a rainless land, afterall. But tenacious seven year olds and lovestruck seventeen year olds don’t let odds stop them. Spencer looks at the little patch of dried up flowers from his seat in Y/N’s care. Everything about their old playground looks the same. The swingset overlooks a parking lot, the slide is peeling, and the monkey bars are filled with happy children balancing on top.

He remembers teetering on top of the monkey bars, flying high on the swings, and planting flowers destined to die with Y/N. He remembers a time when their problems were scraped knees and sprained pinkies. He remembers a time when they’d dream of getting to call their own shots. He remembers a time when they’d run home, chasing each other as gleeful shouts of happiness carried them home.

But now, Spencer dreams of simplicity. He dreams of having a mom to tell him baby stories. He dreams of a wife to kiss his forehead at night and lazily confess her love. He dreams of going to sleep on a bed too small to share, but making it work anyway. He wonders if Y/N dreams of it too. He wonders if she holds her pillow tight, pretending it’s him, like he pretends his pillow is her.

In only his dreams he is unmarred. He’s whole and loved and healed in his daydreams. But dreams never last; they’re built to fall apart. In his wake he’s maimed by the love affair jilted at his own hands. In a way, Spencer Reid knows he’ll always be the bungling little boy struggling to keep up with the little girl in pigtails. Teetering from the monkey bars, with his arms spread out for balance, he’ll fall to the ground. And even now, decades laters, he knows his wounds will only heal if she’s the one to bandage him up.

But his words shot to kill and he lost the one real thing he’s ever known. Lost in his thoughts, Spencer hardly realizes that Y/N calls his name. Her voice is soft above the drowning, deafening babble of his mind. Her hand touches his, and the only thing Spencer is sure about in this universe is that her touch is the only thing he wants to feel.

“Spence,” Y/N whispers, talking low even though they are alone in the car, “Hey, you know you can talk to me still. I know we have a really…painful history. It’s just that,” she says, trying to collect her thoughts on something even Spencer can’t quite articulate himself, “It’s just that, despite what happened between us, a big part of me will always love a big part of you,”

Spencer looks up at Y/N, feeling his heart threaten to thump out of his chest. He swears he can see the slightest materization of a smile on Y/N’s face. It’s something a little sad, but hopeful in the same breath. Like it’s an involuntary action, he can feel his lips curve upwards in the same unreadable sad, yet hopeful smile.

“I can’t help but think if one thing was different, Y/N, would everything be different,” Spencer says, sandwiching his hand over her hand. Y/N twists herself in the driver’s seat so she faces Spencer. Even though he’s already looked her in the eye today, he’s unsure if he’ll be brave enough to do it again, “If I never went to Mexico, I know we’d still be together. We’d never would have–”

“I know,” Y/N says, “But you know, Spencer,” she adds, drawing shapeless figures over his hands, “That’s the one thing I’ll never forgive you for,”

“Going to Mexico?” Spencer asks, his chest tightening at Y/N’s confession. He always knew that his choice to lie to her about what was happening to his mother caused a riff between them, “I was scared, Y/N. I was so scared of what was happening to my mom,”

“I loved you mother, Spencer,” Y/N tells him, “She made me my most favorite person in the world. But, no. That’s not what I’ll never forgive you for. It’s you making the decision for me to leave me,” she says, darting her eyes downwards. It’s her tell when she’s about to cry. And Spencer knows Y/N well enough to know that she’ll want to pretend she’s fine for him.

“You know why I did it, Y/N,” Spencer says, the bitterness in his voice directed at the choice he felt like he was forced into making, not at the person, his ex-wife, that was maimed by it, “I did it because I loved you too much to let you be married to me. I was a sinking ship with too many leaks. I was going to jail for five years. I knew that I wouldn’t be the same man I was when I got out. I couldn’t bear to be a stranger to you. I couldn’t bear to force you into a messy life. I had to protect you,”

She’s silent. Y/N stares out the windshield, still and stoic as she collects her thoughts. Spencer stares at her, like he’s stuck in time. He’s unsure for how long they are silent for it could be 20 seconds or 20 years, Spencer’s not sure. He can hear it in the silence. All the words he should have said all those years ago. All those words he wished he heard all those years ago.

Y/N, like a woman on a mission, flings open the door. Before she slams it shut, she pokes her head, an unreadable look on her face, “Are you coming?” She slams the door before he can answer, chasing her to the swingset, just like he did decades ago.

Y/N starts to pump her legs on the swingset, gaining height as Spencer swings without much momentum. They are as quiet as they were in the car, yet the sounds of traffic play in the background. Spencer lets his shiny black dress shoes get covered in the dusty, sandy excuse for dirt. The hem of his pants is caked with dirt and his mismatched socks suddenly feel juvenile and frivolous. They’re like a facade of the man he used to be. Long before he swapped the colorful patterns of green anchors and yellow dice for white socks with raw seams and unseamly orange slip ons that pinch his toes.

“We were a team, Spencer,” Y/N says, her form flying past Spencer in a blur of black clothing, “For as long as I can remember, any memory I’ve had, you’ve been there. Christmases when we were so desperate for snow that we spent all our allowance money on styrofoam. Summer vacations when we’d spend day after day building that treehouse. When you asked me to marry you and we had that crappy little apartment but thought it was a palace? Spencer, my life is so intertwined with yours. And in the moment that you needed me the most, you pushed me away?”

Spencer closes his eyes, feeling the warm desert air christen his skin. Something about the way his hair moves in the slight wind and the dust covering his shoes makes him feel more at home than he’s felt in years. Or maybe it’s the woman next to him. The only living soul that knows him more than himself. Chased by ghosts more alive than himself. haunted by his barbed-wire wrapped mistakes and taunted his chain-ensnared demons.

He’s always been haunted by the living.

“I–” Spencer starts, his voice trembling with uncertainty as Y/N slows to a stop, “I know that I did hurt you. It hurt me too, Y/N. But goddamnit, I was drowning. My entire life I knew what I wanted. I wanted a quiet life with you. I wanted summers spent in the treehouse with inevitable splinters in our hands. I wanted winters when it snowed so much and you’d build a fire to keep my brittle heart warm. I wanted everything with you, Y/N. I wanted everything with you, but I didn’t deserve it. I was fractured. I was tainted,” Spencer says, “And now, now, I’m not even sure who I am anymore,”

“Spencer,” Y/N says, “You are the love of my life. And I know I’m yours. I’ve loved you for decades. The forever kind of love,”

“I shouldn’t have pushed you away,” Spencer mumbles, “It’s my greatest regret, Y/N. I should have let you in on my darkest days. And now, now, I think I’m ready to let you back in,” he admits. Turning with a hesitant look on his face, “I’m ready to let you love me, like I have always loved you,”

“I’ve never stopped loving, Spence,” Y/N says, stopping hard with her feet planted firmly on the ground, “You know, it’s fitting that we’re here,” she says, referring to the day that Spencer will never let himself forget.

“We were so young back then,” Spencer says, remember how tightly Y/N hugged him and how her kisses against his face threatened to suffocate him in the best way possible, “And naive,”

“Gullible,” Y/N says, standing up in front of Spencer with her hands gripping the crackled plastic of the cains. Spencer finds himself smiling, up at her, swaying slightly as he moves back and forth.

