#FUCK DRAKE IM GLAD THIS IS HAPPENING TO HIM

[analogboii]

as someone who has hated drake for a long time, i am LIVING for kendrick dragging him rn. he was LOCKED and LOADED. thirty minute response time IS INSANE. he on that next level shit fr. i dont even listen to kendrick but damn that man chewed him up and spit him out. he left NO crumbs

[scarletackrmn]

I literally was so genuinely curious what they googled. My best assumption was

“Can someone without a spleen eat salami?” or just any foods that they cannot eat.

So I googled it. I did not know that about salami.

ALSO! because I started reading comics super late, did anyone in his family literally ever figure out/find out/happen upon the info of Tim missing an organ??

Wait I was rereading LoF, got to chapter 8 and realized something. Did Tim pick the salami off his panini due to his lack of spleen or just because he doesn’t like salami lol

spleen!! his family does not know he lost it so he just pretends to not like some foods teehee

[badtzbot]

sigh. go on then. drake.

i knew you cared about me....

How I feel about this character

my emotions about him are generally divided into 5 categories:

lust - not gonna get into it too much because this is tumblr not twt but uhhhh. he's 7 foot 8 inches. he's a dinosaur zoan.... he has a hybrid form. he has really good tits thighs and ass. all i'm saying is that i need him carnally

sobbing emojis - HIS FUCKING BACKSTORY OMFG. GODS. literally IM DEAD. i hope diez barrels is put through hell two billion times. i have extended headcanons about his time as an abused kid. i'm so so happy he was rescued. i can't believe he was nineteen there he was so small. im so glad that he's grown up now and (probably at least somewhat) recovered. i need the barrels pirates to be executed.

need to coddle him - i need to make him take a week off where he does nothing but experience joy. i want him to get over his trauma. i'm booking him a therapy session. im spooning him and washing his hair until he cries because he's never felt intimacy like that. i need him to be happy

need to bully him - his name is so stupid. "x drake" but it's pronounced "diez drake." he's a huge nerd about reptiles and ASTROPHYSICS. he's so large and so pathetic. he's a huge dweeb. he blushes and faints easily. he's weak to boobs. he's like if a mommas boy didnt have a momma. sengoku adopted him and he defected from the main marine force. he went undercover as a pirate and trafalgar clocked him in 0.2 secs as a narc. his pirate outfit is all leather which is both very distracting to me and very difficult to move in. he dual wields weapons that aren't normally dual wielded. his hair is the stupidest thing i've ever seen. he's a ginger. what is up with that weird ass pirate mask. his ship is literally just a painted over marine ship. i can't believe this guy he's such a dweeb

overwhelming love - i love him so much he's sweetie cutie of all time. i love him. he's 7'8. he's a dinosaur man. he faints when he sees boobs. i have only one figure and it's of him. he has such a strong moral compass. he's head of sword. he believes in real justice. he loves chicken and he hates eggs. he has two different birthdays. in the real world he would be a zookeeper. i LOVE HIM SO MUCH

he is my most specialest guy of all time.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

smoker, mostly. koby a little

My non-romantic OTP for this character

his relationship with the rest of SWORD in general is so cute. also putting drake and paulie in a room together has a lot of comedic potential because why are they Like That.

My unpopular opinion about this character

idk what the popular opinions about him are. that hes ugly? i agree tho he is a little bit ugly. but i still love him. ummmmm idk. the unpopular opinion is that i like him at all

oh also not a fan of drake and law? idk i just don't think law would fuck marines. except for One of them

also i don't think he's a daddy dom. he's my pathetic little princess

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

can i just get more of him in general. can we leave one piece and go to "life of diez drake" instead. that would be really good for me

[justallihere]

THE WAY YOU JUST DROPPED THE NEWEST CHAPTER OUT OF NOWHERE?????? EXCUSE ME ???? I was literally bored out of my mind and ignoring work responsibilities and then you dropped this? It was divine intervention.

so many thoughts so please bear with me

I appreciate how succinctly you wrapped up the Tecarus/luminary conversation. We don't need to spend unnecessary time reading more about him and his annoying niece (Cat not Syrena)

Drake fucking with Xaden has got to happen more often. I have this plot in my head, that Drake will just be "innocently" talking with Vi, and Vi knows what Drake is doing but plays along with it bc it annoys Xaden. Drake feels like that annoying older brother that just wants to fuck with the younger siblings in a good-natured way

Love me some DrakexMira moments... or well Drake staring at Mira and her not giving him the time of day. That's one of my favorite tropes ngl.

Xaden is so open and free with his smiles around Vi and I am equal parts disgusted and happy for him. I love and hate them your honor!!!!

IM SO GLAD WE GOT A SLOANE/DAIN MOMENT. Ngl I forgot abt them but when I read that part, I remembered the bit that didn't make it where Sloane was ogling Dain fighting Cam. man has a TYPE!!!! Poor guy likes her and Sloane is being a bit of a tsundere (idk if you know that term but she's being hot/cold)

I'm imagining the affronted/scandalized look on Vi's face when Xaden didn't share the tea about Dain+Sloane, meanwhile, Xaden just wants to kiss the shit out of her. I HATE THEM SO MUCH

Question: Did they have to imbue the wardstone like they did in canon, or was this assumed that it happened in the background (correct me if I'm wrong about my canon knowledge 💀)

Let me tell you, when I was screaming at poor Vi in canon when she skipped around in Warrick/Lyra's journals (I don't blame her, shes like what 21??? and stressed out her mind and everyone is also like in their early 21s) BUT I'm glad that in SITQ she started from the beginning.

The way I audibly GASPED when the guard was like "your mother is here". I was literally thinking a minute before, when the venin was threatening Violet, that theyre going to use her mother to lure her out (not that, that isn't in the realm of possibility) but I was worried for Liilth's health and safety after that threat. BUT MAMA SORRENGAIL IS BACK AND IM HERE FOR THE DRAMA.

I have this fear that Violet is going to potentially pull from the earth to save everyone.... bc that threat from the venin was ominous as HELL, but like that won't happen right?? right???????? RIGHT ALLI????

Questions

So like are we going to see Jack and Nolon make a comeback??? Bc fuck those two but if its for the plot then I guessss I can deal with it (i say this with uptmost respect and lets be real here. I will still eat up anything you post, I'm just being nosey)

are Mira and Bren going to make up? or is that like a background thing?

also will we see more of Mira and Drake (sorry i feel like im being extra nosey this time so just ignore these questions)

I gave a few hour warning this time!! I’ve been editing it for a week and I was over it lmao

Tecarus was a necessary evil for, like, one second, but Violet got what she needed and she wasn’t going to spend extra time entertaining him. And I wasn’t going to spend time writing drama with the fliers 😌

Drake is so FUNNY I love him, he’s an OC basically but if he ends up different in canon than I’ve imagined him I’m going to be irrationally upset. He’s just like “Xaden lighten up dude” and Xaden is going “please don’t ever look at my wife ever again” and Vi thinks it’s hilarious.

Mira has more thoughts about him than she lets on though 🙊 like she notices his attention for SURE

Sloane and Dain are so much fun (everyone say thank you @skyfallscotland for putting the idea in my head). Can’t wait to write more of them!! Violet is so offended though, like this is information she wanted to know?? And Xaden’s like it serves zero purpose?? Let her gossip idk

Re: imbuing yeah yeah that’s a thing for sure in canon, but I need sleep and a beta reader sooooo. . . pretend it happened at some point, I’ll go back later and add something in about that lmao 😁👍🏻

Lilith is back!!!! I have been waiting for Lilith to be back 😩 family drama next chapter, pray for Violet’s sanity. The venin are venin-ing, we gotta up the stakes a lil because we’re almost to the end

Nolon and Jack and their roles are still a bit up in the air, I’m still working out the specifics of what they’ll do. Mira & Brennan and Mira & Drake are also a toss up, but only because I want to write another one shot in this universe from Mira’s POV and I’m trying to decide what will make it on page in sitq and what I’ll save for that

Thank you as always babe!!!

[ishikawayukis]

fr anxiety has been a little shit but I think I’m managing lately, could definitely be worse lol but I’m glad you’re doing better!! :’)

es que a veces la gente realmente me sorprende con lo ciega que decide estar JAJAJAJAJAJA literal en wano mostraron tantos momentos que te demuestran cuánto realmente se aprecian y respetan pero la gente solo se fija en “okay pero quién es más fuerte porque entonces el otro no sirve” kskfbekfj??!!? I’m so done with these people I might throw hands one day lol

JAJAJAJAJAJA por un momento me sentí mal pero luego recordé “la verdad es que me tomó casi un año creo que si logré controlarme” JAJAJAJA ALSO THE FREAKING DRUMS DAMMITTTT🗣️‼️‼️‼️ yo sabía que en wano tenía que aparecer gear 5 y pues por los fanarts me imaginé que Joyboy era el nombre como Snakeman or whatever PERO CUANDO LLEGA ZUNESHA Y DICE “I can hear them, it’s been so long” o algo así yo dije juepuya hoy si JAJAJAJAJAJA that was truly amazing I loved it, the animation was *chef’s kiss* literal volví a ver ese momento como unas tres veces porque amo la animación de g5🫶🏽 pero si Luffy el mc ideal, nadie más tonto e inteligente que él JAJAJA

istg it is a challenge to ignore them and remind yourself that they’re literally not understanding the plot or the characters at all, pero la recompensa es de vez en cuando ver teorías locas y reírte porque no, no va a pasar pero que matado de risa que esta fue su conclusión amigos JAJAJAJAJ Franky is the best I sweaaaar necesito más momentos de Franky, Soul King, Jinbe, idk I have a soft spot and respect for all the over 30 strawhats they are everything🫶🏽

si cuando volví a ver ese primer episodio de thriller bark y Luffy de una invitando a Brook sin saber nada de él me mató de risa otra vez JAJAJAJAJAJA like I remember I did find everything funny and nonsensical as always, pero volverlo a ver me dio más risa porque es recordar que Luffy solo viene por las vibes y la verdad es lo que deberíamos de hacer, vivir la vida y disfrutarla sin tener que tomarla en serio 24/7

YES YES YES LITERALLY THE MAGIC GIRL TREATMENT🫶🏽✨ amé ese momento tanto y efectivamente le sigue cuando Hawkins y Drake lo ven e inmediatamente “bro is that THE stealth black??? IM FIGHTING STEALTH BLACK??✨” JAJAJAJAJAJAAJ los verdaderos fanboys, Oda por favor dame más momentos así JAJAJAJA Y SI AAAAAAAA cuando Sanji empezó a tener su breakdown yo literal queriendo que cualquiera apareciera y le diera una cachetada y luego un abrazo porque no, ya establecimos que te queremos por ser tú ya BASTA JAJAJAJA más con la promesa que hizo con Zoro ay no, yo asumí que concluyeron que ya no bc I want to be delusional and happy that nothing bad is going to happen JABJAJAJ más que le dice “I came back from hell to kill you” OKAY??? JUST FOR HIM THO?????? cómo ser Sanji para que Zoro regrese de la muerte por mí la verdad 😔✌🏽 JAJAJAJAJAJ

if you end up throwing hands please let me know so that i can join you LMAO

casi un año es lo normal diría yo AJJAJA i just went a little insane and had a lot of free time and didn't want to Think LMAO the gear5 animation is honestly the best fucking thing and soooooo so luffy too, and can you believe once again that the dudebros hate it because it's "too goofy and not serious enough" like my guys pLEASE none of you are allowed to watch this show anymore

i just knoooooooow franky, brook, jinbe and robin all have a little 30+ group that no one else is allowed to join where they rest from their captain's nonsense and zosan constant fighting for a little while LMAO

literally oda give us more silly moments and my life is yours LMAO noooooo esq esa promesa y zoro literal diciendo volví sólo por ti? i know what you are 👁👁 but also soooo many people do think is gonna end up happening and i'm like hey man why do you love pain, why are you like this who hurt you man

[ichorink]

what do you think about howard and orc?

