#AND I MISS THE TIME WHEN I WOULD HAVE BEEN OKAY WITH THAT AGHH

[readbythestarlight]

Ngl guys things have been rough on the “Emi tries to be creative” front tonight.

[natstulip]

Good girl ♡ ︎𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

I’ve never really written smut before so I hope it’s okay!🤍

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:

Imagine agreeing to let Wanda and Nat use you however and whenever they wish. No you’re not in a relationship, but you help to keep their own relationship interesting- as they like to say.

Both women had been out on a mission for a few weeks, with a lot of the team. You, not being an avenger, of course missed the company, the compound being fairly empty and so as a result really quiet. In fact, the team were due back yesterday from the mission, but fury let us know they’d been delayed so would likely get back soon.

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I was laying in bed, mindlessly scrolling on my phone as I watched whatever happened to be on the television. Although that didn’t take me long to get bored, it’s how I’d spent basically all my time since being left all alone. I pick up my phone deciding to listen some music, and I grab my headphones because come on, music is way better when it feels like it’s taking over your brain.

I’m dancing away and singing too, with my eyes closed getting really into it. I only stop when I feel a tap on my back. “AGHH” I can’t help the scream I let out, as I rip my headphones off and spin around with a fighting stance ready.

When I realise it’s in fact Wanda and Nat and they’re back from their mission, I feel my face burn in embarrassment. The massive smirk on Nat’s face speaks for itself, as she mumbles “I wasn’t expecting a welcome back show but I have to say I really enjoyed it.”

I blush a deep shade of red at her teasing, only giving a little smile of my own when I see Wanda smack Nat’s arm saying “Hey, leave her alone.”

Nat huffs “Why should I? Look at her cute red face.”

I’m avoiding all eye contact whatsoever right now, not wanting to make a fool of myself any more than I clearly already have.

Wanda chuckles in response to Nat’s words “She’s totally adorable, you’re right about that.”

I don’t even know what to do with myself when they’re practically talking about me as if I’m not standing right here.

Wanda interrupts my inner battle, “Come here baby, I want a hug.” I look up excited, I’ve really missed her touch, and I see her arms opened wide. I rush into her, making her laugh, as she wraps her arms tight around me. I nuzzle my face into her neck, always feeling more at ease from her comforting smell. She rubs my back and mumbles against my head “I’ve missed you so much my sweet girl.” I move my head so I can reach her face, giving her a quick peck on the lips, with a shy look on my face “I missed you lots mommy.”

I hear a cough behind us, “What about daddy, huh?” I’m spun around rather quickly, and Nat’s finger is under my chin. I murmur “I missed you too daddy, a lot.” She hums what seems to be an approval to my words, seemingly waiting for something. I’m not as bold with anything when it comes to Natasha. I’ll kiss Wanda sometimes by me initiating because she’s so comforting but Nat scares me a little. She stares at me until I cave, and hesitantly lean towards her, with a burning face, and kiss her lips quickly.

After an anxious pause, I get a “good girl” from her making me give a goofy smile, and I feel Wanda stroking my hair softly. “Our good good little girl, you going to let us take care of you tonight?” I look at her with wide eyes, causing them both to give each other a smile.

Natasha set herself down on the desk chair in my room, patting her lap while uttering “Sit baby.” I know better than to argue with her so I instantly walk over and make a move to straddle her lap. I don’t get very far because she places a hand on my chest and then does a ‘spin motion’ with her finger, telling me to turn around. Even though I’m a little confused, I turn and face Wanda. I feel Nat grab my hips from behind and pull me to sit, facing away from her. She rests her head on my shoulder, and Wanda crouched down in front of us.

I feel her hands on my legs, and Nat start to kiss my neck, making me instantly feel hot and flustered. I feel like my body stiffens since it’s been so long since I let them have all control.

“Baby, hey, look at mommy.” I move my gaze slowly to Wanda. “We’re here now, you don’t have to let your thoughts take over.” Natasha interrupts her to say “We’ll fuck the thoughts out of you baby, until all you can think about is mommy and daddy, yeah?”

Before I even have time to think about responding, Nat has spread my legs open wide, keeping her legs locked with mine- so I can’t move. It takes my breath away, not expecting her to be so upfront about it, as usually Wanda starts off more gentle, “What daddy let me go..”

Wanda cups my face to direct my eyes to hers, “shhh shhh, you’re okay, let daddy do what she pleases.” She makes no move to let go of my face, and I hope she doesn’t because her comforting touch really helps me through everything.

When I feel more kisses on my neck, and a rougher hand move down my stomach, I let out a gasp and grip onto Wanda’s arm. “Mommy’s staying right here baby, daddy’s gonna make you feel good, hm?”

At the same time as Wanda pulls me in for a kiss, Nat’s hand moves into my shorts, making me gasp. She cups me for a moment, not moving her hand, seemingly waiting for me to start squirming. Eventually she slowly runs the tip of her finger over my folds, just teasingly stroking there for what feels like a very long time, making me shiver.

I feel the soft breath of a chuckle on my neck, “You’re so sensitive huh my baby? I wonder if you could cum from just daddy barely touching you, and mommy kissing those pretty lips. We’ll have to try it sometime, because right now.. we’re trying something new” She raises her eyebrows at Wanda, who swiftly grabs something I assume with her magic, and holds it behind her back.

She moves back to stand in front of me, kissing my forehead, as she hands whatever she grabbed to Nat. I can’t see Nat’s face but I can picture her smirk while Wanda gives her a kiss, before returning to her position earlier, cupping my cheeks.

“Look at mommy.” I listen and look up at her. “We haven’t done what we’re gonna do now before. I’m sure you’ll like it darling but remember call ‘red’ if it’s too much or you want to stop at any point, okay?” I give her a nod, “Okay mommy, I understand.” I watch a smile arise on her face as she strokes my cheek, “My good girl.”

I feel a rush of cold air as Nat pulls the front of my shorts and underwear open for a brief moment, as she shoves something in there, to rest against my clit. “What’s that daddy?” Just as I ask the question it starts vibrating against me, making me let out a breath. She whispers against my ear, “It’s a vibrator baby, it’s gonna make you feel all better while daddy holds you open; and because you’ve been our good little girl we’re going to let you cum as much as you want.”

The first time she pushed me over the edge was nice, with Wanda stroking my face and a pleasurable vibration against me. Though it didn’t take long to get uncomfortable, when Nat said they were going to let me cum as much as I want, she definitely meant as much as they want, never seeming to let me stop and breathe. Every time I reach that point she just ups the vibrations and makes me go again.

I’ve lost count by this point how many times she’s made me cum, resorting to wriggling and kicking my legs and trying to pry her off with my hands; but that was silly as they’re much stronger than me. Nat simply shut me down by grabbing hold of my thighs with her hands and legs now- keeping me pinned to her lap. “Please daddy.. dadddy ‘s too much please…”

She presses a kiss to my shoulder mumbling “Just one more baby, one more, and then we’re done.” With Wanda gently wiping my tears, I can’t help the loud moan I let out as I reach my last climax. My legs are uncontrollably shaking, as Nat carefully removes the vibrator.

Wanda makes a move to pick me up into her arms, “I’ve got you my sweet girl,” as Nat makes her way to the bathroom to get a towel to clean me up with.

I’m laying down, on top of Wanda, while Nat gently cleans me up, and after only a few minutes I’m falling asleep against her chest, with only mommy and daddy on my mind.

[cutielando]

soft launch | m.s.

social media au

synopsis: in which Toto's daughter starts soft-launching her boyfriend, who just so happens to be her father's reserve driver

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yn.wolff hopping through new york city

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francisca.cgomes gorgeous babe 🤍

y/n.wolff i miss you 🤍🥺

francisca.cgomes we need to go on a double date soon !!!

y/n.wolff amen to that

user1 UMMM??????

user2 posting a mysterious boy on her insta and then confirming she's dating in the comments???

user3 is Toto okay?

lewishamilton Toto is asking who that boy is

y/n.wolff tell him to stop being nosy

lewishamilton don't give me attitude and answer the goddamn phone - toto

y/n.wolff stop embarrassing me

yourbff you're beautiful 🤩🤩

y/n.wolff i miss you 🥺

yourbff get me some paddock passes for the next race

y/n.wolff done

mercedesamgf1 🤍

landonorris you're scandalous 😤

y/n.wolff not any more than you are

landonorris i'm a perfect angel

y/n.wolff and i'm batman

landonorris i knew it!!

user4 i saw mick in the likes 👀👀👀

user3 not really suspicious, they've known each other for a while thanks to Toto

user2 but imagine them being together, they would break the internet

mickschumacher 👀 liked by y/n.wolff

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f1gossippofficial Mick Schumacher and Y/N Wolff spotted having dinner late last night in New York City and sharing intimate moments. Rumors have been circulating around the paddock that the young driver and daughter of Mercedes-AMG Petronas F1 team, Toto Wolff, have recently started dating, but is this true? 🤔

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user1 I KNEW IT AGHH

formula1wags if this is true, the paddock is about to go wild

user2 facts

yourbff well, well, well

user1 um, yourbff, what are you doing here?

user2 is this confirmation?

mercedesamgf1 🤔🤔

user1 omg this is so how Toto is feeling right now

user3 if this is indeed true, i hope they're happy❤️❤️

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mercedesamgf1 Our reserve driver for the 2023 season! 🤍

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mickschumacher honored! 🤍

georgerussell63 proud to have you on board with us!

lewishamilton welcome to the show, brother

y/n.wolff 🤍 liked by gina_schumacher and mickschumacher

user1 👀👀👀

user2 i'm lowkey digging this

user3 can't wait to see you in action Schumi 🤍🤍

landonorris you've come a long way, brother

mickschumacher thanks, lando

gina_schumacher so proud of you, baby brother 🤍

mickschumacher thank you 🤍 i love you

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mickschumacher 🤍new york city, you're a wonder

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y/n.wolff 👀 handsome

mickschumacher 🤩

user1 why don't they just confirm it already

user2 i saw them the other day

user1 DETAILS GIRL

user2 they were walking around Times Square, visiting various shops. they were holding hands, kissing very subtly, they are for sure dating. Mick bought Y/N a bouquet of flowers at one point and she became all shy when he gave it to her. melted my heart

user3 they sound so cute and happy together

gina_schumacher don't forget to bring me something

mickschumacher are you using me to get free stuff?

gina_schumacher maybe

y/n.wolff gina_schumacher consider it done

mickschumacher ?????

estebanocon my invitation seems to have got lost in the mail

mickschumacher i'll take you with me next time

estebanocon she's stealing you away from me

y/n.wolff sorryyyyy

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y/n.wolff i like them blonde and sweet 😛 tagged: mickschumacher

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mickschumacher i love you

y/n.wolff i love you more

mercedesamgf1 💙 liked by y/n.wolff and mickschumacher

georgerussell63 finally

mickschumacher i'm surprised you kept it a secret this long

georgerussell63 you were starting to make it hard on me

y/n.wolff thank you georgie, good boy

georgerussell63 please stop talking to me like i'm a dog

y/n.wolff you know i can’t do that

landonorris everyone already knew, you know

y/n.wolff i don't see your point

landonorris your soft-launch was useless

y/n.wolff you're useless

landonorris :(

mickschumacher you asked for it, mate

user1 FINALLY 😭😭

user2 what do we think Toto's reaction was when they told him? 😭

y/n.wolff he was nice haha!! a little shocked, but nice nonetheless 🥳

user2 she actually responded😩😩😩

gina_schumacher so glad to have you in our family

y/n.wolff thank you for making me feel so welcome and loved !! 🩵

estebanocon happy for you guys! ❤️ liked by y/n.wolff

user3 they are the next it couple, i can feel it

user4 this love story makes me believe in love

user5 if they ever break up, i’m not going to believe in love anymore

alex_albon two blondes, dangerous

y/n.wolff what is that supposed to mean?

mickschumacher i don’t know if i want to know

alex_albon probably a good idea

y/n.wolff watch your back, albon

alex_albon 😟

user6 i love them sm 😩😩

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f1gossippofficial After confirming their relationship earlier this week, Mick Schumacher and Y/N Wolff have made their paddock debut as a couple earlier today. What do you guys think about our new WAG?

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user1 they are perfect for each other, just look at them😭

user2 i love them😭😭

user3 she's such a fashion icon and i'm here for it

user2 for real, she has an amazing sense of style

user1 just watch, Mick is gonna have a major change in style now that they're together

user4 God knows he needs one

y/n.wolff i think they're really cute together

mickschumacher i share the same opinion

user3 why are you guys trolling us now 😭😭😭😭

estebanocon could be cuter

y/n.wolff 😒😒😒

estebanocon i take it back

y/n.wolff wise choice

user5 Y/N has a hold on everyone in the paddock 😭😭 i want to be like her when i grow up

user4 who doesn't?