“Wide eyed,” Spencer adds, “You’re going to lose this one, Y/N,” he says, “You are going up against a certified genius,” he teases, a familiar smile forming. The kind of smile that he thinks has an expiration date that has passed in the years they spent apart.

“In love,” Y/N says, a sort of finality in her voice that makes Spencer concede, “I win,” she whispers, her hands sliding down the chainlink and stopping once they reach Spencer’s. He can’t even count the number of times his hands have touched Y/N hands. It would have to be tens of thousands of times. But something now gives her the nerve to touch his hand and quiet his fears.

“You win,” Spencer says, standing up to his full height. They stand so close that Spencer breathes in the stale air and Y/N fruity perfume one breath. Her hair is no longer in pigtails, but is full of the sweetness of the wind from the swing. He looks at her through his eyelashes, unsure if this is what she wants.

Y/N presses her hands to his cheeks, holding still as she stands at her tiptoes and presses her lips to his lips. Her lips haunted him for the years they spent apart. And the pressure of having her kiss him again threatens to consume him. It’s light and so soft that Spencer doesn’t believe it’s actually happened. It’s not the kind of kiss that happens in the pouring rain. They don’t shed each other’s clothes off. It’s not the kind of kiss that’s the grand finale to the fight of the decade.

It’s the kind of kiss that only two people who loved each other for their entire lives can have. The way she kisses him makes him forget, it takes away the numb pain that threatens to eat him alive. The purple-pink sky above their heads casts a golden light on Y/N’s face. Spencer moves closer, casting a shadow as he deepens the kiss. He restrains himself from growing too eager with the kiss. Something about it tells him it’s not their last, it’s the being something new. Something a bit older and healed and tender. Something that’s somehow everything Spencer needs with someone who can give him just that.

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Lupin III Chapter 40 Review

hi tumblr it's me day 2 let's see how long i can go for once again never take any of this seriously this is just for fun ok thanks

this chapter starts out with a sussy looking man trying to escape out of prison!!! who the fuck is he????

from the left bottom panel over there we can see that he's been caught by the police, who then escorts him in a car with two other people who seem to know him

look at their faces thats very sus

then we switch to kid lupin in his mansion listening into the convo happening in the police's car it seems to be connected to the police's walkie talkie but suddenly! he is in shock and bolts out the house what did he hear in the walkie talkie?? and where is he going???

well well well the walkie talkie speaks of the various prison escapees... and one of them, the man whom we saw escaping earlier WAS NONE OTHER THAN LUPIN II, HIS FATHER!!!!!!!!!!!

i hate him so much anyways ahem ahem Lupin iii on the other hand runs out to a cemetery, which houses the gravestone of his father?? he is equally just as shocked to hear this chapter plot twist, his father whom he thought was dead was alive all along!?

apparently it was arsene lupin that told him that his father was dead, we never get told why he did it, but i wonder maybe because a lupin who fails at his job is no longer a lupin in his eyes, so since lupin ii was captured and thrown in jail, he is nothing but dead to him it can also possibly explain why lupin iii got put in so much rigorous training at such a young age and become conditioned to pass on arsene's legacy because his son couldnt but enough with overanalyzing the plot, let's move on

ANOTHER lady (i dont think its been the same one since this entire kid lupin series???) appears and says that she's known the truth for years now and i guess they just go back to the mansion ah yes ive learned that my father is actually alive lets not do anything about it nah jk hes probably trying to process everything poor kid

going back to lupin ii's side, the police turns out to be one of his allies and gets them out of prison along with handing them guns n shit then one of his friends just shoots the police??? and lupin ii is reasonably pissed like wtf you killed the dude that worked with us then the guy reasons that the guy is still a cop and they still shouldnt trust ok whatever fine lets go with that then

i cant bro is so angry apparently in this panel he says "HE WAS MY BEST CONTACT!" and im just wondering what he meant by that maybe its just tokyopop translation spouting bs again but it may just be something from the og manga im thinking maybe he was trying to monitor lupin iii? currently the plot isn't at the point where i can explain my idea though

now his next plan is to find lupin iii, whoom he claims is posing as a fake and his son was supposed to be dead???? shits getting wild

theres so much shit to absorb in just these panels

the cityscape looks so fucking cool???? i want to draw like that…

LUPIN III IS JUST LYING ON HIS COUCH HOLDING A TV UP TO HIS FACE??? HES JUST USING IT AS AN IPAD HELP IF THAT ISNT THE FUNNIEST WAY TO WATCH TV EVER IDK WHAT IS

LUPIN II JUST FUCKING POPS OUT OF NOWHERE??? IS BRO FLOATING PYCAL STYLE????

anyways lupin iii gets attacked by them prison men! lupin iii sees his dad and hes like you're not my dad prove it to me then lupin ii is like you're not my son!

then they like fight or something

lupin ii holds the woman earlier hostage and is about to rape her, then lupin iii says that they're surrounded by the police and hes about to get arrested anyway (this is so stupid) then lupin iii leaves thinking hell get arrested, and it turns out that the woman and lupin ii were just faking it and this was just a test for lupin iii

Panel 1: "You can put your clothes on." "Oh, are we done now?" Panel 2: "He's not ready to take over the family business." "Well, at least tell him the truth, you owe him that much." Panel 3: "Not yet." "Not until he proves his worth."

the lupin family is just like a traditional asian family you better start burning at least 90 houses until you're allowed to eat dinner again then lupin ii retreats and dresses up as a police officer, he tricks the detective guy (from the earlier chapter) into thinking that he has escaped into the mountains

then he hops on a motorcycle to escape, and oh? it seems like lupin iii already found out his plan and was camping in the sidecar to wait for him but unfortunately… his father rams him onto a tree.

great job lupin ii great treatment of your son you havent seen in years :thumbsup: but this is the end of the kid lupin chapters! we will be resuming back to the monkey man tomorrow. (nevermind i have something else planned for tomorrow no chapter 41 til thursday) lupin ii will never been seen in the lupin manga for a long long time…

also i like how this chapter singlehandedly explains why motorcycles with sidecars are no longer a thing anymore today.

#lupin the 3rd #lupin iii #lupin the third #lupin ii #local lupin manga fan screams about the manga as per usual

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fyodorslave · 3 years ago

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JJK characters as things me and my friends have said

(aka just me and my best friend because i only have 1 friend)

implied sexual themes

gojo, megumi, yuuji, yuuta, maki, nobara, inumaki, nanami, getou, toji, sukuna, panda, todo

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gojo: remember how ur friends blocked me for being racist?

nanami: remember how u were racist

(to clarify, i was not being racist i js said something about white ppl LOL)

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inumaki: wait nendo has the big dick

maki: ...

panda: ITS CANON HE HAS A BIG DICK

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gojo: i needa take poop

gojo: hoping it’s not diarrhoea

(7 minutes later)

gojo: you wanna know what happened

gojo: it was diarrhoea 😒

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getou: i wanna ride saikis brother kusuke but it never came in my dreams

gojo: I WANT saikis brother to drill into me

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megumi: i literally hate fyodors hat

todo: do yk the symbolism behind it and the colour

megumi: no

todo: so hes russian as we know, the white shows purity which is completely contradictory to himself- a terrorist. Its also white because of the amount of my cum its absorbed

megumi: i cant be bothered replying anymore

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toji: and he said lawyers are always dishonest and crooked

toji: like um ok? thats exactly what I AM

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gojo: I will hammer the concepts into my head while imagining Fyodor hammering into me

megumi: i hope fyodor takes actual hammer and hits u on the head

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yuuji: LMFAO

megumi: boi if u don’t shut up

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yuuta: my grandparents are deqd

nobara: THATS SO FUNNY IDK WHY BUT I LET OUT A GUTTURALLY DEEP CHUCKLE AT THAT I SWEAR

maki: so insensitive BUT FUNNY ISTG

panda: is she paralysed?

yuuta: she's dead

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megumi: the funniest thing happened today

yuuji: 💀😭😭😭💀💀

megumi: i haven't even told the story yet

megumi: the fuck are you laughing at?

