#GOOD LORDT it’s so annoying

[crybaby-bkg]

why the fuck do my tags just delete every few months like. I’m so sick of this shit and tumblr’s dumbass glitches all the fucking time

[wellofdean]

i guess for me, regarding the trap… my issues with it aren’t really about what dean’s saying. cause i do agree fully with all you said about like compassion and love and forgiveness, and what others have said about like them choosing to just keep trying, and that their love isn’t dependent on not making mistakes. dean’s prayer, really their hug, is a symbol of them choosing each other and forgiving each other. all of that is beautiful, and i agree with it!

but my issue with the trap is, i guess, more of a writing one, cause of what happened after. or well, didn’t happen. cas gets to be very clear about what dean did that annoyed him, and dean addresses cas’s needs in the prayer, and then they’re good.

I understand what you're saying, anon, and you're right: Dean never gets to tell Cas what he needs, but honestly? I don't know that that kind of asking for relationship consideration is Dean's wheelhouse, you know? For me, that would be weird writing of that character.

If Dean ever got a moment to breathe, instead of being constantly driven from pillar to post, if he and everyone he loves weren't in constant mortal peril, if he weren't fighting god himself, maybe he might have had the wherewithal to want things and think about saying them to Cas, but I think Dean is so constantly beleaguered and so down in it at all times, that I just don't think he would ever prioritise asking for that. I really can't imagine our man Dean calmly telling Cas what he needs from their ambiguously-defined situationship at all. Maybe your argument is that they should have written him like that, but...they really never did, and I gotta say: I love Dean just the way he is?

Also, nothing is fair in Supernatural. Like... nothing, and that's kind of my point. None of TFW have any expectation of 'fairness' or of getting what they deserve. Dean is not a guy who is thinking that way about anything. Maybe he should! But, I don't think he even remembers how to want that, and lordt knows he's never had it.

In The Trap, he's in Purgatory, failing in his mission, and has lost Cas again. He's thinking about whether he can even leave if he can't find Cas. He's thinking: 'I might have lost my chance to tell Cas I love him.' The best Dean can do in that moment is grace. The best thing he can do is look into his own heart and let go of his anger. It's beautiful that he can do that. That fairness isn't involved in that; it's just love.

I mean, anon, I feel you. I watched that damned show for 15 years, and I wanted ONE THING from it, and that was for Dean to finally be loved like he should be, and to finally be ok. Dean WAS loved, and truly seen. Cas was speaking for ME when he told Dean who he was, and I loved it! But, then they fucking whiffed it. Dean was not ok. That sucked. But, for me, the prayer in The Trap is a beautifully written, true to character scene. I loved watching Dean speak from his heart to Cas. I love Dean. Jensen knocks it out of the park. Like...no complaints, here.

[j0kers-light]

Your blog is my my favourite after work stress relief! Can I request joker sending reader to get some DNA from batman so he can find out his true identity and maybe they kiss and joker isn't happy at all?

His Lighthouse: A Little Favor (LedgerJoker x f!reader)

A Little Favor - Oneshot

KEEP IN MIND THIS IS NOT A STORY UPDATE!

Hey hi anon!!! 🖤✨

August 10th! I've sat on this ask for... good Lordt. I don't do well with taking breaks but slowly but surely I’m cleaning out my ask inbox! Progress. Anyhoo! I combined this wonderful request with this one! I hope everyone enjoys this oneshot as I continue to rest up my hand. The next chapter will probably be updated next month.

Edit: I'm so happy to know my blog is your after work stress relief! That's why I work so hard to make great content for people to enjoy! Sending love your way! Read this tomorrow after work beloved!

Edit number two: I forgot to add the song choice lol

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At the end of the day, you had to understand that this was Joker's idea.

He fabricated this crazy idea and dragged you into it. Naturally, it quickly spiraled out of control and yet, it was still his idea.

Joker had no right to be mad at you. You did what was asked of you, although his reaction to it all still hurt. Should you have known getting DNA from Batman would be the catalyst for you and Joker's first fight, you would have said no when he asked you.

At the time it was a far fetched request, it still was, but you saw how much it meant to Joker.

He was stressed out for days trying to orchestrate some outrageous plan with no results so far. He wanted something new and original to annoy Batman with and no run of the mill tactic would do.

Nothing was worse than watching Joker try and scheme and not come up with any ideas. Joker quickly became irritable and moody even towards you.

You tried offering hugs or encouraging kisses but he shrugged you off and continued working on his schemes and useless intel as if they held the answer. You were hurt about being pushed away but decided to work on your work far away from Joker and his bummy attitude.

You were honestly getting fed up with the cold shoulder treatment until Joker literally popped up out of nowhere with an eerie grin on his face. "Bunnnnnnyyyyyy, can ya do me a lit-le favor?"

His cajoling voice should have warned you. It was manipulative and sickly sweet, but it was the only source of attention Joker gave you in days– so you paid it no mind and sucked up his attention like a sponge.

Joker knew you had separation anxiety. He iced you out on purpose knowing you'd do anything for his attention. And Joker wanted you desperate enough to do anything.

What he was about to ask you was no easy task.

"Y-You want me to w-what?" Surely, you heard him incorrectly but Joker just grinned and kissed both of your cheeks, your eyelids, and finally your nose.

He was being too affectionate but it didn't dawn on you at the time.

"Aht aht, you heard me correctly, doll. I want yooooouuu, to, uhh, get D-N-A from my dear friend Batsy." He said it like it was the easiest thing in the world. You weren't sure if he was serious or not.

"B-But how?! I mean, I know the guy– we're on speaking terms," you missed Joker's jaw clenching. "But that won't help me get.. Joker, do you know what you're asking me to do?!"

He did. Joker thought you were the perfect candidate for this job.

You were an innocent civilian and the caped crusader would never suspect someone like you to be up to any nefarious deeds. You could outsmart a fox with your wit and rob someone blind with that smile of yours.

You were perfect for the job. It didn't matter if you succeeded or not, in fact; Joker expected you would fail but he still wanted you to try. There was more to this insane scheme than just getting a sample of DNA, but you didn't need to worry yourself over the details.

"Y/n.. Bunny. Sweetheart! Look at me." He waited until you did and rubbed your pouting lower lip with his thumb, "M'not askin for much. A napkin with some sweat on it, a swab of uhhh, saliva, ideally a piece of hair! It's. Not. That. Hard. Y/n. Do anything it takes. Butttt, don't fail."

During his speech Joker's tone became dark and you knew he was getting serious. It wasn't a request, this was an order.

You still were unsure but you didn't want J upset with you! He trusted you with this task and even though you were underqualified, you'd try your best!

One look into his dark jade eyes made you cave in.

"O-Okay..." You mumbled.

Joker gasped and hugged you close. He then showered your face with kisses and soft, "That's my girl! Thank you, Bunny!" into your ear.

Each little praise made you feel sick to your stomach. Just what did you agree to?

The next day you were a ball of nerves. Joker left a little after lunchtime, leaving you alone with your doubts.

What if you failed? What if you got caught? Should you seriously go through with this?

You were already an accessory by helping Joker with whatever plan he cooked up this week. Although the role was small, you could face some serious jail time– as if harboring a fugitive wasn't already a serious offense. That thought sent you down another spiral. What if Batman figured that out and arrested you? This was a big risk you were taking.

"Okay, Y/n calm down. You're overthinking things. Just stick to your plan, you got this." You psyched yourself up and headed out the door.

Gotham City was full of crime and even busier people.

You usually kept your head down and stayed out of trouble, but tonight, you wanted trouble to find you. The quicker something happened, the quicker the possibility of Batman swooping in to save the day could happen.

Now, you understood that Gotham was a huge place. The population was well over ten million and stretched out between three connecting islands. The probability of Batman coming to save you was negative zero. He had far more important things to do than save a random citizen from petty crime.

However; there was a zero chance of you running into Joker all those months ago when he first escaped, yet here you are. Dating a wanted criminal.

Anything could happen so you applied the same principle to Batman saving you. You sighed to yourself and waited for the walk sign to turn green.

The plan was to get mugged– an easy objective in this wretched city– or be a witness to something bigger. Nothing too violent or dangerous but high profile enough to warrant the bat's attention. It was only eight pm so you had all night to run into the Dark Knight and begin your actual mission.

But first, you needed a bite to eat. Your nerves were shot so you headed over to a nearby corner store that sold hot food. You'd kill for a birria taco right about now.

Joker promised that you would have extra security tonight and that nothing would happen to you on their watch. All you had to do was lure Batman out, get a sample, and book it back to your apartment.

If only things in life went as planned. While you were walking across the street, two men dressed in black nodded to themselves and followed. Around the corner, your security detail got distracted by a rival gang and started a fight, leaving you alone and without backup.

The store's bell chimed when you walked in. The smell of beef and spicy peppers hit you instantly and made your stomach cry out in glee. Rows and rows of convenient food and drinks were inside the store but you ignored it all to head over towards the hot food section. Javi spotted you coming and greeted you warmly.

Javi and his wife treated you like family since you were a regular at their store. You were always polite, a great tipper, and you respect your elders.

Iliana wanted you to join the family for real and matched you with her nephew but you weren't interested and neither was since he stood you up on the first date. You smiled fondly and cast the memory aside. You were happy with Joker even if things recently were a little rocky at present.

You came to a stop near Javi's counter with a heavy sigh. Javi already knew your order and began to prepare it.

"Dang, at least let me pretend to order!" You laughed.

He waved you off. "I know what my hija wants. Birria taco, jalapenos on the side, extra cheese, with four limas, no?"

He laughed at you feying offense. "You ain't gotta call me out like that.. but yes."

Two men bursting into the store carrying guns interrupted the playful banter. Your pension for trouble was impeccable. The night had just begun and already you found yourself in a pickle.

A gun was pointed at Javi's head as a robber demanded the money from both cashiers. Javi started speaking Spanish to stall but paid the price with a punch to the face. Thankfully he was able to hit the panic button as he fell.

"Javi!" You cried out his name as the other thug walked up behind you. He eyed you up and down with a lecherous grin.

A few patrons tried to make a run for it and were riddled with bullets. A hand covered your mouth and yanked you back into a chest before you could scream.

"It would be a shame if I blew your head off. D__n, you fine." You felt the gun dig into your temple followed by a wet kiss trailing down your neck.

The two men quickly took control of the store and then it was just you and Javi in a sticky situation.

Where was your security detail at a time like this?! You blinked back tears as minutes dragged on in a state of dread.

You were forced to watch as Javi was ordered to empty out his cash registers. Thank goodness Iliana wasn't working tonight, the woman had quite the temper and would've been shot if she opened her smart mouth. You on the other hand was smart enough to keep quiet even as the robber got handsy with you. Javi didn't like that one bit but staying calm was the only logical thing to do in this situation.

He locked eyes with you when you whimpered. "It'll be alright, Y/n. Focus on me." You nodded and tried to ignore the stranger groping your body.

"QUIT STALLIN' OLD MAN!" Javi was hit again and forced to empty the drawers faster.

