#GUYS THIS REALLY HAPPENED I PROMISE IM THE DIRECTOR GUYS-

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I think what a lot of ppl r missing abt maddy/tara leaving Owen/isabel behind in their old suburban town is the fact that when maddy/tara left, they didn’t thrive and find themselves per se. I mean, they had the freedom to express themselves a bit more outside of their parents seemingly a bit suffocating hold, but it’s not like they were in queer paradise or anything. They wanted to die. They wanted it to end because they couldn’t survive, metaphorically speaking. Maddy/tara skipped town thinking everything would magically feel better. They didn’t. They still felt suffocated and odd in this life, the same way Owen/isabel did. Only when maddy/tara ‘escaped’ into the show and found her true self within the escapism of this show did she want to live again, and find Owen/isabel to take her with them into a world where she could finally feel like herself. Maddy/tara didn’t leave Owen/isabel for dead in this suburban town- they left to find a world they could both finally live in together as themselves.

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fallout (pt 1)

pairing: bang chan x female reader

summary: you work with skz in chernobyl. everything is fine....until it isn't.

tags/warnings: gruesome and horrific material, explosions, gory kind of? sorry if i missed anything.... still putting it together.

a/n: guys im sorry if no one likes this... i really don't know why i want to write this but i am. if thos offends anybody, please message me or ask a question and I WILL fix it.

also this is a whole different series from without you... im taking a break from that because its giving me brainrot 😔✊🏼

The faint hum of fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as you stood in the conference room, the smell of coffee and old papers lingering in the air. Chan sat beside you, his fingers absently tracing circles on the side of his notebook, a habit he’d picked up whenever he was deep in thought. His calm presence was a stark contrast to the tension that filled the room.

“We need more time,” argued the lead engineer, his voice strained. “The reactor’s efficiency metrics are inconclusive. If we push it beyond its limits now—”

“You’ll deliver results,” interrupted the plant director, his voice cold as steel. “Do not forget your responsibility here. The higher-ups demand progress, and progress is what they will get.”

Your eyes flicked to Chan, seeking reassurance. His jaw tightened ever so slightly, the only visible sign of his unease.

After the meeting adjourned, Chan pulled you aside in the corridor, away from prying eyes and ears. “Something’s off,” he murmured, his hand brushing yours as he spoke. “They’re rushing too much. If the numbers aren’t ready—”

“They won’t listen,” you said softly. “You saw how they dismissed every concern.”

Chan’s lips pressed into a thin line. He took your hand, his thumb stroking across your knuckles. “I don’t want you anywhere near the reactor tonight. Stay in the lab, okay?”

You nodded, though a pit of worry was forming in your stomach.

~ The explosion happened just after midnight.

You were reviewing reports in your lab when the tremor shook the ground beneath your feet, followed by a deafening roar. A wave of heat and light seemed to burst from the direction of the reactor. The shock threw you against the wall, scattering papers and instruments across the room.

Your heart pounded as you stumbled to your feet, ignoring the sting in your palms from broken glass. Alarms blared, and the once-calm corridors were now chaos. Workers yelled over the cacophony, their faces pale with fear.

“Chan!” you gasped, sprinting toward the reactor’s control room. Smoke billowed down the hallway, thick and suffocating, but you didn’t stop.

You found him standing just outside the control room, his face illuminated by the eerie, fiery glow of the reactor core. His usually steady demeanor was replaced by something you’d never seen before—raw panic.

“Get back!” he yelled when he saw you, rushing to meet you halfway. His hands gripped your arms, grounding you even in the chaos. “You shouldn’t be here!”

“What happened?” you demanded, coughing against the smoke clawing at your lungs.

“The core,” he said, his voice breaking. “It’s... it’s exposed. We have to evacuate—”

A violent crack from above interrupted him. Debris rained down, and Chan pulled you into his arms, shielding you with his body.

~

Hours passed in a blur. Emergency meetings were held as officials tried to downplay the situation, spouting scientific jargon meant to reassure but failing miserably. The truth hung in the air, unspoken but understood by everyone.

The reactor was beyond saving.

Chan stayed close, his presence a steady anchor as you analyzed radiation readings and coordinated containment strategies. It wasn’t enough to stop the spread, and the reality of the disaster sank deeper with every passing minute.

In the quiet moments, he caught your gaze, his eyes reflecting an unspoken promise. Whatever happened next, you wouldn’t face it alone.

And for now, that was enough.

[punk-dad-sharkz]

alright y'all, since I promised, here is the first Favourite Film Friday Post!!!!!

the first film we're discussing is Batman: The Dark Knight !!

Fandom/Universe: DC, second movie in the Christian Bale Batman trilogy

Release Date: July 2008

Director: Christopher Nolan

Starring: Christian Bale, Heath Ledger, Morgan Freeman, Gary Oldman, Michael Caine, Maggie Gyllenhaal

Basic Summary: The joker emerges from the depths of scum-ridden Gotham, and Batman has to take him down, losing friends along the way as chaos unfolds throughout the city streets.

Ok so my friend picked this one out for me, and honestly, it's a banger.

official rating, 8.5/10

it is really long and some parts im just like "yeah, whatever" but it's one of the films that has been on my fav movie list the longest, bc it deserves it.

A lot of what I enjoy about this move is the acting. Heath Ledger is the STAR of this movie. As much as I love me a Christian Bale movie, what really made this a unique Batman movie was the portrayal of the Joker.

