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izzylovesmatt · 3 months ago

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i hate you more 🥀

matt sturniolo

also if anyone as used the title i can change it and im not copying anyone im just bored

⚠️warnings⚠️ smut, 18+, pet names (baby,good girl,mommy etc), cussing, use of y/n, and so on

for context y/n is nathan's sister she's 22 years old she's also an actor and one of the triplets closest friends well besides matt, he always seemed to hate y/n for no reason, they used to be close but drifted.

hate

why do i hate him so much?i hate so much its like i don't hate him at all.

i wrote down in my journal today is the first day of september and i need to understand i need to know why we hate eachother or atleast why he hates me. my phone starts to ring "hello" i say answering the phone "heyy y/n are you doing anything tonight" my best friend nick says from the other line, "uhh no why do you ask"

"well only because the biggest party ever is tonight and i saw that you were invited it's a halloween party so bring a costume we're picking you up at 8 love you see you then"

"wait nic-" i say before he hangs up the phone. ughh i do not wanna go to this stupid party, i don't even have a costume

time skip

it's now 7:30 and i'm almost ready in my harley quinn outfit, with my low blonde pigtails with blue and pink ends, i have harley quinn's classic makeup, fishnets with a couple holes, really short shorts that compliment my ass, a shirt that says "daddy's little girl" on it that shows basically my whole tits and a leather jacket halfway off my shoulder. perfect my costume looks amazing.

i turn my vlog camera on "hey guys so i'm not gonna be videoing at this party but since it's jake johnnie and arrington party im sure you guys will see me on video somewhere tonight, anyways im about to leave and i will see you all in the morning" i say before shutting the camera off and fixing my lipstick.

i hear my phone start to ring

"helloooo"

"hey girl we're outside"

"okay coming" i say before hanging up the phone taking a quick fireball shot then rushing out of my house and into the triplets car.

"hii guys" i say sitting next to nick and buckling my seatbelt

"hey you look nice" chris says

"thank you, you don't look to bad yourself" i say back

"are you kidding me?" matt says

"um what" i say confused realizing that matt had dressed up as the joker

"heh that's awkward" nick says while chris snickers with him

"i'm going home and changing" matt says

"oh don't be so dramatic matt lets go we're gonna be late" nick says hitting his shoulder

i roll my eyes and we drive to jake johnnie and carriontons house, when we show up the person to greet us is carrington, me and carriongton were in a movie together so that's how i know him and i've know jake and johnnie for like 1-2 years.

"heyy y/n you look so hot" carrington says already drunk

"hi carrington" i say laughing while hugging him back, i notice matt staring at the fact carringtons hands are low on my back. we walk into the party and i greet tara who is in her jennifer's body costume

"hey girl you look so good" i say hugging her

"heyyy"

"im gonna get a drink it was nice seeing you" i say walking over to the drinks seeing matt and he's already on his second one

"woah slow down there mr driver" i say pouring my self a solo cup with half the cup with vodka and the other half a coke

"shut up" matt says taking another sip of his drink already pouring himself a third

"matt seriously chill your third already slow down" i say taking a sip of my drink

"make me" he says obviously already getting tipsy

i roll my eyes and take another sip of my drink giving turning around giving matt a whole veiw of my ass, i can feel his eyes on me, suddenly a strong arm grabs me

"come back here y/n" matt says pulling me close to him taking a shot then a sip of his drink and pouring himself another one

"matt we have been here half an house and your already drunk" i say taking a shot then refilling my cup starting to feel the alcohol

"shhh just listen to the music" he says

"what are you- are you crazy matthew?"

"say my name again"

"you have lost your head"

"your so beautiful did i ever tell you that" he says cupping my face and staring into my eyes

"matt you should probably shut your mouth before you say something you don't wanna"

"but i do wanna say it"

"matt-"

"your so so sexy and funny. but i still hate you"

"i hate you more"

matt suddenly finishes whatever drink number he's on and wraps his hand around my waist exept his hands are literally on my ass

"such a perfect ass yeah?"

"feeling not so shy today huh?"

"i'm glad we're matching"

"yeah?"

"EVERYONE LETS PLAY TRUTH OR DARE SPICYYYY" larray says hinting for our big group to sit down and play

at one big table there was jake johnnie carrington matt chris tara nick larray y/n sam colby and few other people

"okay bitches i'll go first... y/n truth or dare"

"dare."

"okayyyu i dare you to sit on the person who is the most attractive's lap for the rest of the game"

"okay fine" i say getting up and walking over to matt and sitting on his lap, as i sit down matt puts his arms around my waist and holds me

"clostest i've ever seen them were their not fighting" chris says laughing

"shut up chris"

"okay but it was kinda obvious matt wanted y/n" nick says whisper to chris

"bros whipped" he says whispering back, him and nick exchange chuckles while it's matt's turn to get asked

"matthew sturniolo truth. or dare." chris says

"dare"

"i dare you to do a body shot with the person who has the matching harley to your joker" he says smirking. matt looks at me for an okay sign, i look at him like i was begging him to do it. i lay on the table and he does the body shot keeping eye contact the whole time he did it

"okay like get a room" nick says making everyone laugh

after matt had got the line out of my mouth i pulled my shirt back down and sat back onto his lap

"i would pay you to do that 100 times" he says in my ear

i can't help but smile, a little after the game ended matt at still not gotten up not letting me up aswell.

as i try and get up he pushes me down back onto his lap this time i feel something hard under me his dick

"matt-"

"stop you can't get up"

"too bad im thirsty" i say as i get up off of him and walk over taking a shot then getting another drink.

suddenly i feel a pair of hands on my waist

"i need you so bad pretty girl"

i hear matts voice low and seductive in my ear

"i have to host this game in like 15 minutes i cant matt not now"

"no you have to just give me ten minutes"

i put my drink on the counter infront of me and turn around now facing matt putting my hands around his neck as i kiss him, he kisses me back right away hungirly like he hasnt had any physical touch ever in his life.

"so so so needy" i say as i pull away from the kiss and take his hand and lead him to the closet and lock the door

"not here w-what if we get caught"

"you wanted it so bad now take your pants off"

"b-but-"

"off." i say as he slowly unbuckles his belt and pulls his pants down revealing the hard bulge in his boxers, i slowly get down onto my knees and palm him through his pants

"f-fuck stop teasing please Y/N i need this"

"be patient" i say slowly pulling his boxers down as his dick springs up and hits his stomach precum already leaking

i slowly wrap my hand around the base of his dick flicking my thumb over his tip

"fuckk mmph please m-more"

"shhh cant be too loud dont want anybody hearing now do we?"

"n-no dont want that mo-baby"

"you can say it matty" i say seeing matts embarrassed expression and rosy cheeks

"thank you mommy"

i spit on his dick then slowly stroke his swollen hard dick

"mmph more mmh please"

i pick up the pace go faster and faster each second

"fuck fuck mmph so so close"

i slowly start to stop going slower and slower each second, matt was so close one more stroke and hes done all his orgasm falling away causing him to physically groan

"no no why did you stop mommy i promise ill be quiet"

i kiss his tip causing him to whimper my name once again, i start stroking him again so fast not even matt can comprehend the pace

"nnngh so so close please"

i slow down again and flick my thumb over his tip every time i reached it, not going fast whatso ever

"fuck fuck please"

i flick my thumb over his tip one last time then i start going faster then slower then faster again

"fuckk dont stop"

"Open your mouth"

i open my mouth listening to his commands, as i do he almost immediately cums into my mouth, i feel his warm seed falling down my throat like water. i swallow everything there still being some on my chin.

"fuckkkkkk" he whimpers as im still stroking him

'nghhh mommmy im sensitive"

"sorry sweet boy" i say kissing his tip hearing him groan at the kiss and the loss of contact

"looks like its time to get back to the party, lets pull these up yeah?"

"i still hate you, halfway, maybe, maybe not" matt says as i pull up his pants

" i hate you more baby" i say kissing him but he pulls away not kissing back

"ew ew no im not tasting myself"

i laugh at his words then sneak out of the closet hoping nobody saw us, matt following behind me.

NICK

ew girl my brother

uhhh

yeah bitch i saw yall sneaking around

lets pretend we didnt see that

never looking at you the same

read today at 1:05

i got lazy at the end ts was supossed to have plot very sorry its also been sitting in the drafts for ever

#matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo #i love matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo fluff #sturniolo triplets #smut

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runningfrom2am · 9 months ago

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“After the games, it would be so easy to point the finger at you and call you dangerous and insane.” MY GIRL IS THE LEAST DANGEROUS ONE IN DISTRICT 12- HOW DARE THEY!! (unless she has “salt”, i can’t really blame her)

“you didn’t have much of a choice if you wanted to live.” hmm, isn’t that just the best?

i mean this in the most affectionate way possible, i love seeing coryo blaming himself for things that happened to her when he was only partially responsible.

she went from treating coryo as coriolanus to treating herself as coriolanus and i love that.

she really has all the plays memorised, hasn’t she?

sejanus, my beloved <3 he will never get the jokes and the quotes but that’s okay. in his defense, how was he supposed to know that referencing and talking about plays help her?

“Okay, now, this is the hard part.” [that “what do you mean?!” jennifer lawrence video]

“Political Science” disappointed but not surprised.

on one hand i know lennox learning that his sister is leaving for capitol with coryo would be a problem even though he’s more likely to understand the reason why, on the other he didn’t get to say goodbye 🥲🥲.

she didn’t include cole to her thoughts about mayfair and billy taupe- i seriously need to know what happened with him.

lucy gray crying for billy taupe is making me emotional for some reason. she didn’t deserve that.

coryo, for the love of god, please stop progressing the games in moments of panic. please.

well, money solves everything.

hiiii bestie i’ve missed you!! (sorry again ab your phone btw omg)

1. SHE’S LITERALLY THE SWEETEST LIKE THEY WOULDNT DARE (but commander hoff absolutely would if they couldn’t find anyone else to blame, it would either be coryo and spruce bc fingerprints or HER, and coryo couldn’t have either as an option)

2. story of her damn life at this point 🥲

3. no bc ME TOO. he keeps flipping on it too bc he’s like “yeah i kinda ruined your life but now at least we have each other, right?” and it’s the sweetest and scariest thing (for both of them). once again, i feel bad for him 😔

4. SHE TOTALLY HAS OH MY GODDD. like babe pls for just a moment consider that things you can’t control are not your fault 🥺

5. literally and apparently i have such a thing for writing r with a near photographic memory, i.e ‘in this life or the next’, the entire concept of this series too,,, omg idk what it is i just love it it’s so fun

6. sejanus is just trying his best HAHAHA. he’s like “okay so as far as i know we’re in a bit of a rush… why are we telling confusing jokes?”

he’ll get it someday, just that day is not today hahaha

7. BAHAHAHA NO LITERALLY

8. yeah 😔 my apologies but he literally only has one goal in life and when coryo sees something he wants, he’s gonna have it.

9. LENNOX BABYYYY

listen,, i had a large internal battle about whether or not he would wake up this was SO hard to decide, but i do think he literally would have put himself in the way of her getting on that train and it would have ended very badly for all of them. but don’t worry, she’ll write them every day :) (will he respond? that’s another question. i feel like it will take him a while to not be angry)

10. the good news is you’ll find out in the next part 🤪

11. okay thank you bc i can’t honestly see lucy gray being like “im done with his cheating ass fr” and then being genuinely unmoved by his death. she talked a big game, but even when she said that r knew that it wasn’t true. he was so much more than an ex to her and i think that’s a little glossed over in the movie

12. THE WORST PART IS HES SO GOOD AT IT LMAO. he literally does it again in a future chapter i’ve already written lol

13. sejanus is like *sigh* “if it works, it works.”

#i have the answers #cold nights <3 #that-veela-girl

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simone-garnett · 6 years ago

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title: i’m your lady, and you are my man word count: 7.9k pairing: killervibe information: it’s officially valentine’s day here in sydney so this for the kv valentine’s day challenge by @killervibedaily. beware, it does get angsty (you’ll never guess who’s single this VD ;P)

ffn /// ao3

Valentine’s Day this year was unseasonably warm, and yet, Caitlin feels cold. Cold and alone and the feeling claws at her heart, its icy tendrils unfurling in her chest, touching every part of her. The others hadn’t realised, Barry and Iris too wrapped up in each other and their plans for the night to even consider that her words may be a touch too sharp, her smile stretched a little too wide to be natural, her eyes dull and laugh fragile. Sherloque seems to notice, but is quickly distracted by the cubes sent by his ex-wives to follow up on his line of inquiry. And Cisco,

Cisco.

Her gaze flickers to him, lingers as she watches him thrum in excitement and expectation, the man bouncing in his seat, tucking a lock of hair behind his ear as he works on tracking the satellites, seeing if they could find a new lead. Her smile softens into something more genuine, sadness in the curl of her lips, a sigh leaving her at the sight of him, full of life and warmth. A few more hours until the end of the day, until his date with the mystery girl that had captured his heart with an ease Caitlin could only envy, a want for him she could only ever dream he’d reciprocate.

But he wouldn’t, she knows that to be true, and it cripples her heart.