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[johnnieguilbertsgirlfriend]

hamzah missing you on vacation

talk to me - hamzahthefantastic x reader

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contains: fluff, smut, reader is female, you read the rest and find out

word count: no clue rn but its short

story below the cut

hamzah: hi baby sorry i haven’t been texting n stuff i’ve been busy with martin and mandy yk but i love you sm and i miss you

you: i understand completely :) have fun and dw about me ily too

hamzah: i just got back to my room, u wanna call?

you: ofcc

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hamzah had gone on vacation to curaçao to relax and film videos for youtube and the podcast. he had brought the trip up to you, asking if you wanted to go. unfortunately, you had work and couldn’t take time off because this was one of their busiest months. you were both obviously disappointed, but he understood and you wanted him to go without you and have fun filming. (#securerelationships) when he got off the plane, that was the moment you realised that it was going to be difficult with extra work and no boyfriend, but you were managing so far. however, today you just got home and boy were you exhausted.

your phone went off as soon as you had sent him the last text. you wait 10 seconds before answering it. “hellooo?” you hear hamzah say. “heyy” you reply, matching his energy. “whats up?” “nothingg, i just missed you” this man knows just what to say. “wait facetime me” he says, while the button pops up on the screen. you answer and see someone else with him. “well hello martin” “y/n! how are you?” “i’m good, how has the trip been for you and mandy?” “so good, she loves it. but this guy here is constantly yapping about how much you would love it too.” “aghh, i know, it looks like a lot of fun, much better than what i’m doing haha.” “alright well i’m gonna go back to my room, cya guys.”

martin leaves hamzah’s hotel room to go back to his own. he turns his camera off, but you didn’t think much of it at the time. you can hear fumbling on his end of the phone. “so, tell me about your day.” you think hard, not even remembering what you did, but start giving him a little summary. you hear a zipper while you talk, but continue as he was probably just changing. you hear him release a groan, “hamzah? are you okay?” “yeah i- just wish you were here right now. hearing your voice isn’t enough.” you finally caught on.

“are you… jerking off right now?” his breath hitches a little. “i’m sorry- i just can’t get you out of my head baby. imagining you in a bikini just makes it worse.” he breathes out. your cheeks grow redder, thankful he wasn’t there to see it. the truth is that you needed him badly too. “well, what would you do if i was there?” you ask him in a more lustful tone. he stops palming himself through his boxers, and removes them instead. “i would pull the string from your- top” he starts slowly stroking his dick. you start taking off your oversized shirt, not bothering to wear a bra because you were home alone. “and then, fuck, i would kiss you everywhere and touch your boobs.” you start massaging your breasts, moaning a little. “mhm, and then what?”

he whimpers, barely audible on the phone. “i wish my hand was yours right now baby. i would probably- m’ take off your bikini and fuck you so good.” he groans out while you take off your panties. you insert a finger into your pussy, ”uh shit, hamzah” you moan out, wanting to help him reach his high. his breathing gets heavier, and all you can think about is if he was the one fingering you right now. “you make me so fucking hard babe-“ you push in another finger, rubbing your clit slightly faster. “keep going hamzah” you praise him, making him involuntarily buck his hips into his hand. “i bet your pussy would taste so good right now.” he says, and you stretch yourself more.

“i can’t hold it,” “just let go y/n” that last sentence made you moan loudly and release your orgasm, panting to try to catch your breath. he groans out, cumming on himself, relieved. “i love you so much.” “i love you too” “you’re definitely coming on the next trip no matter what.” you start getting stuff ready to clean yourself up. “i will, and i think im gonna take a shower now baby.”

“mmm, part 2?”

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thank you for the request im so tired and drained rn but hopefully this will hold you guys off for the next one. ;)

[wonysugar]

domceo!yeji x subfem!reader hcs

a/n: I WASN’T EVEN PLANNING TO WRITE THIS BUT FUCKCKC the thought has been in my mind all day i couldn’t help it

tags: smut, wlw, office au, boss x employee, idol x reader, yeji, itzy

content warning: mild manipulation, power abuse, kinda consensual non-con, power imbalance

word count: 542

you’ve been working at this company for a long while now, your coworkers know you take your job very seriously. so much so that you sometimes stay overtime

but only you knew that you don’t do it solely for the work, you also do it to see your boss, miss hwang yeji, more often

being the one who inherited the company from mr. hwang, her father, she also takes her job very seriously and is an insanely strict person. everybody in the company is incredibly terrified of her due to her cold eyes and attitude, but you’re… weirdly attracted to it?

you acknowledge that it’s insanely unprofessional and immoral to view your boss in a sexual manner, but she’s just so hot? like insanely hot?

the way she runs her hand through her hair before fixing her glasses, the way she puts her hands on your shoulders whenever she’s checking out your work, or the way she ties up her hair in a ponytail always cause you to stare

“good job, y/n, great work as always.” as she rubs your back and you’re sooo turned on from it, despite trying very hard not to be, ‘it’s wrong’ you tell yourself

what you don’t know, though, is that she has those same exact thoughts about you

she often talks to you just to hear your voice so she can fantasize better about you screaming her name as she fingers herself later on<33

ever since the day you overheard her moaning in her office (the same day your idiot self came in without even knocking because you thought she had gotten hurt), you guys have been fucking undercover

she knows how much you like to be praised, so she calls you her good good girl while you eat her out under her desk, she’s stroking your hair and looking down at you while you’re working your mouth on her

she rewards you for every assignment you get done by fingering you, or sometimes when she’s really proud of you, she pounds your pretty cunt with her strap<3

“does my pretty little bitch like that, hm?” ughhh I CAN’TTCJSJF

SORTAAA manipulates you into fucking her when you don’t feel like it, abuses her power, basically (but you like it, and she knows you do)

“you wouldn’t want me to take 15% off of your paycheck, would you now, princess? now come on, get to work.” as she motions for you to get undressed aghh<3

occasionally eyefucks you when walking around the office, fully aware that your coworkers may see her

orders you around all the time, whether it’s for work purposes or just so she can use your body properly. she wants everything her way, and you love that just as much as she does

“don’t speak unless I tell you to, got it?” while she’s using a vibrator on you, gripping you by the hair

“shit, keep fucking me like that, y/n..” as she leans back on her chair, biting her lip trying to surpress her moans GUYSSCKD

she loves marking your body (hickeys, bite marks, etc.) and she lives for the days when you don’t try to cover them. it did get HR on your ass though, but it’s okay, she defended you :]

[tangyangie]

How would the assassination classroom characters react to a thief s/o

Characters

Chiba

Itona

Rio

Thank you for reading this request I hope you have a wonderful day/night/afternoon 💖🤗

stealing your heart 🎧

characters. chiba, itona, & rio

description. how do they react to having a thief s/o?

notes. the description of thief was a little vague so i'm sorry if this isn't what you were expecting!! i can redo it if you want, just ask 🫶

— c h i b a 🦉

he's very quiet. he may raise an eyebrow or two at your antics, but chooses not to acknowledge them too much.

once he's gotten to know you more and sees how much thievery you actually engage in, he gets a little more involved.

"do you want me to buy it for your instead?"

you play dumb, but he's extremely observant. he saw you take whatever you did.

so, after denying it for quite some time, you eventually gave it up. he paid for it. "wasn't that easier than trying to sneak it out?"

"it would've cost $13.18 less—"

he's just there to make sure you don't accidentally do something stupid where there's no need to.

he loves you just the same, but is always silently offering to help with whatever you need.

except for help on stealing something. in that case—you're on your own.

— i t o n a 🦑

he's very straightforward and blunt.

he notices everything you take. there could be a seed missing from a bag and he'd ask you about it.

is a little confused why you do it.

he eventually gets convinced to try it more as well.

that wasn't a good idea, because now you're both stealing everything from each other.

your pairs of fuzzy socks are no longer just yours. say goodbye to having clothes to yourself now.

helps make sure you never get caught. he hates losing, he's said it before. he doesn't want to lose you because you stole something.

honestly, though, he doesn't really mind. he broke through a wall on his first day. i don't think he cares if you steal an apple from the grocery store.

he just wants to make sure you always stay safe when you do it. the last thing he'd want is for you to get hurt.

— r i o 🦜

she's always been a tease, as well as mischievous.

i believe that she would joke around about this kind of thing with you.

she knows that you do it. she assumes you have your reasoning.

as long as you and no one else gets injured, she's okay with it. a little concerned about why you choose to steal, but okay with it.

she teases you if she catches you trying to take something from her.

"my eraser?? oh, y/n, you naughty, naughty person." she says with a gasp but a mischievous glint in her eyes.

you just look at her blankly and slowly put it back (or take it if it's candy).

it's okay though, because she loves you 🩷

notes: AGHH IM SO SORRY this took forever 😭😭 it was pretty unique and since i don't write for these characters that much it was a little hard but it was fun!!

[newtonsheffield]

I can just imagine through the wire Edwina screaming at Anthony during labor that it is all his fault and him being all smiles and videocalling josie so that she won't miss the birth 🤣🤣🤣

"Get your hands of my cervix Anthony"

"You're doing so well Eddie just one more push and You're gonna meet the baby"

"Aghh I hate you, were you saying the same things to Kate?"

Molly write this shit please you torture us enough with through the wire give us some hilarity.

I NEED more details on the whole Anthony helping Edwina give birth! That’s hilarious. 😂😂😂

I’m not gonna ask you for it rn because over the last week I’ve absolutely bombarded you with asks, but I am definitely holding you to tell us the story of how Anthony delivered edwina’s baby, and show us her telling Anthony she trusts him implicitly x

@onlychaosnosense

Molly! You cannot leave us hanging with Anthony delivering Eddie's baby that reinforces her trust in him!

Tell us more please🥺

What?! Anthony delivering Edwina's baby in through the wire how did that happen?

Okay, Okay, I guess I owe you guys something nice

It wasn't that Anthony was nervous to be alone with his sister in law. It was just that... Edwina was terrifying at the best of times, let alone when she was heavily pregnant, due any day now. She had (with fairly good reason) threatened to kill him twice in their acquaintance and sure, he had a fair height advantage, but there was something about Edwina that made Anthony think if he pushed her far enough: She could do almost anything.

Sure, Edwina had softened to him slightly in the two years since his accident. Helped a little, Anthony thought, by his having fathered her adorable nephew who was currently distracting her by giggling delightedly as he took two steps towards her, his little arms bouncing as he babbled. Distracting her from the fact the snow was getting thicker and thicker, and Kate and Josie were still out in it.

"Daddy!" Edmund shrieked, clapping his little hands as Newton nosed at his cheek.

"What's up Sprout?" Anthony groaned as he tugged his son into his arms, kissing him on the forehead, his heart hammering in his chest just like it did every time he looked at his son.

"Doggy!" His little legs wriggled in the air as Newton tugged at his sock, his paws resting on Anthony's leg.

"Newton, no buddy." Anthony sighed, "Neddy, why don't you sit with auntie Eddie, huh? She needs a cuddle."

Edmund giggled as he was passed to his Aunt who winced slightly as he took him, smiling gently.

Edwina watched Anthony carefully as he ruffled his son's hair a soft smile on his face.

"You love him. It's sweet."

Anthony didn't hesitate, not even for a millisecond. "I love my wife and son."

Sometimes he couldn't believe it was real. He'd wake up in a cold sweat his arms shaking because he'd been back in that time. Back when he'd told himself Kate would be better off without him. Back before he'd known how she'd gone home to Mary's and made herself sick. How she'd become a shell of herself, just like he had been. But every day was different now, every day was beautiful. Even when they both had days where they tried to pull away from each other. Even when Kate screamed at him, anger and frustration bubbling over. Every day now they chose each other. Chose their family, their son, them. And he couldn't be more thankful.

Edwina winced again instead of a response causing Anthony's brow to furrow, distracted himself seconds later by his phone ringing in his pocket, grunting a little awkwardly.

" 's Kate." He put the phone on speaker "Hey babe, are you close?"

Kate's voice crackled through the air, "I'd be a lot closer with your hands down my-"

"You're on speaker!" Anthony said quickly his ears bright red as he looked at Edwina, a disgusted look on her face.

"Kate, is Jose still with you?"

Kate sighed, "No, Eddie, I left your wife in Harrods. Told her to fight her way back to you through the snow like a sapphic period drama."

Edwina rolled her eyes as Josie's voice called out a little muffled, "Hey honey! We got stuck in the snow so we're waiting it out at your Mum's."

"What she said." kate hummed. "It's getting really bad out there, snow's over a foot deep so we're kind of stuck."

Anthony tried not to twitch nervously at the thought of being stuck here with his sister in law, for god knows how long. "Yeah, okay, we'll just hang tight. Neddy says he loves you."

He hung up soon afterwards, awkward tension rippling between him and Edwina, who let out another wince.

"Are you alright?" Anthony asked a little awkwardly, his brow furrowed.

"'m fine." She gasped, standing and twisting. "I'm just a bit uncomfortable. It's been coming and going all day, but it's getting worse and worse."

Anthony's felt his eyes widen. "Eddie, Are you... in labor?"

Edwina froze, turning back towards him, Edmund on her hip. "Anthony I think I would know if I was-" Her snippy tone was a little undercut by the interruption of her waters breaking.

Panic climbed in Anthony's chest, the memory of Kate's own labor fresh in his mind still after 12 months, the crying, the effort. And they'd been able to get to the hospital. He snatched Edmund up, already dialling while Edwina stared in shock.

"What's your emergency?"

"Hi! Hi! Hi!" Anthony babbled. "Um- we're we're snowed in, I think. We're snowed in and my sister in law's having a baby."