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sukuna: im touching myself

sukuna: no jk i just wanted to say that

yuuji: you're done

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*picture of ran haitani*

gojo: i want to grab his ponytails like a lasso and ride him like a cowboy

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yuuta: yamete kudasai

inumaki: i dropped my lighter from the roof

yuuta: train to busan guy

inumaki: what do i do

yuuta: gong something

inumkai: i cant get it

yuuta: i want gongs dong

maki: jump and kys in the process

(idk what this convo was)

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inumaki: I'll use the other lighter

inumaki: the giant one

panda: i hope you burn your face

inumaki: is it cause your jealous im prettier than you so you want me to burn and become ugly so you feel better about your horrendous looking face?

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toji: is she lesbian?

megumi: bitch idfk stop asking me the damn sexuality of an olympic athlete

toji: she's bi?

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sukuna: my nails are so pretty and long

nobara: they look like fermented sausages

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gojo: what time is it?

getou: look at the top of your screen

gojo: its midnight

getou: bitch its 7

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maki: you're always showering when i talk to you

megumi: ok and?? im no dirty mf

maki: i hope your water service gets cancelled

megumi: i hope your house sinks

maki: LMFAO

megumi: yeah you aint gon be laughing when it sinks

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yuuji: lawl

sukuna: tf is lawl?

yuuji: lol

yuuji: wait i have a good one

yuuji: lawlick deez nuts like ice cream

sukuna: bitch you stupid

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megumi: im sleep deprived

toji: sleep deprived? stop lying i bet your sleeping all the time

toji: sleep deprivation

toji: more like

toji: compulsive deceit

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panda: IVE BEEN ACTIVE, JUST NOT ON INSTAGRAM

inumaki: active on what

inumaki: pornhub

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nobara: OMG WHAT IF YOU GET DOXXED AND IT TURNS OUT YOUR HOMELESS

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yuuji: should i vlog on youtube

nanami: ngl you would be good at it

nanami: good at making people dislike the video

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sparring-spirals · 3 years ago

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yadda yadaa TLOVM S1 e9 liveblog GIVE ME THE ZOMBIES

oh, or briarwoods flashbacks, that’s okay too I guess

cannot stop thinking about the posts re: the briarwoods choosing to revamp their style after the vampire-ing and evil-ing. Like they look good here too (even with Sylas half dead), but wow they really did go all in on the aesthetic after huh. i respect that.

So like, if being a vampire stops you from aging, does that mean Sylas’s silver streaks were... manually put in. Did Sylas go “i want to be a silver fox and no “lack of aging” is going to stop me", and then sit in his bathtub to dye his hair? This is great, I love this so much. Hell yeah.

also: nice, love villains getting fleshed out :)

Sylas, at any given point in time: oh there goes my wife :) look at her she’s so great :) what is she doing? no idea. who knows. maybe summoning an undead army. maybe doing occult rituals with a prisoner in the basement. :) isn’t she lovely :)

laud-

*scanlan, somehow finding the breath to complain AND shriek in terror about the undead* cass, already having had one near death experience today, flipping a zombie: god someone please kill me this gnome

“percy how many undead are there in your city???” love the implication that this is just a whitestone issue. fucking whitestone, full of stuffy nobles and also the ZOMBIES, also terrible nightlife! only nightDEAD am i right haha

Grog is RIGHT! Zombies DO come from under the ground! normally! listen to the man!!

Well... at least Keyleth and Vax are not flirting with long gazes mid battle. genuinely glad for that. Look at these two awkward beans.

CHRIST Vex. “well, that was kind of hot, but-” ksdlfkjaafhlajfhljzh sjfh i mean mood, Scanlan vex is really, truly, terrible, at expressing softer feelings for people isn’t she. I would say “other than Vax” but no, she really is just. Absolute trainwreck at it.

The zombies DO seem to love Scanlan, i guess they do know he’s delectable.

“Could be worse.” “HOW?” “Could be my arm.” See previous bullet about Vex. Vex you are a menace. (Affectionate.....?) Inside of Vex’s brain, probably: *thumbs up* successful comforting of friend acquaintance we are begrudgingly fond of this FUCKING gnome

*watches them climb out of the roof hatch* I’ve seen this TWDG episode! ... it was pretty upsetting if I recall correctly.

Percy, with VM: can’t believe I’m the only adult in the room. 🙄 Percy, in whitestone: can’t believe I’m the only adult in the room?? 😧😠🥺 (PERCY... you are NOT the adult in the room.....:( )

“i need this arm! for.. stuff!”

I was gonna say “I would be keyleth in an apocalypse situation” but you know, i only wish i could be a keyleth.

STOP! MAKING! DRAMATIC! EYE! CONTACT! MID! BATTLE! BANNED! oh he lived. but now he’s talking... very dramatically.... archie... stop that.....

oh god dammit

(man, he got ANIME bisected :( ) aw hell, percy

KEYLETH!!! KEYLETH!!!! :DDDDDDDDDDD

“yes yes, she’s the tits, we still have to go” an excellent scene but ESPECIALLY for that line

percy!!! being the adult in the room! i mean he’s still baby but he’s doing his fucking best and its real good

i also like vex’s softer expression being a little- thoughtless. not even sure she knew she was doing it. :)

damn vax, timing-

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA OH GOD THIS IS MAYBE MY FAVORITE LINE IN THE SHOW NOW. Vaxleth is adorable and i am cheering for them but listen: that reaction to a mid battle confession scene is just. yes. fantastic. keyleth you’re so incredibly valid.

PIKE REALLY KNOWS HOW TO MAKE AN ENTRANCE.

ah the ~character implications~ embedded in the “marry me” “okay, lets go. right now” “What? really?” top notch voice acting from ashley and sam.

okay no jk this convo between grog and pike is my new favorite lines oh god their friendship is so good i love them so much “you’re glowing.. and buzzing.. are you DEAD?”

no hubby ilu we cant endanger u for our evil plans uwu ;*

character details in this fight are SO good. ive refrained from listing all of them but i cant resist saying: vex/vax “give me a lift” and then vax/grog competition.... :D

Y’all wha tNO dont FREE her she is VERY CLEARLY NOt- oh nice see Vax is using the wrench AND the pick again. Seriously how terrible was Krieg’s door. This is going to haunt me for this whole show isnt it.

oh. oh okay that works too.

AW THIS IS A REALLY NICE PIKE SONG. :D

overall:

- fuck, i really do like the combat with VM in this show. i think the tendency to have... everyone other than them brutally murdered makes me more leery of everyone else in combat, but seeing the VM in combat is always so good. so many character details. so nice to watch.