I love orc so much i genuinely think hes a great guy. Before I started rereading the books I remembered I used to like him a lot, but then when I read Gone again i couldnt stand him i thought he was awful skdjsk but now that im up to Light i love him again and im glad hes redeemed himself, yeah he fucked up a bunch but this dude has no malicious intent. Still haven’t been able to reread Light but I know what’s gonna happen so. cant wait to cry :,)

I thought him turning to Christianity near the end of the series was a little random but at the same time he’s always looked up to Astrid a lot so it kinda does make sense? especially since astrid was never open about her struggle with losing her own faith during the fayz

Same kinda goes for Howard, i didnt really like him at the start but I did like him a lot more leading up to Fear and i did get kinda sad when drake killed him just cause nobody else seemed to care except orc😭😭

[vhs-ghost]

Opinions on Ducktales (2017) Villains:

(im adding a Keep Reading because its very long lol)

Overarching Season Villains:

Magica: she was an amazing villain in season 1 imo. The whole Lena thing, how she was controlling her, it was great. The shadow war was pretty good. She was also funny and I enjoyed her interactions with Scrooge and all. After her defeat tho, she was hella annoying. She also looks better green. She peaked in season 1. Phantom and The Sorceress was like one of my least favorite episodes.

Lunaris: so I hate the moon plot so FUCKING much. However, I did find Lunaris to be a great villain. I am naive and trusting, so the twist got me (Lance Reddick also played Broyles on Fringe and so I would have trusted him with my life. Therefore, I did not expect him to be evil). I thought was very threatening as a villain as well. I just hate. The. Moon. Plot.

F.O.W.L: they were extremely interesting at first and now I’m just bored. Hope something neat happens tho. They were discovered too easily. Black Heron: amazing design. Definitely chaotic evil. Interesting. Bradford: enjoyed the twist villain aspect. Interesting character. The definition of lawful evil.

Other Villains:

Mark Beaks: they should have leaned more into crazy rather than cringey. He was legitimately threatening once upon a time. Now he’s just annoying as hell.

Glomgold: funny. Love his rivalry with Scrooge. The scene at Scrooge’s “funeral” will forever be the funniest Ducktales scene.

Don Carnage: I never watched Talespin, so he’s not nostalgic for me. He’s kinda funny. His first episode was entertaining. I love that he hates Dewey. I could take him or leave him tho.

Ma Beagle: absolutely annoying. Hate anytime she or the beagle boys are in an episode.

Doofus Drake: what a creepy fucking child. Keep him away from all people (especially Louie) and get him some fucking therapy PLEASE.

Rockerduck: I remember so little about him. I just remember him being annoying and weird.

Zeus: he’s just a dick. His children are the sweetest, tho.

Darkwing Villains:

Jim/Negaduck: he was so threatening. That episode is what got me to watch Darkwing Duck in the first place and I have to say I was disappointed that his character in the original show didn’t have as interesting of a backstory as this Negaduck. “They want grim and gritty huh? Happy to play the part,” and then his LOOK at the CAMERA with his CRAZY FUCKING EYES??? 1000000/10. I’m disappointed he just stayed in the sewers for the whole series and we’ll never see him again. Wasted potential.

Steelbeak: annoyingly stupid at times. But his design SLAPS. His voice is good. I prefer this voice for him (and this VA is know for playing rather strange characters) and like I love Rob Paulson but his og Steelbeak voice was annoying. I didn’t actually watch many og Darkwing episodes with Steelbeak so I don’t feel cheated by his character or anything.

Taurus Bulba: really interesting and innovative character choice for him in Ducktales. I preferred everything about him in this one to his Darkwing counterpart. I wasn’t even sure he’d still be a villain, that’s how good it was. Just good takes all around.

The Fearsome Four: I wish they had stayed in St. Canard. Who are Drake, LP, and Gos even fighting??? Splatter Phoenix?? Anyway, I was SO happy to see my boys. Quackerjack: my favorite. He looked the same, had the same VA, and got a lot of screen time. I can’t complain at all. Liquidator: I don’t know why they made him like buff in this one. Made him look weird. I also missed the watery effect behind his voice. Still had great salesperson lines. Megavolt: had good lines. Sounded the same but I know it wasn’t the same VA. Translated well to the Ducktales style. Bushroot: they did him SO dirty with his look being inspired by Twin Beaks. I know his VA passed but like, they really did Dr. Reginald Bushroot dirty. Tho I’m glad his backstory was at least talked about.

[nike-shawn]

Bad Boy, Part I

A/N: for those who have been following me for a while and have waited actual years for this series... here ya go. 

Have ideas or questions for this AU? Tell me

i. 

Your heart is pounding so hard you can hear it as you scramble to throw Shawn’s belongings into any suitcase, backpack or grocery bag you can find, gathering it all in a heap and not bothering to even flatten it down before zipping the luggage and moving on to the next thing. Tears are streaming down your face and all you can do is sob, sob, sob, as you hear the sirens get closer. Your hands shake with the terrible tremors that come with nerves, so you struggle to even pick things up properly.

Shawn is sitting at the edge of the bed, staring at the wall. He has nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants on and his hair is still messy from sleep. You choke a little on your tears as you say, “help me!” No response. You throw one of his shoes at his back to get his attention. “Fucking help me!”

No response.

You can’t keep your cries quiet anymore as you throw the packed suitcase at his feet and shove a backpack into his hands. “Just take it,” you tell him desperately, “take it and leave right now Shawn.” He doesn’t move. You shake him by the shoulders, though your hands are trembling so bad it barely moves him at all. “Leave!”

He starts to shake his head. “It’s not worth it.”

“Fuck that!” you scream, tugging on his hand. He doesn’t stand, doesn’t even shift from his spot on the edge of the mattress. You can feel yourself absolutely falling apart. You suddenly feel so tired, like you’ve given everything you could possibly give and this was it. This is the end of it.

Sobs ripping through your body, you slump over against the wall in front of him, trying with everything in you to just catch your breath so you can tell him the things you’ve always wanted to tell him. You keep thinking about whether you’d ever get to say anything to him again. You’re thinking about a trial, about handcuffs, about jail-cells, about—

Shawn’s hand rests lightly on your head. His fingertips tangle in your hair. “I’ll be fine,” he says, but you can tell from the tone of his voice that he doesn’t even believe himself.

It makes you mad, the way he’s just letting this happen, as if he doesn’t have options. Your throat hurts from the constant pressure of your grief. You’re shaky, dejected, tired.

And when Shawn gets up and walks towards the sirens, you don’t let yourself follow.

You curl in on yourself, your fingertips digging so deeply into your calves that you can already feel bruises forming, and you keep yourself there.

There’s shouting and sirens and everything else but you keep yourself there.

Until a gunshot rings through the house.

***

You’re newly 19.

Shawn slides a cupcake across the card-table to you. It has a single pink candle in the middle, sunk down in the cake, wax already gathering at the very top. You push your hair behind your ears and close your eyes, a smile hinting at the edges of your lips, and you wish against all hope that you pass your final tomorrow morning. And then, as a slight afterthought, wish that you and Shawn stay together for a while.

You blow out the candle. Shawn waves away the smoke as not to alert the easily spooked dorm fire alarms and leans down to put a light kiss on your lips. As you start to pull away, he grips your shoulders and pulls you back in, slipping his tongue between yours.

“Happy birthday, Doll,” he says against your lips. “Here’s to many, many more with you.” He punctuates each ‘many’ with another peck to your pout, then pulls away with a smile. He takes up his original spot in the folding chair across from you and waves to the uneaten cupcake. “Go ahead. It’s all yours.”

“It’s got peanut butter in it,” you tell him.

He raises his eyebrows. “Right…”

You lean forward a bit, hinting that you’re looking for something more. The poor boy looks at you with the blankest stare. “I’m allergic to peanuts.”

“Oh, f*ck,” he mutters, immediately jumping to his feet and throwing the cupcake into the trash. “I’m so sorry, Doll, I completely forgot—”

“Hey, don’t worry about it,” you laugh. “Don’t worry about it.”

Shawn tries to rake his fingers through his curls but there’s already a twisted bandana holding them back. “I’m really so sorry.”

You rise from your chair, shake your head and bury it in his shirt, wrapping your arms around his torso. “It’s really fine.” He smells like a mix of laundry detergent and cigarette smoke.

He’s tense for only a moment before he allows his shoulders to drop, his cheek resting on the top of your head as his hand settles into your back jeans pocket. The two of you start to sway, Shawn humming a bit, singing along to that new Drake song he’d just played in the car on the way back to your dorm from his house. His voice is low and calming.

The lock on the door clicks and you two break apart.

“Happy birthday— oh.” Naomi looks slightly disappointed as she notices Shawn’s presence. “Sorry to interrupt.”

Shawn clears his throat and takes a step back from you. “Hey Naomi. Sorry if you guys had plans, Im headed out now anyways.”

“You don’t have to go, Shawn,” you say, trying your best not to sound whiny and desperate in front of Naomi who already looks impatient, tapping her white Adidas against the tile.

Shawn smiles and assures you it isn’t a big deal and that he’ll “be back for dinner.” He waves goodbye to Naomi and makes sure to softly close the dorm door behind him.

Naomi’s smile suddenly reappears full force, as if it had never disappeared. “Alrighty, birthday girl. What are we doing tonight?”

You hide your disappointment as you hop up on your bed and pick at the seam in the mattress. You tell her that you don’t want to do much at all— “we can do a movie?”

Naomi nods absentmindedly. She starts to dig around in her backpack and your stomach turns at the sound of glass bottle against glass bottle. So that’s where she went, you think, watching with a cocked eyebrow as she pulls a Tito’s bottle from the bag. She turns around and shakes it to catch your attention. “Movie night with a bit of Tito’s?”

You weigh the options in your head. You and Shawn are going to dinner in a few hours, but he already told you he had work obligations after your dinner so you’ll be in your dorm with Naomi, either giving in to her boozy movie night or fighting off her constant pleas to go out to the bars with whatever boy is chasing her these days.