"How far along is she?" The woman's tone was calm on the other end, the keyboard clacking away.

"She's full term, or well, next week, I think right?" Edwina nodded in confirmation leaning against the arm of the sofa as another contraction hit. "Um. Yeah, she's nearly full term, but the contractions are coming really fast. It's happening really fast I don't know what to do."

He could feel the panic choking at his throat, clawing at him helplessly, even as the operator hummed. "Sir, What's your name?"

"Anthony, my sister in law's Edwina."

"Anthony, I'm Jess, and I'm sending an ambulance out to you but they're a little ways away okay? I might need you to help deliver the baby."

"He is not delivering my child, Jessica!" Edwina called back, gasping in pain.

Jessica seemed to think it best to ignore her, "Anthony I-"

And the phoneline went dead.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" Edwina was panicking now, lowering herself to the floor as she battled through another contraction. "Why is this happening now?! Why is this happening with you?!"

And something in her panic strengthened him. Crystallised things, a shuddering breath falling from his lips. "Edwina, take a deep breath, we can do this. The ambulance will be here soon."

"What if it doesn't get here in time?!"

Their eyes met, a short look, where both of them knew his next statement was about to be a lie. "It will. It will."

It didn't.

"Holy Fuck! I think I need to push." Edwina gasped barely twenty minutes later.

Anthony startled from his position perched awkwardly on the sofa, watching his sister in law laying on the floor, a towel placed awkwardly underneath her. "Kate's labor was so long though."

"Well, Whoopee for Kate!" Edwina snapped.

Anthony crouched beside her, reaching for another towel. "I shouldn't check your cervix right?"

"If you stick your hand up my vagina, I will kick you in the teeth!"

"Probably just as well." Anthony hummed.

"Oh jesus fucking-!" Edwina cursed, sweat beading on her brow. "Kate said this was easy! Kate's a fucking liar!"

Anthony cleared his throat, settling himself at her legs, "I think it's time to push, if you feel you have to, then it's time. I'll deliver it, I can do this."

"You watched one baby being born and now you're an expert?! You probably just stood there!" Edwina scoffed, groaning again.

"Sorry, Edwina, how many births have you been present for?!"

The silence was very gratifying, Anthony had to admit.

"Oh god!" Tears were running down her cheeks now, her breathing coming in panicked gasps, her voice aching. "i can't- I can't do this. Josie was supposed to be here, not you. I can't do this by myself."

Anthony snatched her hand off the ground, forcing her to look in his eyes, everything clearer than it had been all afternoon. Steady. Sure. The person she'd once believed he was. "Edwina, you are not by yourself. I'm right here, and I promise you, we can do this together. I just need you to trust me, can you do that?"

Their eyes were locked together, tears still in her eyes, the question hanging between them in the air like a third entity, and suddenly Edwina gasped. "Yes, I trust you."

"Let's do this then."

"Please don't look at my vagina!"

Anthony had never been so terrified in his entire life. So much responsibility settled on his shoulders, so many people depending on him, they did it all the time, but this felt different as he encouraged Edwina gently. Even when she bit back Jesus were you this annoying when Kate had Edmund?! How is she married to you?!

"You're so close Eddie, just a bit further."

a cry broke through the room as Anthony cradled his tiny nephew in his arms, tears stinging at his eyes.

"It's a boy, Eddie. You have a little boy." He handed the baby to her gently, just as the front door burst open, a pair of harried looking paramedics followed quickly by Kate and Josie, who looked startled to find her wife holding their son.

"We have a boy." Edwina said gently, and in that moment, nothing else mattered. Not the fact that his hands were covered in his sister in law's blood, not the fact that his favourite rug was ruined. Nothing. Just the new family he'd helped make.

And when he scooted awkwardly into the hospital room some time later, tears stung at his eyes again when Josie wrapped her arms tightly around him.

"Thank you, Anthony. Thank you for looking after them."

"My pleasure." Anthony said gruffly, turning towards Edwina.

"How're you holding up?"

Edwina smiled gently at him. "Anthony, come meet Jeremy. Jeremy Anthony."

He couldn't breathe, as the tiny baby was placed in his arms, Kate's hand firm on his back, her lips on his cheek. Even if the moment was ruined seconds later when Edwina said-

"To think Kate, your husband's now the only man that's ever seen my vag."

[lilium-major]

so on this page and tbh in a lot of the fandom we like to equate taylor swift songs, specifically from like folklore and evermore, to ATYD and i’m not even gonna lie this has become a legitimate hobby of mine - trying to see it from different angles and perspectives. but can we take a moment to talk about “exile” with bon iver?

i’m going to kind of break it down and analyze how it relates to ATYD below the cut :) ATYD SPOILERS I REPEAT ATYD SPOILERS: it’s about the very very end, like last three or four chapters.

ANALYSIS BELOW:

the first verse, i believe is from grant’s pov.

in my brain this whole interaction happens in those last few chapters of the book, in 1994, when sirius goes back to the apartment and grant leaves. he’s talking to remus here, seeing him and sirius interact and knowing it’s over. it would take him

five whole minutes to pack me up and leave me with it

is an allusion to grant leaving that day to go to his job in brighton, and knowing remus is going to move on and spend that night with sirius.

the whole part,

i think i’ve seen this film before, and i didn’t like the ending

is about how he found remus, the state he was in, when sirius left the first time in 1981. he knows what happened, he knows how messed up remus can get. he knows that if anything happens, he’d be broken to see remus again, like, he can’t do it.

you’re not my homeland anymore, so what am i defending now? you were my town, now i’m in exile seeing you out.

this part’s about grant’s jealousy. you were my town, you were mine, and knowing that he can’t have that now, or that he never really did.

the next verse changes from justin to taylor singing, and it also changes from grant to remus’s pov.

this verse? BRILLIANT. we need to take a moment to acknowledge that these guys are poets - this stuff is so, like, profound? ughhhh

so anyway though, remus is talking to grant here. he knows that grant knows he is the second choice - sirius’s understudy, if you will. and he knows grant would totally “get his knuckles bloody” for him.

second third and hundredth chances

balancing on breaking branches

those eyes add insult to injury.

this part is the chances that grant gave remus, and not the other way around. despite remus’s misery and addiction and mental illness, and despite his lycanthropy, and the magic, and the sleeping with castor issue, grant was always loyal. always. even when most people wouldn’t be.

the final part of that verse is about how even though he knew what he really wanted sirius and that he was making the right choice, oh, he would still miss grant.

i think i’ve seen this film before, and i didn’t like the ending

remus knows what he’s doing. he knows he’s stepping back onto the tightrope and that he might get hurt again, but that’s not now. he knows he’s going to miss grant and that he’s causing him pain.

i’m not your problem anymore

this is one of my favorite lines in the whole song, because of how much it encapsulates remus’s self worth issues - it’s about when he tells grant, “i haven’t always been fair to you”. it’s about how he thinks all he is is a burden.

you were my crown

it’s cliche, but grant really was a diamond in the rough. huh, maybe remus has a type?

ok oh my god i don’t even want to do the next part because it’s accurate and hurts like hell but we’re going to do it. AGHH

we always walked a very thin line

yep.

you didn’t even hear me out

NOT GRANT SLANDER, but to be fair, there was like NO discussion of grant leaving. he just packed, said he had a new job, and left - and while remus was happy to have sirius back OUCH that must have hurt. BUT ALSO, this part is sung by both justin and taylor, or, grant and remus, so it’s also grant kinda silently echoing his little bit of remorse for remus always wanting sirius.

you never gave a warning sign (i gave so many signs)

okay, so there are basically two ways to interpret this. the first is to stick with the script: grant = justin and remus = taylor. and in that case, i would say that grant could be, like, angry here? maybe at sirius; but also maybe at remus. what happened between grant and remus during the school year he was away is up for interpretation, but i think this could be grant mad at remus that sirius was kind of back in the world and not even telling him. and the remus echoing is like him admitting that he has always loved sirius a little more.

BUT the way that this makes more sense to me is to flip the parts, and remus telling grant that he never gave a warning sign in terms of picking up and leaving, and taking the new job. and grant’s “i gave so many signs” is calling remus to realize he wasn’t in love with him.

UGH THIS BRIDGE. ok, so the whole

i never learned to read your mind (never learned to read my mind)

is just another whole thing about them never really being on the same page, and how grant would never understand remus as much as sirius did.

BUT

i couldn’t turn things around (you never turned things around)

is flipping parts again, and it’s remus half assed apology about not ever really getting over sirius, and grant agreeing that he couldn’t.

the rest is flipped though, and it’s each of them trying to see each others’ perspectives.

-

for the rest of the song, they just do the chorus and the bridges again, so i don’t think it’s worth breaking down farther - especially since i have typed so much now that my keyboard is slowing down. oh my god i love analyzing folklore - any other likeminded people that would like to see more of this?

[yourmidnightlover]

congrats!!! could you write a spence x fem!reader for fluff 10 & smut 7? thank you and ily<3

aghh fake dating 😭😩

i combined this ask with another anon’s, i hope you don’t mind :)

fluff #5: “you smell really nice”

fluff #10: fake dating

smut #7: “the walls aren’t that thick”

CW: blowjob, face-fucking, cursing, talk of canon-typical violence, kissing. *please let me know if i’ve missed anything.

he needed you to save him. he was practically begging you to, standing at the bar with a random girl stroking his arm while ignoring his, not only blatant disgust, but also his rambling of his aversion to touch because of germs.

so, since you were only going to the restroom, you decided to play savior to your genius of a best friend for a quick second.

“wow, you smell good, too,” the woman giggled in an annoying, high-pitched tone.

fuck no.

“hey,” you placed your hand on his shoulder. you felt him jump from the contact, but once he looked over his shoulder you saw his worried gaze turn into one of comfort and familiarity. “is everything alright here, honey?”

“oh, uhm,” the girl scoffed. “who’re you,” she scowled at your presence.

“i’m his girlfriend. and you are?” you turned the question as spencer wrapped his arm around you, you placing your hand over his on your stomach.

“ugh,” she rolled her eyes before walking away.

“apparently she’s leaving,” spencer whispered once the woman was out of earshot, allowing you to stand in front of him instead.

“i can’t believe that girl. who the hell does she think she is?” you rolled your eyes and let your hands rest over his shoulders.

“she’s not you, so it doesn’t matter,” he leaned in to press a chaste kiss to your lips, which you decided to deepen.

maybe you were on a case going undercover as a couple. regardless, what could you say? maybe you were territorial. okay, you are territorial. it doesn’t matter; spencer loves it - even if it is just for a case.

you had both discussed your boundaries with one another, and reached an agreement. most couples weren’t afraid to kiss in public, so you both had become comfortable with the idea - maybe a bit too comfortable. you had been undercover for 4 days now, and had formed a routine with each other. the unsub had been killing couples who’ve had premarital sex, which was the part you two weren’t too sure on how to approach.

“good,” you began peppering kisses down his neck, your hands now raking through his hair.

the unsub had picked out all of his victims that attended this bar, specifically. there were some that thought he might work there, but you needed the solid proof. none of the other couples were expecting to be ambushed, but spencer and you were.

“there’s a bathroom by the break room,” you began to whisper in his ear. “we should meet in there, try to convince them we’re having sex if the unsub is really here.”

“yea, right,” he breathed out, his hands on your waist and neck gently stroking your skin. “now?” you nodded against his neck, he felt your smile against him.

you moved from between his legs and grasped his hand, your much smaller one guiding him to the bathroom. once you made it in there, you pushed him against the wall, locking the door whilst doing so.

your teeth gently nibbled on his skin, your tongue soothing it after. you felt his breathing slow down severely, giving you a bright idea. you rolled your hips into his and felt the prominent bulge that had formed while you had been pursuing your antics. you trailed your hand down his torso before cupping his clothed dick in your hand.

“what a surprise,” you chuckled against his skin.

“s-sorry,” he whispered before you leaned back, noticing the blush on his cheeks. “you can - you can just ignore that.”

“what if i don’t want to?” you squeezed his cock through his pants before dropping to your knees in front of him. “the walls aren’t that thick, so be as loud as you please,” you began undoing his belt before you looked back up at the man.

“it’s alright,” he nodded. “you can keep going.”

you smiled before taking him out of his underwear, notably eyeing his size before pressing short, sweet kisses to his tip and the base of him. adding to the kisses, you began kitten licking up the vein in his dick, admiring the groans and the way his hands shot down to your hair.

after feeling as though you teased him enough, you opened your lips and let his tip into your mouth. you took him to the very back of your throat and swallowed around him before beginning to bob your head.

“fuck, baby,” he moved your hair behind your ear so he could see more of your face. “so pretty.”

you looked up at him with wide eyes, his head was thrown back against the door as heavenly noises were leaving his mouth. you moaned around his dick before his hips thrusted into your mouth. you let your jaw go slack, signaling you were letting him take the lead.

“so fucking good,” he let his hand grasp the rest of your hair before he began rapidly thrusting himself into your mouth, using your throat the best way you thought possible: spencer reid’s pleasure.

it was only two minutes later when he was forcing you down to his happy trail, your nose touching the hair, when he came down your throat with a loud groan. you made sure to make eye contact with him as he reached that high, not wanting to miss something so beautiful.

there was something special about someone so perfect being turned on and brought over the edge by yourself. a sense of pride flooded through your veins as you swallowed his seed, the eye contact nearly making him hard once more.