Ledger made him such a terrifying figure, no motive just a need for chaos. That performance haunts me in a good way.

and of course, there were tons of scenes that stood out to me. The first one to come to mind was the military crowd scene, where you see the joker without his makeup hiding in the crowd, and when Commissioner Gordon "dies". You as the viewer knew something was gonna happen, but it kept you on the edge of your seat anyway!

I also really enjoyed the downfall of Harvey Dent throughout the movie, going from a righteous, do-good man to a half-charred, heartbroken guy who left everything to chance.

and of course, Christian Bale's phenomenal performance of balancing the rich kid snobbery of Bruce Wayne and the serious, cold demeanor of Batman. Bravo, Mr Bale!

and, to top it all off, it's always a treat to have a Cillian Murphy cameo.

All in all, super awesome movie, and if you guys want a more in-depth analysis, just send me an ask and I will deliver!

This concludes the first Favourite Film Friday!!!

[the-woild-is-y-erster]

vent sorry guys youse dont hafta read this its just my feewings<3

hey can someone convince me i'm not a failure and that i'm gonna make it through this year? because its not lookin too good rn boys

i have so much freaking homework and extracurriculars and i start sewing lessons again tomorrow and my ma's being really mean abt it and my brother is leaving for college this year or next and i'm really gonna miss him even though we haven't been really close in years and

the race i worked at this weekend? the company is owned by my best friends parents. yeah. the best friend ive been in love with for years. that best friend. and so i had to spend three days in close proximity with her trying not to cry because she has a new boyfriend every week so i know itll never happen. and then i finally learn shes single, but guess what!!!! she has a crush on like three different guys!!!!!! and she also doesn't know im ftm so being around her makes me feel bad because she only uses my deadname and pronouns so its so so much fun!!!! and we made this pact.

we promised eachother that we wouldnt kill ourselves if the other was still alive, and got eachother like promise rings and stuff and i 'proposed' with hers to her and shes just like 'omg thanks girlie!!!!🫶🫶' and i know im being super dramatic about this and that itll never happen so i should just let it go but it hurts!!!! it hurts so bad when she talks about her newest guy and i know that it shouldnt because there no reason she would ever love me back but it feels like im getting torn apart from the inside.

and im taking so so so many classes this year that any free time i have and some that i dont have is spent doing homework and its all so hard which is stupid because i should be able to do all this but i have so many freaking responsibilities this year, not including theater which is so much more stressful this year because our director is leaning heavily on me because im her only competent person and ive been with her for the past five years but the people in the class are friggin. INSANE and i dont know how to handle them

but i havent had a hug in over two months!!! i havent had friendly contact in so so long and im going insane because im a really tactile person but i never initiate because every time i do people think its weird and stop being friends with me

and im so

so lonely which is stupid but i feel like a can being squished in a trash compactor

anyway. i really appreciate you guys, and i think you folk and honestly newsies are the only thing really keepin me goin. so. like. thanks for that/gen.

[widevibratobitch]

Thanks for your post explaining the situation surrounding Mariusz quitting his job! You write: "As someone who lives in Wrocław and is a student at its Music Academy I can only tell you - he was... not much liked, to put it lightly, by the Big People". By all means, he was a celebrated opera singer in Europe and the USA. What made them dislike him so much?

oh goodness gracious, i really cant say, why would you even ask me that! im the last person who'd engage in such shameless gossiping!

sike lol

i never heard anyone say he was not a great artist. no one doubted that. people only questioned whether he was the right guy for the job, only having experience as a singer, a perfomer, no matter how renowned. or rather, the main issue was - how much, having no experience in the position he now occupied, he was earning. because that really was an insane (and i mean. INSANE) amount of money.

Ołdakowska getting the job of the director was also a pretty controversial thing, so automatically, people who weren't in favour of her winning, didn't also like Kwiecień since she was the one who chose him for the job.

then there was the issue of the changes Mariusz wanted to make. he was in favour of promoting young, new singers and hiring big names for guest performances, ergo, many of the singers who had already been hired full-time for years by the opera house in Wrocław stopped getting big roles etc. no roles - no money (or rather, very little money, the bare minimum actually). this, coupled with the amount Kwiecień was earning... well.

he and Ołdakowska also promised Big Things but sadly they both got the jobs in the beginning of 2020 and we all know what happened then, not much could actually be done when the entire world was more or less paralysed by the pandemic.

and yeah, that's more or less it. id say, tl;dr in the end it's always all about money. and some personal beef he may or may not have had with some people, i really can't say cause that's all i know.

[when-did-this-become-difficult]

Wow. I love a good, detailed conversation so lets carry on if we can, shall we?! :)

About Kyle i also think that he is kind of an plain-sheet character that can go any way - but he still a little bit too temperamental. I mean he is - and his grilfriend -, are clearly showing patterns how an avarage person would exist in a surrounding like Kingstown. Mike, Sawyer and the bald police guy - don't know his characters name -, are in a different mindset in different phases of their lives or jobs. I find it interesting how Mitch seemed to be the piedestal example, Kyle the promising kid who could go either way, and Mike is the one who it is already to late. The prison riot escape must have an emotional and psychological impact on him. I mean i admit i overlooked that at the moment i had written my response. Probably that is why Mike advised him to move locations for his job. An avarage intensity level job as a simple police officer in a simple town, would be a good place for him to heal a little and get it together, even decide whether he wants to continue his job or not - especially that his girlfriend is pregnant. I don't know about anybody, but if i would be pregnant, i would not want to raise my child in a town like this. I also have a prediction for this baby storyline and it is not good.