Neither sounds appealing.

You force a smile. “Mr. Tito can have a spot in front of the T.V.”

Naomi cheers a little and places the bottle on her desk. You wonder how she gets anything done— it’s a Thursday night, and she has class tomorrow at 9am. And when Naomi goes out, she doesn’t just hit a couple bars and call it quits. She stays out until the sun comes up, stumbles home alone (despite your continuous pleas for her to call an uber or just call you), and pukes until she can get up, wipe her mouth, and basically collapse in her 9am Econ class.

“So,” Naomi starts, “what was Shawn up to?” She looks skeptical. She’s fighting to keep her face under control but she’s never been one for theatrics— her pursed lips and fiddling fingers give it all away.

You shift a bit in your spot on the side of the bed. “He just stuck around for a second to give me a birthday cupcake.”

Naomi nods along. “Mhmm,” she hums. “And you were at his house earlier today?”

You start to feel like you were being interrogated. “Yes?” You say, irritation coloring your words. “Is that a problem?”

“Calm down. God,” Naomi replies, laughing a bit through her nose to lighten the conversation. “I’m just asking. You never let me know where you are so sometimes I get worried.”

You want to call her out on her bullshit, want to tell her that there are stretches of three or four nights where you have no idea where she is, either. But you don’t. You just nod and announce that you’re going to get ready for dinner. It’s not for another two hours, but you need any excuse to leave the dorm.

You walk to one of the many community sinks and splash water on your face to wake yourself up. You start to hum along to that Drake song, the one Shawn got stuck in your head, and you start to think that maybe you’ve gone crazy because you hear Shawn’s voice, not inside your head, but down the hall. It’s slightly hushed, as if he’s trying not to bother someone, and it’s low enough that you can’t make out what he’s saying. You almost go into the hall and find him, ask him who’s on the phone, but then there’s another, louder, slightly familiar voice that is joining Shawn’s mumbles.

“Thank you so much, man,” the other voice says. “I just call this number?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Shawn says. “Don’t forget this time or the job’s gone. He was pissed the first time.” There’s some small amount of humor in Shawn’s voice as not to sound rude or intrusive, but the words obviously held meaning. His voice is no longer hushed and you hear them exchange goodbyes, the other voice saying that he’s glad he ran into Shawn, and then the elevator dings and you know Shawn left.

The other voice begins to walk towards you. You hear the footsteps get increasingly louder on the tile. So you resume your examination of your face in the mirror, pretending to be extremely interested in the blackhead on your nose, and as the man passes by you only see a flash of blonde hair. He’s moving quickly, almost like he knew you were scoping out his face.

You didn’t think you knew him, but his voice was so familiar. Maybe you just recognize it from the many useless floor meetings your RA calls—perhaps he’s even in one of your classes. But something about the whole situation makes the hair on the back of your neck stand on end. What were they talking about?

Their conversation coupled with Naomi’s ever-present skepticism is enough for your stomach to turn. Part of you wants to run to the elevator and chase Shawn down, demand he tell you exactly what’s going on, but you don’t. You know you can trust him. He’s a good guy. Although you two have only been dating for a few months, you know that he’s reliable and honest. Shawn was just offering this guy a job. Right? You splash some more water on your face.

Yes, you tell yourself. You’re being crazy. It’s just a job.

Right?

Right.

***

Dinner with Shawn was fine.

He noticed you were quiet. He would tap your nose flirtatiously, saying something like “cats got your tongue?” or “did you not like your food?” You would just force a laugh and assure him that you were stressed about your test or that you were tired. He didn’t believe you. He would push some more before sensing that he wasn’t going to get anywhere and drop the subject. After a while, you saw the tension in his hand as he gripped his glass. He was stressed, or angry, or something in between.

Fine. You were stressed and angry too.

Dinner with Shawn was fine. Just fine.

He drops you off in front of your dorm. You don’t kiss him goodbye. He doesn’t really seem to care. He drives off.

Fine.

You lean against the wall in the elevator after pressing the button and mindlessly scroll through your phone. The doors begin to close but someone thrusts their hand between the doors so they abruptly open again. You briefly look up out of habit, but your eyes linger once they catch the man’s face. A bruised eye, a cut lip, a bump on his forehead. You try to be discreet, but the space is so small and there isn’t anything to pretend to distract yourself with. He’s handling the pain well, from what you can tell. His hands are shoved in his pockets and his face is devoid of anything that would hint to you that he needed medical attention.

Surface wounds, then. Maybe he was robbed. Maybe the thugs just ruffed him up enough so he was too distracted to call the cops right away. Or maybe he fell off his bike. There were a million things could explain his wounds but for some reason you were completely taken aback. And his hair, his hair was similar to the hair of the man you saw in the hall earlier today.

The doors open and he swiftly exits the elevator. You follow him down the hall, stopping outside of your door and turning the lock but waiting for a moment, looking after him to watch him go into his own room. It’s the one two doors down.

When his door closes, yours opens abruptly. Your heart jumps.

“What are you doing?” Naomi asks, looking in the direction you were only to see an empty hallway. Her face is scrunched up in annoyance, like your curiosity somehow inconveniences her.

“Sorry. I was just staring, I guess.” You shrug, pushing past her into your shoebox of a room. Naomi has the cartable covered in red solo cups, signifying an awaiting game of beer pong, and she’s dressed in a tube top and high-waisted, ripped jeans. You look down at your own outfit and frown. You and Shawn went to a nicer restaurant, so you’re wearing that old gap dress that your mom got you for your birthday a while ago.

You look like you just came back from church, and she looks like she’s about to go to Diddy’s birthday party.

“Get changed. We’re going to Mario’s to get margs and then to that bar on eighth, the new one.”

It’s not up for discussion, then. Anger builds in your chest, but you fight it down. She’s trying to entertain you in the only way she knows how. She doesn’t mean to be rude.

You get changed, down a couple shots of that Tito’s and add more black eyeliner. There’s a knock on the door and Naomi opens it to reveal Jeffrey, that guy who bought an uber for her once and whom she now regards as some kind of frat boy Prince Charming. He looks stupid. He’s wearing a button-down Hawaiian shirt and khakis.

Whatever.

They start to play a flirty game of beer pong. Each time Naomi makes a shot, Jeffrey pretends to be upset and pout like a fucking three-year-old until Naomi kisses it away.

Once the kissing turns into a make-out session that ends up with Naomi pushing all the cups to the floor and sitting on the edge of the card table, you say “I’m ready to go, c’mon,” and grab your jacket off the back of your desk chair, leaving without checking to see if they’re following you.

You’re just so… annoyed. Your birthday is dictated by everything besides what you want to do. Naomi couldn’t give less of a fuck about what you like to do, you made Shawn mad, and you spent half the day worrying about some kid you’ve never met before.

And you have a stupid final tomorrow.

You’re embarrassed. You look so dumb in your tiny cut-off t-shirt and jeans that are much too tight with holes that are much too big. You have so much black eyeliner around your eyes that people could mistake you for a racoon. Your boyfriend bought you a cupcake you couldn’t eat because, oh yeah, it had the one thing in the world you can’t eat.

The elevator dings and you step forward as the doors begin to ease open.

“Oh, hey,” Shawn says as he almost runs right into you coming out of the car. “What are the chances of seeing you here?” he jokes, his smile wide and nothing at all reminiscent of his earlier expressions. He changed from earlier, now dressed in your university’s football team’s jersey and black jeans. He seems to catch on that your mood from dinner hasn’t gone away. “What’s up? Naomi said we’re all going out for your birthday.”

You nod and push past him into the elevator. Of course, he follows you.

“Seriously, what’s wrong,” he said, exasperated. “You’ve been pissed off all night.”

You lean your head back against the wall and cross your arms over your exposed stomach. “I’m just mad that Naomi planned this without telling me.”

“It was a surprise, baby.”

You take a deep breath. “I told her I just wanted a movie night.”

“She’s just trying to do something nice.”

“I get it, Shawn,” you say, anger building in your voice, “but she completely went against what I wanted to do for my birthday—”

You stop. Shawn’s finger was pressing the close-door button so the elevator could begin its descent, but your eye caught the discoloration on his knuckles and your mind went blank. He follows your eyes and laughs. “Did you see these?” he asks. “I thought I was super macho and didn’t need gloves at the gym. Boxed Jaimie without them. Stupid idea.”

You hum your recognition of his excuse, but panic was building inside of you. You knew your hands were going to start to shake so you pull your jacket closer around your body and you leave the elevator quickly, pacing ahead of Shawn. He’s close on your heels and your anxiety peaks.

The bruises on his knuckles. The bruises on that kid’s face. The hair. The conversation.

You realize that you don’t know your boyfriend at all.

Not at all.

A/N: What do you think will happen next? What do you want to happen next? Tell me!

Requests are open for blurbs, so ask away!

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radio silence (chapter 1: misunderstandings)

twinyards week - day 1!!!! im going to be compiling these all in an ao3 fic at the end of the week, because they’ll all be the same au, and ((mostly)) in chronological order. 

i hope u enjoy!  

tw warning for child sexual and physical abuse, self harm, canon-typical violence, swearing, homophobia (aaron and andrew ((and nicky))’s backstories)

*

Ever since Andrew could remember—which was pretty much forever—he’d had an imaginary friend.

Well, sort of. His imaginary friend was a very distinct voice in his head called Aaron, who didn’t like his mother because she would always hit him, and leave him locked in his room whilst she went off with needles and men. Andrew was sometimes perplexed at how specific his imagination could be.

Aaron knew about Samuel, and James, and Harrison, because Andrew had told him, hidden away in a small, dark closet with his body shaking and aching. Why do they touch you? Aaron had asked, sounding upset. Probably because Andrew was upset, too.

I don’t know, his seven-year-old self had whimpered, lost and scared and alone. I don’t know.

Imaginary friends fell out of fashion pretty fast when Andrew finally went to school: Andrew Doe, the foster kid. Andrew Doe, the weirdo who talked to himself. Don’t go near the short one: He’s a freak.

He spent his time instead in the small, decrepit libraries that those schools had to offer, hiding in the corner with a book that was probably too hard for him to read but he didn’t care: He waddled through it, Aaron asking about what happened at the end of every chapter. He couldn’t read as well as Andrew could. Probably because he wasn’t real.

It was the realisation that Aaron was most certainly a detailed, intricate figure of Andrew’s imagination that forced him to stop talking to him. This lasted for years: The silence was almost echoey in Andrew’s head as he moved from home to home, none of them any good.

Until Cass.

She was warm and gentle. She baked him cookies and taught him how. Richard took him to the movies and drove him too and from school. They were the kindest people Andrew had ever met, and Andrew clung onto them fervently.

Then Drake, their son, came home. He was tall and broad shouldered and smiled like a wolf: He pinned Andrew down into the mattress and Andrew wished his pillows would just swallow him. Mornings were spent squirrelling away bloodied sheets and staring at himself in the mirror as hopeless tears rolled over young adolescent cheeks. Why me? He’d thought, desperate. Why me?