“god, i love you,” he whispered before leaning down to press his lips to yours, skipping over the phrase he just admitted. you gladly welcomed the kiss as he helped you rise to your feet.

“hey,” you pulled back slowly, your hands tracing his cheekbones. “i love you, too.”

“you-really?” he left his hands on the sides of your face as he questioned you.

“of course,” you chuckled. “you really think i’d suck off someone i don’t love when we’re on a case to catch an unsub?”

“i guess not,” he smiled before pressing his lips to yours once more. “you think the unsub heard?”

“let’s hope so,” you shrugged. “but if not, it won’t be the end of the world if i had to do that again.”

“i would have to agree,” he laughed before grasping your hand as you had to lead him into the room, only this time, he was leading you out.

now, all you had to do was wait for the unsub to make his move. at least you had already made yours.

[memer-the-miner]

Hay can you do techzlatt where they go out shopping and come back home and cuddle :)

(You can choose the reason why they are cuddling)

Have some icecream and cake🍦🎂🍦🎂:>

AGHH IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!! PLS FORGIVE ME HERE HAVE A COOKIE 🍪

Every once in a while, Techno, Philza, and Schlatt would have a day all to themselves. On this particular day, the three of them decided to stay indoors to enjoy each other’s company. They gathered in the TV room to relax. On the couch Schlatt sat watching a game show, quietly trying to figure out the answers himself under his breath. Beside him, Philza used the nearby coffee table to build a replica of an ancient city, barely paying any attention to the world around him. A little ways away, Techno sat in a loveseat quietly reading Sun Tzu’s The Art of War, occasionally guessing along with Schlatt. It was a serene moment that couldn’t be broken and one that the lovers wouldn’t trade for the world.

Schlatt smiled to himself as the game show took a break for commercials. He was enjoying the day so far, but he also felt like doing something with his partners. On the other hand, the ram hybrid didn’t want to break up the calm atmosphere. As he thought to himself, the ram noticed that one of the ads playing on the screen was for a bakery in town, it promoted their special cakes along with other tasty treats. The ad gave Schlatt an idea.

“We should bake a cake!” He stated joyfully. Techno gave a confused “huh” while Phil gave a simple hum to show that he heard Schlatt, though it was unlikely he actually did.

“A cake,” Schlatt turned to Techno who had put his book aside at the ram’s outburst. “I want to bake a cake with you two. Wouldn’t it be amazing to make one and then get to eat it on the same day!” Schlatt fantasized about the sweet dessert as Techno considered the idea.

The piglin considered objecting, but the excited look on Schlatt’s face made him cave in. “Okay, we’ll make a cake,” he said, watching in amusement as Schlatt fist pumped the air in victory. “However, Philza and I get to choose the flavor.”

“Fine by me, I’ll eat whatever as long as it’s cake,” Schlatt giddily agreed and shot up from the couch to get the kitchen ready.

Philza finally looked up from his model when Schlatt jumped up from the couch. “Wait, what are we doing again?” He asked, giving both of his partners a confused look. Techno gave a chuckle as he grabbed Phil’s wrist, leading him towards the fridge where Schlatt was rummaging looking for ingredients.

The pair looked over Schlatt’s shoulders and saw with some disappointment that they did not have all the materials they needed to bake a cake. They were missing milk and eggs and, when Phil went to check, wheat as well. Techno looked at Schlatt out of the corner of his eye, the hybrid was clutching a jar of sugar to his chest and Techno could see the disappointment on his face. 

“Why don’t we go to the store, Love?” Techno suggested. Schlatt looked over at Techno with a mixture of hope and frustration. “After all, Phil and I need to pick out a flavor.” Schlatt visibly perked up at this and, after placing down the sugar, rushed to the car.

Phil held in a laugh at the ram’s behavior and walked side by side with Techno as they followed.

The drive to the store felt like forever to Schlatt, though in reality it was only a few minutes. The ram was already out of the car before Phil could fully park, rushing towards the entrance of their supermarket.

Schlatt stood in the front of the store looking at the aisle signs, trying to figure out where he needed to go. Techno sidled up next to him and nonchalantly put an arm around his shoulder, keeping the ram from running off again. By the time Phil joined them, Schlatt was vibrating where he stood.

Phil gave a chuckle, “Alright then, let’s go get our ingredients.” Phil took the lead, heading further into the store as Schlatt and Techno followed behind.

What should have been a quick trip, took over an hour for the trio. Techno and Schlatt got into a debate about which type of eggs to use, while Phil struggled to open the glass door to the freezer to get the milk. When they finally went to get the wheat they saw that there was only one bundle left, leaving them to get into a fight with another shopper over it. The rest of the time spent in the store was because Techno and Phil couldn’t agree on what flavor to make the cake, after forty five minutes they settled on chocolate.

Of course the problems didn’t end when they got home. It turned out that Schlatt didn’t know how to make a cake, so Techno and Phil had to walk him through it. However, it was quite difficult maneuvering in a kitchen with three grown hybrids, leading to many eggs being dropped, sugar being tossed, and chocolate powder being lost. After all of their trials and tribulations, the three hybrids pulled their finished cake out of the oven. Calling it a cake was an overstatement sadly, it drooped to one side and the chocolate powder clearly wasn’t mixed in fully. The three themselves looked even worse for wear, all tired and covered in some of their ingredients.

Schlatt silently stared at the sweet abomination in front of him, his back to his partners.

“I’m sure it tastes wonderful,” Phil suggested hesitantly.

Techno put a hand on Schlatt’s back “I know how badly you wanted to bake a cake and-”

“And what?” Schlatt asked, turning around to face them. Phil and Techno were surprised to see a beaming smile gracing the ram’s features. “This is honestly one of the best cakes I’ve ever made. I mean look at it!” He gestured excitedly to it. “It’s not even on fire!”

Phil and Techno let out a sigh of relief knowing that Schlatt didn’t regret coming up with the activity.

“Of course,” he continued, making the other two tense up slightly, “It wouldn’t have mattered if it was horrible anyway.” Schlatt grabbed their hands and held them close. “This was an amazing day and I’m so happy I could spend it with you. I might even call it one of the best days of my life.”

They stood in silence before Phil and Techno both went to kiss Schlatt on his cheeks. Schlatt couldn’t help but giggle as his partners kissed every part of his face. Techno pulled back first.

“We should probably not let that amazing cake go to waste,” as he said that Techno grabbed the cake knife and began to cut out pieces for all three of them.

They sat down on the couch, Schlatt mostly draped over the other two, watching whatever show popped up first when they turned on the television. All of them ate silently, occasionally making a comment about the show. 

At some point Schlatt turned away from the show and looked at Techno and Phil. Phil had already finished his slice of cake and the ram could see that Techno had become too distracted by the show to keep eating. He couldn’t help the bubbling happiness that welled up inside him. 

Whispering to himself Schlatt sighed, “I definitely wouldn’t trade this for the world.”

[manjuhitorie]

Interview with Shinoda - Guitar Magazine March 2021 - English Translation

I began to wonder "What have I been deeming as ‘good’ all along?"

-Thank you for coming all the way out here. To kick it off I’d like to ask what the story behind the title ‘REAMP’ is.

AMP is like the recording mechanism, correct. I recorded by re-amping a lot this album, after it was recommended to me by our engineer. I recreated most of the sound in an amp simulator, sampled it at home on a line-in, then brought that in to the studio. There I sent the line-in signal to the guitar amps, recorded the sound coming from the amp, and voila. This way the guitar playing and the sound engineering become two separate things. At home I focus on the recording, at the studio I focus on the mixing.

-That’s a great way to localize your focus.

Though my workload multiplies (laughs).

-Ultimately you’re spending even more time focusing (laughs).

Yep (laughs). To put a long story short, we dipped our feet into new techniques for this album. So when it came down to deciding the title, 'Restart' or 'Reload' or any words with the prefix 'RE' were among consideration, but we couldn't find a good one. When at last I remembered that I had re-amped (laugh). I proposed the idea, it clicked with everyone, and now here we are.

-A bit of a double meaning to it then. What felt the most different this time in regards to the new techniques?

Back when wowaka was with us, he was the ultimate judge over whether a take or sound was good or bad. But now I have to be the judge and the one who takes the rudder myself... The main difference is that I need to become the axis now. When I was alone at home it hit me just how little I had a sense of good and bad (laughs). I began to wonder "What have I been deeming as ‘good’ all along?”.

-I see. What do you find difficult about singing and playing Hitorie’s music?

I found that I don’t have much leadership (laughs). I’m more fit for the sidelines and such... I’ve had a long career of being the lead guitarist, wherein there’s always been another leader figure above me who’s actions I’ve responded to and taken my own approach to.... A correspondent presence in a way....

—Then the necessity for a number one in command popped up.

Yep. It was like, I was really in a pinch back there. If I was to get anywhere, before anything I needed to establish my own standards of good and bad. I looked back at the music I’ve loved throughout my life, and started from there.

-Were you able to establish your own judgment through this album then?

I did what I could do. But, I’m still missing something... I don’t think it’s something you can find through just one album. I still haven’t, and there’s parts of the album that I still feel my optimization was lacking. I feel that I want to make a more polished, less rugged around the edges, piece. I’ve only established the groundwork for now. Such as what makes good music, the rhythm, pitch and so on. The basics.

-What makes good music ‘good’ to you, Shinoda?

Hmm... Phrase before sound... I think there needs to be a phrase before anything. To put it simply, the music needs to be what’s encouraging the phrases. Whatever achieves that the most effectively tends to be what I deem as good music. There’s a bunch of options when it comes to even strumming one chord. To use a single coil, a humbucker, a P-10.... Not to mention that strumming different will change how a chord resonates. Each note has its own goodness scale as well. Contemplating all that is what makes music.

-When I look at your music itself, I can see how this came into play as well. The phrases themselves have become less complex, while the riffs have become even more powerful. Especially ‘curved edge’, a killer tune even among the rest.

My bandmates and I each pitched in to write the music for REAMP, I wrote 10 while they wrote 1 each initially, basically I had to write a lot (laughs). And the last and final piece I wrote was ‘curved edge’.

-I see.

We intentionally lessened the riff-tastic music, we were eschewing following the old ‘Hitorie formula’. I made more chilled out downers. But the more I did it, the less interested I noticed my bandmates become (laughs). It didn’t click with me myself either, and it didn’t bring us together much. I thought I was doomed to never write a song that would properly fit Hitorie.. When I got the idea to write a song that mixed intense riffs and modern beats, ‘That I might be able to do’.

-In a way you wrote that song at wit’s end.

From there I drew inspiration from K-Pop. Stuff like Blackpink. Wherein you can’t discern if the climax of the song lies in the hook or the riff. I found that interesting, thus can the climax of ‘curved edge’ be found in the riff. Enough that the hook is the riff itself. When I told the members, their reaction was positive as well.

-It fits the modern Hitorie. In a previous interview Yumao (drummer), when looking back on Hitorie’s history, had mentioned that Hitorie could write music without a peep, after so many years together. Following this change to your writing formula, is that feat still possible, have your exchanges with your bandmates changed as well?

-When it comes to my written pieces, well... It depends on the song. For ‘curved edge’, ygarshy and I didn’t share a word. While we were making the demo song, I asked him to ‘Just play bass that works with this’, and with that little information he actually pulled off something incredible. I was like ‘Holy shit’ (laughs).

-The first verse alone is a stroke of talent (laughs). How about the drums?

The beat is unlike anything Yumao had played for Hitorie before. 4/4 beats were always our go-to, but we tried to venture a little into unknown territory. So I handled the  director job quite a bit, the drums may be the aspect I directed the most actually. It turns out that my concept of beat is completely different from wowaka’s.

-What do you mean exactly?

-I’m probably not... as much as wowaka.. No wait. I can’t say this for sure but, he was someone who was creative with his beats, so he tended to conjure up ones that would be virtually unplayable in context. I make up beats that are out of control sometimes too but. I stick to the rules, or, how to put it... Even when I make up a brand new beat, the voice in the back of my head will tell me ‘Wait, there’s rules’.

-I see. So wowaka wouldn’t bother with the rules much.

I haven’t put much deep thought into wowaka’s perception of beats until now though, this is only a quick assessment from my experiences. Though near the end, it seemed like his mindset changed to ‘It’s better if I let Yumao play however he desires’. Imyself haven’t reached that level yet.

“I need my love for guitar to grow even more, I say.“

-Allow me to ask you about the guitar solos. In the songs ‘Marshall A’ and ‘dirty’ are the solos in abundance and in the spotlight. What do you deem as good and bad in terms of guitar solos?

For me there’s only two types of guitar solos. You either play well, or you don’t (laughs).

-That’s a strict guideline (laughs). How do discern between the two?

It ultimately depends on the song. I like solos that are played “poorly”, such as by Momo Kazuhiro of MO’SOME TONEBENDER. I think their’s are awesome. When each and every note of a solo is poignant, it actually brings out the charm of electric guitar. So I think that solos can be wonky as hell, or precise as hell. Or in the middle is okay too. I like solos that are catchy with proper phrases to them even. Like HI-STANDARD’s ‘Fighting Fists, Angry Soul’, the solo could be a song on its own. It depends on what fits with the song. In regards to the solos of Marshall A, they fall into......