When it comes to Sawyer, im just trying to put the pieces together. In the very first episode we can see that he gets a kick out of it, of being an agressor and a dominator. Also in the second episode we get just how shady they are doing their jobs, the police i mean. When they make Mike making a car accident so they can find the drugs on the road and now they have the right to search the guys house and they also getting a kick out of it and Mike has a half broken nose and no clue what he had been driving into. So so far it is obvious that Sawyer is never meant to be the hero but the anti-hero, but for this series i think they all anti-heroes, there are no heroes only out of circumstances and personal involvement - for Iris sure Mike is a hero. But in the third episode they saw that he clearly was upset by the fact that a kid got burned alive by his own POS father, so im not really harboring hard feelings for giving out a few bitchslaps and punches to find a guy that blow up his own family out of sheer stupidity. Also i liked his line - this is your mess and you will suck on it in silence! Because he was completely right. This would not have happened if the parole officer would have done his job properly - it is amazing that the show swings between clueless incompetency and competent corruption. I like the last two episodes because how action packed they are and show the out of box thinking of Robert and i think here it is highlighted how swat and police are differ. Police is suited to de-escalate the easiest way, swat meant to dissolve any threat by any means.

The scene you mentioned i also thought was really weird for several reasons. First one of their colleague have died - also what the heck police were doing in a bust when the whole swat team was there with sound and smoke grenades and all?! - so that already made someone frustrated. And then the shot to the womens shoulder are understandable from a tactical standpoint. If he doesnt shot the women and causes surprise on the criminals end - again the police would not shot an unarmed person...mostly i think -, he would have shot the woman in the head. I would imagine any kind of gunshot wound would be terrible, especially an automatic rifles, but one in the shoulder you might pull off but one in the head, certainly would not. I saw his hesitance to help the women and the scene was left open, because we do not see ambulance or something come. Based on this i thought about what the director wanted to do with this scene? It has been meant to be interpreted this way or they wanted to trust the audience with the interpretation?! I don't know, but certainly it was weird.

But there is another one, the one that had meant a lot for me and still not over it, is the bust right in the first episode of the second season. They tear through some kind of drug cooking establishment, and Sawyer comes out to the corridor and a young boy, maybe teenager stands in the door with a gun that is not aimed at him but still in the boys hand. Sawyer notices him, points his rifle at him and waits a few seconds - maybe the kid will get intimidated and throws down the gun, but he did not. So he instructs him once - drop the weapon. And the kid looks down hesitantly to the gun in his own hand. He does not drop it so he warns him two more times before shooting him. And then he walks there, scales the room for more attackers and looks down on the boy with this sad, regretful, little bit guilty look and says - i only ask three times! And i have so many feelings about this. First, it is a freaking cookhouse with god knows what value of drugs and adult males with guns. Places like this, they don't send the police for the very reasons that these places are larger than a house with a basement and has many gangsters protecting their drugs with guns. What the heck a teenager was doing there with a handgun and what did he expected? I mean i got that some people can remain decisive and fully aware of their surroundings in life-death situations but most of the people just freeze into shock. And this is the sad part. I think the kid had frozen a little bit but also was indecisive about what he should do. And Sawyer had the right to shoot him, since he had a gun he did not dropped it, so out of his perspective, maybe if he gives him any more second, he would decide to fire at him. The police maybe have waited more and tried to have him surrendered, but that is the police and many police officers have died in real life too because they were waiting for someone to put down the gun and they decided to raise it. And in this scene i saw, that there is nothing wrong with Sawyer morality. He knows this is a shitty situation, he feels sorry for the kid he had to shoot but he did it because he wasnt waiting around for him to decide over his fate. Interesting scene that keeps coming back to my head. Also im fine with dark characters - not like Ramsay Bolton and Daemon Targaryen because these types just straight up shitty characters and people. Being dark does not mean being unmoral, cruel or sadistic. At least i think.

Milo im kind of more curious and curious than before. It was clearly well established that he is very resourceful - making cofee in his cell, has attention to detail - the keys part and uniform in the riot, and determined - willing to break "angels' wings to get what he wants. Now that he is out im curious to know what he wants, what his goal is. I don't think - and hope, that Sheridan will fuck this up because Milo is the one who kick starts a lot of things - remember Mitch gets shot because of the money that was supposed to go to Milo or something, then the wife is dead which i don't think will remain without retribution on Milos part - or will i dont know how well rounded the plot is -, Iris, the school bus, the lawyer telling Mike it wasnt what he supposed to find, Mike being set up and not yet revealed by who. It seems to me that Milo is the big bad that has many straws in the spider web that the plot is.