It had started weeks ago, a nervous Cisco coming to her at the end of work. It takes a night out and some ice cream before he ended up spilling his thoughts to her, the pair pausing in the park, Cisco staring at the shimmer of moonlight on the still waters of the lake. Because there was this woman, this amazing, incredible woman who was perfection itself, formed with stars in her eyes and love and kindness in her heart, whose laughter was more precious than diamonds, whose smile was everything he needs in his life.

And Caitlin can’t tear her gaze away from him as he speaks, even as a lump gown in her throat. Because his eyes are alight with fire and passion, his smile soft and delicate. And all she wished was for him to speak of her that way, for him to look like that when he thought of her, when he saw her. But she was too late to an event she had no invitation for, not when she never had the chance to own his heart.

He turns to her then, and she smiles in response, weak and watery, but how could she not? Not when the despondency she was feeling would show so evidently to him, not when she knows his smile would fall, that he’d be quiet and concerned and ask about her feelings and why she felt this way.

And she couldn’t risk that, not when she could feel the words bubble up from inside her soul, ready to pour out at the slightest indication from Cisco that he wanted the truth. The consequences of that, of revealing the truth to him, were so terrifyingly large, that she shouldn’t risk it, even if it would give her the world. Because to have him reject her, for Caitlin to hear those stiff, awkward words tumble out of his mouth, of how he loved her, but not like that, of how she was his best friend, only his best friend, just his best friend… she would crack and the shards would never be able to be put back together. Because he was her everything, and she couldn’t confess, not when it would sabotage their friendship, an added layer between them that she couldn’t handle. Cisco would never intentionally hurt her, but subconsciously he wouldn’t be as close or as open, he wouldn’t touch her as much, or hold her – and she couldn’t lose that, couldn’t lose any part of it.

So she smiles, and he believes her.

Cisco takes her hand in between his, warmth encasing her cold fingertips, and she feels it throughout his body, Caitlin relishing in the touch, craving more of it. She always does when it comes to him.

And she clings to the feeling his touch gives her, grasps it tightly and doesn’t let go, not when he takes a deep breath and confesses he wants to ask the mystery girl out on Valentine’s Day, wanted her for more than just the night, wanted her for the rest of his life if she’d let him.

She hadn’t expected the news to hurt as much as it did. She should have, the pain something she had become familiar with, each new girl Cisco dated another reminder that he would never see her in such a fashion, that she should move on and let him go.

But every hero had their one weakness,

and hers was him.

It aches,

oh, how it aches.

She wants to let go, to clutch at her heart, to let the tears that are burning her eyes fall. Because he was so in love with this woman, more than she had ever seen before, she can see it radiating from him, hear it infused in every word he speaks.

But she can’t, can’t let go of his hand, can’t let go of her fear that speaking those words would destroy everything. And so when he asks, when he pleads, rambling on in a circular manner until he hits the very heart of what he wanted – for her to help plan the most perfect first date on Valentine’s Day – she can heart her heart fall and shatter at the dark, murky depths of her soul, an emptiness where it should still be beating, life draining from her. But she bites it all down and smiles at him.

She says yes.

They have a fortnight to prepare the perfect date for him, Cisco asking her about her own dream date with a fantasy man, anxious and full of nerves, a pen in his hand as he seeks every detail, determined for it to be the perfect date.

It is difficult to avoid, Caitlin telling him that the perfect date should be tailored to the woman in question, and to himself. But he looks at her with large, brown eyes, voice pleading as he seeks some type of guidance. Because this was more than a first date, it was special, and if she could just tell him what she thought was special, he may have a better idea of what his girl would like.

And so she nods, Caitlin closing her eyes, losing herself in the fantasies she’s been building for a year. Her voice feels raw with vulnerability as she tells him about fancy dinner at the new Italian restaurant, but not dessert. How she would drink wine and he would steal sips and she would steal kisses. She tells him about how she would love to have a small picnic underneath the starlight at the park they frequented, how they would just sit in comfortable silence, watching the stars and moon in the sky, how he’d have to choose triple chocolate fudge because she’d taste it on his tongue, how he’d be able to taste her strawberry, how she’d want to melt against him as easily as the ice cream they’d just consumed, how she would like to lie down on the picnic rug beside him and stare at the sky and each other, confessing all their secret dreams and hidden fears, fingers interlaced as they confided in each other.

(she doesn’t tell him that it has to be that park, because that is their park, and ice cream is their thing, and her fantasy date is only there because it’s him, her fantasy date has to come with the perfect fantasy boyfriend and that could only ever be him).

It is only then, once she had told him how she wanted to walk home hand in hand with him, how she’d never want the night to end, that she opens her eyes, her smile wavering as she takes him in.

He’s watching her unblinking, pen hovering over the paper, his eyes black and intense and she feels herself getting lost in them, in him. It feels as though she has handed him her heart, beating and raw, and she waits expectantly, fearfully, for an answer. And air? What could that possibly mean, what could it to when he was watching her the way he was?

“Cait –“ he starts, voice hoarse, hand reaching out to her. And she backs away, a feeble excuse on her tongue as she slips out of his lab and into the safety of the bathroom, door firmly locked behind her. It is only then can she let oxygen back into her lungs, a shaky inhale and exhale as she braces herself against the wall, Caitlin reminding herself that her fantasies were not his own, that his mystery girl wasn’t her. That she shouldn’t let herself hope when she had tried that so many times before.

It is a few minutes before she feels safe to leave the confines of the bathroom - not safe enough to rejoin Cisco in his lab. He’d see through her façade, especially with it so poorly in place. It takes a few hours for that to happen and, even then, they are so distracted by the new metahuman attacking the city to even focus on matters of the heart.

The next day they are back to usual, Cisco asking her whether flowers or chocolate would be preferable, whether he should go for something simple or lavish. She answers each question robotically, hoping he wouldn’t hear a quiver in her voice, a longing she couldn’t mask. And he is so blind to her pain, but she keeps it locked up, glimpses only showing when he wasn’t near her.

She is tortured by stories of his mystery woman, Cisco lighting up as he showers her in compliments, transported to another world as he lists all her wonderful qualities. And it has Caitlin trying to swallow down her jealousy. Because the woman was incredible and incredible was exactly what Cisco deserved.

If only it could be her.

It’s only made worse by his constant questioning of her own love life, her words from days before triggering something inside him. They must, because it is continuous, Cisco inquiring about whether she had plans, any man in her life that she was going to spend the night with. And the words are like acid on her tongue, burning her insides, even as they come out sweetly, soft laughter and a gentle shake of her head as she tells him the only plans she has that night are a threesome with Ryan Renalds and Sandra Bullock.

It brings a flicker of a frown on his face, and she remembers belatedly that of course he knows her go-to movie when she’s distraught. But, thankfully, they are interrupted before he could press her on the issue, Caitlin tempted to kiss Ralph for waltzing in as he did, completely oblivious to the tension in the room.

The day draws closer and her heart feels heavier, Cisco singing to himself in his labs while he tinkers away on his machines, unaware of how she watches him from the other side of the glass, the shattered remnants of her heart by his feet. Because they had finished planning, Cisco made reservations and ordered flowers. And she no longer had an excuse to neglect her work and focus on him, no excuse to linger in his labs, to stand close to him as she showed him how he should style his hair, to hold his hands as she taught him basic classical dancing moves, in case he were to decide that an intimate dance underneath the moonlight were the right thing to do.

And she’s weak for resting her forehead against his shoulder as they sway together, weak for imagining it could be them, that it could be more than a lesson, but instead her reality.

The dream is shattered when the song on his phone ends, Cisco clearing his throat before releasing her hands, wiping his own against the rough material of denim over his thighs. It leaves her disorientated, Caitlin needing a minute before smiling at him, commending him on how easily he picked up the moves before she rushes out of the lab, collapsing against her seat as she deals with the very real possibility that, in a few days, Cisco would have a girlfriend. A girlfriend who she would have to meet, have to pretend to love, who he would take dancing and to dinner and spend the rest of his life with.

A girlfriend who wouldn’t be her.

When the day finally arrives she wonders how suspicious it would be if she calls in sick.

She doesn’t, of course. Not when her best friends are a speedster, a skilled journalist, and Cisco. Between the three of them Iris would be the first to catch-on to the lie and, with Barry who can and would cross hundreds of miles in a moment for all of them, and doesn’t realise how a door works, she’d be busted before breakfast. Which would mean explaining to them what was wrong. And she couldn’t do that. And if not them than Cisco would press for answers, pouting as she refused, worried eyes and concerned tone as he seeks to find out why she lied about being sick.

He’d cancel his date for her, that she has no doubt of. He’d take care of her and make sure she feels okay even if she wouldn’t tell him the reasons and she couldn’t demand that of him, not when he was so excited and happy to finally go out with the mystery girl.

So she comes into work, bone weary even after sleeping for a full eight hours, her mind sluggish and her heart cold. She distracts herself with work and coffee, losing herself in research and seeking answers that she wasn’t sure she could find.

Barry and Iris leave first, too excited to waste time when crime was so low in the city. Apparently criminals also fall in love. Next Ralph and, surprisingly, Sherloque, the older man rolling his eyes in fond exasperation as the younger one drags him along on his date to surreptitiously watch and advice.

And it leaves just the two of them in STAR Labs.

Cisco leaves his lab the moment they are alone, rolling on a chair to the spot beside her, beaming in joy. It is difficult not to reciprocate, even as it reminds her of everything she is missing out on. “So,” she starts, clearing her throat before continuing, “are you ready for your big date?”

She elbows him in the side, genuine laughter as he yelps in response, a pout on his face as he turns to her betrayed. “Rude.”

“Cisco.” She gives him a look, cracking as he maintains the sad expression on his face, grinning at him until he too gives way.

“I am,” he admits, almost shyly. He ducks his head and she can feel his love in the air, so strong that it was radiating off of him. And she knows she’s lost him, lost any chance of him ever moving on from this mystery woman. She’s lost the chance to be with him and god, the realisation hurts her, squeezes her heart until she isn’t sure if it is beating anymore.

“Well, it’s going to go perfectly,” she offers, a smile on her face even though she’s breaking.

“I hope so.” And there he is, with those eyes, so wide and expressive, sucking her in even deeper. And she can’t, she shouldn’t. She can’t.

She does.

“Well it better,” she jokes, “I planned it after all.”

“Yeah,” and his nerves must be getting the better of her, because he seems less excited, more nervous. “Well, I should probably get ready now,” he says eventually.

“You mean you’re not going in your Star Wars shirt?” The deadpan look he gives her is enough for a laugh, a genuine laugh, to leave her, continuing as he turns away without a word.

He leaves her to change, Cisco slipping into his lab where his suit had been stored for the past few days. And she stays behind, fiddling with her fingers. And she reads the same lines over and over again, words blurring into each other as she tries to update her knowledge, developments in the field of biochemistry something she should most definitely be reading up on. But they don’t make sense, nothing makes sense. She shakes her head, rubs her eyes, but her mind won’t focus on anything but the man only a few feet away, getting dressed for his date.

Caitlin thinks she hears her name, but she must imagine it because why would Cisco be calling her? Still, she jumps off her seat and meanders her way to his lab, pausing at the entrance, Caitlin leaning against the door frame, allowing herself a moment of weakness, gaze drifting over him. And she hopes this girl realises how lucky she is because, damn, he looks fine in the crisp white shirt and suspenders. He runs his fingers through his hair before he starts fiddling with his shirt. And it’s strange, Cisco usually so good with his hands, unable to do simple buttons at the corners of his collar. There is an agitation she can only attribute to nervousness, the latter creating and compounding the frustration he feels.

Caitlin is caught, Cisco looking up, accidentally meeting her gaze. But she can’t look away in embarrassment, even as she feels her cheeks heat up. And she walks up to him, sees his eyes dark and stormy and they are inches apart, her heart racing in her chest.

She does crack first, focussed intensely on the neck buttons that were left untied, lithe fingers making quick work of the tricky buttons, her hands dropping down to his chest to smoothen the shirt which had gotten crinkled in his attempts to do the button on his own. And it is nice to be so close to him, even if it is friendly and innocent. It is too nice; she can’t bring herself to back away. So she lifts her gaze, eyes tracing the outline of his face, fingers running through his locks, neatening it up for him, tucking the stray lock of hair behind his ear before smiling to herself.

It is then that Caitlin realises that Cisco hadn’t said a word, hadn’t moved an inch. And she shouldn’t, knows she shouldn’t, but she does, gaze flickering to his own. It steals her breath, the intensity of his gaze, and she can’t find it again, can’t even think when he looks at her like that, not when they are so close and he looks so fine and she is so ready to let the words tumble from her lips. She had been holding them back for over a year, and to confess when he was hours away from a date with another woman, and was excited about the date,

it would be cruel.

And so she backs away from him, pink tinging her cheeks as she smiles at him, a fragile smile which she knows could fall and shatter in a moment. “Well, you look perfect,” she offers and she wills him not to ask anything, not when she is close to confessing everything. “Just don’t forget your jacket.”