Andrew, Aaron said, astonished after all the years of radio silence. Is that you?

“You’re not real.” Andrew whispered. “You’re not real.”

Is something wrong? Something has to be wrong. Are you hurt?

Andrew ignored him in favour of finding the razor tucked under the spare face clothes in the sink’s spare drawer. When he climbed into the shower, he watched the water dilute his blood, and thought of the way that everything had a cost.

*

Officer Phil Higgins was an overbearing man who knew Andrew from a program for troubled kids within his area, where he gathered them all into a circle and forced them into bonding activities. Board games. Backyard baseball. ‘Buddy’ forming activities. Andrew was required to go, due to his ‘lacking social skills’, but he almost never participated. The pig never pushed him, never asked why he wore black long-sleeves in the middle of a Californian summer and never encroached on Andrew’s personal space, which was why Andrew continued to put up with the man’s antics.

The only actual conversation he and the pig ever had was when the man held Andrew back after one afternoon session, much to Andrew’s irritation.

“I went to a baseball game on the weekend,” he said, like it was something Andrew wanted to hear. “I met someone very interesting.”

Andrew stepped out of his space and made for the exit: When Phil said “Andrew, please listen,” he stood, the revolted shudder making the entire frame of his body tremble. He glanced over his shoulder for merely a second, but the officer took his chance. “I met a boy just like you. He looked identical to you. I think you might have been separated in the system at birth. His name is Aaron.”

That was enough for Andrew, who sprinted away from Phil’s curious gaze. In a brief lapse of control, he silently yelled at Aaron: You’re real?

Yes. Are you?

Yes, Andrew thought, devastated.

I met a police officer, today. He said that you’re real, Andrew. That you’re here, in California. Are you? Can I see you?

Fuck off, Andrew snarled, wishing he could run away from the voice inside his own fucking head. He didn’t want Aaron anywhere near the Spear family, with Cass’s gentle hugs and Richard’s genuine laughs. He didn’t want Aaron near Drake’s malicious intentions, facing the same fate that Andrew did every night. Fuck off, don’t talk to me, don’t come near me.

Andrew—

Andrew shut himself inside his bedroom and made a feral snarling noise, wishing he could cut Aaron out of his head. Rain splattered carelessly against the small window of the bathroom, so uncharacteristic of California’s sunny skies and relentless cheer that he had to look away.

Everything was wrong. Everything was so wrong.

It wasn’t until the pig himself came over and explained to Cass and Richard what had happened that Andrew decided to do something preventative: From the hallway, Drake grinned, fisting a tuft of Andrew’s hair in his too-tight grasp.

“We’ll have so much fun together,” He whispered against the shell of Andrew’s ear. “The three of us. Won’t that be exciting?”

That night, Andrew crept out with a flask of gasoline from Richard’s shed and a box of matches before Drake could sneak his way into Andrew’s room, walking to his school under the veneer of darkness.

He watched the baseball pitch burn, sitting in the batter’s cage and letting the heat lick his sweat from his skin. When the police arrived he went gladly.

“Don’t let there be any more kids,” Andrew insisted as he was being shoved into a cruiser. Phil Higgins looked at him, perplexed. “Promise me that there won’t be anymore.”

“Andrew, what are you talking about?”

It was useless. He burrowed into the corner of the police car and let the cool metal of his handcuffs around his bloody wrists draw him out of his head.

He did it for Aaron. He did it for the voice in his head, who could be real after all.

If that didn’t make him insane, he didn’t know what did.

*

The first time Andrew and Aaron met—in the parking lot of the Seattle Juvenile Detention Facility—they’d just stared at each other. Their mother had been too sick to come all the way to greet him, something about a chronic illness that probably wasn’t very chronic. Instead Luther and Maria, and their squirrelly son Nicholas, welcomed Andrew with open arms.

“We’re very glad to have you,” Luther said.

“Let’s go home,” Maria insisted.

They sat in the back of the rental car, venturing back to the airport with Nicky sitting purposefully between the two brothers. Forever an ice-breaker.

Andrew? Aaron asked, hesitantly. Andrew looked out the window. Please—I just want to know if I’m actually insane or not.

I hate that word, Andrew said, scathingly. Aaron looked down to where his hands were entangled in his lap.

Sorry, he said, and actually sounded like he meant it. He was kinda pathetic. Andrew finally looked around Nicky at his brother, who caught his eye. Aaron was littered with bruises and sickly pale, even if he tried to cover it up with his loose polo shirt.

Does she hurt you? Andrew asked.

Andrew—

I asked you a fucking question.

Slowly, Aaron nodded. Andrew settled back into his chair and glared at the seat in front of him, Maria’s tangle of curls peeking through the gap between the chair’s headrest and body, wondering what kind of woman Tilda Minyard would be, to give up one son and not the other, and then treat the one she had like shit. Ideas wafted across the empty expanse of his mind, forcefully blank to avoid exploitation.

That was fine. Andrew would cross that bridge when he came to it.

*

“No.” Andrew said. It was the first time Andrew had ever spoken to Luther, six months since being initiated into the Minyard-Hemmick household. He’d spent that time convincing Aaron of his plan to get rid of their biological mother, who continued to hit Aaron even when Andrew warned her not to. Aaron didn’t want his mother to die. 

(She’s family, Andrew, he’d said silently. She’s family. Andrew had just looked at him and reminded him that he was family, and that they had always been there for each other, and that there was no way he’d leave Aaron now.) 

“No?” Luther inquired. “But Cass and Richard would love to see you. They were very shocked when you were arrested. They’d wanted to adopt you, Andrew.”

“No.” Andrew insisted, voice hoarse. “You do not let them anywhere near Aaron.”

Luther still wasn’t sold. “Why not?”

“Drake - he -” Raped me. Because someone always was. 

Luther’s smile was beseeching and patronising, and drained every last rivulet of energy from within Andrew, who was exhausted and angry at the world. He’d just found his family - why was fate so insistent on tearing it away from him again? 

“I’m sure it was just a misunderstanding, Andrew.”

Misunderstanding. Misunderstanding. Misunderstanding. 

Right. Of course. 

Andrew turned on his heel and marched out of Luther’s perfect little living room, where he was sat on the white linen couches with a cup of tea and his little wooden cross on the mantelpiece. By the time Andrew had grabbed his coat from the Hemmick’s pristine entrance corridor and ignored Maria’s inquiry about staying for dinner, the plan was already in place. 

People always underestimated the lengths to which Andrew would go to protect what little family he had: He supposed that lack of insight about Andrew’s limits would come in handy when orchestrating everything under their noses. The only person who knew him, really, was Aaron, but he spent most of his time hooked up on their mother’s shit to read whatever Andrew was up to now. 

Andrew would kill Tilda. Nicky would come back from Germany. Luther would forget all about the Spears, and Aaron would be safe. 

Perfect.  

*

twin telepathy!!!

(is dark rn im sorry but i promise we’ll get through all the canon stuff and then explore their relationship post-canon and get to that SWEET SWEET DOMESTICITY, i promise anon :ppp )

[msjr0119]

Hold On

Part 20- I can’t lose you

Nobody got injured at the Homecoming ball, they all get separated into different safe houses- for safety.

Riley and Drake had confirmed that they had feelings for each other, however Drake believed Riley should be with Liam. Heartbroken, she moves back to New York. Only keeping in touch with Hana, Maxwell and Olivia.

Riley meets lawyer, Nate Cooper and begins a relationship with him. In Cordonia, Drake begins to court Kiara.

Nine months after Riley had left Cordonia- there is a reunion, but not the reunion the friends had hoped for.

*Characters belong to Pixelberry*

If you are under 18 please do not read this series. If you do you are consenting that you are over the age.

Series warnings: Suicide, domestic abuse, swearing, stabbing, smut 🍋. If any of these triggers affect you do not read!

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******

Kiara didn’t know how to react, she didn’t need a man- she was the heir to her estate, she was intelligent, why was she obsessed with Drake? When she was younger she always fantasied about being with the muscly commoner. Everyone looked down their noses at the Walker’s after Jackson tragically passed away. But not Kiara. She stayed civil with everyone, she taught Savannah Walker french before she abruptly left. Doing this, she had hoped it would bring her and Drake closer.

Kiara’s daydream was shortly interrupted, her head turned towards the wooden door swiftly like a meerkat. Drake’s body froze, his hand remained on the door knob. The vein in her neck became distended- she definitely didn’t trust the two of them now.

“WALKER! SIT DOWN!”

“Kiara, you have a problem with me not Drake. You and I can sort this. Just let him go. When the atmosphere is better, you two can sort this out. I’m sure he will forgive you. Right Drake?”

“Have you lost your brain cells Brooks? No chance in hell am I forgiving her!”

Riley grabbed Kiara’s hand, holding it tightly. Her baby blues, fixated on the insecure woman stood in front of her.

“Kiara, he doesn’t mean it he’s angry. You’re angry. Just both calm down. We can get through this.”

“We? Because you’re always involved aren’t you Riley.”

“I- I meant you two can sort it out. I promise you Ki, that I won’t tell anyone. I’ll just say to Liam that I was tired so I went straight to bed. It’s the first time I’ve drank alcohol in weeks- it’s a reliable story. Please. What else can I do to persuade you?”

“You should have never come back! You don’t belong here.”

Riley hated how everyone treat her using her commoner status. Everyone is equal she believed. No matter what status they had.

“Maybe I don’t belong here, maybe it was fate that I’m here. But between you and Madeleine, you two belong elsewhere too! You both need your heads looking at!”

“Brooks! Keep that big American mouth of yours shut!”

“Fuck you Walker! We wouldn’t be in this situation if you kept your dick in your pants and respected women!”

Kiara couldn’t cope with the two of them arguing. She had paranoid thoughts that this would bring them closer- Riley was sticking up for her. Was this a ploy to escape? Kiara didn’t care. She dragged Drake to the floor.

“Do you love me Drake?”

“No!”

“Do you love her?”

“I did!”

“If Liam wasn’t around, would you jump straight back into her arms?”

“I- I.. Kiara this ends now! Just let her go back to Liam. Please.”

“Don’t avoid the question!”

“Yes, I probably would! Happy now?”

“Wrong answer!”

Kiara turned to Riley, pushing her against the wall. Her eyes narrowed, as she put her hands around the American’s neck. Riley was furious with Drake. Why couldn’t he just lie?

“Lady Riley. Now it’s your turn... if Liam wasn’t around would you jump back into Drake’s arms?”

“No.....”

“You’ve done it before. So why not now?”

“Kiara you’re hurting me.... please .... just please.... believe me. Drake is my friend.... if you hurt us....”

“Oh if I hurt you, you think your King will save you both? No chance, Riley! Whilst you’re still here Drake is still going to want you.”

“Kiara.... I ... I can’t breath!”