- i am trying very hard not to harp on about this but- *deep deep sigh* romance is. a tricky thing to communicate in shows. i get that. limited runtime, you gotta be a bit more heavyhanded with how you distribute Meaningful Interactions and dialogue space. but. buuuuuuuut. i do wish i could tweak the conversation ratios just a little. just a tiiiny bit. that said, i do understand why they’re paired the way they are.

- Pike is SO good holy shit I adore her. Fuck. Wow. Her arc, the blend of aggression and optimism and touch of crassness, her interactions- oh wow. Adore her, honestly.

-- Addendum to this- I really like the throughline of the two characters with some level of anxiety about their magic working + their worthiness of it/ability to wield it just being. Fucking incredibly powerful when things line up. (Keyleth and Pike specifically).

- <3 friendships within the VM my beloved.

#this started to derail towards the end because i perhaps need sleep. maybe.#critical role #tlovm #cr spoilers #tlovm spoilers #the legend of vox machina #lvm spoilers #tlovm s1e9 #not the best liveblog but listen it was either this now or during my lunch break so #full episode liveblog #i think the quips and side lines still land best for me and im trying to decide why #vs the heavier lines/speeches #it might just be because i am a Child who is easily entertained :')#cr liveblogging

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venusiangguk · 3 years ago

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STELLA STELLA STELLAURRR

did u miss my reviews :3

to start i CANT BELIEVE U DROPPED THIS OUT OF THE BLUE LIKE I CANT EXPLAIN HOW LOUD I GASPED, had my coworkers confused. alr i made a list of what to touch on so let’s starttt !!

NARI’S SPEECH DEVELOPMENT. i cried. i fucking missed that pudgy baby more than oc & jk ngl !! she is so so precious i love her i will forever protect her… her asking abt oc. what The fuck is wrong with you. my baby misses her friend 😔

jk not going to buy groceries is so real like i Have Done this. avoiding is my coping !!

friends being true friends. the way they all check up on him in different ways is so 🫶 heart fluttering feelings are so fragile rn ..

WHEN HE CLOSED HIS EYES TO HEAR HIS BABY GIRL GIGGLING…. people cried. we cried stellaur !!

before i get into taekook heart to heart… the image of dilf taekook sitting drinking wine is so sexy let me get spit roasted rn i beg ..

taehyung calling dasom a manipulator is so hot cause YES !! she does it for a living let’s not be reminded that dasom is such a bad bitch but also a Bitch yk? he knows her better than us i fear.. she’s just protecting her baby tis all :(

“was having a baby to save your marriage apart of your plan?” people GASPED. KIM TAEHYUNG ?? no but u made him intellectual and intricate in this convo i loved it. he really told it to jk straight and let him recognize his faults instead of having a pity party & it was so so needed.

OC’S INSTA. give me a minute. the spa day. kill me. burn me. what the. no i’m teary eyed ?!? that woman LOVED nari and vice versa i need them back.

ok let me finish on the taekook heart to heart. i loved and enjoyed v much. hearing jk’s intricate thoughts was so nice and although made me very sad a few times, i appreciated it more than anything. tae we love u. jk we love u. stella we love u.

OKAY JK HOt horny JERKY SUB MOMENT—

i Ache when you say his cock is hot and Heavy cause it IS !! Yes. hot and very heavy and leaking precum fUck.

sub jk. sub jk. we are summoning you… we yearn for u more than u yearn for oc… too far? we are all just horny mfs yearning for sub jk :(

he came !! a lot. and i digested. let me stop too much.

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well stella. blown away as always. i missed your writing MORE than you could ever comprehend. please know you are truly one of the most talented writers on here i’ve ever had the pleasure of witnessing. the way you explain things and the way you Write is so captivating and beautiful and and. i love this and i love YOU. never stop. thank you for this. ur amazing <33

love yaz !! 🫶

yazzzz <3 yes i have missed ur reviews they are always so in depth n ur always so kind to me, i am so thankful for u i love u dearly <33

yes miss nari is slowly but surely expanding her vocab!! she still does Not like talking tho >:( n her finally being able to say oc's name AFTER she's gone?? a specific kind of pain 😭 she does miss her v much </3 (they both miss each other :( )

bts best friends in all the multiverses and all the aus 😤

im glad you took tae talking about dasom like that in a Not bad way!! i was worried about dasom coming off as a villain, when she is not, and him coming off as a hater, when he's not and is just jk's bestie <3

tae absolutley obliterating jungkook with his words like SIR?? can he take a breath??? but yes it was very needed, and it the end it was very helpful. thank god tae is a twin boy dad n has acquired superhuman patience <3

the insta </3 i loved incorportaing that!! im glad it's been well received so far~~

we all love u dilf jk pls get ur shit together <33

aur was very nervous about debuting dilf jks subby interest bc he has been very Soft Dom n thats it the whole time... but u do have a point... we all love a sub jk moment 🥴

and once again yaz <3 i cannot tell you how much ur reviews like this mean to me, i read them over n over they make me feel v happy n loved <3 hope u know i luv u <33 thank u <33

#spitroasted i LAUGHED #also have not decided about including the smau style insta posts 😕#n yeah... something about a hot n heavy jock idk #he's thicc guys i dont know what to tell yall #n yes he did cum!! a lot ! ALDJLJFER #lmaoooo ty ty ty yaz ily <3 #ask #anon #stellanswers <3 #tao jk #mutuals <3

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Hey luv 🧚🏻 so i have a question for you. You know, i ofc love every member of bts but there are always ppl in a group that one tends to like more. Its just a natural process i think that happens with a group of people. So, since my very first army days, jimin is and always will be my forever nr 1. The one that i noticed first, the one that i like the most and the one i will keep doing so 🥺 i actually went thru a lot of phases ( with chim still being my most liked of course ). Nam then tae, then nam and tae again. Then it was tae for a very long time and since 2020 i started to like Jk. I think jk had a turning point in 2020. His style, the way he speaks and acts on stage, i think in that year he got out of his kookie phase and got way more mature and hot. So yeah, since then its jimin my forever nr 1 ( i like to call him that hehe ) and jk as my bias wrecker. Now to the main point, if you would ask me though, which member i find the most interesting, its jin. i feel like most armies have a wrong narrative of jin in which they think hes this outgoing and childish oldest one of the group. I think Jin is actually someone that seems so secretive and private. he seems so mature and its like whenever i think of him, i cant think of ANYTHING that he might like or how he could be in private etc. So Jin is actually the member i would like to get to know the most ! what abt you ? 🧚🏻🤍💕

hey fairy 💕 yeah ofc, u're totally right! that's why so many of us have biases :D and awwwh, jimin is a sweetheart, i understand why u love him so much. he deserves all the affection 🥺 and yeah, phases keep changing! i also get the jk bit, cos he's been acting up lately, fr 😐 i noticed tae first, and as u can see.... things didn't really change much cos the man still has me by my throat. and jk just... he crept his way up 😔

as for most interesting! i would obv love to get to know my biases better, and all of bts for that matter, but i guess i'm extremely into intelligence, so... i'll say namjoon, probably. i'd just love to sit down with him and converse about anything and everything. i feel like i could start a convo about black holes or the weather or photosynthesis and he'd listen and actually show interest. and he'd actually have interesting stuff to say... and that just idk. it's a wonderful thought to me, i'd truly love a coffee date w him just to talk </3

and u're so right about jin ugh, there's really more to him than the dad jokes cracking goof! i love every single side of him – and the moments when we see him quiet and reserved and private. idk, they're so comforting to me, too <3