For a moment he looks like he will, brows knitting together before Cisco opens his mouth. Only to be interrupted by his phone. She thinks he swears in Spanish, Cisco breaking eye contact to pick up the offending object, sighing before he shoves it into his pocket. “I need to pick up the flowers before the store closes,” he explains, almost apologetically. She nods at him. He picks up his jacket, slides his arms through it before adjusting it on his frame. “Don’t spend the night here Cait, go home.” And again, silently, she nods. But it isn’t enough, Cisco taking those few steps towards her, hands on her shoulder, and she can feel it burning against her skin, Caitlin so hyperaware of everything in the moment, his touch, the way his thumb strokes her shoulder absentmindedly, the way each finger presses against her.

“I’m serious Caitlin, go home.”

“I promise Cisco, I’ll shut the computers down and go home.” And he takes a moment, gaze flickering over her face, looking for something she was scared she’d show. But he just nods and lets go, Caitlin craving the contact immediately.

“Alright then, I’m off Cait. Wish me luck!” She offers him two thumbs up, the exuberance of his spirit only seeing to dampen her own, a watery smile on her lips.

“Knock her dead Cisco, she’d be an idiot to not already be in love with you.”

It seems to be the right words to say, his smile widening, Cisco whistling to himself as he exits the labs.

And then she was left alone.

Caitlin doesn’t mean to curl up in on herself and cry, was so sure she’d be able to control the stinging of her eyes, the tell-tale signs of her tears. She had told herself that she simply needed to lie down for a moment, weariness settling into her bones, her body, her mind, her heart all exhausted from the emotional turmoil she was going through. It was only supposed to be a moment, a moment to collect herself, to find all the emotions that had scattered from her control, to quell them and lock them down. She needed the strength before she would go home and indulge herself on some ice cream and her favourite cheesy rom-com.

And her med-bay was so temptingly close, the rest of the lab empty. The bed calls to her and she can’t help but answer, her legs walking there without Caitlin even realising she had moved, the woman toeing off her shoes before sliding onto the bed.

She just needs a moment of rest, but once a single tear escapes her, it becomes a waterfall, pouring from her soul. And her body is wracked with emotion, shaking as she is overcome with emotion. Her sobs are ugly and messy, the sound echoing on the walls of her lab, filling her ears.

It hurts, everything hurts. And it is harsh, the ragged breaths she takes, trying to fill her lungs up with oxygen, the effort needed simply to inhale. It is like a vice on her heart, her lungs, pain emanating from her chest. She feels weak, shaky hands wiping away her tears. But they keep on falling, an untapped water flow.

It had never been like this, she had never been like this. But then, Cisco had never been so in love with the woman before. Sure, he loved Cynthia, but that had been so early in Caitlin’s own feelings she hadn’t felt the devastation of now.

And she thinks maybe it is necessary, therapeutic for her to let all her emotions out now instead of bottling it all up as she had done for the past fortnight, allows her to hopefully have better control tomorrow. Because she knows that Cisco would come into work beaming, knows that he would want to tell her everything about the date, the perfect woman, the perfect night.

Because she was his best friend, and she was so happy for him, so damn happy. Even as it tears her up inside.

Eventually the tears die, but the pain flourishes. She isn’t sure how long she lies there, how long her mind tortures her with visions of Cisco and his girlfriend, the pair laughing over a joke Cisco made, strolling down the pathway hand in hand, Cisco dropping her off at her apartment late at night, but the pain doesn’t dull.

Caitlin is sure she’s going crazy with the thoughts playing in her mind, so sure she could hear Cisco’s voice in the labs. “Caitlin!” And she can hear heavy footsteps echoing on the floor, becoming louder as they approached her.

And oh, she thinks, not her imagination. It is Cisco.

He pulls her up into a sitting position, gaze frantic as he checks over her, a forceful hand on her chin holding her in place as she tries to duck her face away from his sight, embarrassment causing her to hide her face.

But he doesn’t let her hide herself, not from him.

And so she is blessed with the vision before her; he had ditched the suit jacket and unbuttoned the first few buttons on his shirt, Caitlin drinking in the sight thirstily, Cisco hardly ever revealing his chest like this. His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows and god, if she wasn’t so upset she’d be memorising the sight for future reference.

“What are you doing here?” And if the tearstains didn’t tell him what she had been doing, the thickness of her voice would have done so easily.

“You weren’t home,” he says, as though that should be adequate enough. But at her look he continues, hand shifting from her chin to the side of her head, Cisco stroking her hair. “You weren’t home and you weren’t answering your phone, so I hacked the STAR Labs mainframe. You hadn’t left even though you promised you would leave immediately.” There are hints of accusation in his voice, but it is drowned out by the fear that he was only now letting go of. He shrugs lightly, as though it were nothing when he adds, “I thought something happened.” But she’s not blind, Caitlin can see the tightness in his jaw, can see his adam’s apple bob as he forces the words out. And she knows she must have terrified him with that.

It is though just mentioning it triggers the flood of emotions he had experienced, Cisco turning quickly to her, looking over her in earnest once more. And it with trembling hands he feels her forehead and checks her pulse, fear shining in his eyes as he tries to diagnose just why she was so sad and alone. “I’m okay Cisco.”

She attempts to brush him off, but it is to no avail, Cisco looking at her as though she were crazy. And she thinks she must be, because he was here, with her, and she was encouraging him to be with another woman. But he ignores her, still trembling fingers moving to cup her face, his thumb wiping away the tears that still remained on her face.

And she is weak, too weak, Cisco her kryptonite. Because Caitlin leans into his touch, takes strength from his presence. Her eyelids flutter closed as she just breathes in the moment, commits it to memory as she cherishes every second. Even when she knows it will hurt all the more when he eventually leaves her for his date. She thinks he whispers her name, the sound of it so soft and full of love, and it like a balm to soothe her soul, the pain lessening, if only for this moment, only for him.

When her eyes eventually open, vision clearing to focus just on Cisco. And his eyebrows are pinched and he looks so scared for her. Her heart constructs at the sight and she wants nothing more than to smooth the lines of worry from his forehead, wants to make him feel better. “Caitlin, talk to me.” And his hands drop from her face, Cisco taking her own in between his, squeezing it gently as he urges her to open up to him. And she can’t, she shouldn’t.

She won’t.

“It’s nothing that ice cream and a good movie won’t fix.” It is a weak laugh that follows, and she knows it. But it is the best she can muster when the man beside her holds her heart and doesn’t realise it.

It takes all her strength to pull her hands from his own, a gentle push on his shoulder as she tries to encourage him away. “Caitlin.” And he isn’t treating this as lightly as she wanted, concern etched into his face. He looked pained and he doesn’t budge under the pressure from her hands. He stays beside her.

(Is it too much to ask for him to stay beside her forever?)

“I’m sorry Cisco.” And god, she is the worst friend in the world. His face,

she can barely stand to look at it.

So instead she looks down at her hands, fiddles her fingers together, unable to keep still. “Go enjoy your date, I’ll be fine.” And she sounds it, though she may not look it, her voice steady, a slight inflection at the end the only sign she won’t be as fine as she says.

But it doesn’t matter to him, Cisco scoffing at her words. And instead of pulling away he joins her on the bed in the med-bay, pulling her tight against his chest, Caitlin falling against him easily. And there is a gentle kiss pressed against the crown of her head, a deep rumble she can feel as he says “I won’t leave you Cait, not now, not ever. So get that stupid idea out of your head.”

And she doesn’t mean for the words to come tumbling out, so lost in his proximity and touch, the walls she erected eroding with ease.

“But you will Cisco, you will.”

The confession is soft, delicate. It is strong, mighty, destroying any semblance of carefreeness that she was trying to project. Came out small, but the emotions screams at both of them, Caitlin ducking her head, hair falling, making a curtain between them. But her shield disappears easily, Cisco’s touch light and gentle as he tucks the hair behind her ear, moves the excess over her shoulder. His guidance is tender as he tilts her head back up, turning it toward him.

“What?” He sounds so confused, so hurt by her words. And she regrets it, but she can’t avoid it, can’t lie to him. She never had been able to before.

“You want a wife and family Cisco. You’ve already told me once that you don’t want your powers or STAR Lab. You don’t want me.” And her eyes plead for him to be done with the conversation, but he doesn’t drop it, Cisco shaking his head in disbelief.

“Caitlin that’s insane.”

“It’s not. I mean, you’re already in love with her,” and she can feel the tears re-emerge, pricking at her eyelids, threatening to fall again. “And she’s going to fall in love with you, I mean, who wouldn’t. And then you’ll be serious and get married and have children and you’ve already told me that you want out of being Vibe once, so what’s going to stop you from doing that again. Because you’ll have a wife and kids and I get it, but if you –“ She’s rambling, but she’s been holding this in for so long, a dam breaking inside her, Caitlin lost in the overwhelming current of her feelings.

“Not wanting STAR Labs doesn’t mean I don’t want you in my life Cait. You gotta know that.” He lets out a shaky breath, “and that was so long ago.”

“You think that now, but what happens when you get a new job to support your family. And you’re so busy with it and your kids and your wife and you forget about me? You’re so much of my life Cisco, I don’t know how I’d cope if you weren’t there.”

“You did,” and if she was sharing her insecurities he was also sharing his. “You left when Killer Frost emerged, you got your own life and job and you cut me out completely Cait. Do you know how difficult it was, losing you and Barry together. But Barry didn’t really get a choice – you just left. You left me.”

He sniffs and his eyes shine and god, how did this even happen?

“I almost killed you Cisco! I could barely look at you without feeling guilty.” It is a sharp exclamation, Caitlin desperate for him to understand just how vital he was in her life. She softens, the memories of him coming to her at the bar bringing a gentle smile to her lips. “And life without you, it was awful.”

When he gets up from beside her, her heart gets stuck in her throat, Caitlin almost reaching out for him. But she doesn’t, instead watching him through her lashes.

He kneels before her, takes her hand in his. And she knows she is lost, lost in his gaze, lost in the moment. “Caitlin, please.” And his voice is so hoarse, its roughness rubbing against her, Caitlin shuddering in response. “Please tell me where this is coming from. I can’t help you if I don’t know.”

“I love you.”

They slip out so easily, as though they belonged out in the open, where he could hear it. His breath stutters and he looks up at her in disbelief, eyes wide and shining, jaw hanging open. It is true what they say, that the truth does set one free, because her heart soars with the words. “I love you so much Cisco and helping you plan the perfect date for another woman, seeing you so excited about it, it hurt. It hurt so much knowing it was for someone else, that you could never feel the same for me.” Her voice trembles but she pushes on. “I mean, after Cynthia and Kamilla and the cute engineer from Mercury Labs, why would you settle for me?”

He continues to look at her gob-smacked. And he has lost his voice, Cisco simply watching her silently. And she can feel it, each fragment of her heart fall for every second his silence drags on.

“You – you love me?” His voice cracks at the words, Cisco blinking over and over, as if she would disappear if he closed and opened his eyes. “Do you mean you love me like a friend or you’re in love with me. Because there’s a big distinction between the two and I really need to know.” There is an urgency in his voice but she misses it completely, Caitlin so lost in her own emotional turmoil to catch it.

She also misses how his eyes dim when she slides her hands out of his own, Caitlin tilting her head up as she wipes away a few stray tears. “Everything Cisco, all of it. I love you, I’m in love with you.” A wet laugh leaves her and she can’t meet his eyes. “You’re everything to me, you’re it.”

The shock on Cisco’s face takes her aback and her heart sinks at the sight, a feeling of regret gnawing at her soul.

“I should go.”

And he closes his eyes momentarily, determination flaring in them when he opens them back up, jaw set. “Caitlin Snow, will you please be my Valentine?”

The words cause her to freeze, heart sinking and soaring simultaneously. Because he had spoken the words she had dreamt of for so long, but he doesn’t mean it, doesn’t want her. Not like she wanted, not like she wants him. “You don’t have to do this Cisco, your girl is waiting for you, you shouldn’t be blowing her off like that.”

He huffs, “Cait, I’m serious.”

And she looks down at him, Cisco still on his knees before her, looking up with a sincerity he couldn’t mean.

“I didn’t think you’d tease me like this Cisco. I never thought you’d be that cruel.” It is all she can manage to stutter out before she can’t bear to be in the same room as Cisco any longer. She storms out of the room, the stray tears now becoming more constant, Caitlin wiping them away, a noise of annoyance leaving her as she wipes away fresh tears.

But then she stops,

and she can barely breathe.

Because there, on her desk in the main laboratory, is the most beautiful red dress, flung over it haphazardly, a bouquet of flowers just dropped on the floor. It is a miracle she can move, feet walking to the gifts, knees bending as she picks up the flowers, white roses, she notes, her favourite. There is a note attached to it and she reads it,

and subsequently drops them to the floor, a gasp leaving her mouth, hands lifted up to stifle the sound. Because the note, it was addressed to her. And it is shaky fingers which pick up the dress, so beautiful and stunning and definitely her size. It is though it were designed only for her, so specific to her tastes, to her body.

It drops back on the table and Caitlin is left standing there in the middle of the floor, her mind struggling to compute with this new information. And she feels strong hands settling on her hips, Cisco tugging her close to him. She melts immediately into his embrace, Cisco bending his head, nuzzling into her neck.