-The ‘Played well and proper’ solos.

That’s it. The song kicks off with unsteady distorted notes, but the solos are clean, it’s gap moe.

-The tone is clean as well. Did you intend for it to be gap moe?

To a degree. Like, 'is this really that kinda song' (laughs). On the other hand, when it came to 'dirty' the song has always been nothing but alternative rock style since the get-go.

-The solos are full of grunge and fuzz after all. ygarshy wrote that song, correct.

'Cause ygarshy and I are the same age from the same generation, our ideas match up as well.... For this song, it was like the Nishikawa Susumu idea- (laughs).

-I see (laughs). Back to what you said earlier, that your "optimization was lacking". How would you like to evolve as a guitarist?

I don't think I'm Hitorie's guitarist anymore. In the current world I'm in I'm not just a guitarist, I'm a singer-song writer, and that's become my primary focus. Yet despite that guitar is still absolutely a must for me. It brings the physical world and the world of music together better than anything. Thinking about it, my approach towards guitar is probably going to evolve after this as well. Up until I've played as Hitorie's guitarist, adding and adding to the sum of Hitorie's parts  (laughs). My attention was always on how to optimize to hell. Going forward my attention is probably going to shift when I play guitar. But that doesn't change the fact that guitar is essential for bands in general, and essential for Hitorie as well..... Aghh, I never thought about what it means to be a guitarist to me up until now (laughs).

-(Laughs).

I think my ideal guitarist self is still far away though. But I've grown a lot by being with my bandmates, and I can't be losing my eagerness to learn. I need my love for guitar to grow even more, I say (laughs). That's where I think I'm lacking. There's still so much about guitar I'm yet to understand, and that's my weak spot. There's a lot for me to reflect on.

Gear: Fender 1963 Jazzmaster The main guitar used in REAMP, a jazzmaster on borrow from wowaka. The serial number points to it being a 1963 issue. The saddle on the bridge has been swapped out to an Astro Notes. Shinoda selects the front for concerts/recordings, and doesn’t use preset switches. The guitar you can hear from the left channel in “High Gain” is this one. While the guitar you can from the right channel is a Tokai LP.

Fender 1965 Jaguar Also on borrow from wowaka, it was heavily used in Hitorie’s previous album ‘HOWLS’. For ‘REAMP’ it was used for the backing of ‘dirty’ and the main riff of ‘Utsutsu’. In regards to the Buzz Stop Bar, Shinoda himself prefers the musical range he can reach without it, but others oft react better when it’s on.

Pedal board: 1 WEED/GCB-95 mod wah 2 BOSS/TU-3W tuner 3 S-Distortion SASAKI 4 Prescription Electronics/Experience 5 Octave Fuzz & Swell 6 Keeley Electronics/Son of Fuzz Head 7 E.W.S./ Arion SCH-Z mod chorus 8 BOSS/PS-6 harmonizer 9 BOSS/DD-20 digital delay 10 Providence/Provolt 9 power supply

His guitar signal inputs at 1, then connects all the way to 8. He adores his 1 because there’s a gain knob on it, and as soon as he turns it on can he drive*. His main distortion pedal is number 3. His standard is to set  the volume knob at 12 o’ clock, the tone at 11, and the gain at 8. To give himself a boost in guitar solos he turns on pedal number 5, with the volume set to max. Pedal number 6 found its use in the song ‘(W)HERE’ on Hitorie’s album ‘Imaginary Monofiction’, but recently its fallen out of relevance for him. 7 was used in the song ‘Montage Girl’ on Hitorie’s ’Roomsick Girl’s Escape’, and harmonized phrases in general. He primarily uses 8 for the short delay, and it found usage in ‘curved edge’.

Amplifier: Hiwatt DR103 Custom 100 Marshall 1960 AV The number one weapon is volume. Shinoda’s main amp is this Hiwatt. The reason he started using it was because ’The only thing that could oppose the volume of wowaka’s Matchless amp was a Hiwatt’. The clean sound of it is what brings bass to Shinoda’s playing. For concerts that will be recorded, he sets the EQ bass, mid, and treble knobs all to 11 o’ clock. He sets the presence knob to about 13 o’ clock, but this gets adjusted every performance. This one stays the highest to ensure his music comes up front. He alters the high frequency and the level it pierces the ear with his pedals.  

[tooweirdforyou]

Hi dear ^^ I hope you are doing well~ If that is okay with you, may I request something for your Valentine's Day Event? If you already have too many please feel free to ignore ^^

I'm a bisexual she/they, but I most often identify as a woman. I love to explore many creative hobbies, such as drawing, painting, writing, cosplay, dance or theatre. My studies revolve around 3D and animation too. Aside from that I also enjoy baking haha! I'm a sweet tooth ^^"

I'm pretty cheeky and definitely a hopeless romantic. Very emotional but I'm somewhat okay at hiding when I'm sad haha! Aside from that, I'd say I'm pretty warm, a total sucker for domestic shit oh god, but I do need alone time as well.

Hsjsodi I'm sorry, this is already so long!

As for who I'd like a heart memory with, it can be either Ace or Cora whoever inspires you most ^^

Thank you a lot for organising this event, it's really sweet! I'm looking forward to what you'll write for it! Have a nice day :D <3

~quartermera

Hey! Of course, I’m happy to see you participating. Hope this is to your liking! I chose Cora btw, he needs some more love. :D You as well!

CATEGORY : Heart

CHARACTER : Donquixote Rosinante

ROSINANTE wasn’t expected home for a bit, so you had the house to yourself, which you certainly didn’t mind. Though, you were feeling quite snack-ish, you saw that there was hardly anything around to snack on so you thought of the next best thing.

Baking!

Just some simple cupcakes would do for you, so you got to work on the batter. You hum to yourself as you ended up moving a bit faster than expected, already popping the cupcakes into the oven to bake.

Quite a bit of time has passed as you were working on the frosting, that you seemed to miss hearing the front door opening in your home.

“Something smells delicious, my love.”

You nearly jump from the shock but find your husband Rosinante behind you, immediately wrapping his arms around your waist. “Did I scare you?”

“Rosi, welcome home.” Your warm smile makes his heart melt as he leans into your shoulder and neck. “Mmh...” He mumbles, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck.

You smile at the gesture and feel his lips planting themselves on your cheek, his hand moving up to your cheek to tilt your head to face him.

Before Rosinante could make contact with your lips, you dip your finger into your frosting and smeared it over his nose and upper lip.

The blonde merely blinks in surprise, quickly eliciting a giggle from you.

“Go change and freshen up, Rosi. I’ll have cupcakes ready by then.” As if on cue, the oven timer went off to signal the cupcakes finish in baking.

Rosi pouts before smiling and leaned into your face to rub the frosting into your nose as well, chuckling himself.

“Looks like we both have to freshen up. Let’s go shower then, my love.”

-

It ended up being more Ace towards the end-

I apologize in advance if this is taking a lot longer than it should be, this is a little bit harder than I thought with so many submissions and long ass details and having to come up with so many things aghh ;-; and having to make sure no ones is too long or too short. so even if I close it up, I’ll still catch up on finishing them afterwards.

And if it’s been a day or two since you entered yours and I haven’t answered your submission, feel free to submit another. MAX IS TWO maybe three?, I’ll be checking to see who has submitted how many.

Valentine’s Event

[lenna-z]

TaG: Hiding From the Past (Part 2)

Notes: Thank you, your comments are very meaningful to me :)

Any mistakes in this are strictly mine.

Disclaimer: I don't have Thunderbirds Are Go or characters.

Characters: Kayo, Gordon, the Hood, Virgil, John...

Part 1

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Part 2 -Problems-

"Scott!... Gordon!... Kay!... ...Alan?" He screamed desperately from his comm.

"Virg-... an you hear-..."

"John? What the hell is going on?! John?!"

And now he was here in a hospital. He was at a GDF Hospital... With only two siblings...

He left the cave for only a minute, didn't know what was there, but the result was Gordon and Kayo missing. Because of you! You fool, you shouldn't have left Alan alone- no! you should have sent it instead of yourself! Outside the cave is always clearly safer, you stupid! If he was in the cave, maybe Gordon or Kayo would be safe, maybe both. His brother and Kay- no, his siblings... Kay was his sister, but she's very- ...no! His priority should have been to find them. Kayo was their sister for a long time, He shouldn't see her any other way...

Okay, his priority should be finding them, but where would he start? The only exit in the damn cave was in the same place as the entrance! John had checked and told him before he got into the danger zone.

"Virgil..."

Coffee appeared in a large paper cup in front of him and looked at the person who offered it... "John..."

Eyes of color that he still can't describe. It was obvious that he was depleted by gravity and the intense efforts to get to the hospital quickly. He accepted the coffee in his hand with a small grunt.

"What are we gonna do?"

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Darkness... Why was it dark? She tried to think, tried to remember ... God, she had a headache ... Was she hearing a voice now?

"I wish... you could be defeated as easily as him, Tanusha..." It was a vauge but indeed a memory . The Hood. Her uncle. No! The little girl Kayo buried deep within herself was Tanusha's uncle. The Hood had Gordon, Gordon was unconscious...

"Gor-dn..."

"Oh God, Tin, you finally woke up, I was worried about you..."

Of course he was worried about her, the last thing he remembered was the sudden pain in his neck, he guessed it was a syringe. When he looked at Kayo's scar on her forehead she clearly resisted but failed. Although Gordon didn't know how long they had been here, he had been awake for at least forty minutes, while his sister lay unconscious.

"Are you... Are you okay?" When she finally opened her eyes she tried to focus. She looked left and right, she was supposed to see Gordon... It wasn't enough to hear. But the pain in her head was like a knife stuck in her, tried to put his hands on his head but her hands... her hands were tied. Okay, she should have assessed the situation. Her hands were tied behind her back, her feet too. Where was she tied to? She turned her head to look but immediately regretted, a sharp headache showed it self and grimaced. But her hands were tied to the wall, it was chained with a different handcuff and the chain was going to the ceiling. And they were sitting on a chair. She slowly looked at Gordon, who was chained and sitting on a chair as she was, he was quite far for her liking. "Wha-?!"

"Tin..., maybe-"

"No," Inoring her nausea, she swallowed and continued, "Are you okay?" And tried wiggling her wrists, it only caused wounds. Tried to hide her face from pain.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine, but you are not. You probably got a- damn Tin, don't move!"

"We have to get out of here, how do you plan to get out if you stay here like this!" She closed her eyes and took a breath. "Gordon, listen. We gotta get out of here, this... this is the Hood. He brought us here and we both know what he wants... and he can do anything to get what he wants. I don't know what he's going to do and I don't want to learn..." As she spoke her last sentence, she looked away from Gordon and bowed her head.

"The- the Hood...?" When Kayo gathered her courage and looked at him, Gordon certainly saw worry in her eyes. He doubted she was worried about herself, she always thought of others, almost everyone but herself. But now when he looks deeper, her red eyes, which she tries not to cry, and her protective body language, despite her limited range of motion... Kayo was scared... for both herself and her brother, from the man who once was her uncle. From the man who once was her uncle.

"They won't give him Thunderbirds or our island, anything... But they're looking for us, I'm sure they're trying to find us right now." She sniffed, took a short breath and continued. "But this is the Hood, everything is expected of him, so they might not find us, so...-so we can might be alone, it can only be the two of us to get out of here."

"How do we get out of here?"

A few tears fell from her red eyes and she sniffed. "This shouldn't have happened - I should have protected you, I should have done my job... Then it wouldn't be a problem, I would be the only one here and-"

"And let's leave you here and move on as if nothing happened? Are yo-"

"Gordon-" She grimaced as she breathed. "I-"

"No! You always blame yourself, Tin, doing this will get you nowhere!" He took a deep breath and continued. "You're hurt, I can see that, let me help you..." She always hated looking weak and vulnerable. He reminded himself that Kayo could seek medical attention if they got out of here. "He could be your uncle but that doesn't change any-"

"Ahh... What an emotional conversation but I'll have to interrupt," His grinning facial expression suddenly became serious. "Because you didn't say the things I wanted!"

They didn't even hear the door open. After hearing the voice, she closed her eyes, breathed and opened resolutely. "Hah! Did you really think we'd be so stupid? Really uncle?" Her sarcastic speech caused a kick in the stomach, and then another.

Kayo tried to muffle her screams in great pain. She had to endure it to not to worry Gordon more. And she didn’t resist, resisting meant Gordon trying to stop Hood and that meant Gordon being center of the attention. “Ignhh…” A bitter groan came out of her that she didn’t want.

Kayo didn’t resist and he kicked her again, Gordon was watching in horror. “Stop! Stop please!..”

He seemed to stop… Until he raised one of his fist to Kayo’s face.

“Don’t! God, stop please!”

“No! Gordon don’t-”

"I’ll stop and you will cooperate to give me Thunderbirds and your island, or I can continue with this?”

“Gordon no! Say nothing- Aghh…!” He threw a punch and another and another. God, she couldn’t breathe… She closed her eyes because of the pain, she was already crying…

“Shut up!”