You flinched away from your captor when he nuzzled your neck. "Y/n, that's a pretty name.. Hey whatcha doing later? Wanna come with me?"

Was this man, the same one holding you gunpoint, asking you out? You had no comment and shuddered in disgust when he sucked on your neck harder and humped your leg as his partner did all the work.

Javi tried to reason with the thugs to let you go, but you knew this wouldn't end well.

For starters, neither of them wore any masks. And two, the robber already had his gun raised to shoot Javi when the lights suddenly went out. The store was plunged into darkness and the two goons were immediately spooked. "What the... who turned off the lights?!"

"Ion know man but I don't like it." The gun pressed to your temple wavered. 

Then you heard it. Soft footsteps to your left.

A whooshing sound was heard and then you were pushed away from your captor. Since you had good night vision (all thanks to Joker and his love for the dark) you watched a shadow darker than the night fight off the two robbers.

Batman actually showed up. You were relieved yet curious. Weren't store robberies beneath him?

The fight hardly lasted a minute when the lights were turned back on. The convenient store was secure and you looked around at the aftermath in awe. Two robbers were lying on the floor in pain, a few dead bodies were near the door, and Javi was lying unconscious behind the food counter.

You were the only one left standing as Batman secured the store. You didn't want to follow through with your mission— I mean the man just saved you, but this was your only chance. The Dark Knight looked everything over once more before locking eyes with you.

His footsteps barely made a sound as he approached.

"Are you alright?" His modified voice sent shivers down your spine. It sounded familiar yet so foreign, but this was a friend. You weren't afraid of Batman.

You were however in shock. Getting a sample of his DNA sounded plausible in theory but now as he stood before you, you were humbled real quick.

"Y/n? Did he hurt you?" Batman asked again and reached out to touch your elbow.

You didn't know you were shaking until you collapsed into his arms with a wet sob.

The only sound in the store was your muffled cries. Joker broke his promise and your security detail failed to do their job. You were held at gunpoint and a random man put his hands on you. You could only imagine what Joker would do once he found out. Just thinking about him made you tense up in Batman's arms.

Somehow you had to get DNA from your savior. Your e/c eyes shot up to Batman's concerned ones. They were a lovely shade of blue unlike you've ever seen.

"I.... I uh. I'm f-fine." You mumbled.

Batman's eyes squinted and accessed you pensively. He wanted to say more and parted his lips to do so, but the sound of approaching sirens snapped him back to reality.

Batman sighed and was turning to leave when you stopped him, "Wait! I haven't thanked you!"

"Quit getting into trouble and you wouldn't need to thank me."

Good point. You pursed your lips with a scoff. "... Well I can't guarantee that."

Batman spun on his feet and you panicked. He was leaving and you had yet to get anything off the man! Your window of opportunity was closing so you had to think fast.

You thought back to Joker's request. 'A napkin with some sweat on it, a swab of uhhh, saliva, ideally a piece of hair!' You glanced at Batman's retreating form.

His cowl covered his hair and the black Kevlar suit guaranteed that no sweat was accessible to you. Which left....

"Do anything it takes. Butttt, don't fail."

You squeezed your eyes shut. "Bats wait!"

He wasn't supposed to be here. The panic button Javi hit sent a distress call to the GCPD and since Batman was in the area, he decided to check it out.

It was a simple robbery in progress until Batman realized you were inside.

You had a knack for getting into trouble and you were also very easy on the eyes. Nightwing teased Batman about it constantly. You were a weakness to the Caped Crusader. Whenever Batman heard a crime in progress with victims fitting your description, he dropped everything to come save you.

Bruce had a crush on you and he hoped you reciprocated those feelings.

It was the only reason why you batted your eyelashes, took the time to talk to him (like a human being) and thanked him in your own special way whenever he rescued you. It was the reason why he stopped in his tracks and gave you his undivided attention tonight.

There were a million and one things he could be doing right now yet he waited for your next move.

You rushed over, grabbed Batman by the face, and pulled him down for a kiss. He was caught off guard but you were on a mission. You and Batman had kissed in the past; a chase peck here or there, well before you had met Joker, but nothing like today.

Today, you gave it your all.

Your tongue swiped the roof of his mouth and danced with his tongue to collect the highest amount of saliva you could.

You made this kiss count and made sure it was wet and sloppy. Batman held you close with a strong hand on your waist and you tossed away your guilt of infidelity in order to get what your lover wanted.

Do anything it takes, but you would not fail Joker. He could never find out about this though. 

The GCPD cruisers finally arrived at the scene and Batman shoved you away. He gave you one last heated gaze before he left the way he came. You watched him go as you dug in your purse for the plastic baggie you had inside.

When you were sure he was gone, you spat inside of it and hid it right as cops stormed into the store.

Javi was coming to and so the interrogation began. Your bag burned hanging by your side. You did the impossible, you actually got DNA from Batman! You just hope it was enough.

The first thing you saw when you returned to the penthouse was Joker pacing in the living room.

The last thing you wanted to do was confront Joker after being interrogated by Jim Gordon and his men all night. Joker pounced on you the second he saw you.

Joker grabbed you by the shoulders and shook you roughly. "WhaT. Happened?!"

He already had an idea on what happened. He got a call from a recon team in the area saying you were taken to GCPD headquarters for questioning after being involved in a robbery.

Despite personally sending you into danger, Joker's heart dropped to his stomach. Were you alright? Did you manage to trick Bats or were you unsuccessful? Judging by your defeated face, it was most likely the latter. The report from his men didn't include details yet you never seemed to surprise him.

"I-I'm okay. Javi and I were held at gunpoint at his corner store tonight. People died so I had to make a statement downtown."

That didn't answer his unspoken question so Joker asked you point blank. "Did you get what I asked for?"

You stared at him in disbelief. Joker was perfectly calm in light of what you just said. "Joker? I said I was held at gunpoint tonight."

J smacked his lips with a shrug. "OK? Did ya get what I uhh asked for?"

You blinked in silence. There was no way this was the Joker you knew and loved.

Possessive and yandere Joker would jump at the opportunity to kill anyone who dared lay a finger on you. Mind the fact you were teary eyed! That alone would have a normal Joker on his knees trying to make you happy again. The man in front of you now was all business so you shoved him away in anger.

Joker looked confused by your actions but you didn't care. You were tired of his attitude.

"You promised me I would be safe tonight but guess what? The exact opposite happened! I almost died!"

"But you didn't." Joker interrupted. Your jaw dropped to the floor and his callous remark. It was the last straw.

You were ready to scream. "Unbelievable. Unbelievable! What is wrong with you?! Is your stupid plan to kill the bat more important than my safety?" You saw Joker open his mouth and you quickly cut him off. "Don't answer that."

His response would only break your heart even more. You shook your head and tried walking past Joker but he yanked you back by your arm.

"I won't ask again, Y/n." He glanced at your satchel. You followed his gaze and grew defensive. So you did the impossible after all. He was impressed. "Hand it over."

"Get your hands off me." You fired back.

You were tired and beyond frustrated with Joker. For an entire week he neglected you and your needs and gave you the cold shoulder for absolutely no reason. Yet when you finally do something for his sorry behind, he's the one that gets an attitude? Tough cookie.

You weren't going for it and he would not get to benefit off of your pain. You almost died to get this D.N.A. Screw Joker and his plans, you weren't giving him anything.

Joker just rolled his eyes at you and ripped your bag off your shoulder. You had no time to stop him, it happened so fast. Perhaps you were more tired than you thought.

He stormed straight to the dining room table and dumped the contents of your bag out on top of it. "Excuse me, what are you doing?!" You yelled at him.

You shuffled behind him as pens, crumpled receipts, your lip balm, wallet, etc. fell out of your bag along with a plastic bag that caught Joker's eye. He turned his nose up at the contents since it was a liquid and clung to the plastic.

He held it up to inspect it more closely. "Do I wanna know what this is?" You took one glance at the clear liquid and then proceeded to look away.

Nothing got past Joker. He was too smart and probably identified the contents already as you remained silent. He was only asking to belittle you and that made you even more mad at him. Joker was insulting you left and right tonight.

He shouted your name to get your attention. There was no reason to lie to the man and you wouldn't be nice about it with the way he was acting.

"What does it look like?" You snipped.

Joker wondered how in the world you got spit from his enemy but focused on the other things like your tone.

"Watch it, Y/n." Joker noticed your closed off demeanor and grew suspicious. "How did you geT it?"

Why did it feel like you were in the principal's office? Joker had what he wanted, there was no need for another interrogation tonight. You already went through three at the police precinct.

Joker could pretend that he didn't care all he wanted but the man put the J in jealousy. You were not going to explain how you got that sample. His foul mood stunk up the room and telling him would only make things worse.

You cleared your throat while scratching the back of your neck. "I'm tired after being held at gunpoint to witnessing a murder, to being questioned over and over by the police. It can really drain a girl... so I'm gonna turn in for the night."

You eyed the time with a grimace. It was almost midnight.

Joker knew what you were doing. He hated when you ran from things. The fact you were, was confirmation that you were hiding something.

"You know I hate, uh, re-peat-ting myself but I'll do it one moooore time. How. Did. You. Get. It?" Each word chilled you to the bone and Joker's aggressive aura had you cowering in your boots.

You had never seen this version of Joker before. He was treating you like you were one of his henchmen. And then it hit you. You were. Joker sent you on an errand and he wanted answers, however; you weren't under his employ and you owned him nothing, especially with how he was treating you.

"It doesn't matter how I got it, Joker. You wanted it, so I got it. Honestly, a thank you would suffice. Now move. I'm tired."

You shoved Joker to the side but in doing so, you presented your neck to his gaze. He zeroed in on the fresh hickey blooming on your shoulder. He was too busy this past week to even talk, let alone touch you. It wasn't his work. And then he knew why you were so fidgety and dodging his questions.

His left eye twitched and he saw red.

You were nearing the hallway when Joker caught up with you. You yelped at his sudden appearance but you weren't expecting him to slam you into the wall and yell in your face.

"Are ya too tired after uh, fooling around with Batsy? Really Y/n? Are ya that desperate for attention you'll let anyone touch you?"

You were insulted until you remembered that one of the robbers left a hickey on you before Batman knocked him out.

You tried to tell Joker this earlier but he wouldn't listen. "J.. that's not.."

His fist collided with the hall next to your head, making you jump. It was too close for comfort.

"Shut! Up! All.. I needed you to do was spook the dumb bat! Make him think I wanted to know his true identity! NOT drop your pants for him! Did ya enjoy having sex with your ex?" Your eyes widened in fear.

That was a secret you vowed to take to the grave. How did...

Joker laughed right in your face.

"I know Bat's is an old fling of yours, Y/n. Don't act all sur-prised. Why do ya think I want him dead soooooo badly, hmm? Gotta take out the competition. He asked for it, touchin what's mine. But don't worry, I got juuuuust the thing to handle our dear Bats. But I know you, Y/n. You.. you like to follow instructions. I asked for DNA and I know you got iT. Let's spread your legs and find out just how much of an obedient whore you reall–"

You ended Joker's rant with a loud slap to his face. Joker blinked in shock. He never thought you'd hit him but sure enough, it kinda stung.