And god, it feels amazing.

He spins her around, the worried look on his face melting into a more hopeful one. “I hope you know I’d never tease you about that Cait.” There is an earnestness in his voice, a desperation for her to know it was the truth.

And she feels so lost, like she is lost at sea and drowning in the possibilities that she never thought she’d get swept away in.

“But – but,” and she’s stuttering, but she never thought it could happen, never prepared herself for the chance. “But your girl, she was perfect and I’m – me.” There is a brokenness in her voice, a story of lost love, of tortured love, of a life that one person should not have endure. And Cisco cannot stand it, he never could, not even as he stood in the sidelines, only able to hold her as she fell apart, praying that he could help her.

He leans his forehead against her own, the pair soaking in the moment together. “You are perfect Cait, to me.” He takes a deep inhale, a vulnerability in his voice as he confesses, “you’re it for me too. I can’t imagine a life where you’re not in it. I need you by my side, always Cait.”

“But it doesn’t make any sense. Why did you get me to help with the date? And why did you wait until now to ask?” She stumbles through her questions, heart struggling to catch up to what her mind understood.

He shrugs his shoulders. “I figured the best person to help plan the perfect date was the girl I wanted to ask.”

She smiles, finally smiles, Cisco finally convincing her that it was real, it was happening. And he nudges her nose with his own, eliciting a laugh from Caitlin, Cisco grinning toothily in response, the smile softening as he gazes down at her, Caitlin unable to tear her eyes away from him.

There is a shift on his expression, Cisco suddenly more serious and it worries her. “I’m in love with you too Caitlin, in case you haven’t figured yet. I have been since I first saw you with Hartley and you were able to take him down so sweetly and then be so nice to me in the very same breath. But you were with Ronnie, and then Jay and Julian happened and I – I never thought you’d ever consider me.”

His words take her aback, Caitlin wrapping her arms around his neck, a gentle smile on her face. There is a look of awe in his eyes as she leans in closer, hesitating for a moment before closing the distance. And the moment they connect she melts, Caitlin leaning into Cisco’s frame, raising herself on her toes to be more comfortable. His hands on her hips flex instinctively and she wants more, more of the kiss, more of Cisco, more moments where they can spend together, wrapped up in each other’s embrace. She pulls him down as she moves to rest surefooted on the ground, her lips pressed more firmly against his own as she tries to soak in everything, the way his nose presses against her cheek, the feel of his hair between her fingers as she cradles the back of his head, the electricity that shoots through her when Cisco finds a sliver of skin between her blouse and pencil skirt, his thumb sliding underneath it, the calloused digit rubbing circles against her bare skin.

He pulls away first, Caitlin chasing his mouth, sighing as they reconnect, Cisco grinning against her lips, a strangled groan leaving him as she licks at the seam of his lips, Caitlin deepening the kiss immediately. And she’s known him for so long, so intimately, and it translates easily into the kiss, the pair quickly learning everything about the other, easily drawing out soft moans and quiet whines as they learn the other’s body as intimately as they know their own.

Eventually they do break away, shallow gasps of air as they try and steady themselves and their heartbeats. “That was everything I thought it would be – it was more.” Cisco sighs, “I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.”

Caitlin beams at his words, almost glowing. “Can you believe we could have been doing this for months if we weren’t so scared to say anything?” She laughs the words and her eyes twinkle at the thought.

His gaze darts over her face, as if trying to memorise the way she looks at him. And she wants to blush at the awe on his own, but it dims. “You sure you’re okay with this?” He sounds a little scared.

“Cisco,” she laughs, a quick kiss against the tip of his nose. “I have been dreaming about this moment for so long. I’m more than okay.”

And his thumb sweeps underneath her eyes, traces the line from the corner of her eye and down her cheeks. She knows he is following the trail of tears that stained her face, his expression becoming more sombre as he takes it in, the silvery line a reminder that she had been crying twenty minutes ago.

“I’m sorry I didn’t realise it was hurting you. I swear if I knew I would have asked you out at the beginning instead of all of this.”

“Cisco please, you didn’t know because I didn’t want you to know. I’ve spent ages mastering the art of squashing down feelings, it’s not your fault.” Caitlin pauses, crinkling her nose at a thought before shrugging. “Well it is, but that’s only because you’re so irresistible.”

She accomplishes the task she set out to do, a hearty chuckle leaving Cisco at her words, a smug grin on his face as he lingers in the compliment. And she wishes she could live in this moment forever, his hands a nice weight on her hips as it drops back to where it was resting before, her arms around his neck. They are so close, so intimate, and it feels as though she has finally come home, the feeling of security around her. It is though she is cocooned in love and she wouldn’t have had it happen any other way.

Her finger twirls a lock of his hair, Caitlin smiling, the struggles of the past fortnight nothing compared to the complete euphoria of the past few minutes. And she drops her hand, one anchoring on his shoulder as her right slides down, stopping over his heart, Caitlin relishing in the steady thump beneath her palm. But then Cisco speaks. “We should get going.”

“Hmm,” she responds, still distracted by her thoughts, “yeah we should. My apartment is closer than yours and it’s still too far away. ” It is his laugh that brings her back to this universe, Caitlin refusing to be embarrassed, even as her cheeks darken.

“I meant to the dinner baby, I still have those reservations.”

She stops, head cocked as she scrutinises his face. “I never found out how you got reservations there, and on Valentine’s Day too. It’s been booked out for months.”

The grin that lights his face makes her fall in love with him all over again, Cisco subconsciously swaying them side to side. “I made that booking in November Cait. I always knew you were the one I wanted to ask and that you really wanted to go there.” But then he moves to let go of her, and she can’t have that, not yet. Her grip on him tightens, almost instinctively, and Cisco’s smile shifts into something smug. “Come on Caitlin, we gotta go.”

She pouts at the notion, her alternative far more appealing in the moment. “Do we really need to?” And her hand slides up his neck, hand cupping the back of his head as she brings him back down to her, Caitlin lifting herself on her toes to meet him mid-way. And Cisco knows he should be stronger than this, but kissing Caitlin is something that he could never get used to, never resist. And he gives in to the kiss immediately, hand squeezing her hips, Cisco pulling her closer, barely a hairbreadth between their bodies. And he almost gives in to her completely, because it was Caitlin and she was kissing him and he had dreamt about this for years – the idea of delaying it further for something like restaurant reservations seems ridiculous in the moment, especially when his hands slide up her torso, thumb on the underside of her breasts. It causes her to break the kiss, eyes black as she meets his hesitant gaze. “More,” she rasps, her hand dropping to guide his own to the centre of her chest. “Please Cisco.”

“Caitlin,” he whines, and he sounds tortured.

“Okay fine,” she caves. “Give me a moment to change.” And he grins that grin at her, her grin, the one that she could never resist, not even when she didn’t understand the feelings she harboured for him.

But when he goes to reach for the suit jacket he dropped on the floor, she stops, a hand on his shoulder, Caitlin pulling him back up. “If we’re doing this dinner, you’re going like that.”

There is a spark in his eyes, and she knows that he understood what she was trying to hide perfectly. “But I thought I looked better with the jacket.” Cisco’s the cat that caught the canary, smug and proud and god, she loves him.

So she shrugs casually, a sly smile thrown over her shoulder as she walks away, hands pulling her shirt over her head, Caitlin just in her bra and pencil skirt. There is a litany of swearing from behind her, both English and Spanish as she bends to pick up the dress and flowers. “That –“ she finally says, a casualness which flies in the face of the tension that was crackling between them, the atmosphere sparking with it. “That was when I thought you were taking someone else.”

#killervibe #cisco ramon #caitlin snow #the flash #ruthie writes #killer vibe #the flash fic #i need to update my masterlist i just realised #i think there is only 1 kv fic on it #to be fair it is my favourite #but still #the principle of it all #also ive been listening to power of love and y'all need to love yourself and embrace the goddess that is celine dion #even the song is originally jennifer rush #but damn it it was either that or the titanic themesong #...now im listening to jennifer rush #i say given that most of this fic was written listening to 'do it again' by pia mia #but i couldn't go #and -#HOLY CRAP SHOULD I CHANGE THE TITLE?!?!#i'm your lady and you are my man was the original title #i mean #don't listen to do it again #listen to power of love when reading #i just.... don't ask about my music choices #lol so i went with the original title #@ me: you knew it was the better choice why doubt yourself

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hetatz · 2 years ago

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this is really dumb but i would just like to make a little post

btw i never ever posted on tumblr before despite the fact i’ve had it for like… 5 years..?

anyway this is me talking about my hetalia playlist!!! because im a huge loser and idc if anyone sees this lmao

i’m only gonna talk about a few songs, not all of them ^^

FIRST UP! hush rush by lee chae yeon

- just something about this song… it reminds me so much of the kind of songs i listened to when i first got into hetalia and now its all i listen to whenever im in a very.. hetalia mood ig…

rather be by clean bandit

- because of an amv that i still very much am attached to 🤭

we are one by pitbull, jennifer lopez, and claudia leitte

- same reason for the song above, but also like ??😭 its literally about the world coming together for some soccer like thats so hetalia-core

viva la vida by coldplay

- i feel like a lot of hetalia fans will just be like ‘yeah that makes sense’, no more explanation! it just makes sense!!!

the good part by ajr

- idc what u have to say ajr DOES have some good songs!!!! and this is one of them!! in the beginning of my hetalia phase this song and also the rest of their ‘the click’ album was literally like my #1 and i overplayed it so much

into the new world by girls’ generation

- look at the song title, think, and then come back to me once it hits you (cmon it literally says WORLD and the song is so cutesy and i can definitely see italy performing this tehe)

gingamingayo (the strange world) by billlie

- the meaning of this song is kinda out of place but in hetalia the world is very strange so i’ll take it!!!

ouch by day6

- it reminds me so much of italy 😞 maybe bc of the genre or the fact that its called ouch

anyway thats all it’ll be cool if you listened to the playlist bc its the only thing i listen to and it’s my everything 🫶 but yeah if you read all this wow?? ily let me give u a smooch

#hetalia #hws #hetalia playlist #this is so random #i apologize #will i regret this later?#probably

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angelyuji · 4 years ago

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BAU - Types of Yandere

ive gotten back into my weird yandere phase and ive seen literally no yandere bau so ive decided to make my own headcanons on them ;) im gonna do the og team + tara lewis, since im only on season 11. i’m not gonna do anything nsfw unless requested. enjoy!

TW // DARK THEMES, ABUSE, GASLIGHTING, JUST BAD THINGS!! i do not condone any of this behavior!!! this is just for fictional purposes!!!!!

Spencer Reid:

calculated, resourceful, patient, emotional/extremely jealous

he’s gonna fall fast. u could literally do one nice thing for him and hes hooked.

he’ll watch u for sure, pictures of u will cover some secret area in his house

he won’t try to kidnap u, unless he feels like he has no choice.

u get a gf/bf? he’ll panic and grab u.

remember: he has an iq of 184. hes smart smart, so he’ll probably get away with ur kidnapping

if he has u,he’ll be patient then too. probably lock you up in a closet or empty room till uve calmed down.

if u calm down and pretend to love him, he’ll honest-to-god be the best boyfriend

he’ll read to u and treat u like a literal queen, with limitations, of course... until u earn his trust

hes literally the smartest babie so he knows how to break u if u dont listen or if ur trying to escape

good luck trying to escape becuz ur in the hands of a genius and he probably has plans to either: a) prevent u from escaping or b) bring u back if u escape.

Aaron Hotchner:

resourceful, sadist, calculated, strategic

he probably met u at a coffee place or at the park, ur gonna talk and he’ll be smitten but the way u interact with jack will make or break his obsession

if ur good with jack, then ur done. ur his now. sorry i dont make the rules.

if ur bad/not good ig? with jack, then he’ll slowly distance himself and u’ll be free :)

holy shit, he does not mess around

unlike spencer, hotch has social skills lol

he’ll probably try to get close to u and then show his true colors slowly.start showing, very very manipulative

if u start dating, he’ll rush for u to move in and try to get u to slowly only depend on him and only him.

if u don’t fall in love, he’ll maintain distance and slowly integrate himself into ur life until he is THE most important person in ur life.

if u end up dating someone else, he’ll try to get u to break up with them and try to make them seem like a bad person.

if this person is ur eNdGaMe, ur gf/bf might end up dying in a weird accident and ur going to wake up in hotch’s spare guest bedroom, tied up on the bed. sooo... sorry.

anyway, once hotch has kidnapped u, there is a 50/50 chance u can escape successfully, but in the end, u’ll be back in hotch’s manipulative arms in no time.

jack will be the no.1 manipulation tactic. ex.”jack sees you like a mom,u can’t leave him”

if u do escape, good luck staying low, hotch will find u no matter where u are on the globe.