#that was a cool question thank u 🥺#would u like to sign w 🧚 anon? i love that one <3 #notes for rid 🌹#anon #long ask

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hello-yue-here · 4 years ago

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THANK YOU

okay first up on the list: sukka

bear with me this is all just the background info because this is a fic i started MONTHS ago but gave up on. its a five n one fic but heres all the relevant background info:

suki and sokka met their freshman year of highschool. suki was an annoying know it all of a freshman (hello im projecting onto suki here) and hahn was the sexist jerk who say behind her. sokka was hahns best friend and followed him around like a little puppy. suki knew that sokka was just repeating everything hahn told him ab women but sokka took it and ran with it to look cool for his friends.

naturally, suki and sokka do not get along. suki constantly calls out hahn for his bullshit, sokka defends him, and sokka and suki get into fights while hahn sits back and watches. its even worse because suki and sokka see each other everywhere. student council. musical rehearsal. his hockey practice is right across the street from her job. they are on the same coed soccer and track teams. they have the same classes. they literally are always around each other.

sophomore year comes around and sokkas no longer friends with hahn. partly because his arguments w suki got him to realize he was being sexist. partly because hahns a dick. partly because hahn tried hitting on his girlfriend yue.

sokka apologizes to suki for freshman year and suki is like its fine i got too heated sometimes too and sokka was like well yeah if i were you id wanna rip my head off too dont apologize. suki and sokka are kinda sorta friends now.

junior year yue moves away and sokka is really upset about it. they broke up because they felt they were too young for long distance but it still hurt. suki along with the rest of sokkas friends (sup gaang) are there for him. suki and sokka are friends but they still arent super close yet.

OKAY NOW ONTO THE FIC ITSELF (im so sorry for long posting but i love sukka)

5&1

5 times sokka drove suki home and one time suki drove him

1st ride: sokka offers to drive suki home from a club meeting after overhearing her talking to toph about how her cars in the shop and her mom cant get her until an hour after the meeting ends. she accepts and they drive together. theyve hung out before in group hangs n stuff but theyve never rlly been just the two of them. its nice. sokkas a fast talker and gets very animated and invested in their conversations. they dont wanna stop talking so they just keep driving around town, never too far away from sukis house, for an hour before finally dropping her off.

2nd ride: similar story as before. suki needs a ride home and sokka offers. theyre convo is still very fun and interesting but a lot of the trip this time is actually them just singing songs in the car together and just jamming out. sokka tells suki that her voice is rlly good. suki never heard sokka sing before because he only did tech for shows, but hes not half bad himself. will suki start imagining singing duet with him after this ride? no absolutely not. will sokka? yes absolutely. (jk they both think ab it sukis just in denial)

3rd ride: at this point suki has stopped driving her own car to school and instead has her mom drop her off. her mom doesnt mind, she likes getting to talk to her daughter in the morning (and she knows damn well shes got a crush on that boy who drives her home) and sokka just asks her if she needs a ride, he doesnt wait for her to ask him first anymore. this talk is fun but more serious. sokka keeps asking about suki and her identity as bisexual. suki thinks hes gonna be weird about it but then during a lul in conversation he admits that he thinks hes bi too. lots of comfort. yes ik im projecting onto suki in this fic but this car ride wouldve been MAJOR projecting onto sokka time ayoooo.

4th ride: suki is at a party and hahn is there and sokka isnt and suki is getting pissed off by hahn and wants to leave but she cant drive herself home. she calls sokka and he comes to get her even though its way too late. shes a little drunk still and tells sokka ab hahn being a dick. sokka wants to turn around and “talk to him” but suki is like shut up sokka youd lose that fight and sokka laughs and says not with u by my side to back me up. suki doesnt know if shes drunk or something still but sokka looks really good under the light of the streetlamps they drive past.

5th ride: suki has taken it upon herself to refer to sokka as her chauffeur since he drives her everywhere now. he rolls his eyes and grumbles about it but he always assures her that he doesnt care and that he likes their car rides together. its towards the end of the year and prom is coming up and neither of them have a date. sokka hatches the perfect plan and instead of walking with suki to his car from the school, he tells her to meet him there instead because he has to talk yo a teacher abouy something (lies he got out of class early cuz mr piandao is the goat and sokka needs to set up). when suki gets to his car hes got a whole promposal set up and is holding a sign that says “i know im an excellent driver, but lets get a real chauffeur for once. prom?” and of course she says yes.

suki didnt want a chauffeur for prom. instead she offered to drive the two of them there instead. sokka keeps making jokes about how hes terrified to be in a car with her because of how much katara has complained about sukis driving (i drive fast so suki drives fast deal with it) theyre on their way back from a prom after party and suki is taking sokka home. its quiet and peaceful but sokka wont stop staring at her. “what” she asks “nothing. youre just... really.. pretty. i guess.” hes so awkward. poor kid is so flustered but suki likes it. “yeah ur not to bad urself” “i really like you suki” “i like me too” “im serious” “i know sokka” “so what do you think?” she can see hes nervous now “i thought you were supposed to be smart. im surprised you didnt notice how much u like you too.” “wait really?” his eyes light up “of course dumby. i literally stopped driving to school as an excuse to hang out with you more” smoocie smoocie ensues.

badda bing badda boom: sukka fic.

#once again: i am sorry for how long this is but its a fic i actually did start #i know im never gonna finish it yo #ugh damn shame this would be cute #atla #avatar the last airbender #sokka #suki #sukka #this is the good good #i love sukka #ask game #send me an emoji and ill reply with a fic idea that i daydream aboit

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loniereads · 4 years ago

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cr: Sufficiently Advanced Magic

*spoiler warning*

Chapter 1 - 5

Chapter one

“I was prepared in a thousand different ways that didn’t matter” - Me for every test I’ve ever taken ☺️✨✨

Omg is he gonna go look for his brother 🥺 This book said found family but make it literal - side note, love the name Tristan.

I hope it’s explained as to WHY hundreds of 17 year olds are enduring a judgment to their possible death????

Imagine you’re brother going basically missing, your mom leaving, and then your dad pulling you out of school so you can prepare to possibly ✨die✨

“It could take years to grow strong enough-” 🥺 He’s going to sacrifice years of his life and risk certain death just for a chance to reunite his family is this book gonna make me cry?