You were just as speechless (and a little scared of the consequences) but you wouldn't stand around and be insulted.

Joker slowly turned his head to face you once you gained the confidence to speak your mind. 

"How dare you? I risked my life for you but the only thing you care about is how I got the sample? You wanna know? Fine I'll tell you, I kissed him! I kissed Batman because you asked me to! I was held at gunpoint, groped, and kissed on by a stranger because your men failed to protect me! A guy touched what you think is yours but you only care about me kissing Batman! You don't even care about me and my well-being! I-I watched people die tonight. I feel awful for cheating on you but is it wrong when YOU asked me to?"

He stepped back when you started to cry.

"You can't use me and then get upset when I do anything it takes to appease you! I am not her!"

"You know that I'll do anything to make you happy! This stupid plan of yours was driving you insane all week so I agreed to help but you manipulated me! Am I guilty for what I did? Yes! I am but I shouldn't have to apologize. I was simply following your orders. I did anything it took to not fail."

All was quiet in the hallway as your words sank in. Joker finally saw how much this affected you and he was at a loss on how to rectify this situation. He could start by drying your tears.

"Y/n, please." Joker raised his hands but you slapped them away.

"No. Don't touch me, I'm done. I'm done." You smiled and Joker knew you meant it. You were the only person he knew that could cry and smile at the same time and still look beautiful.

His worst nightmare was finally coming true. You were waking up from your fantasy and were kicking him out of your life. Joker never wanted this day to come but it was happening.

Joker loved everything about you but your eyes were his favorite. They were so expressive, a literal window into your soul. He knew exactly what you were thinking and/or feeling with just one look and today, your e/c eyes told him everything.

You were done.

You stared straight into his green eyes and your gaze didn't waver. Your conscience was clear and with a voice of an angel, you doled out Joker's penance. "Get out of my apartment and don't come back."

Joker slid to the floor just outside your front door in shock.

Perhaps this was one of those out of body experiences people talked about for he felt absolutely numb. He couldn't hear anything and he looked down at his hands only to find them shaking. Joker couldn't believe it. You were done. You wanted him gone and you had every right after what he did.

He failed to protect you, subjected you to a near death experience, and forced you to betray your morals and your loyalty to him— just to follow his orders.

He treated you as if you were one of his hired goons.

He treated you like he did her.

He knew he failed when you pointed out that fact. Joker promised that you'd never be involved with his organization but he broke that promise and sent you out.  How dare he not treat you like the goddess you were? He failed to cherish you and now you were done with him.

His hand came up to touch his sore cheek. You had every right to slap him. You were everything to him and he neglected you to focus more on his work. He betrayed you in the worst way.

You opened his eyes to the path he was leading you down and he felt sick to his stomach.

This past week was stressful but he went too far. He twisted your love and trust and crumbled it up like tissue paper to accomplish his goals. Nothing could rectify this but he had to try. He couldn't lose you. He just couldn't.

Joker was still seated outside your front door like a lost puppy. He considered scratching on the door if that would prove just how sorry he was. He was a fool for manipulating you and dragging you into his world, but he would spend the rest of his days doing everything in his power to earn you back.

Of course, he had no clue how to win you back but if one thing Joker was good at, it was being resourceful. His eye caught the small display case of flowers you kept in the hall off the elevator and a light bulb went off in his head.

He couldn't lose the best thing that ever happened to him. He needed to make a phone call. Joker could only hope that Morgana looked past their differences and helped him.

In the meantime, J kept an eye on you with the security camera app on his phone. You disappeared into your master bedroom and had yet to come out by the time Morgana and Mac arrived many hours later.

They looked at the infamous clown sitting on the floor and shared a look. This was worse than they thought. Morgana was weighed down with items but nudged the blond with her elbow. 

Mac sighed but cleared his throat to get Joker's attention. "Boss? Boss. We got everything you asked for." Mac said on deaf ears. 

Joker was spacing out, staring at your black front door– lost in thought. What if this didn't work? Was this truly the end? He couldn't lose his reason for existing. You had to take him back.

Morgana was getting impatient and adjusted her handful before speaking up. "He's been sitting there all day.." She whispered to Mac and he slowly nodded. He had never seen his employer look so defeated before.

The green haired clown looked like it was the end of the world and he already accepted his fate. But Mac wouldn't be here if Joker didn't have a plan in place to win you back.

Although if this didn't work, then Mac was genuinely concerned for Joker.

J had camped outside your apartment for the entire day, refusing food and water– not wanting to miss if the door opened and you welcomed him back with open arms.

Even Frost came by, not believing it when Mac reported that Joker had 'broken down' outside your place. You and J never fought before so everyone was at a loss on what to do.

"Is she still inside?" Morgana asked out the blue.

Joker came out of his fog, nodding listlessly. He looked up and saw the items he asked them to bring and jumped to his feet to help. Morgana yelped at the sudden motion and almost dropped her stuff. J rolled his eyes but took control back over the situation.

He fished out his phone to check on you. No motion detected for hours. "Hmm. She's been inside her room since this morn-ing. It's now or never."

Joker unlocked the front door and gestured for Morgana and Mac to follow him inside. Morgana glanced around and set down her supplies. When she heard Joker's idea over the phone, it didn't sound plausible, but now looking at the space, he was a mad genius.

He looked at her with an arched eyebrow. "I can work with this." Morgana assured him.

"Great, then I'll grab the rest." Mac sighed. He left the apartment to start hauling supplies up.

For the next few hours, the three of them worked on turning Joker's apology into a reality.

You woke up to the apartment's stereo system crackling to life. What was Joker up to now?

You patted your bed for your phone to check the time. Your eyes blinked in disbelief reading the time. It was close to nine pm. You slept the entire day. Granted, after you kicked Joker out, you showered, and cried yourself to sleep but you didn't think he would bother you anytime soon. You told him to get out and not come back.

But this was Joker here. Since when did he listen to anyone? You groaned to yourself and got out of bed to tell him off again.

This wasn't a small offense that he could sweep under the rug. Joker couldn't treat you like one of his goons and think it was okay. He hurt you with his careless behavior and you deserved an apology.

You knew Joker would never own up to his mistakes and apologize so you had to be an adult and assume responsibility instead. You needed some time away from Joker to think about your next course of action. Sending him away was a spur of the moment decision, one that you regretted making all day. You were never one for separation. Not having Joker nearby ate away at your heart even if you were upset with him.

Good thing Joker always thought two steps ahead of you.

The apartment was completely dark save for a path of lit candles in glass vases, situated in front of your door. You almost tripped on them walking out the door. You rubbed your eyes thinking you were dreaming but it was real.

A trail of light began at your bedroom door and led down the hall into the unknown.

You heard an instrumental playing in the background and immediately teared up. You could smell what lay ahead but it still felt like a dream. The distinct smell of roses in the air told you this was really happening.

Your hardwood floors were covered in roses and candles, creating a sea of red towards your living room.

Rose petals clung to your bare feet but you kept going. You had to see this through. The path kept going until you saw the huge arch made entirely of flowers– no doubt Morgana's doing. It was well over six feet tall and immaculate in design.

Red and pink balloons hung from the vaulted ceiling and their silk string tickled your shoulders as you walked through the dense field.

It was straight out of a romance film, everything was over the top. You had never seen so many flowers in the same room before. There had to be over a thousand individual rose petals lining the floor and over a hundred more stems in luxury vases scattered throughout the room.

You didn't know where to look, it was too much to take in. You were surrounded by roses.

You came to the end of the path and sobbed reading the giant pink balloons that spelled out, 'I'm Sorry.'

They said what Joker could never express.

Your living room was unrecognizable in a sea of roses and the soft glow of candles. Each detail sent your heart aflutter, but there was no Joker to be found. The song continued to play on a loop as the violins and trumpets set the mood perfectly but it meant nothing if Joker couldn't apologize to you directly.

You didn't know how he managed all of this while you slept. This had to take well over four hours if not more to assemble. So you waited for Joker to show and explain himself. As seconds turned into minutes, your anticipation turned into disappointment. You really thought Joker would be brave enough to come out but once again, he failed you.

You sighed and turned to head back to your bedroom when you finally spotted Joker.

He stood by the balcony door with his hands in his pockets. He had washed his makeup off and stood before you bare and honest.

The candlelight bounced off his freckles and highlighted handsome face, scars and all. His lips were bitten raw and you swore his eyes were puffy but Joker wasn't a crier. There was no reason for him to do so yet to your amazement, he blinked back his tears before speaking.

"B-Bunny.. I uh.." Joker raked a hand through his sunkissed locs and sniffed his nose. It was endearing to see a man like Joker at a loss for words. And haunting to see him so emotional.

But despite all of that, he used your favorite nickname. Earlier he only used your real name; a clear indication that he was mad at you. Now Joker was back to calling you bunny and that small detail made you crack a smile.

"Hope you don't mind.. I uh dec-or-ated a bit. You see– I uh, trieD staying away. I really did. but I can't. I can't just go away. I need my Light.. and I know ya need me too so.. P-Please, don't make me go."

You stayed still as Joker came over to cup your face. His palms were shaking but warm against your dry, puffy face and Joker noticed.

He took in every detail and commemorated it to memory since he saw you last. The tip of your nose red and raw from crying, your quivering lower lip, to the way your eyes watered staring up into his.

"My pretty girl.. You're right. You're not her and I shouldn't treat ya like that. I won't treat you like that ever again but ya gotta give me another chance. I can be anything you need me to be but I... Please let me come back. I need ya, doll. I need my Light."

You gasped in shock when Joker fell to his knees at your feet. "J-Joker!"

He left a lingering kiss on your stomach poking through your top and looked up at you.

Joker gazed at you as if you hung the stars and the moon in the night sky. His eyes rivaled them with how they gleamed in the candlelight, begging for a chance at redemption. Another song played on in the background but the two of you paid it no mind. You were keen on Joker's lips parting to speak.

"I don't deserve ya but I'll spend every day proving that I do." You carded your fingers through his hair and watched Joker close his eyes. "Please, Bunny." He sighed.

He kissed your palms and trailed his kisses up your wrist until you had enough. With a high pitched whine, you yanked Joker up by his hair and captured his lips in a desperate fever.

Joker didn't complain about the pain but heeded your unspoken command. He stood to his full high and kissed all of your pain away. You tried to talk in between gasps for air but Joker silenced your attempts with his fervent passion.

"You hurt me." You moaned.

Joker nodded and pushed you backwards until the back of your legs hit the couch.

"I know. I'm sorry, Bunny." He pushed you down and took in your beauty amongst the candlelight and sea of red.

Joker dropped to his knees again and helped you spread your legs. "Lemme make it up to ya."