Derek Morgan:

sadist, quick tempered, manipulative, quick-witted

morgan has literally one of the best social skills on the team.

u are his gf/bf. u have fallen for him. there is literally no way in hell u didn’t

he is the king of smooth (lol thats the dumbest shit ive ever written)

but like once u guys are dating, he’ll start controlling you.

he doesn’t have to manipulate you becuz ur just gonna listen to what he says

if he tells u to stop talking to ur friends, ur going to stop talking to ur friends

if he tells u to not wear that dress, ur not wearing that dress

morgan doesn’t have to kidnap you becuz you’ll willingly move in with him becuz he’ll make u dependent on him and only him

there is no chance you’ll escape becuz u’ve been gaslighted into being his

sorry babie, you’re out of luck.

David Rossi:

listen, out of all the cm cast, i cannot see rossi as a yandere. maybe like a platonic parental figure yandere but like...romantically? ill write for both tho lol

manipulative, phD in gaslighting, toxic, obsessive

Platonic:

he is a helicopter parent on STEROIDS

you wanna go out with ur friends? who are they, what are their names, where do they live? what are their parents names, address, and contact number?

if rossi doesn’t like any of ur friends? holy shit don’t even bother asking to go out, you’ll only get him mad.

toxic parenting TO THE MAX

literally if u don’t listen to what he says, he’ll shame u and degrade you. ex: “you’re so stupid, y/n! didn’t i tell you to put the dishes in the dishwasher AFTER rinsing them? Do you not have a brain in there?”

he’ll try to not physically hurt you, but if push comes to shove *shrug*

if ur 18, honestly fucking RUN. get into a college as far away as you can and get a job vastly different from his. so you’ll never cross paths

rossi will check in tho at least once every day

if anyone’s bothering you? you won’t see them again

ur boss is being a dick? he won’t be at work tomorrow or ever again.

if u decide to go back home, don’t bother getting a ticket back cuz once you go back to rossi, there is no going back.

Romantic:

parent rossi but romantic instead of platonic basically lol

manipulative, toxic, obsessive, abusive

he’s controlling, emotionally and mentally abusive

god, hes awful

he will make u feel like shit for wanting to hang out with someone else or if you want to leave his mansion

he’ll make u feel like he’s the only one for you.

ex:”no one else will love you like i do” or “who will anyone love you? ur a mess you shouldn’t even be outside!”

you can try escaping, since he’s gone and he “trusts” you to stay home, but there is 89.99% chance you’ll be caught.

Penelope Garcia:

sensitive, jealous, emotional, possessive

omggg yall are probably friends at first

so easily jealous abt e v e r y t h i n g

you can mention how you had brunch with a couple friends. “are they better than me? u never have brunch with me? why do u always hang out with them?”

god forbid you try to defend urself, “are you mad at me?” immediate tears.

then ur apologizing instead of her.

if ur dating? she tracks everything, ur phone, bank accs, where u are, what u watch. (incognito is ur best friend)

but even then,she knows everything ur doing,no matter the time of day

you can easily escape Penelope tho

shes not out in the field much, so as long as u stay off the grid, you’ll be safe.

the only person she trusts you with is the BAU team, so if you escape

be warned that they’re going to look for you too.

Jennifer Jareau:

possessive, obsessive, kind, deceptive

she’s a mild one honestly

she treats you well, and asks you out + dates you like a normal person

but sis believes that u are the only one for her

if you try to break up, “YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME. ILL DIE WITHOUT YOU”

of course, thats not true, but you can’t risk it.

jj is probably the safest one to be with, she won’t endanger anyone unless she has no other option.

you won’t need to escape either, you have freedom and everything in a normal relationship.

you just can’t leave. thats all.

Emily Prentiss:

obsessive, protective, strategic, patient

holy shit, emily is the worst. like jj, she’ll let you have your freedom

you can go out, but emily comes with, she chooses what you wear, and where you go.

“youre going to wear that? are you sure? cuz that color makes you look fat. you should wear that one dress i got you.”

“baby, stop wearing make-up, you look like a whore.”

“the beach? ill come too. i can’t trust you to take of yourself.”

you probably met at a club and clicked

if you try to break up, “you want to break up? go ahead, leave. who would want you, other than me? you’re pathetic and stupid. no one would ever date you.”

she’ll break you down till you only depend on her, so don’t bother to escape.

you won’t have the will to try anyway

Tara Lewis:

mild, protective, calculative, gaslighting

honestly, tara is the last person i see as a yandere, but she’ll be a lot like jj

she’ll give you freedom and everything in a normal relationship, except if you don’t listen her.

tara is controlling as hell, so if you disrespect her or don’t listen, she’ll break you down and make you question your own sanity.

she’s incredibly protective and she plans like 20 steps ahead (a lot like spencer)

be a good gf/bf, and tara will be good back

be disobedient, and you’ll regret it

if you plan right, you can escape.

tara has to be out of town and you would have to be in her good graces to be allowed out when shes gone, but if the stars have aligned in your favor... you have a small chance of escaping

if she didn’t get help watching over you from the team.

thanks for reading! hope you liked! I take yandere requests as well as normal character requests! nsfw/sfw are both okay!

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one-boring-person · 4 years ago

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@theghostof-myndi I'm so sorry this has taken such a long time to write! I hope it was worth the wait, though!💛💛💛

Are You Paid To Say That?

Kevin Richter (Trapped In Silence) x reader

Warnings: mentions of violence, mental illness/challenges

A/N: Im really sorry if this isn't as good as you were expecting, I find the characters quite difficult to write, but I've tried my best. I wasn't really too sure where to take this, so I hope thinks ok.💛💛

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"How're things going with Kevin?" I inquire as I walk with Jennifer out of the building, pulling my coat tighter around my body as the icy winter air surrounds us, biting at my heated skin.

"Well, I thought they were going well, but he had another outburst today, so I think we might've been set back a bit." The shrink admits to me, adjusting the box in her arms, making the bits and bobs inside clatter against each other.

"Another outburst? How come?" I frown a bit, knowing that this particular patient can be violent at the best of times, concerned now for the older woman's safety.

"I'm not entirely sure this time. We were talking about meeting more people his age, when he mentioned something about seeing a girl around here...hang on, how old are you?" She asks, looking over at me curiously.

Lifting an eyebrow, I quickly respond.

"I'm seventeen."

Realisation seems to dawn on her face as she hears this, knowing that there are, in fact, no other younger workers in the institute, and definetly none that work with the more challenging patients.

"What?" I question when she continues to start at me in amazement.

"I think he was talking about you, (Y/n)." Jennifer reveals, frowning to herself as if thinking something over in her head.

"About me? He doesn't even know who I am, and I don't think he's ever seen me before." I protest, thinking back to the fragile, highly volatile boy currently residing in the Quiet Room.

"Maybe, but the description he gave matches you pretty well." She informs me, smiling gently at the look of genuine shock on my face, "I'll ask him more about it tomorrow."

"Ok, thank you." I respond, not knowing quite how to react to this information, waving a little as she walks off to her car, leaving me standing in the cold to mull over what I've heard.

Jennifer's hurried footsteps echo through the corridor as she approaches me, eyes intent on me, clearly needing to say something to me, prompting me to break off the conversation with the security guard I was having so that I can greet her. When she sees this, she speeds up a bit, hair blowing past her face with an air of importance.

"I was right, (Y/n), it is you that he meant." She blurts out as she reaches me, eyes filling with a mixture of curiosity and sympathy as she regards me.

"What do you mean? Who are we talking about?" I ask her, though I have a feeling I know where this is going.

"Kevin. I showed him a picture of you and he took it from me. He seemed pretty attached to it, and went ballistic when I asked him for it back." She informs me, leading me away from our original spot, back the way she came.

"Kevin? Are you sure? I might just look like someone he knows." I try to reason, feeling a dull sense of fear as she drags me down the corridor, my eyes wide at the idea of going to see the troubled boy.

"Oh, I don't think so, (Y/n). He's drawn out pictures of everyone he want to remember, and I've spoken to the remaining members of his family: there is no way you just remind him of someone. I've been working with him for a while now, I know his habits." She clarifies, leading me down a more secluded corridor, towards the main office, at which point my fear fades into curiosity.

"Are you sure?" I ask one last time, looking away guiltily when she sends me a pointed glance, "Sorry, you know better than I do. Where are we going?"

"Right here." She gestures with a smile to the door we've stopped outside of, knocking just below the sign determining the owner of the room: the head of the institute.

Eyeing her curiously, I remain silent as we wait for him to respond, following her hesitantly when his voice sounds from behind the door. Respectfully, I stand just by the door as she goes inside completely, waiting there as she speaks with Dr Tomlinson, staying quiet as I let the older members talk with each other.

"Jennifer? What do you need?" The doctor greets her, sending a cursory glance at me, before returning his eyes to her.

"I want someone to help me with Kevin's case." She states, excitement creeping into her voice at the thought, clearly eager to keep up with the therapy.

"You do?" Dr Tomlinson looks surprised, eyes widening at her words, my own quickly fixing on the back of Jennifer's head.

"I do. I think it could really help him socialise better, and he'd get to speak to someone other than me for once." She nods enthusiastically, smiling to herself, as if aware of somehow we're not at liberty to know.

"Ok. I guess I can ask around, though I doubt many people are rave enough-" The doctor starts, only to be cut off by Jennifer, who is shaking her head at his words.

"No, don't worry about that. I already have someone in mind." Confusion and curiosity flood me at this, my mind instantly trying configure out who she could be talking about.

"Oh? And who is that?"

"Well, it's (Y/n) of course."

It takes everything I have not to faint.

"Don't worry, (Y/n), you'll be fine. He's not as bad as everyone makes him out to be." Jennifer reassures me as we get ready to enter the therapy room.

Trembling in nerves, I shift from foot to foot as I think through what I'm about to do, well aware that this is only the second case I've ever worked on, and that he doesn't have the greatest reputation. On our way over, Jennifer had given me a rundown of what she knows of his backstory and old living conditions, explaining that she had managed to get him to talk and communicate, but also that he is highly volatile at times, my trepidation and dread just building up the closer we get to the room. Now that we're here, a cold sweat has broken out over my forehead and skin.

"I know, I'm sorry. I just haven't really done this too often." I confess, feeling it important she know that I'm not an experienced worker here, reminding her that I'm only a volunteer who helps out here and there.

"Oh, right, I forgot about that." She frowns, reconsidering as she recalls this, "If you don't feel ready, you don't have to come in. I'm not going to make you."

Taking a deep breath, I decline her offer, biting my lip as I then follow her into the room.

My eyes quickly find the hunched figure in the corner, his messy hair matted and dishevelled, skin pale around his face except under his eyes, where deep purple bags have formed, though the blue-green irises that briefly flick up to greet us are sharp and probing as anything, homing in on my presence instantly. His muscles go rigid, eyes remaining fixed on me even as Jennifer and I move furher into the room. Awkwardly, I hold eye contact for a few seconds, before dropping my gaze with a blush covering my cheeks.

"Good morning, Kevin. I brought along someone to help us with today's session, that ok? This is (Y/n), the girl in the photograph I gave you a week back." Jennifer introduces us, setting the box of items on the table in the centre as I gingerly step forwards, looking up again.

"Hi, Kevin. It's nice to meet you." I say to him, not expecting anything back as he keeps staring at me, only to feel slight fear when he suddenly surges to his feet, scrambling over to the table. Once there, he grabs Jennifer's box and starts rooting around in it, pulling out a sheet of paper and a pencil seconds later, his movements erratic and rushed. I watch in fascination as he seats himself and starts drawing something, expecting us to do the same.

Looking at each other, Jennifer and I do the same thing, a brief flare of surprise lighting inside me as Kevin moves to sit directly opposite me, rather than across from me like he was before. Quietly, I pick up a pen and paper and start sketching, listening to Jennifer as she makes conversation, answering the correct questions and interacting where necessary.

The hour passes quickly, by which point I've managed to finish the drawing I started, sitting back to look at it, before noticing that Kevin is, in fact, also watching me, eyes flicking downwards towards the sheet of paper, almost as if in questioning. With a smile, I push it over the table towards him, offering the drawing to him with little confidence. He picks it up off the table, holding it up so he can see it properly, finger tracing one of the lines, folding it and sticking it in his breastpocket without a second thought.

"Hey, Kevin. That's not yours to take." Jennifer reminds him, looking at me apologetically.

"Oh no, it's fine. You can keep it." I assure her, addressing the last part to him.

He nods at me, not making eye contact.

A few months on, and Kevin and I have actually managed a conversation, the boy no longer too shy or distrusting of me, feeling mostly comfortable around me when in therapy. Jennifer has yet to leave me alone with him, thankfully, though I've overheard her talking to Dr Tomlinson about Kevin requesting for me to have a session alone with him, something which I'm not entirely sure I'm comfortable with.

Even now, as we read through another of Jennifer's books, it surprises me when he shuffles over to sit beside me, his body incredibly close to mine, as if with the intention of touching each other, but not quite doing so yet. I have a copy of the book open in my lap, giving him a perfect view of the text, as well as my crotch, which draws a small squeak out of me when he goes to turn the page for me, his fingers gently brushing against my jeans, his hand retracting as quickly as I sink back into the seat, neither of us saying anything.