I don’t like his name as much as I like his brothers but yanno whatever- how do you even say Corin

I already hate the dad??? Hello? Your first son is gone and your second could follow in his fate and you don’t even see him off?? Fuck you buddy why are book dads such assholes

“I loathed hurting people. I always had.” so i have decided that if anything happens to Corin I will kill everyone in the room and then myself. WHAT A CUTIE SWEET SOUL

If this book forces him to hurt someone I’ll riot-

Oh my gosh he hates fighting but he’s willing to fight for his brother I LOVE HEALTHY BROTHER RELATIONSHIPS they’re so pure

Corin is so nice to try to explain all of this weapon stuff and rune stuff to me like I have any idea wtf he’s talking about- he’s talking and I’m like I’m just happy to be here ☺️

I feel like the fact that he’s paying for everything he takes is important- like maybe other people just take and don’t leave anything? But he’s like here’s a coin for you scary tower~

“It was too cute to die” why do I love Corin so

What a cute ass sweet ass cinnamon roll, my god🥺

HE FELT GUILTY FOR KILLING A SHADOW SNDKDNSK I love him sm what a king

Chapter two

Why does everything he say sound so intelligent

ldmoaha not Corin having a convo with a book

It’s been too long since I read a normal romance book why did my brain just decide to ship Corin and a BOOK

Ok but him taking time to ask about his brother has me so soft

What the flip chapter 2 was so short??? ):

Chapter three

“You shouldn’t have done that” how ominous and amazing and I love it

He so casually was like OH LOOK A DEAD BODY OH LOOKIE PEOPLE

Omg is he gonna find his brother in here- OH MY

OMG HE DID AHHHHH

just... kidding. He did infact not find him.

Oh wait someone younger than him though- so is going into the tower a choice? That would make it a little better. Like you decide when you go in or? I NEED MORE INFO PLS

The word resh is growing on me

He risked his gold key on her 🥺

I love this little merry band of criminals- also just hoping the kid doesn’t yanno....die

omg Keras is out here crushing stones with his bare hands 😏 hellooooo

Wait I’m so conflicted??? I want to trust Keras and Vera but I also want to trust the book alsnsish

Vera is a whole mood I really hope she’s not like evil or just a weird thing in the tower or idk whatever I want her to stay

AWWAIT ☹️☹️☹️ They left Keras behind- that can’t be it. He’s gotta come back right? Like book person is gonna save him? Right!!??

Chapter four

VERA SUCH A BADDDDIE

This ‘kid’ they’re carrying is just making out like a bandit, he’s just getting carried through the tower 😂

WOW FUCK YOU VERA??? UH I HOPE SOMETHING KILLS HER-but not rhe kid 😔

Okay this might be a weird jump- but WHAT IF THE BOOK ENTITY ISSSSS HIS BROTHER??????????? Like the book person seems to really care if Corin lives? so it’s either just like a really caring person, OR HIS BROTHER

Pls let me be right

That would be so cool

The book entity helped him to finish the rest completely? Is this allowed? This feels not allowed

Corin: fighting monsters with criminals in a magical tower, very time sensitive needs to escape quickly

Also Corin: lemme just wrote a little diary entry ✨☺️

So obviously he’s going to get to keep his memories

Also like he got out of the tower so easily? What?

“And don’t let anyone hassle you about your attunement.” HOW VERY OMONIOUS OF YOU TO SAY

Honestly- Fuck Magnus Cadence

REPLACEMENT? What?

His childhood bestfriend is his half sister? I love that???? Instead of making them love interests they’re half siblings that’s cool as hell. We love childhood friends to siblings trope

I will reiterate, FUCK MAGNUS CADENCE

I hope we get to see their friendship bc I’m here for this trope

Chapter five

🥺 he sent the boys glove to his parents I’m so soft

Their relationship makes me so happy?? Like I love this. So they better reunite or I’ll riot

BROTHERLY RELATIONSHIPS ARE THE BESTTT

I miss Keras 🥺

I am so unsure of Sera. I do love the sudden sibling, and I really really hope they end up having a cool relationship and like she helps him find his(their) brother and hdjsjdjs

If anyone gives Corin a hard time for his attunement I’ll throw hands-

Not them earning points at their schools- All I can think about how is “10 points to gryffindor”

I love the word behooves

Can they go back into the tower already 💀 This down time is killing me. I want book entity, Keras and that boy who was unconscious the entire time back.

-side note, I absolutely love how all three of them(Keras, Corin, and Vera) were all so concerned with this unconscious boy and they literally carried him to complete safety. Who is this boy?? Will he come back? I miss him he better not be be dead. Vera can die but not unconscious boy.

I don’t know if I’m supposed to like Sera... but she’s giving me “I’m better than you because I have a better attunement” vibes and I do not like that at all so if Icneed to I will pretend to doesn’t exist.

Aw the schools has like animal representatives decisions?? CUTE UM. - there’s way too many for my brain to keep up with but I love them anyway

Not them assigning kids to basically play pranks on everyone else and tell them if they don’t find the prankster kids they lose points- what a weird ass school

“You and Patrick were practically brothers” GIRL YOU CANT SAY THINGS LIKE THAT TO SOMEONE WHO HAS AN ACTUAL BROTHER WHO IS MISSING AND/OR DEAD

-Also I know Tristen isn’t dead because like then what would be the point huh? HUH? So he’s got to be alive

Or I’ll riot.

“A walking rainstorm” idk why but that is so fucking adorable. I love my new comfort raintorm, Corin.

I can’t wait for them(Corin and Sera) to meet up with their friends and they have to explain that they’re now half siblings.

Them reminding him to not lose his little sigil pin makes me feel like he’s going to lose or forget it ummmm

Imagine getting fucking EXPELLED because you forgot your pin on your other uniform.

I feel like that would be me honestly. Are people not just...forgetful in this universe??

Ngl i would hate to be in the tortoise division

Corins attunement is lamer but his division is called the Phoenix? Like that’s so much cooler than tortoise

The fact that sera is trying to convince me the Spider division isn’t real makes me feel like she’s in it???

I know my babey Corin didn’t mean this as snarky as I would have liked him to but I love this line so much.

SARCASTIC BOYS WITH DADDY ISSUES OWN ME AND IM NOT ASHAMED TO ADMIT IT

Ngl I was hoping they would have roommates- I love a good school roommate dynamic

For the third time I would like to make my opinion to be known; FUCK MAGNUS CADENCE

Why has no one made a playlist for this book on Spotify? I am throughly disappointed

Not Corin being ghosted by his book-

I wish I had half the motivation Corin has? Like it’s my boys first day of school and as soon as he gets into his room he starts studying. I would have taken a nap

Oop jk as soon as he couldn’t find the rune he was looking for he went to lay in bed.

I’m sorry what in the hell is Wyddsday??? Did I miss them explaining to hat this universe has different names for it’s days of the week?? How am I supposed to know when this is Corin? Or what day it even is currently

World building is so intricate and interesting and I absolutely live for it- but it’s literally so frustrating sometimes learning and remembering everything

Okay Sera being less irritated about her studies being interrupted because it’s Corin is cute

Fuck

I still don’t know if I’m supposed to like Sera

Tashday, Fersday, Kyrsday, Tensday, Vasday, and Wyddsday- either I can’t count or they’re missing a day. And what order do they go in? I need a calendar insert pls and thanks

Wait wait did he just run into an ex? What is this sndlsnsin “long-buried emotions”??