"You sick bastard! She's your niece! Drop it!"

"Maybe I should use you against my niece, huh? She cares more about you than herself." He turned to Kayo and continued, "Or you cooperate with me and you both get out of here?"

He pressed one of his feet against her ribs... Her little body was shaking. "Hıhh-" Her face wrinkled with pain.

"Won't you beg me to stop, dear?" He pressed more on her ribs.

She could barely breath.

"Like you used to do."

Gordon froze with these words. Kayo looked at him in fear then in the Hood. The Hood stopped suddenly and looked at him, and then turned back to Kayo like he understood something.

"Hah, you still keep your secrets right? Do you want him to suffer like you?"

Kayo was breathing hard but still spoke. "Don'-t... -hurt... haghh!-"

"Forget it, use me, I'm here. Don't hurt her any more." They must protect each other. Kayo had sufficiently guarded him by now, now it's his turn. Secrets? It was no more important than Kayo. And Gordon thought he knew what Kayo was hiding.

The pressure on Kayo's ribs eased. But he didn't take his feet from her. Even though she was aching all over, she was still worried about her brother. "Noo! ...Don't... hmm-" But he pressed it again. The taste of blood in her mouth increased her stomach nausea.

"Your last chance to cooperate with me."

"Tin, I'll be fine. Don't tell him anything!" Kayo was not in good shape and was still trying to protect him no matter what. "She won't tell you anything. Drop it!" He was supposed to let her go, God, she couldn't breathe. Kayo's eyes were closed, trembling. And suddenly awareness hit him. "God, to hurt her? Maybe but trying to kill her? It's no use, you need her alive. She knows more than any of us! Leave her!"

And he left Kayo. His sister was coughing in pain and trying to breathe. Her right eye was starting to turn purple. As she set her breath in order, he noticed the blood on her lip. He didn't know if it was because of coughing or biting. But something else caught his attention. The Hood was walking towards him.

"Your time is up."

Gordon braced himself for any kick or punch. But the Hood grabbed his throat instead, it made it hard to breathe.

"Well, will you beg me to stop?" He said with a grin on his face.

Couldn't breathe, God... and a little growl. "...-nghh..." And then a pain in his cheek, then in his stomach. Another kick in the stomach. "Huuhg-"

"Gord-n..." He heard Kayo's worried voice. And he heard a retching... There was nothing in their stomach. They didn't even have breakfast in the morning...He looked at his sister anxiously for a few seconds when she was the focus of the Hood. There was vomit and blood on the floor. And she was coughing blood. "Augh..."

But then there was a punch in his face. His face was hurting but Kayo was still coughing. She couldn't breathe. But Gordon could hardly breathe too. Ok, he had to evaluate himself. His throat was dry and he was sweating. It just couldn't be because they were beaten, right?

" Argh- ...What's -going... -on..."

"What did you do, what's wrong with us?"

"Ahh, yes, a virus that only attacks your lungs and prevents you from breathing." Kayo's coughs were getting worse. "Well, it's normal for her to react sooner given her injuries."

Gordon's eyes widened with fear. "Then help her, you won't kill her!"

The Hood looked towards the man at the door and shook his head. The man put on an oxygen mask on Kayo. The mask was unusually large, but what Gordon cared about was that she was breathing again. The man also wore a mask on Gordon.

"Get some rest now, you'll need this."

"No, no, no! Wait! What's that? Stop...!" And then he realized why the masks were big. So they could talk. He looked at Kayo. She clearly had a concussion, and that worried Gordon. Her breath was shallow and she was grimacing. He was in a better shape than Kayo. He should have protected his sister.

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...TBC...

[klarolinedrabbles]

What are some of the tvd to fandoms greatest hits so to speak... I was only in it for a short time and then jumped out because I couldn't stand to

Oh, well allow me to be your guide. This will be under a read more because I already know, I’m gonna write a whole essay. Shout out to my ride or die @hellsbellschime.

I don’t think any overtly crazy happened during the good!TVD years. No wait, I’m lying.

The year the spin-off got announced, I believe it was tvguide, that posted an article with like info tidbits for currently airing shows. And one of them, was that Hayley was pregnant with Klaus’ kid. I remember this shit so clearly, man. Everyone was so confused. And then they were like SURPRISE, APRIL FOOLS. Because it was in fact April 1st. So ha-ha we all had a laugh, great. Fastforward to what, late April? Episode 4x20 airs, and it’s exactly what happened???

That whole day btw, the day the backdoor pilot for TO aired was just insanity. I’ll say that about a lot of days in this answer, but that day was really just something else. Like we were delirious, that’s the only way I can explain what happened on here. It was a nightmare but also one of the funniest night’s I’ve ever spent on here. I gotta go back for old time’s sake and reblog some of the shit from that night because we all snapped. And not in the good way. 

The TVD 100th. Now, we knew Joseph was coming back for that episode so they hype was real. Because up until that point, we’d gotten a huge load of nothing in regards to Klaroline. They released a trailer, a short one, that’s still in my favorites folder on youtube to this day. I rewatch it all the time because it’s iconic. And there was literally .002 seconds of Klaroline. It’s Caroline standing and then Klaus says “hello, caroline” and everyone lost their shit so much when it dropped that ‘hello caroline’ trended ww on twitter. 

THE DAY THE NETWORK THAT AIRED TVD IN AUSTRALIA AIRED A PROMO WITH THE KLAROLINE KISS IN 5X11. ICONIC. I literally woke up, logged on at around 11 AM my time, and my dashboard was on fire. It was the BEST. We didn’t know wtf to do, it was amazing. 

Paleyfest. Ohhhh buddy, lemme tell ya. So TVD/TO got chosen to have the CW panel’s at Paleyfest that year. Everyone was on a bit of edge because TO to that point was what, almost done with S1 and Klaroline had been given the mega cold-shoulder despite being the very thing other than the Mikaelson’s that got used to lure people in? After the pregnancy plot from hell, everyone was ready to peace tf out, but we got halted because it was a ‘ohh of course it’s gonna continue’ then they tried to nip Klaroline in the bud with 5x11 and no one was having it. So Paleyfest was where we were gonna get some ANSWERS, DAMMIT. I live on the east coast and the festival was held in the west coast so I wasn’t awake when it was happening. I remember making a post about how ‘going to sleep, and hoping when I woke up the answers were good.’. So I went to sleep, woke up a few hours later like 2-3 AM my time, and checked my blog and the first message I had was ‘don’t wake up stephanie, everything is a mess, stay asleep where everything’s fine’ I—

The gist of that was, they basically set JoMo up to be the bad-cop in shutting down Klaroline. He gave this long answer that made absolutely zero sense. The girl who asked the question about Klaroline, who was like 13 at the time, got called a bully for even asking a question at an event she paid to be at. A mess. And JP was like NO CROSSOVERS, ORGANIC, BLAH BLAH. And Paul was sitting next to her going “why can’t the show’s just intersect”, he was right and he said it. 

I can’t remember if this was S1 or S2, but somebody tweeted something and Carina replied ‘when you’re found dead in your basement with klaroline written on you this is why’ or something like that, that was a ~fun~ night. And then like half an hour later she was like “I’m sorry, I’ll never tweet about Klaroline again just leave me alone” if you’ve ever seen this fandom refer to ourselves as basement dwellers, this night is why. 

NARDUCCI. Can’t forget him. Talk about a man who just didn’t get it. And I don’t mean Klaroline, he just didn’t get anything, nothing in his head has ever clicked, I’m convinced. He used to pick fights on twitter repeatedly. Admitted once that he missed his flight because he was on twitter…arguing with a fan. AND ONE DAY, he decided to just—snap. Went on this hours long tirade against the Klaroline fandom, essentially calling everyone stupid because no one was appreciating the ‘art’ of the show. So when I say it lasted hours, I mean that. Now, you’d think, that he would be done, right? WELL, apparently that wasn’t enough, so the next day, he continued. I remember because I was in this gc on whatsapp, and I remember Erika sending a message to the gc going “omg, Narducci vs KCers round 2″ when I tell you I screamed. The man went on a two-day rampage against this fandom and it was insane. 

S6/S2 of TVD/TO was not a fun time. I can genuinely say it was borderline a chore to come on here during that time. It wasn’t fun, every day someone was in argument with someone from production on twitter. Truly the worst year of the fandom, imo. So S7/S3 rolls around and that’s where shit went nuclear. 

Hillary and I, are minding our own damn business, when someone come’s to us with information regarding the new seasons. This was post-SDCC, so it’s like the lull of September, waiting for the seasons to start in October. And we get approached with information, talkin bout how Caroline’s gonna be pregnant with Alaric’s twins in S7. When I tell you we didn’t know wtf to do. And we had to like wait on confirmation about it but then we found out it was legit and we were pissed. Literally ask us if we wanted to be in the spoiler game, the answer is no tf we did not. And she and I basically spent two days complaining. LIKE UGHHHH WE DON’T WANNA DO THIS, BUT ALSO THIS IS DISGUSTING, WE CAN’T JUST LET THEM SPRING THIS ON EVERYONE, BUT AGHH WHY US. So we chose collectively, as a duo, because das my other half yo, to blab. 

That went over as best as anyone could hope for it to go. Now, flashforward yet again, this time to around late Novemeber/December. I had been sent word that something was going down. TVD/TO lost their Thursday slots and got bumped to Friday’s, so a plan was going on, and they made one. We’d heard that they were rearranging something mid-season because they were gonna make a crossover work, publicly we found out it would be Paul and JoMo that crossover back-to-back. THEN ONE NIGHT—I call it black friday bc  that day was a fucking mess—, a friend of mine was friends with an SCer, I wanna say, and she was hearing word that the crossover did have Klaus and Caroline interact via phone call, but that it was very definitively an ending. Because they spoke about Camille and Stefan, etc, etc. Like a closing of the book type thing. So okay, we were like devastated, everyone on twitter was losing their shit. Everyone was pissed, and @-ing the writers all these crazy, sad things, we were a wreck. Ask Hillary about this night because she, I remember, describes it as ‘logging on and reading what everyone else had and not understanding why tf everyone was mad about it’. It was the first and last time that our roles were reversed, and bless her for it. 

SO WE’RE SITTING THERE, it’s Saturday, and we kept getting more information and we were like…something isn’t right here. So we did a bit of digging, spoke to a few people and waited it out. LO AND BEHOLD, everything we’d heard about the phone call was false. There was a phone call but the CKers and SCers were so mad about what was actually said in it, that a few of em, ring leaders of the feeble minded, made up a version and passed it around their fandoms as legit till it eventually worked it’s way over to us. So we all jumped the gun on fake information, lmfskdnknsks. Rumor has it, you can still hear Hillary yelling ‘I told you so’ at me through our group chat. 

So all was well, I couldn’t tell everyone why not to panic, just that they didn’t need to. Until, this account popped up called tvdspoiler or something on twitter, also saying false information about the phone call. Sending everyone into a panic yet again. I remember this because I was at  kmart with my mom, and the kmart by my house was in a basement so I had no cell service. I was able to send like a couple of messages, and was basically like ‘tell everyone to chill, I’ll clear it up when I get home’ did that in like a couple of hours cause then I had to leave to the midnight showing of the force awakens with my friends. So that day was chaotic, but fun. It was the first time I reached 99+ messages on my inbox, lmao. 

So that all happened like a good while before we actually saw the episode. But cut to a few weeks later. I woke up at 1 AM my time to drink water, was on tumblr trying to go back to sleep. I checked my inbox and there was this bizarre message talking about ‘got some scoop’ and they were like ‘Finn dies in 3x17, Aurora gets put into some weird sleeping spell in 3x18, Camille and Davina die in 3x19, Lucien dies in 3x20′ and I quite literally laughed??? Literally who wouldn’t. Like who tf would ever believe TO had the balls to do all of that when they never killed anyone off. AND, WHO WOULD BELIEVE THAT SOMEONE WOULD JUST STOP BY, SHARE IT AND LEAVE. So I sent a screenshot to Hillary and was like ‘yo did you get this because wtf’. We often got duplicate messages. And we often got messages of people who were pissed about the two previous times we, from the klaroline fandom of all places, had legit info that wound up being true, that they were just waiting for us to fuck up. So we used to get messages of people pretending they were sharing info, and it was just antis trying to make us look stupid. 

SO, Hillary says ‘just answer it because it’s obviously fake’ top ten moments before disaster. I answer it and am like oh haha, and where did that info come from. And they came back like a minute later, saying ‘I have a source’ THEN THEY ELABORATED. They mentioned that Lucien drags Freya and Vincent to Mystic Falls to do this spell with some bullet and etc. So at that point we were like fUCK because that same day we’d found out was in 3x16, which ended with Lucien and this white-oak bullet, having kidnapped Freya. And that’s when we knew, that someone showed up in the middle of the night, spoiled the whole back-half of TO S3—and then left.

The back-half of S3 was so fun??? Every week the info just kept coming true. On the wikia everyone hated me, probably the most anti messages I ever had was during that time, honestly it was great, 10/10 would recommend. 