But even after this, it takes a good two months more for Jennifer to finally decide that I'll be safe on my own with him, as long as there are guards outside, and either Dr Tomlinson or herself nearby to help out in case anything goes wrong. At first, I'm sceptical, but eventually I realise that my presence in the room seems to be what keeps him calm and collected, meaning I'm the perfect candidate to look after him alone.

I was wrong to be worried.

A soon as I step into the room, Kevin has stepped up to me with a broad smile on his face, soemthing which always makes me happy to see, making me smile back at him as he eagerly leads me to a place on the floor in the corner, where he sits me down. Taking his place beside me, he rummages around in the breast pocket of his hoodie and pulls out a dog-eared piece of folded paper, silently handing it to me. Opening it, I feel my jaw drop at the sight of it: it's a portrait. Every aspect is drawn perfectly, giving it it's realistic quality, though it does surprise me that he'd draw me of all people, seeing as he knows Jennifer much better. In my head, I remember what she said about him drawing pictures of everyone he cares for.

"This is amazing, Kevin! Is it for me?"

He nods, a smile crossing his face as he shuffles closer, pressing the side of his body against mine.

'Thank you. I really appreciate this." I thank him, starting when I suddenly feel his cold fingers brush against mine. Absentmindedly, they trace their way into my palm, interlocking our fingers together as he moves ever closer. Smiling, I lean back furher and pat my chest, signalling for him to lay there, which he is only too happy to do, his arms wrapping tightly around me, face buried into my midriff as he holds me close to himself.

"I have a crush on you." He suddenly states, voice muffled through my shirt.

For a moment, I don't know what to say, shocked that he feels this way about me.

"Jenny said I should tell you." He testifies, snuggling closer, before pulling back slightly to nose at the bottom of my jaw.

"You have a crush on me?" I ask once more, biting my lip when he assents, "That's helpful, beacuse I have a crush on you, too." I decide just to spit it out, looking to him for a reaction.

"Really? You actually like me? Or are you just being paid to say that?"

"Kevin, I'm a volunteer. I don't get paid at all.

"So, you actually mean it?"

"I do."

#trapped in silence #kiefer sutherland #Kevin Richter #Kevin #request #ask #answer

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luci-cunt · 4 years ago

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Tell me about Magneto🤭

MAY YOU CAN’T SEE IT BUT IM KISSING YOU SO PASSIONATELY RIGHT NOW

Ok so listeeennnn tooooo meeeee, okokokok, so a while ago I went on this James McAvoy bender--don’t ask--and I saw he was in the X-Men movies, whic hi haven’t watched since the Wolverine movies/ Last Stand when I was like, actually a baby. So anyways I flipped them on thinking “yeah what could go wrong?” except I watched them in the wrong order

Anyways here’s an essay on why neither Erik or Prof X was right and the actual answer would be to compromise and these movies how how because they’re both too stubborn and couldn’t it destroyed their friendship and fucked everything up.

Also the fact that X-Men: First Class is the best Villain origin story to ever cross the screen.

Ok so spoilers ahead for X-Men: Days of Future Past and X-Men: First Class

Now, it should be noted that I’m no an X-Men expert I just love these two movies.

So for some context: First Class and Days of Future Past are both kind of prequels, except DoFP is a prequel-sequel?? becuase of time travel?? I’ll explain don’t worry. The point is, they take place in the past where all the characters are younger. James McAvoy plays Professor X (who I’ll just be calling X for this whole thing), Michael Fassbender plays Magneto (aka Erik), oh and Jennifer Lawrence plays Mystic--who will be appearing in this essay XDD.

Alright so first of all have a plot summary: DoFP is about Wolverine getting sent back in time so he can convince a younger Prof X to stop Raven (aka Mystic) from getting caught by this guy Trask who then uses her DNA to create super weapons that irradiate all mutants. The current future Wolverine is in, he, prof X, Magneto, and a few other mutants are trying their best to survive but it’s a losing battle and their only hope is to literally change the past.

This one takes place after the events of First Class, which I will now explain.

So in First Class a younger Prof X and Magneto team up to find and recruit bb mutants to X’s school because the government wants to use Mutants to help fight the Russians (oh head this takes placee in the 1960′s right before the Cuban Missile Crisis). This is essentially a Magneto origin story and also--in my opinion--the best villain origin story to ever cross the screen.

OK so now some details on our main characters:

Magneto/ Erik Lehnsherr: a literal holocaust survivor who’s only goal in the begining of the story is hunting/ killing nazi’s, specifically one nazi who tortured him specifically and I will get into him later don’t worry.

Professor X: super smart rich white boy with a heart of gold but also enough naivete to make a lamb look like a Stephen King character.

Already you can see very stark differences between the two of them. Erik is set up as being a staunch pessimist while X is a vivid optimist, and that makes sense. X’s grown up sheltered and never wanting for anythign while Erik suffered a trainwreck of the greatest traumas in human existence hitting him over and over and over again from like age fucking 9.

Ok also tehre’s J-Law’s character Raven, who is a mutant that can change her skin to look like anythign she wants it to but her actual form is blue/ scaly/ “not pretty” (bullshit but ok). She met X when she broke into his house one night to steal some food and then they became friends, their relationship will become important later but for now that’s all u need to know.

ok so anyways, in the begining of First Class Erik is hunting + killing Nazi’s, specifically looking for this one called Schmidt because when Erik was little he and his family were carted away to a concentration camp where Schmidt witness Erik use his metal bending powers and decided to “train” him. aka physically/ mentally abuse him for years. The whole thing starts with Schmidt trying to get Erik to lift a metal coin with his mind, when he can’t (because he’s a child who didn’t even know he had his powers until literally hours ago) Schmidt puts his mother’s life on the line and when he still can’t Schmidt kills her. This sends Erik it’s a rage and he crushes some nazi heads but then Schmidt is still standing and mentions how “oh gotcha, so it’s rage and pain that’s the key to your powers huh?” anyways this tidbit and the coin will become important later trust me--

Meanwhile Prof X is graduating from Oxford/ generally being an idiot pretty boy. He’s a telepath who knows about his powers and has used them from an early age. He also wrote some big paper on mutants, which gets the attention of an FBI agent who witnesses the villains being mutants and wants his advice

However, the villains just so happen to be Schmidt, who’s going by “Shaw” now, so when X and the agents catch up to him Erik is already there and on a mission to murder his ass. Some bs happens, Erik tries to pull a submarine out of the water but can’t (T-T this will be important) and X jumps into the water to stop him because the mental stress is literally killing him.

That’s how they meet.

It’s important to note: up until this point, Erik didn’t know there were other mutants, so meeting X, who’s friends with Raven, is kind of a big deal for him. He and X become very fast friends and also have a very homoerotic montage where they become dads for a bunch of mutant teenagers, because they realize they can use X to track all these baby mutants, collect them, and train them so they don’t grow up fearing their powers.

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Anyways, the other thing about this is that now that Erik has this newfound group of people that are just like him, he’s opening up, and X is helping him realize he’s actually so much more powerful when he taps into happy memories rather than fueling himself on pain and rage. This scene always makes me sob oh my god--

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Also, fellas--is it gay to “access the brightest cortex” of your homies memories and remind him that hate and pain are not good motivators before reminding him that he has good memories he can draw on and showing him that his life has not been entirely painful?

YEs, the answer is yes are u shitting me??

ok so anyways--something to note about this is that X and Erik are both very protective of all their new kids, but Erik is especially so. I’m going to be getting into this more but just tab thsi thought for later :)

Now, the plot’s kicking up a bit, because it’s at this point that Erik and X capture one of Shaw’s (aka the nazi’s) main lackies and they question her until she gives them the info that Shaw’s planning on using the Cuban Missile Crisis tensions to start a nuclear war to wipe out all humans so that only mutants survive in the new world.

Obviously they want to stop him, but also, you can kind of tell that Erik is not totally against this plan, which only gets to be more later but that’s for later.

Right now I wanna take a quick break to talk about Raven--aka Mystic, aka J-Law. She and X were childhood friends and she kind of clung to him because she doesn’t have family/ anyone she can really be herself around besides him.

X insistently says throughout the movie he sees her as a sister, but it’s kinda obvious she’d be down to fuck. She has this big plotline where she keeps trying to get X to understand why it’s so frustrating for her to have to be using energy to look “human.” Because her natural form is the one with the blue skin. X doesn’t understand this because his power is easy to hide, it’s simple for him to just fake-human and have no one be any wiser, Raven, however, doesn’t have that luxury and when she tries to explain this to X it just flies over his head, insisting she hide her natural self to better fit in if that’s what she really wants.

Queue Erik, who comes in as a king of self love. He’s pretty blunt about it, but his point is basically “you’re wasting energy by constantly pretending you’re something you’re not--stop” and she responds essentially with “yeah but then no one will like me” to which he responds “then make them.”

Raven’s relationship with both the boys is used through both First Class and DoFP to really highlight their faults. X believes humans and mutants can coexist but he thinks we go about doign that by completely ignoring the pages of history of abuse mutants have suffered--and it’s mostly because he hasn’t experienced it.

Erik on the other hand will do everything and anything he possibly can to protect his new family/ people, and in his head that means exterminating any and all threats. By the end of the movie--humans become one of those threats.

The point of this whole ramble is that: they both represent utter opposites, BUT, X’s blind optimism and Erik’s blind pessimism are equally bad.

Ok so back to plot for a second to prove this.

Shaw is revealed to be a mutant himself and he also has a helmet that can block telepathy. (yes it’s the magneto helmetjasjd;fkjaskl;dfjasldkj jsut wait).

His plan’s complicated but basically: he’s going to poke America and Russia until they pop and incite a nuclear war. And it works. The whole pre-climax of the film sees X, Erik, Raven, and the other mutants all working double time to stop Shaw’s plan (AND IT INVOLVES ERIK SUCCESSFULLY PULING A SUBMARINE OUT OF THE WATER!!! BECAUSE NOW HE’S USING HAPPINESS INSTEAD OF ANGER/ PAIN!!!).

Anywho, they’re doing all this, but then some bullshit happens, the plane they’re on crashes oh and -- yeah there’s this part where Erik uses himself as a seatbelt for X it’s fantastic but anyways--

This is finally the climax of the film.

Also possibly the greatest scene in film history in my humble opinion.

Because listen--in order to stop Shaw they need the helmet off of him so that X can telepathically freeze his ass and they can arrest him or whatever. So they split up--Erik rushes into the wreckage to find Shaw and X stays behind ready to freeze the guy as soon as the helmet comes off but--

Well, vengence is just too tempting.

So when Erik gets Shaws helmet off, X freezes the guy, and he’s ecstatic, at least until he realizes Erik plans on killing Shaw.

He’s pleading with Erik because this is vengence and he can’t chose that but Erik just puts on the helmet and--taunts Shaw, pulling out the coin Shaw taunted him with all those years ago and in a mimickry of the game Shaw forced him to play as a child and killed his mother over--he slowly floats the coin at Shaws head, telling him “I’m going to count to ten, and all you have to do is move.”

But he can’t--because X is holding him--and that’s the point, Erik wants him as helpless as he was, and X can’t let his hold on Shaw go because that would mean putting Erik in danger but he’s also in Shaws head so he feels the coin go through his head as though Erik was doing it to him and the fucking cinematography in this scene is so fuaksdjf;laksjd;fjasd;lkfjadsl;asdjf;ljL:DKJFL:SDKJFL:D KFUCKKKKK

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This scene is cinematic perfection don’t fucking lOOK at me unless you agree.

T-T and then, it only gets worse, because now Erik’s finally finished his original purpose--killing the man who killed his mother and ruined his life--and now he’s got a new one, aka protecting his new family aka the mutants.

AND HE’S ONLY PROVEN RIGHT THAT HUMANS ARE A THREAT BECAUSE THEY TURN AND TRY TO KILL ALL THE MUTANTS IN THE PLANE CRASH AND JSUT--

And so he stops all the missiles flying their way, and turns them around on the humans and X has to stop him but he’s not listening and the rawest fucking line in the whole movie comes when X says

“There’s hundreds of men on those ships--innocent men. They’re just following orders!”

And Erik simply replies, “I’ve been at the mercy of men ‘just following orders’--never again.”

And then he goes to blow up the shipsthen one of the other characters goes to shoot Erik and he deflects the bullet wtihout thinking right. into. X’s. back.

Paralysing him.

And just akjd;fjasdflkjasd;lfkj this scene speaks for itself

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Listen just--akjdsf;ljasdlk jguys this movie has no right being this good.

And then the movie closes off with X and Erik literally begging one another to just see it their way--because they both want so badly to be on the same side but they’re too stubborn and they refuse to see compromise and just ajkdf;lja;sdkfja;sdljkfsadlkf

Ok I realize now that I barely talked about DoFP but this is already so long. The major things I was going to bring up was teh absolutely fantastic bitter exes energy that McAvoy and Fassbender bring to that movie it’s excellent but also the fact that X is literally the only person Erik goes out of his way not to kill despite standing directly in the way of Erik’s goal.

Like, you remember my whole deal with Raven??? yeah that’s x10 in DoFP (which takes place quickly after this movie) yeah so her and Erik are close, and shown to be close, but the second he thinks she endangers his fam he literally 180′s so quick and tries to straight up murder her.