Oooo we get a name. Cecily Lambert

I didn’t possibly think I could relate to Corin anymore than I already do but here I am

The dorm chiefs introduce themselves to everyone? How cute and Curtis didn’t seem at all annoyed by Corin asking so many questions I love when upperclassman in books aren’t rude for no reason. It’s such a tiring trait they often have smh

I need his exams to hurry up because I would very much like to get back to the fast paced tower scenes-

I know absolutely nothing about Jin but I love him immensely

#book commentary #if you’ve read this pls dm me ☺️#sufficiently advanced Magic #arcane ascension #uhhhhh I’ll just edit this post whenever I have thoughts

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roommate! jaemin

i hope u guys like this one! i do :)

warning: not proofread LMAO

jaemin: a huge flirt

like we been knew sis okay bUt its not like it defines him ya kno??? like yes he is a flirt but its not like he does it purposely

however that doesn’t stop every single girl from liking him

except for u cause you’re ~not like other girls~

jk you are

cause who wouldn’t find na jaemin attractive?? tf???

okay but like the dealio between you and jaemin is that you are best friends

and you have a fat crush on him (u have since the beginning of highschool LOL)

luckily for you, although jaemin is a flirt, he isnt interested in any girls so he doesnt bring any to your dorm

and even if he did, he would tell u because it would be shitty not to

anyway

so u met in grade nine and yalls friendship popped TF off right away like you joined nomins duo and made it a trio in the span of 4 months and everyone was like???? this mf got that close to them that fast???? mastery

jeno was like ur brother from another mother fr

you and him told eachother everything and sometimes he would tell you things he wouldnt even tell jaemin. like everyone has those people that although theyre close w, there are some things you’d never tell and that goes for jeno and jaemin

jaemin never told jeno he listens to taylor swift

and jeno never told jaemin that he watched all of my little pony friendship is magic on netflix

but since you and jeno shared some personal things w eachother, you obviously told him about your crush on jaemin

and since you had a crush on jaemin, you never got like super super close with him just cause ur feels got in the way

mainly just you never got as close to jaemin as you did jeno

sure you were bffs, but it wasn’t on such an intimate level

cause everytime jaemin would look your way you’d be gasping for air

so timeskip to senior year

everything is great

your friendship is still strong af and you guys are all planning for post secondary

jaemin and you get into the same uni right.... and jeno gets into the one the town over so your friendship wont take that much damage

but!!! jaemin wants to room with you!!! and ur like!! fucufejdsk!!!

cause like ofc you want to who wouldnt????? but you have such a massisve crush on him you dont want it to get in the way of not only yours but also jaemins university experience

you say yes tho and next thing you know youre unpacking all your stuff

the dorm is kind of small like there isnt a lot of space,,,,, theres two bedrooms but the beds literally take out the whole room HAHHAHA and then there is a chill space with the kitchen connected and u and jaemin have to share a washroom LOL

“jaemin what the FUCK did you eat??? beans??? i bet it was beans this shit smells so bad i-”

“it really do be ya own friends sometimes” -jaemin 2020 :((((((

anyway so like university life is good you and jaemin invite jeno over every weekend for a sleepover and vice versa its so cute GAH

but like,,,, here’s where the drama comes in

one day you are facetiming jeno and youre telling him about how you really like jaemin and blah blah ya know the usual

and youre not really looking at the screen cause youre doing your homework and focusing on that but jeno sees in the back that jaemin has fully entered the room

and you dont notice cause hes silent and your still talking but jeno is trying to get your attention UDHSJIA

and when he does you see in your part of the screen jaemin just,,,, standing there

cue you ending the call with jeno SO FAST and turning around like oH i thought you had classes right now?

“.... they ended early”

“i see” ://////////

you like get up super fast and just walk around him and go into your roomm shutting the door

poor jaemin is just like “what”

cause to be honest he never really considered this situation ever happening yah he thought you were prettier than most girls and he liked the way you were able to talk to people so easily but he never would have thought you harboured feelings for him

so he kind of just leaves it be cause he knows that you def dont want to talk about it and is willing to wait for you to be the one who brings it up

so time skip to dinner youre both just eating in silence but you dont like it,,,

“what i said was true” you say and jaemin looks up and he knows where this convo is going but he lets you speak

“i didnt ever plan on telling you because i really like our friendship but i guess i wasn’t careful enough”

your heart is beating hella fast but you try to look unbothered and its going pretty good until jaemin asks you something

“how long have you felt this way?”

OKAY like it shouldnt be a big deal to tell him bc you already exposed yourself but for some reason that question just hit you deep cause you realized that youve liked him for so long and he never felt the same ya know

“i dont know,,, since the start of highschool? when we became friends i always thought you were cute and it just turned into a full blown crush”

jaemin just sort of nods in response “oh okay”

so that night your just laying in your bed full of regrets

you know things are about to be super duper awkward between you and jaemin and you wish it didnt have to be like that

so over the next couple of weeks its more awkward than it has ever been before and the sleepovers with jeno seem so divided

its either jeno and you or jeno and jaemin its never the three of you anymore :((((((

jaemin isn’t ignoring your feelings though, dont worry! hes just trying to sort his out

because your confession kind of opened his eyes

he doesnt want to force himself to like you but he cant help but admit that when he first heard you talking about your feelings a huge warmth spread through his chest and he may or may not have uncovered some feelings

these feelings were always there but he suppressed in grade nine cause he thought you’d never like him and you just wanted to stay friends

so he pushed them down and never thought about it again

but obviously that didnt happen because now youre on his mind 24/7 and he wishes that he could just talk to you but hes kind of nervous

so after taking advice from jeno he tries to talk to you more, like asking how your day went and starting up conversations

youre kind of like “what u playing at son” but you leave it cause you know jaemin would never do you dirty like that

it stays this way for a while until one night theres a particularly bad thunderstorm and jaemin is scared of thunder

and so when youre just playing on your phone jaemin opens your door slightly and has this scared look on his face

and you know that jaemin is scared of thunder so you open your arms without any words being shared

a huge boom of thunder makes jaemin squeal and jump into your arms

and he gets comfy under the covers as youre holding him, no words shared between you two

he starts to feel much better and this sense of comfort washes over him like,,, youre his home

and as hes falling asleep he softly mutters

“im sorry it took me so long”

and youre just straight confused like what does that mean is he talking about his feelings or just the fact that yall havent had such an close encounter in a while

the next morning you wake up and jaemins arms and you guys are facing eachother

and hes already awake so when you oepn your eyes you find him already looking at you

“thank you for last night, youre the best” he whispers and youre like all good fam i understand

but then he leans in closer and is like “i should have told you this so long ago, but i am in love with you”

your eyes widen and youre like wh AT the FUCJ your heart is beating at like 420 bpm and ur shooketh

he just smiles and pulls in you in closer and its just a super soft moment and no words have to be said

that night you guys are cuddling on the couch after dinner when jaemin just asks you be his gf

OF COURSE YOU SAY YES! you have been waiting for this moment for god knows how long

jeno is all like damn fina-fucking-ly i’ve been watching this romance play out for like 5 years!

its super cute

its even better that you guys are roommates because youre already living together so you get to see eachother everyday

jaemins room as become a guest room for sorts as he now shares a bed with you

jenos happy af hes like YESSS I DONT NEED TO SLEEP WITH JAEMIN IN OUR SLEEPOVERS ANYMORE

jaemin: >:(((((( tf is that supposed to mean

you just laugh and youre like im not complaining hahaha and jaemins heart just stutters so bad

he really does love you and he cant believe it took him so long to accept his feelings

and one night he tells you about how he pushed them down and youre like “exCUSE ME we could have been dating all this time u pussy”

sad jaemin :(((((

anyway ya its so good its a win-win situation

you get to room with the love of your life and its just magical there are so many soft moments between you two and just UGH relationship goals

i need me a jaemin

#nct #nct dream #jaemin #na jaemin #nana #jaemin scenarios #jaemin scenario #jaemin x reader #jaemin blurbs #jaemin imagines #nct jaemin #nct na jaemin #nct bulleted au #nct scenarios #nct smut #nct 127 #kpop #kpop scenarios