THEN, at some point in our blog history, Hillary had been getting quite a few messages about PT. And she had this fucking line in one of the messages about Phoebe’s pronunciation with her accent for the show, or lack thereof. And she said “weeches and woves will always have a place in my heart” SO THEM PHOEBE TWEETED IT. THAT EXACT LINE, and we were like was she...? So we shrugged off okay. A few days later, she tweeted “hellsbellschime enough, there’s plenty of other things to watch on tv, I hear mad men’s great.” And I—

THIS WAS ON SOME RANDOM ASS SUNDAY. Like I was lounging around, waiting for the new episode of game of thrones and then WHAM, chaos. AND AS IF THAT WASNT ENOUGH, Leah joined in too. Putting a target on my friends back...about her blog that no one was making them read. You can’t make that shit up. And Jenn actually replied to Phoebe’s tweet and got a reply back, and she was all “you’re right, I’m sorry” and then deleted the original tweet, which I still have a screenshot of btw. And then Leah showed up in Hillary’s inbox with this ridiculous three part ask about how she shouldn’t criticize women in the acting industry because of how hard it is for women in that industry which is true, but it doesn’t make you exempt from criticism??? So not sure where she meant to go with that one.

SO THERE WE HAVE IT, our fandom’s greatest hits. I’m sure I can elaborate and insert more, but I’ve been typing for a good 40 minutes. 

Told ya, I wrote a whole dissertation, lmaooo.

[perfecttimeseleven]

PERFECT TIMES ELEVEN EP. 3 TRANSCRIPT

ACT ONE

SCENE FIVE

(REMINGTON and JAY are still seated at the living room table. REMINGTON is leaning forward with his elbows on the table and his head in his hands, bored. JAY is leaning back in his chair, staring at the ceiling, frustrated.)

REMINGTON

I can’t do it. All the voices are too loud, and the “Joyce” one is quiet as shit. It’s like, I‘m listening for “Joyce”, right, but out of nowhere another voice is like “Birds!” and I’m all like “Fuck!”

JAY

(fed up, without looking at REMINGTON)

Try again. It might help if you say “Joyce” along with the voice.

REMINGTON

Can’t you demonstrate? I really won‘t judge.

JAY

(still not looking at REMINGTON)

No.

REMINGTON

C’mon, just take off your little ring there — I’m guessing that’s the accessory you use and just...do your magic.

JAY

No.

(REMINGTON lets her head fall onto the table, exasperated. Jay lifts up a foot and is about to kick her hair when REMINGTON suddenly raises her head again.)

REMINGTON

Were you about to kick my hair?

JAY

Maybe. Maybe not.

REMINGTON

Better have been maybe not. My hair is my best feature. You should get it. I mean, you have lots of good features — like girl, you’re fucking hot — but your hair is pristine.

JAY

Thanks?

REMINGTON

You know what I don’t get?

JAY

(lowering her foot)

A lot of things.

REMINGTON

(ignoring JAY)

Why animals attack me. Is that…normal? I get that it was the sign I needed help with this, but…

JAY

You’re not special. Animals sense the “perfection” in us. In the whole several-human-reincarnations-in-a-row thing. Stay away from zoos.

REMINGTON

Hm. Come on, show me how to do the thing —

JAY

(betrayed)

No!

REMINGTON

Please! I’m really stupid. You’re smart and beautiful and experienced in this and beautiful. I’ll owe you one. Plus, your sugar daddy Dr. Morello’s gonna be pissed if we spent all this time sitting here and accomplished nada.

JAY

Oh, God, please never string those words together in that order again —

REMINGTON

And then he’ll dock your pay from nothing to less than nothing.

JAY

Oh, that makes so much sense. How would he be a hypothetical sugar daddy if he doesn’t pay me? That’s the opposite —

REMINGTON

Do you want your nonexistent salary to suffer, you sadistic bastard?

JAY

If I do it, will you stop talking?

REMINGTON

Probably will.

(JAY takes off her ring and places it on the table. The moment it leaves her hand, she winces.)

JAY

(in pain)

Aghh!

REMINGTON

(shocked)

Shit. Do I call 911?

JAY

(forcefully)

No. Just...watch this. Focus...

(pauses)

Here, this voice’s word is Clara...and then...say the word if it helps...

(pauses, gripping the table with both hands)

Clara...Clara...there. I’m in.

(With a painful movement, JAY grabs her ring. The moment she touches it, she relaxes.)

JAY

You’re welcome for that. Don’t fucking say a word.

(pauses)

Your turn.

(REMINGTON takes off her bracelet and places it on the table. 6. Love is a Constant.)

VOICES

HARVEST, OCEAN, CREATE, CHANGE, FIGHT, ART, FAMILY, FREEDOM, JOYCE, TRADITION, BIRDS.

HARVEST, OCEAN, CREATE, CHANGE, FIGHT, ART, FAMILY, FREEDOM.

REMINGTON/VOICES

JOYCE.

VOICES

TRADITION, BIRDS.

HARVEST, OCEAN, CREATE, CHANGE, FIGHT, ART, FAMILY, FREEDOM.

VOICES

TRADITION, BIRDS.

HARVEST, OCEAN, CREATE, CHANGE, FIGHT, ART, FAMILY, FREEDOM.

REMINGTON/VOICES

JOYCE.

VOICES

TRADITION, BIRDS. HARVEST, OCEAN, CREATE, CHANGE, FIGHT, ART, FAMILY, FREEDOM.

REMINGTON/VOICES

JOYCE. JOYCE. JOYCE. JOYCE.

JAY

Remington? You good? Did it work?

REMINGTON

(strangely tenderly)

Joyce?

(Suddenly, REMINGTON lunges forward and hits JAY's hand. JAY drops her ring onto the table. Almost immediately, she freezes.)

JAY

(also incredibly tender, but even more shockingly because this is JAY we’re talking about)

Clara?

REMINGTON

(overjoyed)

Joyce!

JAY

(gently)

IS IT REALLY YOU? DO I DECEIVE MY MIND?

NEVER IN MY DAYS DID I THINK I WOULD FIND

A KIND OF LIFE AFTER DEATH, NEVERTHELESS YOU!

REMINGTON

Yes, Joyce! It’s me!

JAY

Clara!

REMINGTON

DO YOU RECALL THE EVENING WHEN WE FIRST MET?

JAY

OH, YES, I RECALL!

REMINGTON

AT THE GATE BETWEEN OUR GARDENS, RIGHT AT SUNSET?

AND YOU WORE THAT DRESS, CRIMSON,

JAY/REMINGTON

WITH THOSE BUTTONS LIKE FLOWERS?

REMINGTON

Yes!

JAY

I WAS TOO SHY AT FIRST TO EVEN TELL YOU MY NAME.

REMINGTON

YOU WERE SO SHY!

JAY

BUT WHEN YOU SMILED, MY FACE FLUSHED UP, AFLAME.

YOU MADE ME FEEL AT EASE.

REMINGTON/JAY

WE TALKED AND WROTE FOR HOURS.

WE’VE LIVED, WE’VE DIED, AND NOW WE’RE HERE!

NOT QUITE TOGETHER, BUT, MY DEAR,

WE CAN SEE LOVE IS A CONSTANT!

WE’VE LIVED, WE’VE DIED, AND NOW WE’RE HERE!

UNSURE WHERE THIS IS, BUT I HAVE NO FEAR

SINCE I KNOW LOVE IS A CONSTANT!

REMINGTON

I RECALL ALL THOSE SUITORS WHO’D COME TO YOUR DOOR,

AND

REMINGTON/JAY

WITH EVERY PASSING YEAR THERE’D SEEM TO BE MORE.

REMINGTON

I WAS BAFFLED WHY YOU STILL CHOSE TO SPEND YOUR AFTERNOONS

WITH ME.

JAY

OH, WELL, I WAS FORCED TO MARRY AFTER YOU PASSED.

A RICH MAN, OLD, BUT WITH MONEY AND CLASS

WE HAD NO CHILDREN. HE PASSED AWAY. I LIVED OUT THE REST OF MY DAYS LONELY.

REMINGTON/JAY

WE’VE LIVED, WE’VE DIED, AND NOW WE’RE HERE!

NOT QUITE TOGETHER, BUT, MY DEAR,

WE CAN SEE LOVE IS A CONSTANT.

WE’VE LIVED, WE’VE DIED, AND NOW WE’RE HERE!

UNSURE WHERE THIS IS, BUT I HAVE NO FEAR

SINCE I KNOW LOVE IS A CONSTANT!

LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE

LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE

LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE

LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE IS A CONSTANT, OH,

OUR LOVE

REMINGTON/JAY

I’D FORGOTTEN HOW MUCH I TRULY MISS

OUR TALKS, LONG AFTERNOONS, YOUR TENDER KISS

OH, WHAT I’D GIVE TO LIVE WITH YOU AS MY WIFE.

CLOSE YOUR EYES AND EMBRACE ME, MY LOVE

FORGET THESE HIDEOUS BODIES WE’RE TRAPPED INSIDE OF

OH, HOW I’VE YEARNED FOR YOUR TOUCH ALL MY LIFE.

VOICES

OOH, LOVE IS THEIR CONSTANT...

(Someone is knocking at the door between the kitchen and the living room. It’s DAISY.)

DAISY

Remy? Jay?

(DAISY knocks again.)

VOICES

OOH, LOVE IS THEIR CONSTANT

DR. MORELLO

Are they still in there?

DAISY

I’m pretty sure. Hang on. Guys?

(DAISY knocks a couple more times, louder.)

VOICES

OOH, LOVE IS THEIR CONSTANT

(DR. MORELLO and DAISY enter to see REMINGTON and JAY embrace.)

DR. MORELLO/DAISY

Janette!/Remy fuckin’ Ratatouille!

(DR. MORELLO immediately notices JAY’s ring and REMINGTON’s bracelet on the table. He grabs JAY’s ring and shoves it in her hand. DAISY takes REMINGTON’s bracelet and does the same. JAY instantly snaps out of her trance.)

JAY

Holy —! God! Remington!

(pushing REMINGTON off of her. REMINGTON stumbles a little, almost falling off the table.)

REMINGTON

Shit!

JAY

What the hell was that?

(JAY quickly slips the ring onto her finger, evidently very embarrassed. REMINGTON regains her footing.)

REMINGTON

Eh, who cares. Let’s pick up where they left off —

DR. MORELLO/DAISY/JAY

No!

DR. MORELLO

Remington! Jay! Get down from the table immediately. Sit down!

REMINGTON

(noticing DR. MORELLO and DAISY for the first time)

Oh, shit. Hello. Sorry.

(REMINGTON and JAY make their way down back to their chairs. DAISY nudges DR. MORELLO.)

DAISY

See, I hate to say “I told you so”, but I told you so.

DR. MORELLO

Kids, what happened here?

(There’s a pause.)

REMINGTON

I think we got possessed. By dead lesbians.

DR. MORELLO

Oh.

REMINGTON

The word is most definitely Joyce now though. She’s, uh, she’s got Joyce.

JAY

You know how one of my voices is, uh, named Joyce? And how her word is Clara? She’s Clara.

REMINGTON

I guess Joyce and Clara knew each other back in the day...both in the literal and, uh, biblical sense...

DR. MORELLO

There’s really no need for profane hand motions. Go on.

REMINGTON

And then, well, we ended up in a situation when both of our accessories were off —

JAY

You mean your accessory was off and then you slapped mine out of my hand.

REMINGTON

Clara slapped it out of your hand. Anyway, then we got possessed.

DR. MORELLO

Okay.

REMINGTON

Yeah. Um...what do your big doctor brains think about that?

DR. MORELLO

I...I have never seen anything like this before...but I’m guessing the explanation is actually quite simple.

JAY/REMINGTON

What?

DR. MORELLO

The word a voice says is its most recurring thought manifesting itself as an imprint on the soul. Now, a person has to be quite important to someone if they’re, quite literally, all they think about. And for that to be something going both ways...these ladies certainly had an exceptional bond.

DAISY

Star-crossed gal pals.

DR. MORELLO

Yes. Soulmates, if you will.

JAY

Hold up. “Soulmates” as in Clara and Joyce were just one in a billion, or “soulmates” as in my soul and Remington’s soul?

DR. MORELLO

We have no way of knowing right now, but from what I think — well, this is quite a rare case, especially the fact that an echo of a previous life was able to take over the current host...I’d conclude that, yes, you are “soul-mates”, quite literally.

REMINGTON

So! How ‘bout it, eh, soulmate?

JAY

(ignoring REMINGTON)

That can’t be a real thing, can it?

REMINGTON

Only one way to find out!

DR. MORELLO

Now, seeing as you have actually uncovered some important information, you may have recreational time for the rest of the evening. I need to look deeper into this. Uh, there’s some video games in the cabinet. I’ll be in my office upstairs. Also, I was going to come in here to let you know we’re having pizza for dinner. It should be coming in half an hour.

DAISY

And I made sugar cookies.

(DR. MORELLO leaves dizzily. He looks like he has a headache.)

REMINGTON

Swell! Some quality soulmate time?

JAY

Someone get her away from me.

(DAISY looks back and forth from JAY to REMINGTON. She’s a smart kid. She knows when she should leave people alone.)

REMINGTON

Oh, I get it. You’re too good for me.

DAISY

I’m...gonna head out.

(DAISY exits.)