BUT HE FUCKING BENDS THE BULLET AROUND X’s HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! X!!!!!!!!!! WHO’S LITERALLY 100% AGAINST HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JUST

Ok, that’s all. By the way I don’t want to like, up your expecations too much because I actually kind of hate X-Men: First Class almost as much as I love it?? it’s very..... of it’s era, and cheesy, and dumb--but fucking magneto you guys holy SHIT

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anniebattiebats · 5 years ago

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hi im annie and today i’ll be gushing over the greatest game ever made

sonic adventure 2

THE CHARACTERS! OH MY GOD THE CHARACTERS!

everyone was so in-character in this game! Sonic was himself, and was perfectly cocky in this game. In later games, he says the most unnecessary shit nsjsnjdn but this Sonic feels genuinely witty and cocky.

Tails is bettering himself to become stronger and braver than before, which is BETTER THAN WHAT THE MAIN GAMES DO (COUGHCOUGHSONICFORCES) even Sonic Adventure did a better job at this!

Knuckles is all about the Master Emerald - THANK GOD - which is what I prefer instead of him leaving his island to do God knows what. And he sounds more level-headed and calm here, which I prefer too.

Rouge is amazing and I love how smooth she is and Shadow is so relatable when it comes to forgiving others. Not only that, he was brooding, but not too much. He was melodramatic and energetic, which is something I love about him. He just felt more lively than what we have now.

And Eggman. Omfg Eggman. I love Eggman in this game SO! MUCH! He has the perfect menacing voice and he has his mind of offing Sonic and the world. He held Amy at gun point TWICE! And, for once, he didn’t bring out some otherworldly entity on purpose this time. The Biolizard was an accident.

wait, Amy? She was just there, I’m not gonna lie. But she did help Shadow accept how good humans can be.

THE STORY

It’s straight ass :> but I love it so much. It’s so wild and energetic. It’s meme worthy. It really grabbed my attention as goofy and broken as it was. Eggman blew up a fucking MOON! And there was so much at stake besides that! The ARK was gonna crash into the Earth! A FUCKING ISLAND BLEW UP! it’s like michael bay directed it but it’s actually entertaining. to me at least.

i feel like the whole story focuses on forgiveness and learning from your mistakes, since shadow is the central character of this game. he grows from being a vengeful, hellbent hedgehog to an understanding, noble one, risking his life to protect humans, the one species he hated.

at the same time the way they tell this story is like sonic pointing a gun at you and going “live and learn, bitch” because shadow (supposedly) DIES after he stopped the ARK from crashing. it’s basically saying “learn from your mistakes or die”

or if I have to use it, die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain

it was worth it.

THE GAMEPLAY

it’s annoying as fuck BUT once you get used to it, things are alright... i guess. the game’s hard imo. i was STRUGGLING with the last story of this game. i keep getting an E on Final Rush! Crazy Gadget called me a slur!! MAD SPACE MADE ME DEAD INSIDE! Aside from that, I enjoy the way the characters work. You take your time as Tails, you quickly find emerald pieces by maneuvering around the map as Knuckles, and you have a high speed track to go through as Sonic. I enjoy all gameplay styles, I’m just not used to the difficulty curve the game puts you through. But, I did find the game surprisingly easier to play than something like Sonic Heroes. The characters are super slippery in that game.

There’s also this thing where each stage has it’s own gimmick. Metal Harbor’s gimmick for difficulty and challenge was beating the clock to get to the tip of the rocket. I pulled it off plenty of times and I was relaxed enough to do it, and it makes me wonder why someone would have a hard time with it. I GET WHY BECAUSE I DID TOO, but I practiced enough to understand how to maneuver Sonic around to get to the rocket. I know, I’m amazing uvu (Final Rush can kiss my ass though). The gimmicks kept me on my toes and I honestly appreciate that. it made each stage feel different, which is a really good thing!

OH YEAH, you can PLAY as Eggman this time. LEGENDARY! AND his stages are more relaxing to go through than Tails’... which makes no sense. Imo the hero story should be the easy mode while dark is the hard mode, but Eggman’s stages say otherwise. Oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ At least they’re fun. And the music is GREAT in his stages. I love Lost Colony’s music so much!

OH EYAH ABOUT THAT

THE MUSIC

I FUCKING LOVE ROCK! Besides some rap, I enjoy rock a LOT! While there may be TOO much rock in this game compared to Adventure where you had all kinds of genres fitting each setting, I enjoy every piece of music here. I sing to City Escape when I play it because it’s that much of a rush and it’s so catchy! And it matches the stage so well!

Knuckles’ SA2 version of his song is amazing because it sounds like hip hop, and the lyrics dive deeper into his character. I wish the other themes did this but sadly, they didn’t.

Is this the way? The path I chose? Then why am I living with my heart so cold?

Hunnid P just. Gets it.

At least Eggman’s theme is a MANIACAL BANGER!

VOICE ACTING

While some characters sound like they’re reading off a damn script (looking at you Tails and Amy) I prefer these voices over the other ones in later games. Mainly because, the way I see it, since the Sonic characters never age, their voices don’t need to change.

Ryan Drummond makes Sonic sound so young, free, and energetic! I like that about Sonic! And while he’s also the type to relax, his speed along with his wit just matches with his energetic side so well.

Jennifer’s voice (if I ignore that she sounds like she’s reading from a script) is actually pretty nice.

And I ADMIRE Scott Dreier’s work for Knuckles in this game SO MUCH! He still sounds like a teen yet he sounds mature and level-headed, it’s amazing!

Eggman’s voice by Deem Bristow is AMAZING. Every line oozes with creepy and unsettling! He’s EVIL, he’s SET ON RULING THE WORLD. Why shouldn’t he have this voice?

David Humphrey’s work for Shadow is too good for my ears and fits him so well. He was the perfect choice to capture Shadow’s melodramatic nature.

Rouge’s voice is surprisingly sweet to listen to. It makes her older voice in later games sound... exaggerated? Like they exaggerate how SMOOTH she is. Idk. This voice has a perfect balance of smooth and immature, and trust me, Rouge really is immature.

THE CHAO GARDEN

Y’all know this was coming. The chao garden instantly makes the game better. It just does. It’s a nice relaxing mode people can go to since the rest of the game is so CRAZY. Ever since I played SA2, I appreciate the chao so much and I think about them often. It cheers me up ;v; and it’s rewarding to be cuddled by the chao after you take care of them so much.

I will never get the “Hiiii” out of my head, not even if I died.

IN CONCLUSION

SEGA is ass for not making an Adventure 3 where these guys are playable again, but at least we have Adventure 2 to fall back on. The game really is dated, but I have so much fun with it, genuinely! It solidified my reason on why I’m a Sonic fan. SA2 keeps that Sonic charm that other games lack. It’s cool! It’s edgy! It’s energetic and wild! That’s how Sonic games should be imo, even if a game has multiple plot holes.

I used to talk shit about this game. And this was around the time I never even played it, and just watched some youtuber rant about it. Now? I can enjoy it despite someone who can’t. I KNOW I can get to the tip of the rocket in Metal Harbor! I KNOW I can hit King Boom Boo twice! I KNOW I can get through Eternal Engine without dying (but I haven’t... DON”T JUDGE ME) the game makes me wanna do better (kind of, one time I tried to get an A rank ona a stage and died then gave up, I had enough. I’m tired. I’M TIRED-) to get A ranks across the board. Since Knuckles’ gameplay is my favorite, getting A’s in his stages is super easy.

I can’t gush about this game enough. I love everything about it, even if some parts frustrate me to no end. I’m really happy I have a game to fall back on and appreciate whenever I play it. It’ll always mean a lot to me.

That being said, the game’s $9.99 on PC, Xbox One, and PS3 so feel free to try it out if you can! If you can’t enjoy it, I can’t blame you. There are many more sonic games to fall back on for you :>

if you read all of this... thank you??? omfg im surprised someone cared enough to finish this. why??? why did you finish this??? DO BETTER! jk, thank you ; v;

#annie the annoying #long post #tagging long post for mobile users #im ESTATIC #IM IN LOVE #IM SA2'S BITCH #one time it punched me in the face. *music stops* it was awesome

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mooninjstin · 6 years ago

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shuffle tag !

rules: put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first ten songs, then choose ten victims

i was tagged by @akaimps 💖?? thanks ??🤩? i love this idea so here we go

just for the record i have some songss on my phone i dont listen to bc they r annoying but i dont delete them jdlsf

Now Or Never - Sf9

Perfect Strangers - Jonas Blue

Power Of Love - Jennifer Rush (=best version the cover sucks ngl)

Me Réhuso - Danny Ocean

Like We Used To - The Rose (stan the rose ok)

Evertime We Touch - Cascada

Bing Bing - AoA

Leiser - Lea

Downtown Baby - Bloo (voice ???)

Excuses - Nex7

actually pretty sfw :) im tagging @neo-43 @yanchen-enthusiast @evanismyking @zhengkuns @desiology @kim-jonginism @babyzhengzheng but i dont have 10 :/

#txt #tag #not tagging u lelle bc u were already tagged!#but feel free to do it twice :)#thanknu for tagging me ! this was fun

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macchiatomingi · 6 years ago

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get to know me!

aaaaa! another one! i should really be doing homework but eh :T

Rules: Tag 10 followers you want to get to know better.

Birth year: 2001

Star sign: Taurus (but im a Gemini cusp)

Height: uh last i checked i was like 5′7? 5′8??? around there

Put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 4 songs:

1.) Oh My - McCafferty

2.) Where R U From - Seungri (feat. Mino)

3.) Techno Fan - The Wombats

4.) Or so He Sphinx - The Speed of Sound in Seawater

Grab the nearest book to you, turn to page 23, what is line 17?

"Evidence from nature emerges through the study of Alpine and polar glaciers, tree rings, and pollen left in bogs.”

My AP European History textbook

Ever had a song or poem written about you?

Not that I know of :)

When was the last time you played air guitar?

oof uh its been a minute but probably the last time i listened to like,,,rock so like,,,a week? two weeks ago?

Celebrity Crushes?

uh song mingi, thomas brodie sangster, tom holland, and sebastian stan?

What’s a sound you hate? Love?

hate: people smacking their food, balloons (being inflated, popping, touching other surfaces), lots of talking going on at once

love: laughter (esp super loud and genuine laughs), rain, thunder (unless its super loud and boomy then i get scared), cats purring

Do you believe in ghosts?

yes

Do you believe in aliens?

also yes

Do you drive? If so, have you crashed?

i do not drive but when i was learning my granny let me get in the drivers seat in the middle of like a median turn so i almost crashed her new car into a tree by hitting the curb. i havent driven since :)

Last book you read?

Altered by Jennifer Rush (its a guilty pleasure book at this point)

Do you like the smell of gasoline?

nope it makes my head hurt :)

Last movie you’ve seen?

GLASS ITS AMAZING AND I HIGHLY RECCOMMEND IT but not if u have epilepsy plus it has mentions of abuse and mental illness and bullying which can be triggering so like pls b cautious and go with someone you trust if you choose to go :(

What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

oof well i was a Clumsy Child and once tripped over my shoelaces and landed on my face. i busted my teeth and like, one of my front teeth (lowkey graphic warning) turned and went through my lower lip so i still have the scar from that. luckily i dont remember it.

Do you have any obsessions right now?

reading!

writing :D

the great british baking show!

cooking!

Do you tend to hold grudges?

i dont hold grudges but i remember when people have wronged me, making it harder for me to forgive them. dont think its a grudge though like i never dislike a person that much i just cut them out :T

In a relationship?

im in a faithful relationship with cookies n cream ice cream.

uh,,,i do not know who to tag :’)

#get to know me #machirambles #whoop!#its done #this took too long to get to

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seanchai-tostach · 6 years ago

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Back to Square One

So I havent posted something in a very long time. At the end of May I managed to score myself a job as a telesales representitive for a reputable insurance company. To be honest I was very glad. Cause being newly married i saw this as an opportunity to get my life together and provide for my wife.......

what a disaster....

It started out really good. I was coping really well with both the positive and negative symptoms. The only problem I had with the work was that it was a very high octane kinda job. Fast paced and high stress. There was alot of preassure to perform and reach my daily target. It was my first corporate style job.

And I blew it.

It started with the high stress I was experiencing. I had a mini panic attack everytime I was on my way to work. The negative symptoms started to get really bad. I my workflow slowed down too much. I worked 10 hours a day during the winter holidays.

I couldnt concentrate. My speech over the phone started getting all jumbled up. It all started rushing back. From there on out it just went down hill. My mind felt like it was fragmenting into little pieces and I would just zone out. I would be busy with a task and then my mind felt like it was wading through mud until everything just stopped. I would lose all sense of what is was doing or how to even do it.

Then the positive symptoms started acting up

It got very loud inside my head and outside. They started talking to me over the phones and where listening to what I was saying. It totally freaked me out. I couldnt take it anymore and I lost it while at work. Twice. I decided I was going to resign. I put through my resignation, only to be told that was never going to make it on to the floor anyway.