Bunnys character is somewhat not resonating with me that well. He seems like the less shitty type of criminal but he is still a criminal - no matter how many relative he has that he tries to give a better life or a way out of the town With the criminal element and deals and stuff i do not sympatise very much and have no care or sympathy for. Many people live in poverty, suffer abuse often times within their own family not even strangers and they not turn out to be thugs and shooting up innocent people and complain to people - namely Mike, about their warehouses being shot and bla bla. Well, you dipped yourself into this shit, if you like the rain then like the mud as well. With the money you have made you could have moved out of town with your family, set up a normal job and life somewhere else. Thousands of people doing it daily and it requires no violence. But i agree with your take on prisoners. Decent food - and not a guards shit being served on a tray -, isn't should be something that needs to be advocated for. Some of them are act like animals but with that guards acting the same way, they just prove themselves on the same level as criminals and that is a really bad strategy because they did their crimes and if not got busted, they would still be doing it so they are much more immoral than the guards could ever try to be and they outnumber them very heavily. Let's not even start what i think about rapes retortion is rape thing. It is disgusting and the lowest level a human being or a resemblence of one can act.

Miriam i...i don't know how i would handle her character really. I think she should have never written in it because of what you said about being only reactive which means passive, which means things will always happen to her and she will not do anything actively. But im starting to think that this is exactly what Sheridan wants with her character and also Rebecca and Kyles wife, as being some sort of moral stones or anchors for the male characters. They are just observers and receivers.

Iris is the only one who is an active female part of the story and i also does not understand her sometimes. I mean...what she have told about her past and rape, i don't understand the whole of it. I think despite being in an adult womens body she is still only a child, stucked in her trauma - hence she is going back to abusers, wanting to feel false safety again - if she follows Milos rules there is nothing "bad" happening to her, at least that is how she perceives it. That is main reason i don't ship her with anyone. She comes across as a wounded childs character and im not willing, i can not see them in a sexual way.

Yes! On it goes <3 @minamartin

I agree with everything you said about Kyle, but I am not sure what your baby storyline prediction is and i am DYING to hear about it, so, spill!

I disagree with you strongly about Sawyer, but I think that probably comes from deeper disagreements about policing and also the nature of heroes/antiheroes/right and wrong in fiction; so it's probably not productive to argue about it.

Yeah I agree that Milo SHOULD be a very interesting character and if he's half as good as they're hinting he is, I will be so so so happy to watch! I just worry that they're just setting up cool stuff but I'm not sure they actually have the payoff. Like, I REALLY really need them to bring up the school bus again at some point before the end of a season. That's a must. In regards to his wife's death, I don't think Milo can avenge her, because her attacker and killer is already dead at the hands of the police, and he wasn't acting on orders, he was just evil and greedy.

Again, disagree about Bunny; I mean, I don't think he's a good guy, but I don't think literally any of them are good guys,and I can't really get into it without arguing about the fundamental nature of crime vs morality, et cetera.

Agree very strongly about the abuse that the guards did to the prisoners! It's despicable. I think that the show is very realistic about rape—the very opening of the show is a scene where Mitch and Mike are discussing the situation of a guy's son where essentially the guy is in deep fear that his son will be raped by guards in retaliation for having punched a guard and broken his nose, and Mitch and Mike act very normal about it, like this is everyday sort of talk. You really get a sense that not just violence but also sexual violence is baked into the system, with perpetrators being both guards and inmates. I understand that they depict it this way because it's honest to real life, but it's very, very, very tiring and probably one of the things that makes the show hardest to watch.

You're so right about Sheridan. What makes me CRAZY is that he doesn't even do a GODO job about women being only "moral stones or anchors for the male characters...just observers and receivers" as you said. God, it's not even good! Like, Kyle's relationship with his wife is sweet, and I need sweetness in this very dark show, but my GOODNESS it is boring! His wife has no personality aside from loving him! I can't with that...I think we need to take away Sheridan's permit to write female characters just like bad drivers get their drivers licenses taken away. He needs adult supervision. Lol.

Everything you said about Iris is spot on; one of the things that makes me so uncomfortable about her is that her age isn't...really I think ever really disclosed? She claims to be in her early twenties, but that was when she was in a position where she had every reason to lie and claim to be older. I get that the actress herself is of age, but the features she has and the way that they choose to portray her just screams young, vulnerable, not finished growing up, traumatized. I couldn't agree more about not shipping her with anyone for that reason. If they even TRY to make her and Mike kiss...oh I'm gonna throw a fit. It's not right. And what you said about her relationship with Milo is also right; she definitely thinks that if she pleases Milo, that's the best way. Historically, in her life, the worst things always happen when she "fails" him or opposes him. It's a real pattern for her. So I don't blame her really for seeing that pattern and doing what her traumatized survivor instincts tell her to do. I mean this abuse has been going on for how long? Maybe years and years? It makes me sad to think about, and I really hope that she manages to find a way to do this without having to engage in sex work. I really hope the writers manage to do this storyline without me having to skip past brutal scenes with her again. Like it's already so much. I can't.

One thing I'm gonna need from season 2...Mike cooking again lol. Just something simple and wholesome like that amidst the chaos. I need it. But in terms of the prison storyline, I also really look forward to seeing whether or not they're able to find the new leadership they're seeking among the inmates; that seems like a prime opportunity to introduce an interesting secondary character, which I think we could use some more of, since many of those from last season died in the revolt.