“Kiara let her go!”

“SIT WALKER! IM NOT DONE WITH HER YET!”

“Ki... I love Liam.... please.... “

Kiara removed herself from Riley, creating little distance- pulling the knife out of her bra. She glided the knife across Riley’s neck. The cold blade, caused shock through Riley’s body.

“Riley you know I can’t let you stay. You say you love Liam. But here in Cordonia we have arrangements within marriage.”

“I’m... I’m... not like... that. I’d have done... it when... he was engaged to her....”

“Riley. Pick! You or him?”

“Me....Do what you want to me....”

“No Riley! Are you fucking crazy? You have a good future ahead of you. Kiara if you are going to hurt anyone it’s going to be me.”

“Aw Ri, he’s still playing hero for you.”

Riley felt the tip of the blade now against her abdomen. Closing her eyes, it felt like time had frozen. All she could think about was Liam, and the time during the social season.

I’m glad to have met you, Riley. I’ll never forget this night.

Riley... I never thought I’d see you again.

If I’m being honest, I was just thinking about you.

You look so beautiful in the firelight. Riley, I’ve never really had someone that I wanted to please so badly. I feel like I’d do anything to see you smile and know that I was the cause.

It is said that if two lovers climb to the top of the waterfall and jump in together, they’ll get the blessing of the lady of the waterfall.

You are entitled to a kiss, my Queen.

I’m always happy when I’m with you Lady Riley. I’ve been trying to imagine what type of Queen you would be if we were to be wed.

What I really want is to have a family. Maybe not this year or the next but eventually..... the most precious thing anyone has is time. You never know just how much you have left. And when it’s gone.. it’s gone.

The last memory hit Riley, she needed to fight. She needed to get to Liam- to tell him how much he meant to her, and that she regretted every moment she had lost with him in the past. Feeling Kiara turn and twist the tip of the knife against her abdomen, she knew somehow she had to knock the knife out of her hand. As she opened her eyes, her vision went into slow motion as she saw Drake sprint into Kiara, tackling her to the floor. The knife fell a distance, out of everyone’s reach.

“Kiara, ENOUGH! This has to end NOW!”

Anger in his voice, that Riley had never witnessed before apart from in Applewood. He had risked his life again for her. Riley looked sadly at Drake who had stopped restraining a now unconscious Kiara on the floor.

“Brooks! Get out now!”

“I- I can’t leave you...I can’t even find the key!”

Drake stood up leaving Kiara on the floor, frantically both of them began looking for a key. Riley removed a hair grip out of her messed up hair, hoping that it would unlock the door.

“It’s not working! The window! We have to jump!”

Riley grabbed Drake’s hand, leading him to the window. She would rather have broken limbs than be butchered to death.

“She’s locked it! Pass me your bottle of whiskey! We have to smash the window!”

“Are you crazy?”

“Drake, I will personally buy you whiskey for the rest of your lifetime. Please... it’s our only way out!”

Drake hesitantly handed the bottle over. Both of them taking a swig from the bottle before attempting to smash the window- glass from the brown bottle shattered. Riley stared in the windows reflection, feeling defeated that the window itself didn’t smash. Of course she was in a palace, the windows were probably bulletproof. In disbelief, she saw Kiara rise from the floor, pointing the knife towards them- her eyes widened as she predicted what was going to happen.

“DRAKE! MOVE!”

In slow motion, Riley felt the heavy weight lean into her body. Losing her balance, they both fell to the floor.

“I’m so sorry Drake. I loved you.”

“Love? Are you fucking serious Kiara? You’ve just literally stabbed him in the back!”

Riley slowly stood up, trembling- her hands now painted red with Drake’s blood. Adrenaline now taking over she ran over to Kiara, with a shard of glass from the whiskey bottle. Threatening the noble lady.

“Kiara, I swear to god- give me the key! He needs medical assistance!”

Kiara stood, smirking at Riley. No other expression was shown.

“You have five minutes to save him, Lady Riley.”

Riley looked confused as Kiara entered the bathroom, running the bath. She ran over to Drake, knowing she had to find the stab wound and prevent anymore bleeding. Raiding through his wardrobe, she could only find his usual white shirts and denim jackets- it’ll have to do.

Riley placed pressure on the wound and cradled Drake in her arms, hoping her friend would pull through. She wondered where the others were, as far as she was concerned she had been gone too long.

“Drake, why do you always have to act like the hero? Come on. You can’t die on me. You’ve already dodged a bullet. What’s next eh?”

“Br-Brooks....”

“Drake? Come on! Open those brown eyes wider! We have five minutes to get out.”

“Say... goodbye... to everyone. I love Liam... Max... Savannah.. Bartie... Hana... and you.”

“We love you too! You are not leaving us! I’m in love with Liam but I love ya, I always will...you’re my best friend. Don’t tell Hana or Max though.”

Before Drake could respond, he saw Riley’s sad facial expression turn to into grimace. A tear fell from her face effortlessly, before her face head butt his shoulder. Her hair whipped onto his face leaving a lingering sting.

“Goodbye you two...” - Kiara snarled as she removed the whiskey bottle glass shard out of Riley’s back. Blood began pouring like a waterfall- it was never ending.

****

The men raced up to Drake’s room, they had hoped that the door was open. The guards entered with armed weapons, searching the room for Kiara. Bastien swallowed hard as he entered. Shaking, he picked up his phone demanding for medical assistance immediately and commanded that the palace was searched for Kiara.

Liam attempted to barge through the crowd. Bastien heard the commotion, he stood in front of Liam, placing his hands on the Kings shoulders.

“Sir, please. It’s not a nice sight.”

“Bastien I don’t care! Let me in!”

Liam’s heart felt as if it had stopped. He ran over to Riley, scooping her up in his arms, whilst Leo tried to help Drake.

“Ri, please don’t leave me. I can’t lose you.”

Liam remained cradling Riley in his arms. He felt as if his whole world had collapsed- he didn’t know how many more tears his body could produce. The paramedics arrived and immediately began to save their saves- they were both given oxygen. Leo hugged his brother as the two victims were escorted out of the room.

******

“Riley Brooks, aged 25. Stab wound in the lumbar region. She still has a pulse, but it’s weak. The bleeding is being controlled every so often, she needs immediate surgery.”

“Drake Walker, aged 28. He also had a stab wound to the back. His pulse is also weak. The bleeding is now controlled. But he needs to be seen urgently.”

The guests all waited all the bottom of the stairs. They heard the paramedic on the phone to ER. Madeline wasn’t lying. Their friends were fighting for their lives. Reality hit when they saw Riley and Drake’s bodies on stretchers, being escorted outside to the ambulances.

The friends all witnessed Liam barely holding it together. No wonder. Olivia walked over to him, placing a comforting hand on his arm.

“Li, they are both alive. They are both fighters. They will survive this and fight.”

Liam tried to compose himself, as he had an audience gawping at the scene.

“Liv... I can’t lose either of them. I’ll keep you all updated. Can you keep me updated on Kiara’s whereabouts? One thing I’m sure about- if they both die, Kiara’s a dead woman!”

[ohsweetflips]

okay just gonna be very honest here, mad spoilers for amnesty episode 29 under the cut bc i’m basically gonna be documenting the emotional turmoil me and my best friend just went through

[us, getting breakfast before listening]

me: so, yeah, the description of this episode was something like “one final lunar interlude. our heroes reflect on what got them to this point before their final standoff.”

him: oh my god it’s just going to be a recap

me: i thought it was going to be flashbacks? except, like, from their past before amnesty?

[us, starting the episode]

griffin: so yeah you’re gonna hear some old clips-

my friend: told you! it’s a recap episode!

[the episode beginning]

us: who tf is this man

me: holy shit they’re skipping months

mama doesn’t know where the sylphs are??? amnesty lodge is closed????? it’s months later?????

our current attitude: ?? kinda skeptical but we’ll go with it

[duck’s section]

hey!! sarah drake!!

we lost it laughing at minerva’s “i’m going to eat a pizza and watch the voice”

it sounds like kepler is closed off from the public? like, with the extraterrestial stuff and the mountain collapsing, it sounds like kepler is guarded off like in apocalyptic movies so that no one can get in or leave? and that’s, how do u say, very concerning!!!

like, it seems like A Lot of fbi agents are coming into kepler which, like, makes sense, but still

my friend: listening to this is kinda confusing

me: yeah it’s almost like the same person is playing seven different characters at once

[ad break]

me: ngl i’m kinda nervous but also i think this is how everyone who listened to balance as it was happening felt when stolen century started so... i trust griffin, but i’m nervous

my friend: oh yeah griffin is going to make this all work out

also my friend: also mama is being kept in captivity bc she doesn’t know where the sylphs are but duck does because of the spring-thing

me: holy shit

also it sounds like amnesty lodge is either closed bc a) the sylphs are gone, b) it was raided, or c) it was destroyed by the fucking mountain falling into town

honestly it sounds like kepler in general is in shambles

[mama’s section part 2]

basically the one thing that has been sticking out to me is the light creature stuff. like, even when we first saw them back in the water arc, it always stuck out to me that they all seemed Incredibly At Peace

honestly thank god for this section because i forgot so much about thacker, especially how fucking creepy that scene was with him and aubrey in the basement

[aubrey’s scene]

hey!! the hornets!!!

i love how aubrey and the hornets are working together, tho it seems rather begrudgingly

me and my friend settled on that it seems like they’re... preparing for something? a fight, obviously, but against what, or who?

aubrey is preparing some Big Magic

also the music playing behind aubrey trying to cast A Spell was so fucking good

also thank god for those flashbacks bc a) they fit so well and b) i forgot so much

and i’m so glad they finally came back to the interpreter, i was wondering what was gonna happen w/ her

tho, tbh, me and my best friend had this moment of utter understanding

it was during the flashback when janelle was telling aubrey about sylvain and how she disappeared and no one knows where she went

and i just turned to my friend and said, “i think aubrey is actually sylvain”

and my best friend said, “i was about to say the same fucking thing, aubrey isn’t a sylph because she is literally sylvain”

so that’s the theory we have

also me and my friend: where! is! dani!

bc obvi i will never stop worrying abt dani

[that fucking final scene]

okay

okay

o k a y

throughout this entire episode, i was thinking to myself, “god, i’m kinda nervous for ned’s section. it’s probably going to be a funeral, right? like, it’s gonna be sad, yeah?”

but then, i started thinking to myself, “hey... this episode is only, like, an hour and fifteen minutes... and mama’s already had two sections, and duck had his, and aubrey is having her section, and it’s long, so, like... are they gonna skip ned?”

and then

and then

we hear clint gasping for breath

and the amnesty theme starts

and me and my best friend kinda side eye each other

bc, listen, i love ned so much and would love more of him, but i kinda didn’t want him to come back bc his death was so impactful that it would’ve kinda... ruined the moment?

and then we hear, “aubrey! you did it!”