[gifsbysimplysonia]

Ahead there be

So I'm not sure I've ever laughed harder at the opening line of a story:

Matthew Murdock is a pervert.

lmaoooooooooooo cuz that's not the Matt I know? Granted, it's limited to the Netflix series and his appearance on She-Hulk, but like, that's not the dude I know so to click on a cut and be told that straight up? Amazing. Love it. Not a lot of the fanfic I read is comedy, and this definitely isn't either, but I love when a comedic line is tossed in here or there and this captures my attention and makes me wanna find out WHY / keep reading. Then the 2nd line is just as good:

Matthew Murdock, the fearless and fearsome Devil of Hell’s Kitchen, is a pervert, and he knows it, revels in it, and is not ashamed of it.

So again, expectation subverted because most folks I come across in the fiction I read would NEVER admit to being a perv, let alone take pride in that fact? I myself am quite repressed and do my best to keep my tendencies/preferences as tightly under wraps as possible out of FEAR of being judged. But apparently, Matt let's his freak flag fly and wants everyone to see so GOOD FOR HIM!

It was probably guaranteed from birth, probably written down somewhere in the cosmos with the headline Man Loses Sight, but Not of Your Clit.

Absolutely amazing line lmao "Man Loses Sight but Not of Your Clit" I promise you I'm going to be thinking of that for YEARS.

...you watch a movie as it leads you through a random storyline of twists and turns that includes a handsome hero, a damsel in distress, and a passionate, but horribly choreographed love scene that simultaneously makes you cringe and squirm at the heat that briefly runs through you.

I like the judgment here cuz I am the EXACT same way. Not just, like, with love scenes but fight scenes as well but ain't it annoying that even if it's cringey and awkward, it's still a turn on? lol

Matt’s ass is decidedly not flat, and it is yours to grab whenever you see fit.

As someone who appreciates a man's peach, I appreciate attention being called to this cuz I feel like Matt does NOT get enough credit for this attribute of his.

Out of the blue, your phone vibrates on your coffee table in front of you... The man always has a way of knowing when you're thinking of him.  “I can smell you, you know,” he says the second the call connects, not bothering with a hello.

Talk about being SLAPPED in the face! Like, the way I would combust if the man I wanted greeted me like that?!?! Somehow melting into the couch from embarrassment before poofing into Thanos dust. LORDT, that is SO DAMN HOT!

Matt is one of the most eloquent men you’ve ever met, especially when he’s in front of a jury, smile and sharp words sailing throughout the courtroom in a display of confidence you know is sometimes forced. But even while he seems so put together in public, you know his real persona is someone who is a little rougher around the edges, and he’s not always one to beat around the bush when he has something on his mind.

Excuse the language but I effing love this SO MUCH cuz I feel like, with the Matt stuff I've read (which hasn't been a lot), there's rarely dichotomy explored. Here, we have public persona Matt who is well put together and unassuming but powerful when he needs to be versus private Matt who is a PERV-O and has absolutely NO problem saying exactly what he means, letting you know what he wants, and pursuing it (which can apply beyond the love life). It's SO GOOD, this is delicious, as Gordon Ramsay would say, "FINALLY, some good fcking food" when it comes to this character!

“I made popcorn. That's probably what you’re smelling, I guess.” “It’s definitely not the popcorn,” Matt remarks, and the voice sounds almost teasing as he refuses to tell you what he meant. Your eyes narrow suspiciously for just a moment. “What kind of movie are you watching?”

The way I would NEVER tell him lmaooooooooooo if he's gonna embarrass me, I'm gonna make him work for it.

"You could tell the actors just weren't into it, and the sounds they made were so fake and cringe-worthy." "Interesting," he murmurs, the sound low in your ear. "But obviously you still somewhat enjoyed it." Something in the way he says it causes your whole body to freeze, every square inch coming to an abrupt halt. The breath in your chest stutters, lungs almost refusing to move as your mind struggles to put things together.  How would he know you– No. No. No. No.

Yeah. I'd die lol just die.

“Please tell me you were lying when you said you weren't talking about the smell of popcorn that’s wafting through my apartment.” “I think we both already know that’s not what I was talking about,” his voice has deepened exponentially as he replies, and it almost sounds like a growl. “But if that’s what makes you feel better, then sure, we can go with that.”

I wouldn't ever admit it in the moment, but as a reader? I LOVE that he's beating around the bush (ha!), teasing, drawing this out. The tension that's building has my jaw clenched and me hugging my pumpkin pillow TIGHT cuz I know I'm gonna have to scream into it soon.

"You'd be surprised just how much I can pick up on when I'm focused," Matt says bluntly before the tone of his voice changes into something more heated. "And I assure you that the way you smell when you're wet isn't something I'll ever be able to ignore now that I've had my mouth on you."

Ded. Ded, Ded, Dedski. 2nd combustion. I'm just now realizing that she didn't UNDERSTAND when he said he could smell her the first time, and I must be a perv cuz I knew EXACTLY what he meant as soon as he dropped the line lol

“Speaking of movies, do you know what we should try doing together?” “What?” You ask hesitantly, not sure if you actually want to hear his answer. “I swear to God, if you say something dirty, I'm going to–" Matt takes no pity on you, his reply absolutely salacious as it cuts you off. “Watching porn.”

Me reading this section

liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike holy hell. Sweating.

I don't wanna keep quoting the rest because OMG, the mouth on this Matt Murdock. I'm someone who REALLY enjoys dirty talk (I'm very aural), and the dirty talk in this fic is UNMATCHED. His ideas, the way he unabashedly describes in detail what he wants to do to her? Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike, y'all. You need to read this for yourself.

Understand I don't even read Matt Murdock stuff but this came recommended from @savemefromanepicoftimewasted and I trust her tastes even if they are for characters I don't read like that and BOY HOWDY! This story HITS!

"I'm a block away," Matt tells you, breathing sounding slightly strangled. "Do you think you're ready for me?" Your whole body is fucking burning.

LFGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

I really wanna quote the end of the story because it's so eloquently and beautifully written, the picture Matt makes arriving, but y'all need to go read it for yourselves because it is *chef's kiss* 👩🏽‍🍳💋

I can't BELIEVE how much I enjoyed reading this story. It is a true testament to talent that it is SO HOT but so well written, descriptive, and delves into a character study of Matt Murdock all at the same time.

@courtforshort15 ? Brilliant work. Thank you SO much for creating and sharing. I've already come back to this one OFTEN and I really do appreciate you so much for publishing this one

Dirty Little Devil

Pairing: Matt Murdock x AFAB Reader

Word Count: 2,400

Summary: Matt Murdock is a pervert, and he is completely unashamed to admit it.

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of sex

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[goldieclaws]

Moving my files around so they're more organised bc good lordt I spend more time looking for a particular file than working on it so maybe I can work again on my personal comic Prelude and include more cringe art of the most annoying man in the world

[lonespektr]

SEPTEMBER 2ND HORROR WATCH 2023

INFINITY POOL (2023)

White sand brain death

It's all black for the first convo

Camera on tilt

Whoa creepy clone rejects

Oh mask WOW

That's already the second time she's altering reality and he is confused

But they just swapped positions, she asked for permission

Quad

Ok weird indigenous vs idk what

The Chinese food

He always playing this odd combination of abuser and manipulated calculating and oblivious

Oh lordt acting

Cuts of idk ominous sensual visuals

Discordant tones intrusive throughout the back ground

Fictional sort of combo country

Leaving the resort

Men always think they are brilliant and the first person to come up with that scene and the oddness of it some how invalidates it's banality or they claim it as commentary when it really is just wish be fulfillment

Poor help me nothing i could do some young blonde came at me

This one i find annoying because his wife is extremely younger, smarter, hotter looking than this woman

Why pick her to be nag wife?

On the way back

Oh just to be closest i think this is a set up from jump

I mean day 1 like before curtain lift

The question is who is in on it

Drugs, food drinks

No thought to the man whatsoever

Cops already (clear from the trailer)

Hospital gown white

Thresh

Nothing to get the male protag going by vague sexualized threats to the wife-property

Corruption

Lol he just really said federal law says the eldest son will kill you back

Literally just offered an in house clone via the embassy/cops and signed a random

Lol why is the atm wild like that if it can be gotten with one withdrawal (from him, who we established is broke) then how much is it

Lol straight into clone station 🤣

Lol visuals horror seems to be doing like a mini resurgence of these 80's kinda visuals

13 & 9 they said

Wait if they can see him then what's the point

Gown with a stab embroidered circle

This is literally pointless

Is this just sold as catharsis settlement check

Lol what the heck was that

Ok... passport

What, she's putting him on the back foot

Tattoo eyes?

Prior experience (also expected)

Omg just for a book, lordt

And there's a sicko crew of them

Didn't bring, well i guess she didn't get one

It's always the wife who just doesn't get it can't follow

"zombies" that's so typical rich people

Lol he never thought about it

She kissed him in public

Actual danger threat couched in joke

Playing ego

Creepy masks

Lol whut

Full purge vibes

Idiot shootout

Omg they are all doing it again

Omg now they are karening in the court house

Silly boy ego trip

co opting traditional herbs

Orgy montage miraculously heterosexual

Some aesthetic lezzies

This is just succession, rich people getting away with shit

Trigeminal Neuralgia sux ass

Fully decanted another one for a prank.

They knew seems like

Omg why they outside lol what

Okay he had it the whole time

Lol they chasing him

MEMBERS OF THE BUS

Oh they were planning

I never read your book

Good actress

It's largely misogyny

Old Rich playing with new rich

Not the same family

Visuals

[voyeuristicvixen]

Captains Log No. 28_That’s A Rap!

Wow! We finally finished shooting a commissioned project thats big for us! We started it a couple months back and had to build 6 avatars from scratch as well as two separate sets! Then we had to shoot countless takes of footage and B-Roll. Being in a creative partnership with someone you are also in a romantic relationship with is quite interesting a dynamic. We had clashed many times along the way in the beginning and real life got in the way of the creative process for both of us in individual ways. We have had to learn a whole new level of patience and grace with one another that has really made the whole process all the more rewarding in the end.

It was actually much simpler than we were making it. The harder we pushed against each others particular creation style the slower the process was the harder it felt. When we just had patience and allowed things to flow naturally without too much judgement it was just exciting. Because we are not together physically its like filming with legit film in old school analog way because until its finished we can’t see all the footage that is being taken. Its put us into areas of trusting one another like no other thing can do. We have to trust in the individual vision and the collective vision we share.

Bae kept getting upset at me for cracking jokes and roasting the avatar he made, but I am proud that he has come such a long way in such a short time. I just get salty because I hope he doesn’t forget his teacher >_< but like they say, the student always surpasses the master, and It only shows how good of a teacher I am! lol Enough with my ego talking though, that avatar was so white it was hard af to light it correctly! We are going to have fun in post with that!

The set was the most fun to make but we had some crazy wars and battles with it! The landowners of a  spot we were renting got so annoying and kind of discriminatory with us if you ask me. Completely deleted our platform and everything on it without warning.... while standing right in front of us and she could have just told us to gather it... Then they completely moved our plot to a new plot at which that point we decided to just leave and find a new land. That is one of the many delays we had while filming this... Lost my account at one point, got it back... had to start from scratch and DID! but that is what makes this final shooting day so wild and sweet. WE FRIGGEN MADE IT! WE FOUGHT HARD! LORDT KNOWWWWSSSSS!