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i think what bugged me the most is i could say ‘they’re literal depression pills/they made me depressed’ and could reel off the side effect word for word (1/10 will experience mood swings (sometimes in the form of depression)) which was literally the first fricking side effect listed and the most common and she would still refer to it as me being sad literally seconds later in a convo. okay i never went to the doctor but when it occurred to me that, hey, something isn’t right, we were in the middle of a fucking pandemic!! i mean, we still are, but you get the point. this was right at the beginning when they basically closed everything as well so even if i wanted to i wouldn’t have been able to go see someone about it. but it’s whatever now, i don’t take them and i don’t have to give her any advice about them ✌️ i completely get the lack of validity about your emotions. that’s exactly how i felt.

i work so im not bothered about seeing people as i see them enough by my standards already but there is a helpful little voice in the back of my head reminding me that i still need to see my friends!! from before i got a job lol. i worked like 55 hours? my first proper week when i wasn’t on reduced hours and now i work maybe 30? which annoys me so i’m gonna ask for more bc i wanna buy a car and insurance. you still go to school, right? i feel like you’re more stressed about work considering you’re studying too. or were. have you just broken up from school? i don’t study, thank fuck, anymore, so i can do full time but i always get put on evenings so i’m thinking of getting a 9 to 5 bc then i can get the money i need.

a woman was rude to me bc her takeaway wasn’t ready bang on the clock when she turned up to pick it up. man it took literally every fibre in my being not to tell her to fucking leave me alone bc i’m a waitress?? what does she expect me to do??? i found out after but apparently our website tells you to allow a 15 minute slot when you order takeaway to pick up. i checked on this woman’s takeaway and told her it’d be ready in 10 minutes and she said sumn along the lines of ‘so 10 past 8?’. imma tell you straight i wasn’t looking at my phone so i assumed that meant the time was 8pm! (it wasn’t) she said to me ‘and i assume you’ll be knocking money off of the bill for that?’ and i politely replied ‘i can’t do that.’ bc i literally cannot. has to be a managerial figure. bearing in mind she’s already paid in full online???????? n she replies ‘do you wanna go suggest that?’ and nods towards the kitchen and i said no and walked off. the AUDACITY??? anyway i told my manager and she rolled her eyes and was like we don’t do partial refunds and said she’d talk to the woman when her order was ready. this woman was all up in my face saying ‘do you think that’s a reasonable time?’ asking if she should come back at 8:10 and im like idfk?? i have things to be doing can you fuck off?? no i didn’t say that but she says ‘i’ve got kids in the car with the engine running’ and i deadpanned ‘i didn’t tell you to leave your kids in the car with the engine running’ bc it was the first thing my brain thought of that wasn’t ‘sounds like a you problem to me’. in the end she left and came back but when she came back she was properly shouting at another waitress i work with and the girl was like 😄 your food was ready 20 minutes ago but you didn’t leave your details to be able to ring you to tell you it’s ready. she even re-mentioned the kids in the car saying they were starving and it was all our fault and the girl was like hmm okay. and then the woman said she was gonna leave a bad review on trip advisor!! and the waitress was like 😃 you do that bestie!! another great day on the grind :D (i forgot to say we were swamped on saturday so that’s why everything was so busy but she was literally the only one complaining that bad, like literally everyone could see we were struggling but they also were saying to wait staff things like ‘i know you can’t make things go quicker back there’ while we were apologising for the phat delay on their food).

another funny one (that made the barman laugh when i told it to him) was a grandma and a grandson in my section. the grandma was dictating his life jesus 😭 (not important but made me go 😳) but one of the girls cleared the table partially when i was doing sumn else so i finished it off and when we get back to kp she tells me the grandma complained the food was cold and without hesitation i said ‘well she fucking ate it all so tell her to fuck off and talk to someone who gives a shit’. she went quiet and i was like,, man i hope i didn’t scare her. but like. they cleared their plates. there was no food left. she didn’t call someone over. she didn’t say anything to anyone when they ask if it was okay. why wait until the end?? anyway i told thé barman and he giggled (he’s got a lovely laugh in my opinion bc it sounds like he’s snickering at everything). i was NOT going to tell my manager bc there’s literally no point. same day, later on, a man said his mussels were cold, i took them back and the kitchen cooked them again. i’d barely put the food down before he called me over (this one is a good one bc he hasn’t eaten EVERYTHING before complaining and therefore we can do something about the problem‼️) respect to that guy.

one of the girls gave me a lift home last night n the barman directed her right to my house without ever having been to my house before (his cousin used to live in the flats down the other end, he says) and when i messaged her later on thanking her and saying it was a bit sus that he directed her perfectly to mine n she said ‘hmm ben seems to go to yours more than he does his own home 🤔🤔🤔🤔’ bc apparently he was absolute shite at giving directions to his flat 😭 n e way he’s a sweetheart n he says he doesn’t like christmas anymore n he made me sad after he said that n i said i’d post coal through his letter box n he said i might as well n i was like okay this is an actual problem n now i’m gone be super nice to him at christmas bc he deserves so much more that the hand he’s been dealt. this convo happened after i let him try this herbal tea he said smelt nice n i said it tasted like christmas to me. he’s such a good person (despite literally everything he tells me about his past) n i cannot have him being a little humbug. god i think this crush i joked to you about is becoming a soft core friendship. like every fucking wattpad story out there. me n the girls agreed someone has to love him 🥺

okay im signing off now ily ~ 🌻

i am glad you are feeling better though, nobody deserves to suffer. and nobody deserves to have their emotions invalidated. remember that your emotions matter at all times. <3

yesyes i am still in school !! altough my summer break started on july 1st so i am not that stressed about managing many things at once anymore hh,, also you are working so much ??? damn ?? please remember to take some breaks and relax !! and meet your friends !!! have fun. i know you are saving up money but please dont overwork yourself !

wHY ARE PEOPLE SO RUDE OH MY GOD I SWEAR,,, i learned that while working with people. i just,, it feels like they are all looking down on me just because i am young and work there part-time. like bro,,chill. also i feel kind of bad when they ask me where stuff is and i cant tell them bc i have no idea but at the same time if people were all introverts like me i wouldnt have this problem. :) dfjk jk jk i should improve on that. i wish people were more nice to you !!! who do they think they are ?? like,,,,,why are you rude. this is clearly not your problem.

i like it when people tell you respectfully. like the guy you mentioned. because clearly what are you going to do about the cold food when they’ve eaten it all. where’s the logic.

IT SOUNDS LIKE HE IS OVER AT YOURS EVERY OTHER DAY DFJAKL that’s so funny. also i am bad at giving directions to my flat as well lmaoo poor ladies that drive me home from work sometimes. also i hate christmas as well lmaoo i feel that boy. its a little hard for me and i hope he doesn’t feel as bad during christmas this year when he has you around hihi,,, i fully stan this friendship. altough i am a big fan of friends to lovers if you know what i mean. in the energy of wattpad :))

ily !!!

#you can guess my mental stability by how quick i respond to asks #anyways #💌ask #🌻 anon

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