and then

we hear

“welcome back, thacker”

and we

fucking

lose

our 

minds

we both gasp and throw our hands over my mouth (im still driving tho so one-handed)

and we’re both just speechless

and we’re just staring at my radio as the ending music plays

and i start absolutely fucking losing it, “holy shit! clint is fucking thacker now! holy fucking shit! oh my god!” except like take that x1000

and i’m screaming and me and my best friend are just staring at each other and, finally, he says, “griffin mcelroy is a fucking genius”

and we replay the moment bc we Cannot Fucking Believe That Just Happened

and, oh my god, it was fucking wild, bc we were still driving down by the beaches and absolutely freaking out and my friend is like, “it was so perfectly set up! griffin is a fucking genius! thacker is a character with no established personality or backstory! it’s fucking perfect!”

and i was telling him abt all the theories that had been going around and just

holy shit

it was definitely one of those “you had to be there in my car to truly see what was going on” moments bc me and my best friend were absolutely losing our minds and, ngl, if you can, find a friend to enjoy stuff with! bc i listen to amnesty w/ my best friend and, as someone who already loves amnesty and has a lot of fun listening to it, it makes it so much more fun!!

and, like, we had been saying that entire episode, “something is gonna happen with thacker, something’s gonna happen”

and, well, something happened with thacker

like, okay, we all kinda assumed clint would still be There, but i was thinking it was gonna be ned flashbacks or something

but clint coming back to play thacker??? that is officially one of the best the adventure zone moments ever like that part needs to be cemented in adventure zone history

we are also waiting for when shit goes down with fucking dr. harris bonkers phd bc he was mentioned A Good Amount Of Times

now, we’re just wondering how the next couple episodes are gonna take place

griffin said that, in two weeks, the final arc will begin. does he mean the finale, or does he mean an actual arc before the finale?

anyways, i’m so fucking hyped, and amnesty is so fucking good, and i knew i was right in not paying attention to other people saying “oh amnesty won’t have moments like what balance had” bc i knew that the end arcs of amnesty were going to pack a fucking punch

so, yeah, moral of my ted talk, amnesty is really fucking great!!!!

“griffin said gay rights when he brought thacker back” “gay and trans rights”

[oh-mother-of-darkness]

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Anonymous said: Hey can you do something like Bruce reacting to Jason's death? Or just dealing with it in general (I'm feeling awfully sad)

Ahhh I get that you probably want new material, but I don’t have the time for it just now, so I’m just gonna link to all the sad Bruce and Jason content. I hope you feel better! Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help :///

The fic about Bruce right after Jason died

The fic from Under the Red Hood

The fic with Tim as Robin

The fic where Jason gets injured

Generalized angst with a Bruce and Jason section

Anonymous said: Your new list of punishable offenses really, really improved my day

I’m so glad! We all need a lil help, you know?

@thephilosophersapprentice said: Headcanon that Dick uses those relaxing videos from youtube to get Tim to fall asleep

Sleep?? He doesn’t know her (what videos tho hmu)

Anonymous said: Have you done your torts reading yet? Should I poke you? I believe in you!

I did it that day but regrettably there is new torts reading every day :///

Anonymous said: I read the thing about Damian liking plants, and I'm just imagining him and Poison Ivy talking about their favorite plants and like, having a full-on discussion about plants

Selina says it’s “good for them both” and “vaguely cute” but honestly? Makes Bruce nervous

Anonymous said: JOSS WHEDON IS NO LONGER DIRECTING BATGIRL!!!! I am screaming with joy!!

Ahhhhhh it was just a rumor but I WISH

Anonymous said: Hi, I just read through like, all of your Damian hc's and I also read the one about him giving people thoughtful gifts and then I cried for a while. Thank you

One of my favorites! He’s a good kid

Anonymous said: Hey, gotta question. How old is Jason? I had a friend ask me and I wasn't sure.

Really hard to say on that one :/

My personal guess would be somewhere in the 19-22 range in the n52/rebirth, maybe 25ish in the preboot

Anonymous said: Have you read Worlds Apart by Fernandidilly_yo??? They just updated it and it is SO good, I think you would enjoy it. :)))

I haven’t, but I’ll give it a look :)

@giotanner said: Thank you very much for reblog my art (Tim Drake -inktober). This means a lot for me, 'cause I love your blog and always I follow it. Have a nice day!

It was a beautiful picture!

Anonymous said: what did you like about justice league tho ///

Spoilers below

I liked seeing Ben Affleck’s Batman and Gal Gadot’s Wonder Woman on screen, acting like friends. I loved new-Barry and new-Arthur and new-Victor (especially Victor), especially when he called Bruce an asshole?? Iconic

I’ll be the first to admit that the movie had substantial problems, but here’s the thing: I just genuinely enjoy watching the characters I love on the big screen. The movie made me happy, and that’s all I really care about just now.

Anonymous said: hey mom, can i rant a lil? i am.... disappointed after watching justice league. i mean, i loved the new characters but coming out of the theatres i felt.. icky??? something just didnt sit well with me - the movie was too.... altered i guess is the only word i can think of right now. it didnt feel right. the tone was too light too different (forced?) for me too but thats just me. idk i just... im just upset right now. what did you think?

I’m really sorry you felt that way! I know what you’re talking about, and I’m sorry it ruined the movie for you

@batfightart said: I am so so so so so so so so sorry to hear what you have been going through with this "friend" of yours. That is truly despicable of him to disrespect what you have already told him about yourself and attempt to pursue a relationship despite it. And it's especially terrible since he's your partner for a class and that you share so many friends. Please feel free to vent to us anytime you need, we all love you so much and care for your well-being. I don't know if there is anything I can do, (1/2)

batfightart said: (2/2) but please let me know if I can help in any way or if you need anything. Please remember that you are so loved and that you are VALID as you are. We all appreciate you so much on here, and just want to give you support. I'll be thinking about you and wishing for the best for you. Thank you for sharing with us. We are here for you <3

Honestly this was.... exactly what I needed to hear a few days ago. Thank you so much for your support :’)

@justhavingfun123 said: I understand a bit of what you going through. I've had something similar happen with a guy; he thought he was "the exception". But just because he's friends with your friends doesn't mean you have to distance yourself from them, it might seem like to right thing to do(I've done it before), but stick to your friends. He'll hopefully see he was cruel in the end, and you need friend at a time like this. Hope everything will turn out good in the end and love your work ✨

My friends have been super supportive, which is really great because I don’t think I could have made it through this week without them. Sorry about your shitty experience with that guy :///

@12freddofrogs said: : ( That thing with the girlfriend-zone sounds horrible. I'm really sorry for you having to go through it. I wish I could give you advice or help, but all I can do is offer a virtual hug and prayers. I'm sure it will work out, but it sucks right now, and that's what hurts.

Hug and prayers both greatly appreciated <3

Anonymous said: In regards to your personal distress: you are valid. What you want and don't want is valid. I don't know the full extent of the situation, but if you can take a few precautions then tell him to back the f off, do so. I hope that that will help you feel better(?) about the situation.

I really needed that, anon

Anonymous said: God I’m so sorry that this guy has been playing you that fucking SUCKS and you did NOTHING wrong and we’re very different people but I know the feeling of just feeling so violated over being touched and it’s just the worst UGH I hope this guy fucks off forever and things go back to being good and happy

It was really bad for a couple of days, honestly. I still get all shivery and gross when I think about it, but I’m getting better

Anonymous said: I hope everything works out for you. I wish you the best!!!!

It’s been rough. Haley and I talked to him about it yesterday, because before that, he didn’t know that I was onto him. I made an outline and everything, and I practiced the speech a bunch of times. I made it through the whole thing without breaking down or losing my temper, and he just sort of.... sat there for awhile, until Haley made him apologize. 

It was a really good apology. He said that he had justified the whole thing to himself, but now he understood that his actions were wrong, and he was sorry that he hurt me. I think it was genuine. He was visibly upset when he found out I’d been having panic attacks about it. 

On the one hand, I don’t think he’s a threat to me anymore. He won’t pull that shit again. On the other hand, we aren't talking to each other anymore, and he’s avoiding me. In all honesty, I appreciate that, but even though I know I shouldn’t, I feel guilty for hurting him.

Haley said that he cried a lot after I left. I know that doesn’t change anything. No matter how genuine his feelings towards me are, they don’t excuse his behavior. He manipulated me, and even if it was for honest-to-God-Disney-princess-True-Love, he had no excuse to violate my trust or my autonomy like that. 

I still feel guilty. I’m actively repressing the urge to call and see if he’s okay. I’m not gonna do it, but the urge is there. 

It’s just been.... a week. I don’t know, guys. I’m struggling. 

[larksinging]

002 for Thea Queen, Iris West, Malcolm Merlyn, Dinah Drake, Heather Mason

OKAY THIS IS A LOT so each thing might be a bit shorter

thea

How I feel about this character: i!!! love thea. her arc is so important and some of her stuff in s5 is... honestly so good and satisfying. thea working through her parent’s problems means so much

All the people I ship romantically with this character: eh... i know people ship her with various characters, though considering she’s a bit younger than most of the cast and most of them knew her when she was p young, i dunno. 

My non-romantic OTP for this character: we were ROBBED of thea and laurel material in s4, fucking honestly. they are ROOMMATES???? and they barely interact

My unpopular opinion about this character: i think roy treated her pretty awful in his early arc, though i am less upset about that considering he gets a lot better. honestly the fact that oliver kept on working with malcolm merlyn despite how he treated her is. awful

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: more dynamics with the lances, please. she gets some nice stuff with quentin, but

my OTP: eeeh

my cross over ship: ..hey you know wally and thea might be interesting?

a headcanon fact: (lot)sara and (late arrow)thea would be too powerful of a force if together for long periods of time due to their sheer salt and judgement

iris

How I feel about this character: iris is... really good honestly, like i could of tell she was One Of Those Characters even before the flash

All the people I ship romantically with this character: who can deny westallen, really? i could come up with others but... it almost feels wrong. okay but iris and eddie was really good too 

My non-romantic OTP for this character: aside from her family... well she has kinda been denied development with the rest of team flash, which is a fucking shame

My unpopular opinion about this character: idk if its unpopular, but im glad shes getting a serious role in team flash and a leadership position

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: give me more iris and caitlin interaction. let them have a dynamic. s4 seems to realize this and be building on it but PLEASE more

my OTP: westallen, of course

my cross over ship: like i said, her silly crush on oliver is hilarious

a headcanon fact: i like to think she is very :/ about felicity, which is barely a headcanon. 

malcolm merlyn

How I feel about this character: [hisses]... but really, he’s a great villain! and a horrible person who was given far too much leeway by oliver for too long. what a scumbag

All the people I ship romantically with this character: honestly the idea of the legion of doom trio also being a weird ot3 of assholes who hate each other and yet are kind of dating is hilarious to me

My non-romantic OTP for this character: his relationship with oliver IS really interesting, considering he was an old family friend of oliver’s

My unpopular opinion about this character: is it unpopular to say FUCK malcolm?