[watchingspnagain]

Rewatching Hell House

Welcome to “How to Face a Ghost and How to Prank a Winchester”: A Supernatural Rewatch Blog” with Lor and Mace!

  Up today, s1e17: Hell House

  The boys check out reports of a haunted house when some local YA dingdongs decide to explore the place on a dare and things take a turn that ends with a girl in a noose in the basement. But it turns out that this is way more complicated than just a regular old haunted Texas shack, and to make matters hilarious, Sam and Dean have help from The Ghostfacers. Hold onto your butts—this is one of the creepiest and most cleverly plot-twisty of the early episodes.

 Below is a log of our real-time reactions as we watched. Remember that there may be spoilers for any part of SPN’s 15-season run here.  Note also that the nature of our conversation is adult and thus it may contain adult language and themes.

 [and we begin:]

 Mace:

is this the first ghostfacers ep?

 Lor:

i think it is

 Mace:

 woot!

Lor:

ug, these teenagers

 Mace:

 yeah

 Lor:

this is why you always bring a book. so you can stay in the car and read

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

"where Satan cans all his vegetables" lol

 Mace:

 SNORK!

 Lor:

OMG is it ALSO the one with all the pranks?

 Mace:

 YES IT IS

  what the hell are they listening to?!

 Lor:

i have no idea

  Mace:

 this must be one of the music license things because there's NO WAY

 Lor:

right?

 Mace:

 omg annoyed Sammy is so adorable

 Lor:

he IS

 annoyed and ALREADY PLOTTING

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

"persqueeter"?!

 Mace:

 snork!

 Lor:

"penetecostals"

 Mace:

 HAHAHA

 Lor:

i love how they intercut their conflicting stories

 Mace:

 yep

 "good for you, Morrissey"

 Mace:

 HAHAHAHA

 Lor:

YES

 Mace:

 Ugh, WHY are old abandoned houses SO CREEPY

 Lor:

RIGHT?

 Lor:

they FEEL wrong. because you can tell no one's been living there and they should be?

 Mace:

 maybe?

 Lor:

god the holey jeans

 SAMMY. so smart

 Mace:

 partly for me it's the synesthesia, I think, and that all inanimate objects have personality for me. old empty houses always feel sinister in a personal way

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

YES

 Mace:

 THERE they are! YAS

 Mace:

 I love these guys

 Lor:

YAAAAS

 (I remember being a kid and driving past houses and getting DISTINCT feelings of "good place" and "nope bad place" from different houses)

 "professional what?"

 Mace:

 (yep)

 Lor:

omg Dean "playing along" sarcastically

 Mace:

 so adorable that they make a joke about knowing who sam and dean are and they have NO idea

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

YES

 Lor:

Sammy trying not to give it away by smiling

 Mace:

 meanwhile S&D are actually famous in the demon world

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

YES

 Mace:

 Sammy coming out of a public library feeds my daydreams

 Lor:

YES

and THAT LIBRARY

 Mace:

 HAHAHAHA

 SAMMY

 Lor:

lolololol Sammy casually leaning down to watch Dean's reaction

 Mace:

 I used to do that one to my brother all the time when I was a kid

 Lor:

and DEAN! clearly actually annoyed he got got

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

haahahahaha that's awesome

  Mace:

 he has one of those teeny Datsun trucks

 pile of junk but I always kind of loved it

 Lor:

cool

 oh, chicken feet. that's fine

 Mace:

 yep

 Lor:

yes, because grades are all that could be upsetting a teenager's life

 Mace:

 just because she's a smart girl with a scholarship doesn't mean she isn't suffering from mental health issues, jesus dude, get a clue

 Lor:

HA

 Mace:

 ha!

 Lor:

#us

 Mace:

 i mean, it wasn't suicide, but still

 Lor:

yeah

 Mace:

 HAHAHA DEAN

 Lor:

YES

 DEAN WINCHESTER

 Mace:

 "hey Sam, I dare you to take a swig of this"

 Lor:

correct, Sammy

 Mace:

 HAHAHAHA

 at least he didn't commit the social faux pas of skipping right to the triple dog dare

 Lor:

SNORK

 Lor:

awwww, Dean

 "would you rather it was a ghost?" "yes"

 Mace:

 YES

 Mace:

 honestly? the ghostfacers eps are both the goofiest and the scariest

 Lor:

YES

 Mace:

 and that's sort of impressive

 Mace:

 "sweet lord of the rings"

 Lor:

I also LOVE the overall concept of what is going on in this one

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

omg lying on the bed doodling with his RING and his WATCH

 Mace:

 YES

 "hilarious" I LOVE YOU SAMMY

 Lor:

YES

aaaa, he's having an epiphany

LORDT he's adorable

 Mace:

 SNORK

 Lor:

DEEEEEAN

 he's so smart

 Mace:

 he sure is

 DEAN WINCHESTER

 Lor:

YAAAAAAAS

 Mace:

 okay excuse me while im DED

 Lor:

lolololololololol

 Lor:

killed by a towel

 Mace:

 YES

 I mean...GUH

 Lor:

yeah, for a lanky dude he is RIPPED

"cause you're a bad person"

 Mace:

 "cuz you're a bad person"

 HAHAHA

 Lor:

lololol

 I LOVE THIS. SUCH a cool idea

 Mace:

 omg Uncomfortable Sammy is HILARIOUS

 Lor:

so squirm

 Mace:

 and YESYESYES this is so clever and cool

 there's a paper in here somewhere about reader response and fan fic and canon...

 Mace:

 ...as tulpa legends

 Lor:

YAAAAAAS

 "you're a friggin jerk" "oh yeah"

 Mace:

 WWBD!!!!!

 Lor:

lolololol YES

 Lor:

"Ed, she's stronger than me"

 Mace:

 she'd roll her eyes so hard at them

 Lor:

YEP

oh come on, Dean, like you don't have nerdy little shit

 Mace:

 ha!

 Lor:

the way they PLAY people together

 i love them

 Mace:

 especially these two

 Lor:

YES

 lolololol

 Mace:

 OMG DEAN WINCHESTER

 Lor:

"if you pull that string one more time, I'm gonna kill you" AND HE DOES

 hello, hi, yes, Dean and I are the same person

 Mace:

 snork

  omg Sammy's snicker

 Lor:

YES

 Mace:

 "Oh, i did"

  AND THEN HE PULLS THE STRING

 Lor:

his lip curl grin behind the beer bottle!

 YES

 Mace:

 annnnnd Sammy is me

 Lor:

lololol

 did they... steal that? off the restaurant wall?

 how come we don't get to see THAT scene?

 Mace:

 apparently

 HAHAHAHA

 Dean just flirts with the waitress long enough for Sammy to make off with it out the door baddaboombaddabing

 Lor:

ha! yep

 omg Dean and Sam and their exhausted indignation

 Mace:

 YES

 the ghostfacers are just sam and dean had sam and dean not had the childhood they did...

 Lor:

HA!

 Mace:

 the movie references are Dean but from someone not afraid to be sincere in his geekiness about them...

 Lor:

lol yep

 Mace:

 "how many existed just because people believed in them"

 Mace:

 all of them, Sammy. All of them.

 Lor:

"how many of the things we hunted existed just because people believe in them?"

 OOOOF YEP

 "oh yeah? wrong number?"

 I. LOVE. HIM.

 Mace:

 i love that the boys turn their pranking against these two

 Lor:

YES

 Mace:

 I mean, come on. these two are also on the fringe of society...

 Lor:

Sammy's little laugh!

 they sure are

 Mace:

 and believe in things that most people don't

 Lor:

"yeah, truce. at least for the next hundred miles"

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

YEP

[swiggity-swexual-i-am-asexual]

Go ahead and send flames, I use them to bake cookies :)))

we’re going to have to call smut ‘lemons’ again, aren’t we? 

[costellos]

LOL A 401K IM DEAD but honestly...... tru

all that tax stuff, retirement plans.... nanami’s got it covered. and then there’s gojo, committing tax fraud 🤧 i’d compare gojo to salt as a seasoning but that’s kinda mean, he does have some flavor. like, sugar probably suits him better?? sweet, can be addicting, but bad for you if have too much of it 🙈 AND THEN NANAMI. man’s the whole spice rack, he wouldn’t have it anything less since he loves food so much 😤 he is, as we say, umami personified 🤌

yeah, it’s unfortunate lmfao but oh well. i do occasionally have them in a smoothie though, like you said!

alsjfhsha it’s def time consuming.... like i’d be sitting down w my family and when i’m finally done picking it all out, they’ve finished eating welp 😭 and yeah, the rational part of me knows that, but i’m that person someone has to go up the service worker for and be like “excuse me she asked for no pickles” (except i didn’t 🙈) i’m much better in restaurants bc the language barrier isn’t as intimidating so i will tell them to leave out an ingredient if it’s something i can’t easily take out

mmmmm i can see that! he’d be the guy who’d eat pizza with a fork and knife wouldn’t he lol. and dab all the excess oil off w a napkin. he probably only goes to the Legit pizza places too haha but i think if he likes you enough he can be convinced to eat almost anywhere

ofc!! ask games are more fun if it goes both ways 😌 and ooooo tsumu! interesting...... 👀 those are honestly such good date ideas w a guy like atsumu! that’d rly be smth he’d enjoy and ngl the moment i read ‘something physical’ i immediately imagined y’all racing LMAO. he’s a prime example of how competition can be good for you w the right person, so i can see you filling in the space osamu left after he decided to focus more on his food aspirations. like imagine making cute lil bets w him and the loser having to do what the winner wanted hehe. omg a double date w the miya twins would be sm fun tho??? from my impression of you so far, i definitely trust you to keep tsumu in line lmfao so catch me there. me and osamu are the ones spectating and judging your guys’ competitions and cheering you on to beat atsumu like we’re olympic commentators or smth LOL

aaaaa i’m honestly p shy but if anything can get me to come off anon, it’d be nanamin 😂 (it’s like we’re todo and yuji bonding over their shared type but w nanami skdjfjsjsjs) let me know if you prefer to keep it here or on discord and i’ll give you my account, whichever platform you like better! also congrats on 1k! much deserved!! 🎉

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A;LDSKJ GOJO WOULD COMMIT TAX FRAUD. lmao salt is a lil mean!! sugar is more fitting <3 sugar is also used for more fun foods, and I feel like it matches him bc of his sweet tooth. but Nanami........ o lawd. definitely the whole spice rack yes. 100% agree. pls I would use him in everything. wait was that a weird thing to say?

ah I totally understand! well, u got this friend. the next time u go out for Mexican food, I’ll be there cheering for u in spirit!!

and yes.... ugh... I don’t think he’s particularly picky, he’ll try anything. he just doesn’t like foods that are excessive, if that makes sense? like what you were saying with the grease. I think he’s more the type to like subtle flavors. an obnoxious meat lover’s pizza from The Hut would be a no go, but he’s down for a, quote, Legit Pizza Place. the kind of Italian restaurant that’s authentic! but let’s admit it, by that point it wouldn’t even technically be “pizza.” authenticity comes with a price :’)

ty friend you’re far too kind 🥺 AND PLS YOU’RE MAKING ME BLUSH OVER MY LAPTOP HHHHHHH. I would love nothing more than to fill the Osamu-shaped hole in his heart once they both go into their separate careers. and god..... don’t encourage him. or me. I would definitely make bets w him. and I would win. but thank you sweet anon, I would do my best to keep him from annoying the shit out of you!! it would be an honor to have you and Osamu comment on our tomfoolery. 👉👈