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#unnecessary main post addition but i gotta fight u in the tags

dragging you into the parking lot bc my tedtalk got too long for the tags sorry

#cus you said the master would be so good at all the spying stuff and the doctor crap #nah nah nah nah nah i’m not having that #have you experienced seven??? #the master going by the moniker m. aster???

nah i see where youre coming from, but also no, influenced by my watching 5 seasons of two spies living entire fake-real lives with real children and real jobs and fake-real relationships and patience and procedures and backup procedures and aborting the mission because maybe we're being followed and five thousand precautions for every little thing the mETICULOUSNESS. the disguises. the exhaustive attention to detail. the focus on the big picture, the big utopian promise in the distance. doing incredibly painful things now because of the belief it will eventually pay off

mr john "call me the doctor" smith cant do that (i'll admit the master's anagrams are not much better but bear with me) the doctor cant live a fake-real life. the master has lived many.

the only thing, the only thing where it breaks is the faith that is essential to the whole thing. because you'd say the doctor has the stronger faith right? what does the master believe in?

but i dont think the doctor believes in ends justifying means. i think they know that never works, that never leads to good things. and i dont think mr "look at us, suki! two brilliant scientists! we can fix this" could ever be seduced by the lie of "if we get rid of the Bad Guys the world will be Good"

i dont think the master believes in it either, either of those things, not like philosophically, but what the master can do is delay gratification. and when you dont really have a Cause but you Do have patient self-interest then it kinda ends up looking similar.

neither the doctor nor the master would be spies you want to have in your organisation because theyre untrustworthy. theyre not devoted enough. there is not a cause you will get them committed to for any extended period of time i think. i mean, they got indoctrinated enough on gallifrey and still became renegades right? the doctor was in division and fled, the master we assume was too?

#the doctor deliberately trains themselves to be good noodle #innocent as a child #think the best etc. #but as we see with 13 #when they want to act in their ‘worst’ nature they’re unmatched #the master is a good spy trying to be better #the doctor is an incredible spy trying their hardest not to be

irrelevant! irrelevant to whether they'd be a good spy. spy =/= bad (i mean depends on your moral stances i suppose but to me, again, influenced by 5 season the americans as my main source of my understanding of spies (which i get that it probably doesnt work like that - i looked up some of the terms they use in the show, directorate s, illegals program, and turned out there were some spies like the ones in the show arrested in 2010 and they werent even charged with espionage bc they didnt manage to get any useful information. youre gonna live a whole fake life and you dont even spy good can you imagine? anyway the show came out in 2013 so i was like oh this happened and then they probably used that idea and set it back 30 years to the cold war for extra stakes and that seems to be exactly what the writer did. anyway point is. i know it's fake but it's my only reference so im imagining the doctor and the master in a specifically americans type of situation))

i'll give you that the master is a good spy trying to be better. i do Not buy the doctor being better. they'd lose their mind. weeks, months, years of developing relationships with people to get what you want from them. inhabiting a fake identity. having to "make it real" in some way like philip says. fake identities that are also real but also carefully crafted to be precision tools. absolutely not. i cant see the doctor do it. "the man who won the time war" you want as a player in your hot war, not your cold war. theyre a strategist, not a spy.

the master on the other hand i think you want in a war that is hiding itself, that is pretending not to be happening (i could even push this further and say koschei "my chosen name is a misdirection" oakdown would actually rather be in a position to get orders whereas the doctor wants (and wants not to want) to be the one giving the orders. but at this point im just saying stuff)

thanks for coming to my ted talk i told you Lots of spy thoughts

adore when they get like just one or two random other spies to help in a mission or something and they know absolutely nothing about each other except we're working for the same side. like when they get this guy to pretend to be a pastor to calm down pastor tim and afterwards they get in the car and they watch this guy leave and elizabeth is like "do you think hes really a priest". or when philip walks out of that shop and theres two spies he hasnt seen before or since pretending to be trying to find the way with a map on their car and hes just like need some help and they tell him some code words and a meeting point or whatever and they leave and never see each other again

like. idk. it's so funny like 13 voice rule 1 of spying trust noone but like. theres sooo much trust in this job it's nuts. and it's all so, like, procedurised. theres endless procedures and backup procedures to try and like, make it all work like a machine and try to eliminate the human error in a job thats only and entirely built on connections between humans. it's admirable and endearing and kind of incredible like aside from whatever theyre doing it for, the CauseTM is an entirely different post that i havent posted but like. just as an achievement, an expression of human as social animal, it's amazing

[poppyseed018]

First of Many Part 2

fem!reader X klitz (girl next door)

summary: klitz gets jealous and i just want to prove he has nothing to worry about. part one here

**requests are currently open**

word count: 2k

warnings: smut, 18+ ONLY, oral (m receiving), minor sub!klitz, jealous klitz and some weird eli (obvi)

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Its been almost 2 weeks since me and klitz had our kiss and i couldn’t stop thinking about it. When he got home that night he texted me: ‘i had a really nice time. and i would like to see you again:)’ it made me smile knowing he was thinking about it too.

earlier today klitz called me and asked me to come over. at first i was super excited to be all alone but he said his friend eli would be there too. i didn’t mind, i’ve met eli, he’s kinda funny. a little different but in a good way. i was mainly friends with Klitz, not so much his friends too but it should be fun.

right…?

Klitz and i were sitting on the couch flipping through the channels not really paying attention to it, mainly just waiting for Eli. He held my hand tightly, i could feel he was worried about us meeting all together. The doorbell rang and klitz quickly let go of me and raced to the door.

“Hey Eli! y/n is here on the couch, there's some food in the kitchen if you want,” opening the door letting Eli in.

“Klitzy so good to see you, wow y/n so it’s true you are together... good to see you, too.”

I gave him a quick smile and a small “hey” before turning my attention back to klitz. I wonder what he told them… Klitz came and sat back down next to me, putting his attention on the tv.