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: honestly i wish sara would have found out about some of the shit malcolm did to all of her friends and family (most notably thea and nyssa) so she could be rightfully pissed. actually, sara has like 500 reasons to hate him, but she only ever finds out about like 5

my OTP: [shrug]

my cross over ship: [shrug]

a headcanon fact: ive thought about it a lot for nyssa stuff but like... less of a headcanon and more of an observation, but malcolm is very much the kind of person who wouldn’t mind dying but would hate losing or sacrificing his pride. sacrificing himself to ~save his daughter?~ sure. getting executed by ra’s? giving up the ring to nyssa? no, his pride won’t allow it

dinah drake

How I feel about this character: im still a little unsure of her, but i want to like her. i think she’s got potential. 

All the people I ship romantically with this character: i still like rival UST with black siren. but... regardless of who, i think she deserves someone who will treat her better than vigilante or w/e his name is

My non-romantic OTP for this character: i actually really like her dynamic with quentin? and also rene and curtis. and diggs a bit. she’s had more good dynamics with characters in s6 than oliver has

My unpopular opinion about this character: she’s not a terrible canary, but at this point she’d probably also be a better leader than oliver. the green arrow has so much heat, he’s made so many ??? decisions and treated the new team awful. dinah is... unproven but she does have cop experience and powers, the black canary has a solid legacy, so...

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:a lot of things, but... i do hope sara gets to have a moment with laurel’s successor. it’d be pretty important, i think

my OTP: shrug

my cross over ship: s h r u g...

a headcanon fact: dinah is as 500% done with old team arrow as i am rn

heather mason!

How I feel about this character: it’s heather fucking mason. what else is there to say?

All the people I ship romantically with this character: eh..... she’s a teenager. but i do like older!postcanon!heather having romances with girls from the other game. i saw heather x eileen once that was nice?

My non-romantic OTP for this character: heather and douglas!! their relationship is SO important

My unpopular opinion about this character: hmm.... not really? i mean besides “don’t fucking sexualize her”

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: heather’s arc in the game is pretty solid... nothing really stands out

my OTP: nah

my cross over ship: like i said, other SH ladies when she’s a bit older

a headcanon fact: you can pry “heather with chronic pain” headcanon away from my cold, dead hands

[drakexwillow]

Okay girl I hope you’re ready for all my gifs and comments that I’ve been holding back on 👀 I got abit carried away and had to make separate comments to fit all my gifs in so I apologise 😂

My heart is breaking for Lexi 🥺 her father is an asshole, urgh I can’t believe he’s make her feel like this 😭

“I brought my three best friends” He grinned showing her a whiskey bottle and a plastic bag with two pints of ice cream “Jack, Ben and Jerry”

MAXWELL YOU BEAUTIFUL SOUL!! Never ever ever ever change. I could do see him being that friend that turns up on your doorstep at 2am when you tell him you feel like shit, bag full of snacks and just binge watch Netflix and eat till your stomach hurts with you

“I really loved him,you know?” Max broke the silence “I’ve had intense relationships before, but Rashad was the first one I truly loved,” He sighed “the worst part is that I’m pretty sure, he loved me too. And he’s ready to let all those feelings go to waste for stupid political ambitions”

OKAY RASHAD WE NEED TO TALK....PREFERABLY WITH MY FISTS! HOW DARE YOU HURT MY BABY 😭😭😭 he’s so broken 🥺🥺

“And I can assure you there’s not much Drake wouldn’t forgive you”

Listen to him Lexi!!! Maxwell is talking sense!! Why does her father have to do this to her 😭😭 I’m so glad she has Max

“He hates me now”

NO HE DOESNT 😭😭 he loves you!!!! Urgh she needs to tell him what her father is doing

“He had to face the fact that he had been completely wrong about her, that the sweet, passionate women he had seen in her simply didn’t exist”

DRAKE 🥺🥺🥺🥺 she does why are you doing this to yourself 😭😭😭

“He immediately saw in Liam’s demeanour that that morning he wouldn’t be facing his best friend, but the politician, the future president of the country”

I got fucking chills at this bit 😬😬 this is going to be tense and I’m here for ALL the drama

“You know me better than that Li, I don’t do love. I don’t feel anything for her, but she does for you,end of story”

YOU FUCKING BITCH ASS LIAR, YOU FUCKED HER BRAINS OUT FOR 2 DAYS (me and Drake are no longer on taking terms till further notice)

“If she accepts to be with me, I don’t want you near her”

“I don’t think you’re understanding me, Drake. I won’t care about our friendship the same way you didn’t care about it these past two days, if I see you near her, I will end you”

OOOHHHHH SHIIIIITTTTT Liam just went in 😳 he is not taking no shit of Drake and I can see the drama coming AND IM HERE FOR IT!

“Alexis woke up next to Maxwell, both had passed out together on the balcony after the third bottle”

Why can I picture this so vividly in my head 🤣

Liam got her roses 😬😬😬 nows the chance to run Lexi, he’s in too deep

“His touch wasn’t electric as Drake’s”

That’s because he doesn’t love you like Drake does girl, there is only one Drake 😍😍

“No, she would have hated me”

I don’t know why this part makes me laugh 😂

“Alexis was happy to hear all about Liam’s and Drake’s pranks when they were little”

I could just imagine them all running round together as kids 🥰

“This was it. Her future, her fate had finally caught up with her. Trying to put all memories of Drake out of her mind she smiled weakly at him, but he didn’t seem to notice”

OH MY GOD 😭😭😭 Alexis is so fucking brave and strong and urgh this is killing me 🥺🥺🥺

“I just want to clarify something. Everything that has happened before today does not matter because we were not officially together. However, as I told you before, I am serious about you, so if you accept to be with me, nothing like that can happen again. The next time you have a problem, you come to me and no one else”

I told you to run girl! Liam is hell bent on Drake and Alexis not even breathing the same air 😬😬😬

The Trade 10

Synopsis:  Liam is running for Cordonia’s presidency. To assure his victory, Constantine makes an arraignment behind his back for him to marry the rich ambassador’s daughter: Alexis O’Brien. Due to her father’s threats, she has no other option that seduce Liam and make him fall in love with her. But what happens when she falls for his best friend? (AU)

Pairings: DrakexMC

Warnings: I love drama and chaos so this will probably get a bit dark. In this chapter there is mention of rape, if you get triggered by this issue, don’t hesitate to send me a message and I’ll be glad to explain what happens without reading it. A lot of angst and heartbreak

Please note that this is my first series and English is not my first language. I really love ALL kinds of feedback.  Don’t hesitate to comment!

Disclaimer: Some of the dialogues and settings as well as most of the characters belong to Pixelberry (except for Alexis O’Brien and her evil father George O’Brien JR).

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"In the eyes abides the heart"

Pll 7x15 thoughts: *sorry it’s kind of a lot lol*

- my poor baby Emily I feel violated for you ugh I just wanted emison to happen im sorry this was the only way

- ew wtf that video message AD sent aria was fucking creepy!! Was the body supposed to be hers too?? Cause for some reason it was sending me major Melissa vibes, maybe all the spoilers of her being AD is true

- Hanna just face it Lucas is a creep n he been that way since day one

- ugh Spencer I get it Marco has a nice body but you bought to get yourself caught up like always you could already tell Marco was trying to catch her in a lie

- Marco really could be the smartest detective ever in rosewood *honorable mention: detective tanner*

- oh yeah of course Ezra you need to leave and run errands and go back to New York for Nicole stuff. SURE JAN

- this video chat is fucking ME UPP ITS SO UGLY. But I get the outfit is obvi supposed to be aria too but idk the dialogue AD is saying just SCREAMS MELISSA. I could still hop on board with a spencer twin though.

- AD mad af about the liars talking to Ted oooooo I’m excited for once

- ugh paily. Mood killed.

- idk why but something about Ali is just throwing me off she knows more than she’s letting on as always. I can feel it lmao.

- okay archers not the father we know that cool

- if Mary drake really did just chill in Spencer’s bed and drink a glass of wine JUST to leave a note in a bottle in the middle of the door way she just as creep as AD like seriously who does that??? Just leave the damn note. Pll so extra.

- “Lucas wouldn’t hurt us” SURE JAN

- that superhero looks like Hanna… OMG ITS WRITTEN BY LUCAS AND CHARLES

- “2, 3, maybe 4.” YEP MARCO GONNA BE THE ONE TO TAKE THESE LIARS DOWN

- damn pll just be getting creepier and creepier. Do y'all think the comic book was planted there or the girls really just stumbled upon it??

- the boy becomes Arcturus?? Does that mean that there really is more to the “hermie” name or is this just a way of saying Lucas gets to sometimes act like A too?

- there’s also 2 boys and a girl tied up and Lucas in front of levers like in the dollhouse I guess that means he was in there too? OR charlotte made the dollhouse based on the comic they made when they were younger?

- damn AD a real bitch I just can’t see it being Lucas.

- aria you’re weak af for going against your friends I’d fight you so fast if I was one of the other girls when I found out the truth.

- ugh I feel so sad every time I see Emily on the screen this whole storyline just hurts my heart it’s such a big decision and topic

- OMG EMILY SAYING SHE WANTS TO HAVE THE BABY IM CRYING

- spencer and aria are seriously pissing me off with their rouge bullshit

- any scene with Mona is a delight im glad Hanna finally brought her into the game even though I’m sure she already knew about it

- Paige just urks me everything about her

- “I thought it ran on bitchyness” YAS Hanna with the one liners

- MONA FLINCHING AND SMIRKING AT THE GAME UGH IM IN LOVE WITH HER ADMIRATION FOR IT 😂 she really was the best A

- “you, me, & ali” GIRLLLL U WILD but if this really is the end of paily this is a good way to end it. Good job for once Marlene the scene was executed nice!

- YAS aria accuse his sketchy ass finally!!! Im sick of him acting like you ain't been through shit WE ALL KNOW YOU BEEN THROUGH IT GIRL FUCK HIM! But, “I’ve spent my entire life trying to fix things” what does that mean aria??????

- PAIGE WTF YOU’RE A CREEP I KNEW MARLENE COULDNT LEAVE IT ALONE WTF MAN

- Marco piecing it together oooooo I like him

- SPENCER WTF YOU DUMB HOE YOU WROTE YOUR NAME ON THE CHECK I TOTALLY FORGOT THAT OMG YOUR ASS IS GRASS

- I am living for this Paige and Alison scene wtf Marlene I’m sorry I doubted you

- oooo is Mona really scared to get addicted to the game again or is she really just scared for the game to see her playing and then putting a target back on her?

- Ezra totally knew who wren was you could tell that’s why he tried to avoid making eye contact at first

- BUT THE REAL QUESTION IS WHAT WERE HIM AND SPENCER FIGHTING ABOUT BEFORE HE WALKED UP???? Nvm she says it was about him helping her sneak charlotte into radley? Do we believe this? Spencer twin theory is finally coming to light. Wow don't know how I feel about this I'm happy but conflicted.