MY GOD I WAS ABOUT TO KEYBOARD MASH AGAIN. we’re definitely Todo and Yuji.... u like Nanami and so now I’m obligated to imagine a whole life we coulda had together in high school together. even tho I graduated five years ago. and I’m assuming you did some time ago too since you mentioned you’re old...... lordt. anyway! thank you for the congrats!! I would love to discuss more headcanons and such w you over Discord! dm me and I’ll add you so that we can sob over Nanami’s absence in the anime <33

nanamin date anon said: me, rewatching eps 9-13 on replay until the new episode comes out: hahaha i love all the jjk characters equally! nanamin and *looks at smudged writing on hand* the extras

lol i love them all rly, it’s just super refreshing to have an adult like nanami in a shounen

haha yeah, i’m definitely glad i’m not the oldest (bc that’s way too much responsibility for me, idk how they do it) so being player 2 as a younger sibling isn’t too bad, especially since it’s the story that i’m usually more interested in rather than the gameplay itself. i don’t have to worry about remembering which buttons to press in a fight when i can just watch the plot play out lol. (it’s definitely a good game, i just suck at the controls 😅 my brother let me play a bit and i couldn’t get the web swinging down i was struggling so bad aslfjjfsjak) what sort of games are you into? 👀

even if it’s boring to some ppl, watching is a good way to experience the game for yourself as well, esp if it’s a single player game! ofc i do tend to prefer multiplayer games, but it’s not too dissimilar to watching someone play a sport tbh. AND NO KENMA IM PRO-SIDEQUEST LIVE OUT YOUR COMPLETIONIST DREAMS. if we gotta fetch that dude a super rare item to unlock his backstory we MUST do it ok

YEAH! mikorin is also voiced by noya’s va! it’s honestly a shame gsnk didn’t get a second season, it’s so good 😔

me: lol does that mean kuroo’s your tomoda

kenma: ok this date is over

LMFAOOOOO not my fault the popular choices are the ones that get you the good end 😤 and it’s all good, i’m also guilty of replaying to see how the other choices impact the story haha. if there’s no save system tho, i’d make him switch out w me every time we replay bc i’d zone out at all the repeat stuff (bless games that have a skip option 🙏)

UGH TELL ME ABOUT IT!!! ok so I love the other charas too but.... Nanami’s so good. so good. iono about you, anon, but I went back and rewatched his episodes from the dub and it made me Feel Things. and I agree, it is refreshing to see an adult like him in shounen. esp since he treats the kids like kids. and he makes it clear that their being kids is never a bad thing. I will reiterate: he’s so good.

ahhh friend that’s so nice!. your brother sounds really chill. plus it sounds like a good balance: you get to watch the story, and he gets to dick around!! win-win. and as for my fav games, I’m up for anything! I try to avoid co-op games like Overwatch bc I get too competitive and I’m a sore loser lmao (but they are fun!). the last games I played were the Last of Us 2 and Persona 5, two very different games, but stuff that’s a good time nonetheless. tbh as long as I can immerse myself in the story and there’s tons to explore, I’m down. what about you?? you’d kind of mentioned otome games and Animal Crossing, but I’m curious!

hm. interesting. that’s a nice way to look at it. I guess if it’s a really good game, it’s no different from an interactive movie! also Kenma would love that omg you’re going to save so many villages in the rpgs he plays w you.... gotta max out EVERYTHING. every side quest! every mundane task!! collect literally every feather!!! but I feel like he would pass the time by making idle conversation. like some dumb shit Lev had mentioned earlier that day. such a nice way to unwind at the end of the day, shit talking Lev w his fav person 😌

anyway! going back to completionist stuff: Kenma would have such a blast going back and replaying games w you! and yes bless games w a skip option hhh. thankfully he’d remember all your previous choices together, so he can help navigate where to go next. he has no qualms handing the controller over, I think he’d love to curl up next to you and analyze how you play! but I also feel like he’d be giving unwarranted suggestions....... thanks, Kenma.

also, about Mikorin’s va: WHAT. OH MY GOD. so many things to learn..... pls. indulge me w your trivia.

[sadgoldensisiw]

05-12-20 ; 9:00 pm

it makes me so sad thinking na whenever i feel unwanted i tend to isolate myself from other people expecting that they would notice it and tell me na i am important to them.........BUT THEY WOULDN'T DO THAT so i'm going to end up feeling sad again and again and again.......i always think of what other people think about me, likE do they want me???? am i annoying to them???? smth like that. i don't want these feelings. ITS HORRIBLE istg. anyways, if they don't like me naman, they can tell it straight up to my face—nO HARD FEELINGS BRUH (~￣³￣)~ i've spent my whole life hating myself too bUT OBV I'M TALKING ABT MY CRUSH AND ME AND EVEN IF I WANT HIM TO LIKE ME IF HE DON'T REALLY LIKE ME???? ANUNA GORL. "u can't force things", sabi nga nila. HAY. oh, wow. this is giving me relief. u know, i just notice while writing this piece of shit full of grammatical errors because idk anymore i'm writing this while crying and my brain is not functioning bRo forgive my stupid ass this is the only way i know that i thinkKKKK will lessen the pain that i am feeling and will give my mind some PEACE AND FREEDOM.

ok sTory timE stoRy op mY layp and the clownery itself

these past few days, he is always busy......its like we're chatting just to say hello hi ganon lang and even gabi na busy pa rin siya idk why he's always busy but he's telling me na he is studying sO OKAY I RESPECT DAT I KNOW HE ALSO HAVE HIS PERSONAL LIFE HE CAN DO WHATEVER HE WANT BUT IT FEELS LIKE SOMETHING'S OFF???? SOMETHING'S WRONG??? WITH HIM??? WITH ME???? IDK if i'm just overthinking bUT THAT'S WHAT I FEEL :(( AND IT REALLY MAKES ME SAD to think na may mga secret pa rin talaga siya sakin na di sinasabi but i get it......sabi niya nga we're not close ENOUGH to tell me something abt his life (AND IT HURTS???) he don't trust me ??? i guess,,,,,•́ ‿ ,•̀ haha ok but anyways I KNOW THE WORD PRIVACY,,, ITS JUST THAT......WE'RE LIKE LANDI-ING EACH OTHER AND HE STILL DON'T TRUST ME ?????? haha ;"")) no i'm not crying ??? is HE HIDING SOMETHING FROM ME??? whatchu think whatchu thINK TUMBLR ANSWER ME BCOS IM GOING CRAZY ( ꈨຶ ˙̫̮ ꈨຶ )

i wab him beri much even if things ARE NOT SURE FOR THE BOTH US BUT YE I LIKE HIM ANYWAYS AND I PRAY TO WHOEVER UP THERE NA SANA AKIN NALANG PO SIYA cute naman po ako. lordT angels mama mary bIGYAN NIYO PO AKO NG PEACE OF MIND AND HEART. UNIVERSE!!!!? BIGYAN MO Q SIGN?????? please. ty ily

that's all good bye

these are my tots

these are my stupidiy in life

this is me

this is trash

em sori for all d wrong things that i've done HehE pls forgive mE

[jewishbarbies]

And aaaall the numbers for your current front runner Star Wars OC ship ❤️

asdfghj SARA you spoil me!! i’m going with octana & obi-wan bc my galaxy brain is tingling

1. Who makes the first move and how?

octana does, she just hauls off and kisses him one afternoon bc my girl has virtually no sense of boundaries lol

2. Who is the most insecure and what makes them feel better?

maybe obi-wan? probably cuddles bc this man is chronically touch starved

3. Who is the most romantic?

obi-wan, whew this man is a Charmer

4. Who can’t keep their hands to themselves?

definitely octana

5. Who says ‘I love you’ first?

hmmm i’m gonna say octana again

6. Who would they ask if they ever had a threesome?

oh god this question made me snort, but i honestly don’t know??

7. What do they get up to on a night out?

they probably only go out for some political event, so drinking and complaining about dumb politicians lol

8. What do they like in bed?

octana really be like “we can have some light bondage, as a treat.”

9. What is the most embarrassing thing they have done in front of each other?

i don’t know about this one either, i mean i’m sure there’s something embarrassing but my brain is blanking

10. What two songs, two books and two luxury items do they take to a desert island?

i see octana as a billie eilish person so probably ‘ocean eyes’ and ‘when the party’s over’ for songs, obi-wan would pick a couple old books from the temple, and as far as luxery items? pillows

11. What do they hide from one another?

octana keeps system politics and things from obi-wan bc the Jedi council doesn’t need to know and she knows obi-wan might bring it up with someone like yoda or windu

12. What first changes when it starts getting serious?

hugs start to mean more than just ‘hello’

13. When do they realize they should get together?

after the events of episode ii 👀

14. When one has a cold, what does the other do?

literally faun over them as much as possible, super clingy

15. When they watch a film what do they choose and why? Who gets the final vote?

obi-wan probably gets the final vote bc octana doesn’t care much for films, and he probably picks something romantic but sad like........moulin rouge

16. When the zombie apocalypse comes, how do they cope together?

by hoarding as many of the survivors in the palace as they can fit lol

17. When they find a time machine, where do they go?

probably to before qui-gon’s death

18. When they fight, how do they make up?

usually they come to a cool off point where they can sit and talk calmly about whatever got them fighting and they work it out from there

19. Where do they go on their first date?

there’s an inside joke that the arena on geonosis is there first date but really they have a small picnic in the darkanaan fields the next time obi-wan visits

20. Where do they go on holiday?

they don’t really take vacations, it’s more of a staycation at the palace

21. Where do they get nervous about going with one another?

definitely the jedi temple

22. Where does their first kiss happen?

in the darkanaan fields

23. Where is their favourite place to be together?

see #22 lol

24. Where do they first have sex?

octana’s room in the palace

25. Why do they fight?

usually they butt heads over the jedi council/their ideals

26. Why do they need to have a serious chat?

because they’re both morons with the relationship skills of preschoolers

27. Why do their friends get annoyed with them?

oh lordt poor anakin is just trying to learn and be a good jedi and these two emotionally wack people keep acting like fools pretending they’re not together, and tell him he’s ridiculous when he suggests it (it’s literally like your mom and dad getting mad at you for suggesting they’re married...when they...wear rings)

28. Why do they get jealous?

OOF octana gets so worked up when she finds out about satine, like it wouldn’t be a big deal but they’re both working closely with obi-wan at the time and satine seems like a snob and just oof

29. Why do they fall a little bit more in love?

they lose a lot of friends and see good people die and it makes them both take the time to notice and appreciate the little things about each other, to make every hug/touch last a little longer and mean something more

30. Why does it work (or not work) between them?

there’s a lot they can both understand about each other (loss, being at the top of the list), obi-wan becomes a bit attached after he promises qui-gon he’ll look after her and octana also becomes attached bc he was qui-gon’s padawan and she feels a sense of family with him, so their relationship will always stand regardless of the romantic aspect and i think that’s why they’re in love to begin with - bc they’re attached and they know that the other will always be there, so there’s more hope for stability in being vulnerable and romantic

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[domokunrainbowkinz]

oh i hate yall for lying to me. that episode wasn’t even bad >:(

Wrow good morning wonder how that new iwtv ep was -

[aroihkin]

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[wetalkinboutbooks]

The Bird King by G. Willow Wilson

Summary

The Bird King is a 2019 fantasy novel set in 1491, the novel takes place in the Emirate of Granada during the territory’s final days. The story concerns the flight of Fatima and Hassan, a concubine and mapmaker, respectively, from service to the Emirate’s last sultan. (Taken from Wikipedia)

We follow Fatima and Hassan on their search for the Bird King as they avoid soldiers of the Spanish inquisition, and meet a variety of characters along the way.