“You’re sure its ok he hangs out with us? I can tell him to leave and it can just be us.” it was barley audible, it was cute he was willing to do that for me.

“No its ok klitz, i promise. you dont have to keep asking me that, ya know.” he takes my hand and glances to eli, who was looking through the fridge, then brings my hand up and kisses my hand, ugh i’m gonna melt.

Eli came back in the living room and sat beside me, holding an array of snacks and putting them on the table in front of us.

“Ok guys i brought a really good film for us to watch, its a swedish horror without subtitles but you dont need to understand it to enjoy it” he got up and put it into the dvd player. Instantly it was loud and flashing red blood drippings onto the title screen. ok, interesting start. Klitz still had my hand in his but had them prominently displayed resting on his lap.

As the movie continued i could see eli and klitz glancing at each other and at me. Something weird is going on with them, did they get hypnotized by this movie or something?

A particularly gory part of the movie started and i winced into klitz shoulder, burying it into the crook of his neck. I could feel his pulse accelerate at the contact, i stayed there for a moment just enjoying that contact, and being genuinely grossed out.

“Scary parts over” he whispered to me, i gave his neck a small kiss and looked back at the movie. I took a quick peak in eli’s direction, was he staring at my legs? I looked him in the eyes and when he looked in mine he gave me a wide eyed smile and quickly looked back at the movie. What a weirdo… I schooched over to klitz more and put my head on his shoulder and held onto his arm rather than just his hand, he felt tense.

The movie ended and i was left mainly just confused rather than “enlightened” by a foreign film as eli said would happen to us. klitz cleared his throat and got up first, then eli stood up too. guess i should too since we all are.

“Um so what did you guys think,” i asked making my way to the kitchen to get some water

“Definitely interesting”

“Ya im with klitz on that. Have you seen this one already, eli?”

“Oh no i don't think so, i've seen others by this director but they're all very good in my opinion. Ya know i- i think im gonna go actually. Its getting kinda late” we all looked outside to the still blue sky. “My mom wants me home early”

We all said our goodbyes and he left pretty fast, taking the leftover snacks with him.

“I think he just stole from you klitz” i laughed going back to the living room where he was still standing. His fists were clenched and he was chewing on the inside of his cheek. “Are you ok?”

“What? Oh uh ya fine, just…”

“Just what?”

“I can’t tell you” he dropped his head. I put my hands on his face and lifted his head up to meet my eye line.

“Why not”

“I promised eli i wouldn't”

“So it's something with eli? What does he have a crush on me or something?” i joked but as soon as i saw klitz chew on the inside of his cheek again i knew i hit a nerve, “Wait are you serious??”

“no! no, its worse, y/n” he sat down on the couch and started flipping through the channels landing on some show mid-episode. “I told him about you and me and he told me he.. He always wanted to ‘bang’ you” he said in quotes, trying not to look me in the eyes. “I don't know why I even invited him over. He said he was just joking and it would be fine to hang out but i don’t know.”

“Well i don't really care” i said quietly sitting on the floor in front of him, looking up at him hoping for eye contact.

“You don't? Why not? Couldn't you see, he was staring at you the entire time, knowing me and you are-”

“Are what, klitzy?” i looked up at him knowing it would excite him.

“Ya know, like.. Together or something” he reached out and stroked my hair. “Aren't we?”

“Are you asking me?”

“I guess ya”

I leaned over and rested my chin on his knee. “Mhm” is all i responded and i could see how hard he was blushing through all the hair that had fallen in front of his face.

“It just annoyed me that he was looking at you the whole time. All i could think of was taking you right here on this couch in front of him to show you that you're mine” ok wow… hot.

“Really?”

“I'm sorry that was kinda a lot, i respect you very much as a woman but yes that is what i was thinking” i moved from criss cross position to my knees in front of him. Pulling his knees apart so i could lay my head in his lap. I started kissing up his pants to just before his crotch. “Um what are you doing, y/n?”

“Nothing”

He's so cute when he’s all flustered and blushy. knowing i can toy with him and get him excited just by small gestures is probably my favorite thing. definitely gets me just as excited too…

“do you want me to stop, klitzy”

“well- no..” his face is so red aw… i leaned up and gave both of his cheeks a kiss knowing it’ll just make it worse. he puts his hand on my cheek to stroke my face. he smiled down at me, lovingly, then did that classic scooch forward that all guys do to hint at what’s in their pants.

“I just want you to know you have nothing to worry about with eli. how about we go back up to your room, huh?”

i’ve never seen someone stand up so fast. grabbing my hand and leading me to his bedroom. I've been here a couple times before but it was cleaner than i remember. bed is made, CDs and DVDs neatly stacked on his desk, and no clothes laying around like before. no nudie mags like last time either. i learned a few kinks about him that day.

i sat on the bed and patted the spot next to me for him to come sit. once sat he stared at me as i put my hand on his thigh, inching it up slowly too scared to look him in the eye.

“is this- is this ok?” finally looking him in the eyes to make sure this really is all ok with him, i know he’s a virgin and i just want him to be as comfortable as possible.