- ugh I’m crying again I love emison so much I wish their love had more time to develop & Marlene didn't totally ruin every chance she had with making their ship something more than just problematic.

- Ezra you’re such a damn liar, when did this become so easy for you. You know the only reason he’s staying in town is because he knows Wrens here now & he don’t want more of his secrets popping up to aria.

- damn Mary thinks Spencer’s against her ha that sucks but I really don't care this story line is boring.

- idk I’m still getting Melissa vibes lmao I can’t help it Ive been reading too many Melissa is A theories

OKAY Overall I really enjoyed the episode I think things are finally picking up in the story but they could give us a little more we only got 5 episodes left for fucks sake. Anyways I give it a 6/10

[phyripowritesthings]

HA @kuzeykirkland I sAID I would do it even if I do have a billion other things  ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ here is an answer to this masterpiece that made me wake up my family members in the middle of the night. Luca Discourse(tm) Pt II, if you will. ft robul being idiots and lux’s dog.

likewise, based on the coincidence of @kuzeykirkland and me each giving half of the luxmold duo the name Luca, I present

Luca vs Luca! The Horror!!

characters/pairings: Luxembourg (Luca Morgens, courtesy @kuzeykirkland)/Moldova (Luca Rotaru), Bulgaria (Stefan), Romania (Dragos), Netherlands (Martin), Belgium (Manon)

word count: 1830 summary: Luca Morgens is very confused when he receives a text message from an unknown sender who knows his name. It’s not as creepy as it seems.

Unknown [14:35] Luca just so you know your brother decided it would be a great idea to get himself admitted to the hospital AGAIN

“What?” Luca whispers, holding his phone away from his face as if that will cause the message to make any more sense. Something’s wrong with Martin? But – again? And who is this?

Luca [14:40] What’s wrong with him? And who is this?

Unknown [14:41] This is stefan! Sorry ha he just tripped over someones dog he will be fine Unknown [14:41] Im waiting for him

That did not help. Does he even know a Stefan? Does Martin know a Stefan? It’s not unlikely, Luca decides. His brother has many acquaintances he’d rather not get too close to. Whoever this Stefan is, he’s probably alright, if he went to the hospital with him. The man probably got his number from Martin, then. He decides to take the non-explanation in stride and quickly types a message back.

Luca [14:43] Okay, thank you. Should I come over? Or does he need anything?

Unknown [14:44] Nah hes ok. Im gonna tell him to send a message or call when hes out alright

Luca [14:45] Alright. Thanks again!

He decides to add the unknown number to his contact list as ‘Stefan’, just in case. It’s odd, certainly, that Martin would give this man his phone number; they aren’t that close when it comes down to it, but it’s also strangely flattering. Maybe he should let their sister know… Ah, it will be alright. Martin can call her later. It doesn’t seem to be very serious.

Tripped over someone’s dog… How ridiculous. Luca goes back to work.

Later, after dinner, he calls Martin, because Luca hasn’t received a message from him yet and is starting to get a little worried. His brother is not the sort of person who forgets things like that. Perhaps the Stefan person forgot to tell him.

“Luc, hey. What’s up?”

Well, he sounds fine.

“Hello, Martin. I just wanted to ask if you’re alright now. After this afternoon.”

There is a long pause on Martin’s end of the line, some crackling.

“What do you mean?” he asks after a while. “What happened this afternoon? Are you alright? Is Manon alright?”

“What?” Luca shakes his head in confusion. “I’m more worried about you. You were at the hospital, weren’t you?”

Martin makes a confused noise. “No? I was at work.”

This time, it’s Luca who is silent for a while. He absentmindedly pats his dog on the head where she is lying on the couch next to him in a little ball of fluff.

“Do… Do you know a Stefan?” he eventually asks.

“No,” Martin says decisively. “Luca, what’s going on?”

“I am not sure. I’ll get back to you on this, Martin.”

They say their goodbyes, and Luca puts his phone away, then picks it back up.

Luca [22:20] Stefan, how is my brother?

He puts the phone away and wants to start a film, but there is a buzz quickly.

Stefan [22:22] Hes fine why do you ask Stefan [22:22] Did he not send a message Stefan [22:23] What an idiot I told him

Mildly affronted at this stranger calling his brother an idiot, Luca begins to type a reply, then pauses. Maybe it isn’t Martin they’re talking about here. Maybe someone else’s brother was at the hospital, and this Stefan got the wrong number off him… But then how did he know Luca’s name?

Luca [22:25] Which hospital was this, by the way?

Stefan [22:25] HBU hospital Stefan [22:26] He says he did send you a message

That is the hospital in this city. A bit of a mystery, it seems. What is the best way to find out what’s behind this? He chews on his lower lip thoughtfully.

Luca [22:27] Did he also send Manon a message?

Stefan [22:27] Manon? Whos manon should I be jealous hah

Oh. No, definitely not Martin. He would never have mentioned Luca and not Manon, for one, and apparently, this Stefan is far better acquainted with the… Mysterious not-Martin person than Luca previously thought. He would know if Martin had a boyfriend. Probably. Perhaps.

Stefan [22:28] Dra says hes never met a manon and to ask if shes your girlfriend

Luca can’t help himself.

Luca [22:28] Dra?

Stefan [22:29] Luca youre not the only one allowed to call him dra Stefan [22:29] Dont change the subject! Is manon your girlfriend

Luca [22:30] Manon is my sister.

There is a long pause. Luca waits, amused despite himself. He tries to recall if he’s given his number to anyone whose nickname could be Dra, but he’s coming up empty. A Dragomir, maybe? Drake? Unlikely. Then again, sometimes details about his Saturday nights do get rather hazy.

Stefan [22:34] I thought wed covered all the rotarus by now gdi Stefan [22:35] After I met your weird cousins last summer Stefan [22:35] How many of you ARE THERE

It seems to be quite serious between Stefan and… Dra Rotaru, if he has met the extended family already. The name Rotaru rings a vague, distant bell, but Luca isn’t sure where it is. He opens his laptop and types a reply while Facebook loads.

Luca [22:37] Stefan, I’m afraid I’m not the person you think I am. My name is not Luca Rotaru, nor can I recall ever having met anyone by that name.

Stefan [22:37] Hold on WHAT

With any luck… Yes! There is only one Luca Rotaru on Facebook. Biting his lip, Luca clicks on his profile. Lives in the same city as him, check. They’re about the same age, too, Other Luca a year younger than him. On the about page, he finds a Dragos Rotaru among the guy’s family members, but his profile picture is too tiny on the screen to be recognizable, and Luca clicks back, not wanting to be creepy.

Although – guiltily, he selects the Other Luca’s profile picture. The guy seems to be his polar opposite in appearance, with dark hair that falls across his shoulders, obscuring what seems to be a duffel coat. He is smiling widely in the picture. His lower lip is pierced twice, and his eyes seem to sparkle. Is that eyeliner?

Oh, but he’s attractive. Luca swipes his own blond hair out of his face, hand hovering over the touchpad of his laptop.

Stefan [22:40] Luca hey Stefan [22:40] Or not luca idk

Without thinking any more about it, Luca sends his namesake a friend request.

Luca [22:41] My name is Luca, but my last name is not Rotaru. Maybe you should ask Dragos if he’s ever met any other Lucas.

Another long pause. Luca idly refreshes Facebook a few times and scratches his dog underneath the chin. He does hope he got the name Dragos right. It doesn’t seem unlikely that he met the man in question while going out and broke his own rule about not giving out his phone number. If he looks anything like his brother… Even Luca Morgens is not the most conscientious person when he’s drunk enough. That doesn’t clear up why Stefan would mistake one Luca for the other, though.

Stefan [22:44] I love dragos but I also really fucking hate him Stefan [22:45] WHO THE FUCK saves their brother as Poophead in their contacts Stefan [22:45] DRAGOS ROTARU THATS WHO Stefan [22:46] Oh just send Luca a text his number is in my phone he says Stefan [22:46] Im really sorry about this man

Luca laughs at the messages arriving in quick succession of one another.

Stefan [22:46] I mean I thought it was weird that you asked who I was Stefan [22:47] But you know, new phones

At the same time the last message arrives, a notification pops up on Facebook. Biting his lower lip, Luca clicks it, finding that Luca Rotaru has accepted his friend request. His heart rate spikes.

Stefan [22:48] You still there?

Luca [22:48] I am. Honestly, don’t worry about it. Tell Dragos I’m glad he’s alright.

Stefan [22:49] Im gonna tell him to stop being so dumb is what im gonna do

Luca [22:50] That too. Have a good evening, Stefan.

Stefan [22:50] You too luca not rotaru

Luca chuckles, then finally puts his phone away. He watches the message about his new Facebook friend for a few seconds and wants to put his laptop away and start his film after all – a friend from his study wrote it and he promised to watch – when another notification appears. A chat message from Luca Rotaru.

Luca Rotaru you aren’t by any chance the guy Stefan is currently freaking out about, are you? :0

Luca Morgens I probably am.

Luca Rotaru this is fantastic nice to meet you, Luca Morgens! I’m Luca Rotaru :D

Luca Morgens Nice to meet you too! Do you prefer Luca or Poophead?

Luca Rotaru Dragos’ name is my contacts is Shitface, fyi I shall be Luca you shall be Lucao ;) hey holy shit we live in the same city!

Luca Morgens We do, as a matter of fact! Hold on why Lucao?

Luca Rotaru bc Lucao damn B^) good to know my brother has taste in something after all

Luca picks up his dog and muffles an embarrassing sound into her fur, feeling himself flush. Suddenly, he wants to check his own profile page to see if there isn’t anything embarrassing on it. Pelutze wriggles in his arms, and he quickly puts her back down on the couch, patting her head and mumbling an apology.

Luca Rotaru too much?

Luca Morgens No, not at all! In that case, you should be Lucao.

His hands are shaking with nervous excitement. He glares at them. He is a Morgens. He is cool and collected. He does not get flustered over messages from virtual strangers.

Luca Rotaru nope no definitely you hey yr dog is cute! :o

Luca Morgens She is, she is.

Luca Rotaru so fluffy! when do you usually take her out walking? maybe maybe I can come and pet her :00

Luca Morgens It varies. Maybe you should ask your brother for my phone number! That way you can always ask me.

Luca Rotaru hA that’s not happening Lucao maybe you should ask Stefan for mine that way you can always tell me ;)

Luca Morgens I’d rather ask you. You know, on Saturdays, around ten is a good bet. I usually take her to Wildrose Park.

Luca Rotaru :^D I might just happen to be around there tomorrow then to pet your dog

Luca Morgens To pet my dog. She will like that.

Luca Rotaru good to know heh I might just see you then

Luca Morgens You might just, Luca Rotaru.

Luca Rotaru goodnight Lucao

Luca Morgens Goodnight!

Lucao. Oh, that is terrible.

Luca grins. He just might have to send Dragos Rotaru a thank you message for tripping over someone’s dog and landing himself in the hospital. He just might.