Our Ratings: 

 → Geena: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

 → Kae: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Overall: The Bird King is an amazing book that manages to be complex yet light-hearted. It touches on subjects like faith, love, and friendship. The characters are engaging (and absolute drama queens) and the plot is fast-paced so there’s never a dull moment. The dynamic between the characters leads to the funniest situations that will have you dying. In summary, reasons to read this book if you haven’t already:

A- ONE SUPER FUNNY BOOK PLZ READ IT

B - THE DRAMAAA OF FATIMA AND HASAAN

C - Vikram 

D - Stupid

~ Spoiler-full discussion below ~

The Good: 

→ Hassan and Fatima’s Relationship

Geena: The best thing about the bird king (aside from the horse named Stupid) was Hassan and Fatima’s friendship. IMO it was so wholesome and they were so in love (PLATONICALLY!!!!). When Hassan said seeing Fatima walking around was like seeing his heart outside his body…… a BITCH DIED!!! Also, the fact they would take shots at each other constantly? Loved it. HOW COULD I FORGET… HASSAN CONSTANTLY BEING HORNY AND FATIMA BEING LIKE “CAN U CHILL!”  

Kae: OKAY MOOD LMAOOO. So boom. Geena covered it. We love this book! Hassan and Fatima are the definition of the 💯 emoji. But these bestie-bitches are DRAMATIC af. I’ve never seen two best friends who love each other as much as they do. They’re hugging and crying one moment, then the next they’re jealous that one of them is talking to someone else. DRAMATIC. I love it. Have we talked about Gwenny and Stupid yet?  

Geena: WE HAVEN’T TALKED ABOUT THEM, the perfect accessories to the Hassan-Fatima duo. Gwen is the token white boi, there for Hassan to thirst over and Fatima to learn how to sail a ship. Stupid on the other hand…. God bless that horse all it did was drown and then LIVE!!!! The absolute legend.�� BUT Kae HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE GWEN AND STUPID? HMMM

Gwen: I only love God

Also Gwen: *sleeps with Fatima on the deck of the ship while Hassan is 3 feet away* 

Kae: Well... Gwennec. Ol’ Gwenny Gwen Gwen. Gwen, the Monk who FUCKS. PAHAAHA. Gwen was a new Monk who was at first, totally against helping our favorite bestie-bitches. But Fatima was all “Don’t test me white boi I will kick ya ass.” And Gwen lowkey thought it was hot so he let them slide. He taught Fatima and Hassan how to sail while Hassan made googly eyes at him and definitely wanted to tap that. But, as previously stated, Fatima and Gwen got it ooonnn.  Hassan found out and as like “Fa, I can’t believe you slept with my husband who doesn’t know we’re married yet!”,  and that was basically that.. Then we have Stupid. The horse who was just as damn stupid as his name. The horse lived to spite the Grim Reaper just to prove it would breathe another day. We also haven’t mentioned our Jinn friend and their literal lifesaver/guardian angel, Vikram.  

Geena: VIKRAM, aka another dude/djinn/dog man that Hassan wanted to fuck but couldn’t :( Vikram was essentially the only one in the group that had a substantial amount of brain cells, and spent most of the time trying to make sure Fatima didn’t accidentally kill herself. The fact that he saw his death and it was in the arms of a “beautiful woman” should sum up his character really well. 

Kae: Geena is sooo right. Vikram was the only one with brain cells because Fatima and Hassan both shared two. Our loveable, dramatic, but also a little dimwitted faves wouldn’t have survived any of their adventure without Vikram. He lead them through a Jinn filled tunnel that Hassan made. Escorted them across the land with the Inquisition right on their asses, and fought off whoever tried to hurt them. Initially, he agreed to save them because of a debt he owed to Fatima’s Sultana. But in the end, Vikram helped them because he wanted to. He was a weirddog/man/Jinn who just wanted Fatima and Hassan to stop being dumbasses for five seconds. But they couldn’t so he was constantly annoyed and probs wanted to eat them to shut them up. BUT WE STAN THAT FURRY LEGEND BECAUSE WITHOUT HIM, OUR ESCAPEES WOULD BE DEAD-EEE. Also he was one suave, smooth talking mofo and I feel like if he walked up to you and said “You’re lovely, but you’re an idiot. It’s okay, because you’re pretty tho.” that compliment sandwich would go right over your head and you’d thank him.  

Geena: ok FIRST OFF I would be like “why do you have a tail” but god Kae you hit all the points. 

The Bad AND The Ugly

→ The Sultan and His Mom Being Pedos 

Geena: Ok so, Fatima is 17 and I’m assuming the Sultan was in his mid-thirties, because he has kids Fatima’s age 👀. So I am sure it was historically accurate, the fact that the old ass man had a 17 year old concubine, but that doesn’t make it any less gross!!!! What’s worse is that Fatima’s mom was originally a slave for the sultan, so when she was born the sultan’s mom raised her and had her instated as a concubine when she was 15!!!!!! Scuse me while I 🤮. 

Kae: Yea, Geena said it all. The Sultan was ewww. Fatima was his favorite and I guess he talked to her like she wasn’t a concubine? She was treated very well. For a concubine. Probably better than any concubine I’ve read about Like, she had rights and could talk shit without punishment. But still, DISGUSTEEENNNG. Our girl was groomed so we do NOT stan the Sultan. 

→ Luz

Kae: we also have our main villain, Luz. She arrived at their palace to play peaceful, but she had ulterior motives that involved her spreading the word of the LORDT and taking Hassan in to be tried for Witchcraft and all that magic shit. Because if we didn’t say it before, Hassan can draw anything on a map and make that place a reality. Luz has this little worm in her eye that basically makes her super weirdly strong and badass. But fuck Luz. When Fatima finds out that Hassan is to be tried for witchcraft, she goes to him so they can both escape. Fatima wants to be free and she doesn’t want to see her bestie die. So what do they do? They dip. And now our friends are on the run. 

Geena: UGH Yes, can I just say the moment that Fatima realized that Hassan would get canned she was like “fuck all these people” and peaced out with Hassan? Friendship goals… But yes LUZ!! I enjoyed reading her as a villain because she genuinely thinks she’s a good person and that her life’s mission is to “Save” people like Fatima from people like Hassan. You really end up liking her in the beginning, and then she turns around and murders a few people and you’re like…. Ah…… i see….. aND THEN it turns out she was being controlled by some brainworm that was also trying to get to the Bird King and you kind of wonder…. How much of what Luz did was her being a violent inquisitor and how much was the worm controlling her… you kno? She redeems herself by dying, so I guess she gets…. Like one (1) right. 

Kae: Damn girl! Well said!!! LITCHERALY that is a perfect summary of Luz’s character. I can’t say anything else because it’s been SAID.  Villains are always interesting when they don’t see themselves as the bad guy. They’re righteous and unforgiving because they believe they are doing the right thing. That’s what scary about them. 

Conclusion 

Kae: Okay, so in conclusion. This is an amazing book and in all honesty, I enjoyed the hell out of it. I was never bored reading it. Hassan, Fatima, and Vikram had quite the adventure and all the dramatics of made it that much more enjoyable. They left the palace in hopes of freedom. Hassan and Fatima got the idea of The Bird King from a story they liked to read, but never knew the ending. So they continued the story on their own, making it up along the way. In hopes of escaping their new fate to Luz and the Inquisition, Hassan drew up a map to the Bird King in hopes to find it. Their journey took them to meet Gwennec who sailed them to said island, where they discovered used to be inhabited long, long ago. Soon, others began to show up on the island. Hassan even got him a MANS. A DOCTOR. Whew. He’s got taste. The island is also forever changing and some of the remaining inhabitants are Jinn. 

Geena: Kae summarized the story really well!!! The journey to the end was an absolute trip, but G. Willow Wilson tied up the story neatly. We get to see Fatima become less dependent on Hassan (thanks to his doctor bf who told her to chill out) and Hassan finally find the happiness he deserves. Gwen, unfortunately, doesn’t make it to the end (press F to pay respect). Luz essentially sacrifices herself by taking the map Hassan drew, getting off the island, and ripping it up. Why does she do this? Because to make a place or passage Hassan drew disappear the map has to be ripped. And leaving the map to the island wasn’t an option because the Spanish inquisition never stops!!

Kae: And if they ripped the map on the island, the island would cease to exist! Upon arrival to the island, everyone had their ships wrecked. Luz got fucked up on the shipwreck and that worm thing got ripped out of her eyes and then it became a monster on the island that was NOT to be trifled with. Since Luz got all jacked up, she was gonna die anyway and no one wanted her to stay--

Geena: Everyone said “u cant sit with us” to luz. OKAY DISCUSSING THIS BOOK MADE ME REMEMBER HOW MUCH IT MADE ME LAUGH, GENUINELY ONE OF THE FUNNIEST BOOKS I’VE READ. 10/10 FOR ME!!

Kae: LMAOOO HONESTLY. XPECIALLY FATIMA NEVER HAVING WALKED SO FAR BEFORE AND BEING A BIG OL BABY. but she DIIIID have messed up shoes that blistered so I’ll give her that BUT YES HASSAN WAS A DRAMA QUEEN “waaah, I have red hair and im pale BUT I'M STILL HOT AND I LIKE TO F U C K” But yeah, Luz got voted off the island and voted herself off the island, ripped up the map, and then they were safe and lived happily ever after. Vikram even made his final appearance to say his goodbyes to Fatima, even though he hates goodbyes. I give this book a 10/10. It was funny, the characters were likeable and relatable, and it was just a good adventure read.

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My first imagine with Sienna and Colson.