JAY

Listen, kid, you don’t know shit about me. I don’t know shit about you. It’s better if it stays that way. I don’t know what he’s talking about with this soulmate shit, but I do know that you don’t want to get involved with me and my life.

REMINGTON

Oh, ha. ’Cause you’ve got some kind of “issues”?

(JAY is silent.)

REMINGTON

Wow. Damn, I didn’t know someone could be this angsty in real life. With your wearing-all-black deal and e-girl hair and ear piercings and shit? Ooh, I bet you pierced them yourself with, like, the finger bone of a shark you strangled or something.

JAY

Sharks don’t have fucking fingers. And no; I got them pierced at a mall Claire’s when I was 11.

REMINGTON

(finding this funny)

Off brand, but okay —

JAY

Yeah. Fucking loved Claire’s. Still do. What about it?

(There’s a pause.)

REMINGTON

(quietly)

Nothing. Claire’s is valid. You’re a lady of fine taste.

(REMINGTON and JAY are silent for a moment.)

REMINGTON

They called our bodies “hideous”. Did you hear that?

JAY

Yeah, that was uncalled for.

(They both chuckle a bit awkwardly.)

REMINGTON

Sorry for earlier. It was my fault.

JAY

(tensing back up)

Yeah, it was.

REMINGTON

You could’ve told me listening to your voices...hurt.

(pauses)

How does that even work?

JAY

Didn’t tell you ‘cause I knew you’d ask that.

(pauses, before sighing)

I’m...in a peculiar situation. See, once the voices started to manifest in my soul’s earlier hosts, they...joined groups, or organizations. Similar to this one, but more serious. Cult-ish, almost. They’d dedicate their shitty lives to preserving the goodness of the soul to continue the line of human hosts. One organization like that a good half of my voices was involved with — it was large and thriving and would track down new hosts.

REMINGTON

That’s cool, but why does that...cause pain?

JAY

See, look past the single word a voice presents itself as and you “unlock” the memories of that person. Over time, the more you listen to them, the more they become an interactive collection of memories — almost a voice that reacts to your thoughts.

REMINGTON

So you can talk to them?

JAY

I guess.

REMINGTON

Wack.

(pauses)

Still don’t get why that causes pain.

JAY

We’re humans. We’ve got a limited view of morality that’s shaped by our society. Our perception of “good” or “bad” is probably different than what ultimately is considered by the universe as “good” enough to give a soul a human life. And...some of my voices have views of good or bad that are...incredibly outdated.

REMINGTON

(knowingly, slyly)

Ohhhh.

JAY

What?

REMINGTON

Your voices probably tell you to...ah...hee hee.

JAY

(more frustrated)

What?

REMINGTON

To, ah,

(pauses)

Pray the gay away —

JAY

God.

REMINGTON

They detect your sinful lusty thoughts about the incredibly attractive woman sitting across from you and go “oh, no, dear Janette —“

JAY

Oh God.

REMINGTON

Yeah, don’t pretend I didn’t hear that! “Oh, Janette, you mustn’t! Thinking about holding hands before marriage was already stepping on the line, but this? Oh! Unacceptable!”

JAY

No.

(pauses)

Though in a weird way, you’re on the right track.

REMINGTON

Ha!

JAY

Not like that.

(pauses)

It’s a lot of things, combined. See, I, ah,

(sucks air through teeth, evidently uncomfortable)

don’t fully identify as female, I think. I mean, I use female pronouns, but...I don’t know. I don’t fucking know because I don’t have room to figure out who I am. Don’t even have my fucking brain to myself. It started when I was a kid, but, throughout the years, it’s just gotten worse and worse and now — they just...scream at me. And it’s fucking loud. It’s so fucking loud.

(7. Bad Luck.)

JAY

IF I THINK I’M SOMETHING OTHER THAN WHAT I’VE TOLD THE WORLD I AM,

I’VE GOT TEN VOICES TELLING ME OTHERWISE.

IF I DON’T EXACTLY STRIKE MYSELF AS A WOMAN OR A MAN,

EACH ONE OF THEM DOESN’T HESITATE TO PULVERIZE

WHATEVER CONCEPTION OF MYSELF I HAVE AN INKLING OF

THAT DOESN’T FIT THEIR TINY MIND.

YOU’RE LUCKY YOU HAVEN’T FREED YOUR VOICES YET.

YOU MIGHT NOT LIKE WHAT YOU FIND!

THESE TEN SUCKERS HAVE WASTED THEIR YEARS

LIVING LIKE BEES IN A HIVE,

TRAINED TO MAINTAIN THE SOUL’S PURITY.

WHAT A TERRIBLE WAY TO STAY ALIVE!

THEY’RE STUCK UP, SHITTY PEOPLE —

REMINGTON

EVEN JOYCE?

JAY

EVEN JOYCE.

YOU KNOW, IT FUCKING SUCKS TO BE A "CHOSEN ONE"

‘CAUSE IT JUST MEANS YOU NEVER GET ANY CHOICE!

THEY SAY "JAY! YOU’RE PART OF A LEGACY!”

“JAY! WITH YOUR HELP, WE’RE GONNA GO SO FAR!”

“JAY! THIS IS YOUR DESTINY!”

“C’MON, JUST PLAY YOUR TINY ROLE IN PRESERVING THIS SOUL.”

“JAY! YOU MUST STAY CLEAN AND PURE!

A HUMAN REINCARNATION WE GOTTA GUARANTEE!"

WELL, SORRY YOU GOT A HOST SO IMMATURE —

IT WAS YOUR BAD LUCK TO GET STUCK WITH ME.

AS A KID, I’D DO ANYTHING TO REBEL.

I’D STEAL SHIT AND I WOULD LIE.

I WAS A BIT OF AN ATTENTION WHORE, IF YOU COULDN’T TELL

AND I BET YOU CAN GUESS WHY.

TO PISS OFF THE VOICES, OF COURSE, JUST FOR FUN!

I’D NEVER REALLY BEEN FORGIVING.

THEY CALLED ME "ABOMINATION" SO I GAVE THEM ONE.

BEING AT WAR WITH YOURSELF’S A NEAT WAY OF LIVING.

OH, AND WAY BACK WHEN I WAS FOUR,

MY FATHER LEFT MY MOM AND ME.

HE THOUGHT I WAS A FREAK OR A BURDEN OR A CHORE;

MOST LIKELY, SOME COMBO OF THE THREE.

MY HOUSE GOT SET ON FIRE A FEW YEARS BACK

BUT THERE’S NO TIME FOR THAT STORY.

SUMMARY: MY MOM PERISHED IN THAT ATTACK.

IT WAS DEPRESSING AND A BIT GORY,

SO EVERYONE GOES

"JAY, WE’RE SO SORRY ABOUT IT!"

WELL, I DON’T NEED YOUR BULLSHIT APOLOGY!

AND DO YOU REALLY CARE HOW I FEEL? I DOUBT IT.

DREAM ON, YOU CUCK. YOU’RE FRESH OUTTA LUCK.

"JAY! YOU DIDN’T DESERVE IT!"

WHAT’S SAD IS I DON’T AGREE

NO ONE’S GOT THE GUTS TO ADMIT IT WAS JUST

THEIR BAD LUCK TO GET STUCK WITH ME!

I’M NATURE’S BAD LUCK CHARM.

STAY AWAY FROM ME, STAY AWAY FROM HARM.

UNLESS YOU’RE LOOKING FOR YOUR LIFE TO GET WORSE,

LEAVE ME ALONE.

I’M NATURE’S BAD LUCK CHARM.

STAY AWAY FROM ME, STAY AWAY FROM HARM.

YOU GOTTA TRUST ME ON THIS; IT’S LIKE A CURSE

SO LEAVE ME ALONE.

I’M NATURE’S BAD LUCK CHARM.

STAY AWAY FROM ME, STAY AWAY FROM HARM.

UNLESS YOU WANNA END UP A CORPSE IN A HEARSE,

LEAVE ME ALONE!

I’M NATURE’S BAD LUCK CHARM.

STAY AWAY FROM ME, STAY AWAY FROM HARM.

YOU GOTTA TRUST ME ON THIS; IT’S LIKE A CURSE

SO LEAVE ME ALONE!

"JAY! YOU’RE PART OF A LEGACY!”

“JAY! WITH YOUR HELP, WE’RE GONNA GO SO FAR!”

“JAY! THIS IS YOUR DESTINY!”

“C’MON, JUST PLAY YOUR TINY ROLE IN PRESERVING THIS SOUL.”

JAY! WHAT A FUCKED UP KID! ON THAT, EVERYONE CAN AGREE!

JAY! OH, I’M SORRY YOU DID,

BUT IT WAS BAD LUCK TO GET STUCK WITH ME.

(gesturing to REMINGTON, imitating her)

"JAY! DON’T YOU WANNA HANG OUT?”

“JAY! C’MON, LET’S GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER!"

(to REMINGTON)

CAN’T YOU GET MY SIGNS OR DO I HAVE TO SHOUT

“MOVE ON BECAUSE I’M JUST A WASTE OF YOUR TIME!’

"JAY, WHY ARE YOU BEING SO RUDE?"

I’M TRYING TO PROTECT YOU! CAN’T YOU SEE?

ANYONE AND EVERYONE I LOVE IS SCREWED!

IT’S ALWAYS BAD LUCK TO GET STUCK WITH ME!

IT’S ALWAYS BAD LUCK TO GET STUCK WITH ME!

IT’S ALWAYS BAD LUCK TO GET STUCK WITH ME!

[seblore]

Okay... Let’s do this.

All my life I used to watch clips of internet best friends meeting for the first time and being all watery eyed.... thinking how!? does that even happen?! But never in my life I thought that i would have the urge of meeting someone i talked to online. But you lot.... changed that. One day guys,, one day we will meet... in a cricket match, at a football match... or even bump in to each other in an old age home when we are old (umm wtf no). I am extremely dumb so please please please forgive me i missed you out.

@hadikathefangirl HADIKAPUUUU..... I.... i cant wait to meet you!!!!!! Never in my wildest dreams had I ever thought I would meet a Bangladeshi in this hellsite... let alone thinking our fandoms would be similar... i still can’t believe i found you over here. You are amazing, beautiful, cute, lovely and extremely supportive!!! I just.... LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!! Sorry if it sounds cringy or over the top, but I am so happy to have you in my life... Have an AMAZING new year!!!

Oh Cricfam! What can i even say about you! YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME (that’s.... umm... exaggerated) Yall are my life now (umm)😆 Each and everyone of you are EXTRAORDINARILY AMAZING. (now that’s not at all exaggerated) Nowadays every moment I’m thinking if anyone wrote anything in Cricfam oops 😝 I have my O levels coming up and I really really have to lower the amount of cricket i watch but it really doesn’t seem like i will be able to do that very easily thanks to yall 😆 I am SO LUCKY to be a part of this wonderful group of people! I love you all !! I have so much more to say but I don’t have time cuZ I SLEPT THE ENTIRE FREAKING DAY AGHH. Oh god do i have to tag everyone of you? So thank you @youreamonocoque (YOU! You are the first person i saw posting about cricket and I.... couldn’t believe it!! I love you 💕), @woakesy (WILL YOU ARE AS AMAZING AS ROOTY), @merryfinchmasandafazzynewyear (fazzy new year ❤️ ) @bailandonorris (you pretty pretty gurl) 🤪🤩 , @arymaest 👏, @knockmeforsix 👋 @suspicious-daydreamer 🙌, @queen-of-love-and-beauty 🙌🙌, @silverkasienka 🤩, @battingonjakku (I HAVE NEVER BEEN AS EXCITED FOR ANYTHING AS CRICFAM YEAR REVIEW!!! You are amazing)@freddi11 😍, @albiegeorge 😍🤩, @copperbutcherbird 😍🤩🥰, @solskjaersredarmy (GGMU BRO) , @musingsofadisastergay (I LOVE MY ICON AND I LOVE YOU), @pretendingtobeangry 😍😡 , @storm-alert 👋, @itsmillartime 👋, @jiminyneesham👋😍 , @eats-paint-for-fun 😘😍, @ofoceanandwaves👋🤩 , @what-is-this-random-stuff😍 , @j-ustkeepwalking (WE LOVE MARNUS LASAGNA AND I LOVE YOU) 🤩👏🙌,@lukesflaredpants 👋, @kittiesandhotguys 👋, @pufflehuffling 👋, @booksnotesandwickets👋 , @canoynmoon👋 , @itsevieboo 👋, @qaafiranaa (just remember you are A BABE 🤩😆😍), @pippitypippin 👋 and all others in the cricfam!!! Sorry it’s 11:42 now and i really gotta hurry 😝

All the Manchester United, Tottenham Hotspurs and Bayern Munich blogs out there, HI!! I am that girl who reblogs all of your posts during a match! 😆 All the football opinions i had ever heard was my father’s and now it feels great to know what others have to say as well and i agree with eveRY SINGLE ONE OF YOU!!! There are a lot of you so I’m not even gonna bother to tag any of you... Yall know who you are and if you dont... well you will the next time i reblog fifteen of your posts during a match 😋

You all made the last year of the decade so much more better!!! I love you all very much. Hope you all have an AMAZING 2020 ahead of you. May all of your wishes come true. HAVE A FANTASTIC NEW YEAR LADS!!! ��️