Honestly I feel like I have failed. Most importantly I failed my wife. I am now sitting without a job and I cannot provide for her. Im so mad at myself for being so uselsess to mess this up. Since then things have been getting worse.

I spent the whole day today switching between aimlessly wandering the house and loafing on the couch. My phones alarm has gone off for 4:15 and 4:30 and I have no idea why I set those alarms. I dont even rember setting them or why. Its taken me 2 hours to write this post. I dont know if I have eaten today or not. Theres a movie on in the background. I tried following it but all I can figure out is that Jennifer lawrence is in it. My wife came home and told me about her day. I didnt get much other than she got 70% in something. I hate being uselsess and I hate failing her. I'm to afraid to tell her that things are not going very well with me at the moment. The last time things went downhill for me, she suffered alot. I dont knownif i have the strength to do that to her again. I also am not sure how to articulate how im feeling. Its like someone stole my ability to make meaning of the world around me and locked it away in a box and buried it.

Help me.

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samanthasroberts · 8 years ago

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Southern Charm Recap: Flamingo-ing Crazy

Evening, party people. Smiling faces, beautiful places, welcome back to another week of . Lets see what bat shit craziness this week has in store.

Cameran solidifies her role as the unofficial protagonist of the show, narrating the opening sequence (and even saying the word bitch. Well, I do declare!) My familys about to make fun of me for debasing myself by watching this show for yet another week. Suck it, dad, this shits entertaining and makes me feel like a very accomplished adult in comparison to these 35-year-old train wrecks. On a side note, Im kind of getting into this theme song. As an extra side note, my TV is broken and everything is green tinted, which is fitting, I feel.

We open with Thomas on the phone with JD, the former bitching about Kathryn (what else is new?). He rolls up to JDs house and cant even say yes to a cup of coffee without breaking out the French. Ugh, I thought that was a one-episode thing. Thomas apparently told Kathryn he wasnt cosigning her lease (after the whole polo fiasco, if you’ll recall) and she went so nuts that she ended up IN THE HOSPITAL AND MAY HAVE GONE INTO LABOR PREMATURELY. Jesus fucking Christ. So now, what does Thomas do? He agrees to cosign.

JD is like, wait, so you call Kathryn and tell her youre not cosigning, she gets upset, and now youre cosigning anyway because you feel bad for her

JD: I upset my wife plenty of times when she was pregnant but she didnt end up in the hospital over it.

Thomas is like, Wow, everybody was righthomegirl really does know how to manipulate.

Apparently Jennifer is the ultimate shadester, she used to date Thomas and screenshotted everything and sent it to Kathryn just to stir shit up. Taking it a bit far, don’t you think?

Thomas: If I can handle prison for six months, I can handle this bullshit for two more months.

Hold up, like actual prison or just being with Kathryn? Maybe that random Facebook commenter was right and I do need to go back and watch the show from season 1.

Cameran is one of those white people who answers the phone with, Yello! and we promptly learn she was up all night with diarrhea. Gross. Shep goes to watch Craig turn in his application for the bar exam because hes so full of shit that nobody believes him unless they see it with their own eyes. Thats gotta hurt, Craig.

Shep rolls up to good ol Gentry HQ and asks Craig how business is doing. Craig starts talking about some BS I zoned out pretty quick listening to, something about a bourbon side and a hotel side of something.Damn, and youre not gonna let Landon get in on this bourbon business? Thats cold, Craig.

Craig has one more step to nail before he can take the bar, and if he doesnt complete it in time he wont be able to take the test. I feel a setup coming on

These guys are literally arguing over which type of adhesive Craig should use to affix his passport photos to his application.

Cameran meets up with Danni, the roast thief from the earlier episode, and another friend for lunch. One of their friends orders a sweet tea instead of wine and they all jump on her immediately to ask if shes pregnant. Like…a girl can’t order a damn sweet tea in the middle of the day without everyone assuming she’s got a bun in the oven? Cameron is SO OBVIOUSLY not ready to be a mother and these bitches wont leave her the fuck alone about it. Newsflash: This is 2016! Women can aspire to more nowadays than just being a mother. Leave Cameran alone!

Cameran has anxiety too, she reveals, and this show is becoming one giant therapy advertisement. Just goes to show you, money cant solve all your problems. Spinoff idea: What if they all go to the same therapist? Also, Cam’s friend is like, because thats totally a cure for a legitimate mental illness. WTF is wrong with you. What decade do these people live in.

Only 15 minutes in and my fingers are already tired from all this ranting. Gonna be a long episode. Also, wtf happened to Whitney? Is he still alive?

Its finally (almost) time for the flamingo party. Yay! Patricia will be photographing this party for her entertainment book whcih, Im sorry, Im definitely buying. They’re going to have a ros tower and idk what that is, but I know I want one. Patricia is explaining those champagne tower things where you pour the champagne in the top of the pyramid and it spills into all the ones at the bottom and is like, No its not. Its basically 3D beer pong without the balls. Just chill.

Wait ok the Gentry is a hotel?? I feel like an idiot but if they wouldve just explained this shit at the beginning we wouldnt be here. Anyway, Landon and Craig are prepping for the party and going to a spa.

Landon: Part of being a Southern belle is being well-kept, which makes you a good person.

Yeah, maybe on the outside. Im not convinced any of you except Cameran are good people on the inside. And maybeee Craig. He seems pretty earnest.

Craig is aiming for Gatsby-ish pink in terms of outfit color and Landon is like, Im sorry, bitch what? Don’t be over there acting like your Southern asses did not fucking invent salmon pink shorts as a menswear item. Yeah, you THOUGHT you could insult us Yankees.

Jennifer called Craig to let him know Kathryn literally made herself sick and is in the hospital, and he of course feels super bad for her. Meanwhile, Landon does not give one shit!

Landon: Ugh here we go with the drama. People go to the hospital every day. Calm the fuck down.

Okay, people also die everyday, does that make dying any less shitty?

Landon: Did she really almost die? Doubt it. TTYL, DGAF, going to the spa.

Jennifer tells Craig that Thomas didn’t visit Kathryn in the hospital. This detail is important later, so keep it in mind.

Landon: Im tired of Kathryn controlling and manipulating everyone with this child, Im not gonna be manipulated by this psychopath.

Landon literally thinks Kathryn got a slight headache and rushed to the ER. Not sure if this is warranted or not but I’m semi impressed by the fact that she can’t even pretend to be mildly concerned.

We see Kathryn and she explains she basically gave herself such high blood pressure that it affected the baby. IDK how you can personally know what your own blood pressure feels like unless youre constantly taking it, but ok.

Kathryn: All this baby and I need is a stable place to live in a not-stressful environment and if Thomas wont help me get a huge-ass house he doesnt deserve to be in my babys life as far as Im concerned.

Bonus round: Kathryn manipulates Thomas into helping her move, too.

Kathryn: Cosigning on this house is the least he could do for me at this point. YOU MEAN ASIDE FROM THE LIKE $2500 YOU GET A MONTH? YEAH, I REMEMBER THAT FROM LAST EPISODE, IM NOT A FUCKING IDIOT.

Back at Patricias house where shes still setting up for the flamingo party. God damn, they are milking it.

Patricia: I grew up in the 50s. Mothers wore dresses and high heels and had their hair and makeup done. Ive always maintained you have to put on the dog and try to ge as glamorous as you can.

IDK what putting on the dog means but thats gonna be my next getting ready Instagram caption.

Sligthly disappointed there are no real flamingos at this flamingo party. I was definitely holding out for some exotic birds to be present.

Thomas saying yeah, pop that is the most uncomfortable Ive been all evening, even if they are referring to a bottle of wine.

Thomas is setting Landon up with some dude with a ponytail who I feel like is probably her kryptonite since he seem like the type of dude whod call himself an artist, too. Landon also greets everyone with bonsoir. Can we fucking stop pretending we’re European?

Patricia has a fortune teller at her party. What a rager. I am very sad I did not get an invite. Patricia, if youre reading this, I can clean up really well and I wont get belligerent drunk, which is more than I can say of at least half your guests. Hook a girl up.

This is the first/most weve seen of Whitney in like, two weeks. Some girl said hi to Shep and called him babe and I can see the smoke coming out of Landons ears. OMG JUST HIT ON HIM ALREADY, THIS IS SO PATHETIC TO WATCH.

Craig got Patricia this gaudy flamingo-decorated martini glass and Patricia just HAS to drop that she has 18th-century porcelain. Calm down, Patricia, nobody doubts that you have class. You don’t need to be so ostentatious.

Whitney: Trying to watch Thomas flirt with girls is like trying to watch your horny drunk uncle.

YES. SPOT ON. Somebody give Whitney more screen time!

Cameran shows up poss wasted and with a huge flamingo hat. Cameran is me in college, committing to the theme so hard she doesn’t care if she looks ridiculous.

Five seconds into the party, and Shep is already naked and in the pool. Don’t you know this is a classy affair??

Craig confronts Thomas about Kathryns hospital visit and asks if he saw her. Thomas is likeand Craig is like *sips wine*

Shit-starting Jen may or may not be lying about Thomas not going to visit Kathryn. It’s about to get real.

Craig: One of the reasons Thomas hates Jen so much is because she was supposed to be the fun mistress and wasnt supposed to stick around and meddle in his affairs.

THE PLOT THICKENS. Who can we trust? Nobody, really. Everybodys conniving af. Except Cameran. Im really liking her. Can you tell?

Some girl Bailey asked Landon if she and Shep have ever fucked, or even kissed.

Landon: I’m not gonna lie, theres sometimes I wonder if Shep and I could be in a relationship but I dont wanna risk getting hurt.

Landon. OMG. You are more transparent than every Kardashian PR stunt ever. You clearly wonder ALL THE TIME if you and Shep could be in a relationship, why youre not, when hes going to wake up and realize youre the one for him

Shep gets his fortune told and the fortune teller is like and Sheps like and everyones like Shep is just making a bunch of thats what she said jokes like the mature gentleman he is. Landon, you picked a real winner.

The gay dude who visited Kathryn earlier in the first episode (idk his name, go cross-reference my other recap if you really care that much) pulls Patricia aside to be like

Patricia: I think its very unattractive that hes friends with Kathryn Dennis. Its very low-rent to me. (Yes, she actually used the words “low-rent.”)

Dude whose name I 100% forgot: Its very clear what Patricia sees in Kathryn that she doesnt like: she sees herself.

Patricia calls this dude a knockoff Truman Capote. I gotta say, the South has got their shit-talking on point.

Jen shows up and we already know its going to be good. Thomas is not pleased and calls her a piece of trash. HERE WE GO.

Thomas: Tell this chick Im going to throw her in the pool. JD: You dont need another assault charge, homie.

One things for sure: some type of confrontation is about to go down.

JD is talking about doing another polo match. Jen is likeaka,

Thomas is watching Jen talk to Elizabeth and JD and hes just seething over there. FWIW, Elizabeth seems like a very nice woman. Jen does not, really. Thomas pulls Jen aside.

Thomas: Craig told me you told him I didn’t see Kathryn in the hospital Jen: I meant you didnt stay overnight

Cut to: Jen definitely in plain English saying that Thomas wasnt there at all.

Then Jen criticizes Thomas for only being there for two hours. Like, splitting hairs much? Youre just looking for a reason to shit on him.

Jen: If Thomas is criticizing me for putting Kathryns health at risk, he needs to take a long hard look in the mirror and then go play in traffic.

Thomas: A blind person could see through these lies.

They have a lie vs. misunderstanding argument for like 30 seconds before Thomas tells Jennifer to fuck off.

Jennifer: Im the only friend Kathryn trusts. It would be nice if the father of her kids was the other one.

Thomas thinks its Jens mission in life to wreck his life and make him out to be the enemy.

Jen: Im torn between completely cussing him out and telling him how I really feel, or just feeling sorry for him because hes truly delusional.

AKA how I feel watching this show.

Jens like, and Thomas is like And I’m like:

Patricia is not going to like this argument. Very not luxe.

Just when you think punches are about to fly, they both walk away from the argument. Phew, dodged a bullet. Or like, an assault charge.

JD: Thomas and Kathryn have enough problems, Jennifer doesnt need to add to them. This dams gonna break.

Exciting news tidbit: Thomas pronounces water like wooder.

Whats the first thing Jennifer does after being accused of starting drama? She fucking calls Kathryn from the porch of Patricias house! Whitney is like because his mom has to fight his battles. Everybodys gathered to watch while acting like theyre too classy to watch. Jennifer leaves on her own accord, fuck this show for being anticlimactic AF. I wanted an eviction!

Jennifer: I know what Kathryns going through because now I’m the one nobody likes.

Thomas: I can take a lot. Imprisonment, false political allegations, but do not mess with my family. It’s only okay when I treat Kathryn like shit.

Jennifer leaves yelling and once again this show is so fucking anticlimactic! You built up this party for three fucking episodes and what did we get? A heated argument from which both adults walk away on their own accord, and not even one person gets thrown out? Give me some damn drama, give me a fucking cliffhanger! Come on, Bravo! Do better.

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adambstingus · 8 years ago