“hell ya, you look beautiful, y/n,” he says as he leans in to kiss me. i love kissing him, he’s always so gentle and yet so needy… feeling his soft lips and his long fingers rub my cheek and tangle in my hair, tugging lightly causing me to softly moan into his mouth. i can feel him smile against me as we continue to kiss and i try to unbuckle his cargo shorts. he broke the kiss to take them off and let them pool at his ankles then kick them across the room, still in his boxers. i get down on my knees in front of him watching him shift in excitement for my next move. looking up at him, I was just as excited. i heard rumors of his size but who knows for sure, i was about to know.

moving very slow, to tease him and because of my nerves, i went for his waistband and hooked my fingers under. both his hands also went to help me but i pushed his hands back and shook my head.

“have patience,” i can see he’s already so hard and yes i want him so badly, but come on it’s klitzy i gotta tease him some more. So instead of going back to his waistband, I started kissing up his knee to his thigh, looking up lazily to see him staring down at me with wide eyes silently begging for more.

“please, y/n.” he bucked his hips up and clenched up the fabric at the end of his boxers

“please what?”

“please touch me, i- i need you.”

i couldn’t resist him any longer. his boxers are bulging and i just need to taste him so badly. taking his boxers off as he scoots up to help them off. his dick springs up when they come off.

wow.

he is big. i start by kissing up and down his shaft and he’s already shaking and breathing heavily. i take just the tip in my mouth letting my spit collect and drip down so it goes down easier. oh now he’s whimpering, while i push my head even farther down, gagging slightly at his size. fuck, even in my mouth he feels so nice. i look up at him and his eyes are squeezed shut and his mouth is hung open in ecstasy. i take it as far as i can down my throat before i pull back for air then start bobbing up and down faster.

“oh god, y/n” i went a little faster now, and reached up to hold his hand which he eagerly gripped for dear life. i tried to get it all the way down every time i went back down to really grip him as much as i could. his breathing quickened and i could tell he was getting closer already.

“y/n… please i’m- fffuck, i’m really close”

i just hummed happily as a response, not wanting to break my pattern or speed. caressing his hand with my thumb while i do. and not even a minute passes and he’s gripping my hand even harder and bucking his hips up trying so desperately to reach his end. i look up at him while i do and he looks down at me and i swear that eye contact is what makes him cum. he squeezes his eyes shut and let’s out a soft string of moans and whimpers, sprinkling my name and some curses in with it. i try to swallow what i can but some spills out and drips down my neck and chest. i give him one last kiss on his tip before sitting back, trying to catch my breath.

“i need to go clea-” before i could even finish he’s kneeling in front of me and pulling me in for a kiss, it’s not like our normal kisses it’s more passionate and romantic. sure, the setting is a little awkward but this is by far one of our best. he wraps his arms around me and pulls me as close as he can, not caring he’s getting his own cum on himself.

“you were amazing.” he doesn’t even care he interrupted me. he kissed my cheek and got up and put his hand out for me to take it and help me up, such a gentleman. we walk over to his bathroom and he turns the shower on, getting two towels ready. “do you want to shower together?” i simply nodded and followed him into the bathroom. he took the rest of his clothes off and then waited for me. he quickly turned around trying to give me privacy.

“you can look. we’re about to be in the shower together, anyway”

he turns slowly, shifting his eyes up and down me. paying attention to every move and every detail of my body. slightly creepy but he just seems in awe of me.

“you really are beautiful, ya know”

fuck. this boy is gonna be the death of me.

we get into the shower finally and i start by rinsing my mouth out and then my chest, jeez this stuff really doesn’t rinse off with water. i hear him clear his throat behind me then the slow and soft feeling of his fingers on my waist. i take a step back and rest my body against him. we’ve never been this close without clothes. it’s nice and warm, comfortable too. he takes this closeness as an opportunity to wrap his arms around my waist and rests them there.

“maybe i can return the favor for you sometime, ya know like what uh- what you did to me but like for you..?”

“ya maybe you can” i turn and kiss him, he’s so soft, although another part of him is still partly hard… “if you’re good you can” i tease him and see him blush. he laughs lightly and drops his head on my shoulder, and sighs.

“i’ll try my best.”

he always does.

[miekasa]

Mie, I’m begging for some Jean college au bf hcs - im literally so down bad for this man and the way you write men is just 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻

Absolutely, not a problem 😌 I saved this ask as a draft a while ago when you sent it, sorry for just now getting to it. Anyway, I love Jean with my whole heart, best boy, best boyfriend <33

King of forehead kisses, and not even just because of his height in comparison to yours; he just likes it. He likes the feeling of pressing his lips against your skin, and making you feel safe.

Brings you tea or coffee however you like it every day without fail. If he can get it to you in the morning before work/school then he’ll do that, if not he’ll meet you some time in the middle of the day to drop it off. Your own personal courier just for drinks.

He… has a thing for long(er) nails. He loves the feeling of them against his skin, even if you’re not scratching to apply pressure—just you holding his hand them grazing his skin is enough for him.

That being said, he will pay for you to get your nails done. Actually, he’ll pay for… almost anything you want, but the nails benefit him as much as they do you so feel free to ball out.

He never blowdries his hair because he doesn’t... know how to do the back of it. You did it for him once and he hasn’t stopped thinking about it since, but he’s also too embarrassed to ask you to do/style it again.

On the subject of hair, he does do his best to style it and take care of it, but he’s a sucker whenever you play with it. Sometimes he feigns like you’re messing up all his hard work, but he’ll literally crane his head into your touch. He loves it. 

The first time he lays on top of you and you run your hands through his hair... top 10 most euphoric moments of his life. He tries to fight off the sleep threatening to take over him, but it’s futile. Give it 15 minutes at most before he’s knocked out like a baby. 