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Cutie pies S+C <3

Sienna stared out of the plane window just as it was taking off. Contemplating this whole “baecation” as her friends had described it. It's not that she didn't want to spend time with Colson it was just that well, she had suggested something a little more quiet and inconspicuous like the Hamptons which was agreed on at first but of course knowing Colson he just had to have some type of wild atmosphere. “Babe it’ll be better than the Hamptons. I mean c’mon does that place even have clubs.” he laughed. Sienna snapped out of her thoughts and turned toward Colson. “Colson you know I love spending time with you but Vegas out of all the places to go? Like it's going to be turn up central for you this whole weekend and I…” Colson put his finger on Sienna's lips. “Girl I promise you it’ll be fine. I mean yeah we might turn up for a few hours, well it is Vegas after all but nothing too crazy.” Sienna nodded and laughed “Yeah I think I'm being a bit paranoid is all.” They gave a peck on the lips and Colson pulled his sleeping mask down over his eyes and fell asleep shortly after.  

They were flying in from New York and after such a long day it's no shock that they would both want some shut eye but no matter how hard Sienna tried to sleep she just couldn't shake the feeling of Vegas of all places and it's not that she thought Vegas was a bad place but Colson mixed in with the nightlife and her tagging along spells W-I-L-D S-H-I-T.  This would be a weekend of them getting to know each other on a deeper level and Sienna just wasn't sure it would happen with all the distractions.  

When they finally touched down it was going on 3 o’clock and Sienna just wanted to get to the hotel room, take a shower, get dressed up all cute and go have dinner at one of those expensive restaurants Colson had promised. Sienna wasn't really used to dining out at fancy restaurants so this would be a treat for her. “Babes did you have a good nap on the flight? I couldn't sleep a wink with all that turbulence.” Sienna lied. She really couldn't sleep thinking about how this ‘baecation’ might turn out. “It was ight. They don't make those seats comfortable for tall guys. I always end up with my neck bothering me.” They had finally made their way to the car waiting to pick them up. “Well I could give you a massage later.” she smirked. “Oh hell yeah baby. I need all that.” Colson whispered in her ear and gently bit her lobe. God this man could make any woman weak in the knees.  

It was about 3.45 when they finally checked into the hotel room. Traffic was a beast and of course Sienna just had to lose her sunglasses, either way she was just glad to finally be checked in and able to take that shower she had been wanting. Sienna sat down on the bed face up and began checking her phone to see if any of her girls had sent her any words of encouragement. “These hoes ain’t even checked to see if I made my flight safe.” She put her phone on the dresser and walked into the bathroom. “Towels..check, soap...check. Okay looks like I'm good ta go.” Just as Sienna was shutting the bathroom door Colson walked into the bedroom. She could hear him on the phone talking with someone. “I know but I promised my girl nothing too crazy…..yeah yeah fool but we might come out to a spot for a lil bit…..ha yeah okay ight.” Sienna turned around as if she wasn't just eavesdropping.

The bathroom had become filled with steam from the hot shower Sienna was taking. She had been in there for a while. Just letting the water hit all of her back and legs. There’s just something about a nice hot shower to bask in. Colson’s speakers were playing music so loud Sienna could hear it from inside the bathroom. “Ay hurry up girl you been in there too damn long. It don't take all that.” Colson yelled over the music. Sienna shook her head. “Whatever Colson.” Sienna yelled back.  

With the plush towel wrapped around her she sat down on the bed putting lotion on her feet. Colson walked into the room with two drinks in his hand. “Here drink this it'll relax you.” Colson handed her the glass and she gulped it down with no questions asked. “Oh god Colson that burned like fuck! What the hell did you give me?” He laughed. “Just a rum and coke..well a fuck ton of rum and a splash of coke. Hurry up and get dressed we need to be at the restaurant at 7.30.” Sienna looked over at her phone. “Babe it's only a little after 4 I think we’ll make it on time.” Sienna took off her towel and began rubbing the lotion on her stomach. Colson took a sip of his drink. “Girl you owe me a full body massage.” He reached out a touched her. “Stoopp boy and first of all it was a neck massage and second that isn’t until later.” Colson placed his drink on the nightstand, walked over to Sienna towering over her he grabbed her head and kissed her. She could taste the rum on his lips. “Lay down on the bed and don't make a sound.” “But Col..” “Shhh do what daddy tells you.”  

Fuck. He knows I can't resist when he gets all dominant like that. I don't care what anybody says women love when a man can take charge, especially in the bedroom. It's such a turn on. As I lay on the bed naked Colson turns off all the lights in the bedroom. It is basically pitch black except for the glimmer of the Vegas lights that shine in through the window but then again even that isn't enough to really see that well. I look up at the beige wall not making a sound not really sure what's going to happen next. I hear glasses tinkering and something be poured into a glass. Colson finally walks back over to me. “Baby have another drink.” I start to mutter a “one is enough Colson” but he stops me. “Ah I want you to relax. Drink.” He holds the glass up to my lips and I do just that. I didn't want any arguing this weekend, so I do as I'm told.  

He removes the cup from my lips and walks away. Err what the fuck game is this? I lay back down, there is a silence in the room I laid there for what felt like ages but was probably just a few minutes. I start to feel the effects of the alcohol my head swimming, the blurriness of the room, that warm feeling inside. I'm such a lightweight. Suddenly I feel my thighs being spread open and Colson’s face buried in my cunt. “Oh, fuck baby I have to admit I wasn't expecting this.” It was the truth. I mean I wasn't expecting anything until later tonight, but this is amazing. Colson never said much but that tongue did all the talking for him.  

He started by kissing the inside of my thigh forcefully grabbing my ass. I was already on cloud nine when he began flicking my clit with his expert tongue stopping every few seconds to put that tongue in my cunt. Oh fuck yes. I think I love this man. Like really. He didn't try to rush my orgasm. He patiently made out with her. Kissing every fold and slurping my juices like a champ. The only sounds in the room were my moans and that wet pussy. I'm a juicy bitch though.  

“Oh fuck that's so good baby. Yeah suck that clit you fucking sexy motherfucker.” I had so many cuss words come out while he was eating me. I really couldn't help it. I could feel the orgasm start to build up in the pit of my stomach. “Colson don't stop babe its almost there.” I moan out. He starts flicking my clit faster. How the fuck does he do that. Either way I love it so so much. “Oh yes that's it daddy!” The orgasm washes over me like pure bliss. Just when I think it's over he pushes two fingers inside me while simultaneously sucking my clit. Oh fuck. I think I went blind for a sec. Damn this man must be from another planet. He can do no wrong in my eyes. I can feel myself starting to cum again. “That tongue is everything Colson. I swear you're the best babe.”  

My body shutters as my orgasm ruptures again. Out of nowhere I feel his finger in my ass. Which makes me cum even harder. Oh damn you Colson! Although we have discussed anal stuff briefly it was very much unexpected that he would do that. I think I liked it. Oh lordt what is happening to me. I laid on the bed wore out from those back to back orgasms. I'm exhausted from all of that. I suddenly didn't want to go out anymore I just wanted sleep.  

Colson turns on the light and clears his throat. “Ay we gotta go in like 20 minutes. Get dressed.” He picks up his drink off the nightstand and takes a swig before leaving out the room. Whoa like what the fuck just happened...he just swallows my whole entire pussy and leaves out the room?? In addition to being confused my vag is just sopping wet. I’m horny and wanting to be bent over and fucked hard like a true slut, oh god Sienna calm down. I take a couple deep breaths and start getting dressed.

Colson walks onto the balcony to have a smoke while he waits for Sienna to get dressed. “Fucking cancer sticks.” Colson lights it up and takes a drag. Overlooking the skyline, he plays some music from his phone to pass the time. 10 minutes turn into 20 and 20 turns into 45 minutes. “This girl better be ready we running late as fuck.” He grabs his phone and walks back into the bedroom. “You got to be ready we gotta go.”  

Sienna is dressed in a tight leather dress that stops just above her knees. Hair on fleek. Makeup on fleek. Looking like a snack. “Damn Colson calm down I'm ready I just need to put my shoes on.” She grabs her heels from the corner of the room and throws them on the bed. She walks along the room as if she's looking for something. Colson looks through his imessages not paying her any mind. “Babe have you seen my purse? I could've sworn I left it on the dresser.” Colson takes an annoyed sigh. “Are you serious right now? We don't have time for this. Damn.” Sienna sucks her teeth. “Hush Colson. Whenever you lose your weed or sum shit I always help you look for it.” He nods. “True true.” He looks under the bed hoping that she would just find her purse like yesterday. “K I found it. It was in the bathroom. Okay now I just have to put my heels on then when can go.” Sienna sits down on the bed to put her shoes on. “Nah we gotta go. You just gon have to put them shits on in the car.” He can't be serious.

Sienna and Colson walk through the hotel lobby with Sienna’s heels in his hand. Sienna was trying not to get anything stuck in her foot from walking barefoot through the lobby. Colson was too preoccupied with his phone conversation to notice the funny looks they got; besides he wouldn’t have cared anyways. How embarrassing. I hate walking barefoot in public. Sienna sighed.

We finally make it to the car but only after I walked on the dirty pavement. God knows what's on the ground. Colson revs the engine and starts to put out of the parking space. “Colson seat belt.” He looks over at me not hearing a word I said. Lord. “Put your belt on.” He’s still on the phone, though not doing much talking I hear a “Mhm” and a “yeah” occasionally. Aww that's my Colson he's such a romantic.

The whole ride to the restaurant Colson is on the phone and no he’s not talking to another woman I'm sure of that and yes I'm starting to get annoyed. Like dude this is supposed to be special time with just the two of us. I take a deep breath. The car stops. “Colson this doesn't look like the restaurant I saw on google maps maybe the gps took us the wrong way. I’ll fix it.” He stops me. “Nah babe we’re at the right place.” I look out the window. I'm pretty sure this is not the restaurant. Like a thousand percent sure this isn't it. “But th…” he turns toward me. “Don't be mad baby.” I start to protest. “Okay okay look you remember when I was on the phone right?” How can I forget, you were on it the whole fucking way over here! “Yeah.” I say flatly. “Well that was one of the producers I linked up with a few months ago.” I smack my teeth, oh yeah now he knows I'm definity pissed.

“What does that have to do with me?” His phone rings and he looks at it before putting it on silent. “Okay I'll just get to the point then, he just opened up a new nightclub and I sort of promised him I would come through.” “Colson how could you?! This is supposed to be a special time for us. Woww you really don't give a fuck.” I throw my hands up in defeat. “Babe please, look we’ll only be in there for a few minutes. I just want to show face and after that I'm out. No bigge.” I cross my arms and look out the window. “Yeah whatever.” He turns my head towards him. “That's my baby.” He kisses me and somehow the kisses just turn into a full-blown tongue kiss. On one hand I'm annoyed but on the other hand this is the same man that just gave me two orgasms back to back. I really can't stand his 6’4, vanilla sexy ass. It's amazing the things men can get away with when they're fucking thier woman right.  

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A/N: I hope ya’ll liked it. yes very lengthy but it was such a labor of love though. Like I really had so much fun with this especially with it being my first and all. S and Colson be too cute tho. I would really like to take this couple further. y'all came out with such support for me to do this. THANK YOU. As a woman who loves to write and also read ff I’m not afraid to write how I feel. My mind just goes so much that this is a good outlet for everything. Please consider sticking with me on this ff train I will surly have some amazing things written for you ladies in the MGK/Colson Baker fandom. xoxo.