Dogs love him. Anytime you’re in a park or just taking a walk and there’s a dog around, it’ll come up to him and he looks adorable leaning down to pet it. He loves dogs, too! So he’s always happy to stop and pet them. He’d be a 10/10 dog dad. 

Has your name saved in his phone with two hearts at the end. Do not point it out.

Loves taking pictures together and if you guys are on a date, he’ll ask someone to get a picture for him. He just likes having them to look back on (and to send to his mom, later).

He doesn’t mind painting classes or videos or tutorials, but he hates paint by numbers kits. He claims that they have no sense of color theory and that it takes the originality and fun out of painting. Not to mention the quality of the paints isn’t great to begin with; all of which he takes very seriously.

It’s pretty cute actually, to see him get worked up over the paint kits. He claims that painting and drawing isn’t even something he takes “that seriously,” it’s just a hobby for him (one he’s insanely good at); but in moments like these, you can tell that he’s way more into art and art theory and history than he lets on. 

Huge movie guy, from animated movies to martial arts movies, Jean is usually willingly to give anything a watch at least once. When he’s high, he can go on about his favorite directors and art styles and movie details for hours if you don’t stop him. It’s super cute. Just don’t bring up Moana, because he’ll start crying. 

Arm around the shoulder kind of boyfriend for sure. It’s a casual way of keeping you near him and letting everyone know that you guys are together. Plus it allows for him to easily pull you into him for a quick forehead kiss when needed.

Listen. If you hug his arm, he’s on cloud nine. He tries to be nonchalant about it but he’s about three seconds away from his eyes rolling back in his head it feels that good to him. Bonus if you lean your head on his bicep a little—then he’s a goner.

He takes his bagels very seriously and believes that both you and him deserve nothing but the best quality bagels. He’ll grumble if a bakery gives you guys a less than favorable one and make a note that taking the long route to get to his favorite place is much more worth it.

Always makes you walk on the side furthest from the cars. If he notices you’re not, he’ll just shuffle behind you until he’s shouldering the street and you’re on the inside. 

He grew up on a kind of modern ranch situation; not exactly all the way in the countryside, but not isolate from the city, either. Because of this, he knows how to ride horses, take care of smaller farm animals, tend to plants, and yes he knows how to use a lasso. You wouldn’t know any of that though, because he never ever talks about it. The only way you find out is when he takes you to visit his mom’s house for the first time, and she asks him for a hand around the place. 

(He’s got a cowboy hat, too, but refuses to put it on. He got it when he was, like, nine, okay, leave him alone). 

When he thinks you look tired, he’ll wrap his arms around your shoulders to hug you. It’s usually followed up with a kiss to your head, and a promise that you guys will go home soon and get food on the way. 

He’s a really good cook. He just understands and flavors and pairings really well, so he doesn’t need a recipe to make something that tastes good; he just kind of knows what to add to get the balance he’s looking for. 

Naturally, he’ll cook for you. Especially if he finds out that you haven’t eaten all day/in a long time. He doesn’t care if it’s 11pm and it might seem excessive to make steak and potatoes with a side salad at this hour, he’s gonna do it to make sure you eat, and you are going to sit there and watch. 

He also bakes pretty well, though he isn’t as experimental with his baking as he is with his cooking. He usually sticks to what he knows, and it’s not cupcakes and brownies and cakes; he’s better at croissants, and cheesecakes, and canelés. 

Dating Jean means getting along with his friends. If you guys didn’t know each other before you started dating, be prepared to be ambushed by Connie and Sasha (after Jean stops hiding you away and gives them the green light lmfao). Neither of them waste time with the small talk and formalities; straight into mini golfing and beer pong. They make you feel welcome right away.

Sasha always teases that you’re too good for Jean, and that she might just steal you away for herself some day. Sasha is also Jean’s main confidant, so she really knows just how much he loves you, and yeah, she teases him for being lovesick, but really she’s happy for Jean. And proud of him for facing his feelings like this. 

Connie adores you, and you know he trusts you when he starts going to you for advice/help. Could be anything from schoolwork, to what color he should get his new shoes in. He’s also the one who, surprisingly, you have the sentimental talks with about your relationship with Jean. It’s easy to overlook, but Connie loves Jean, and he’s come to love you too; he just wants you both to be happy, so he’s there to listen when you need it. 

Jean waits outside of your classroom after you’ve had a test or presentation, usually with a drink or a snack, or the promise of taking you out as a treat. Always tells you he’s proud of you, and is there to comfort you if you think you didn’t do too well. 

He does not shut up about whatever major you’re in. It could be the same as his; it could be the complete opposite as his. He thinks it’s so sick that you’re doing it, you make it look cooler, you make it look better, and he’s certain you’re the smartest person in your program. 

He’s pretty serious about his studies, too, so he’s always down to study with you in the library whenever you’re both free. More often than not, he shows up after you, usually with food or extra chargers. He greets you with a kiss on the forehead, and asks you how you are while massaging your shoulders gently. If it’s been a while since you took a break, that’s the first item on the list, after that, he gets to work and stays with you until you’re ready to go, even if he doesn’t have as much work to do. 

He always sits across from you. This goes for when you’re in the library, or out to eat at a restaurant; Jean loves sitting across from you. He gets to see your face the best that way, and he adores looking into your eyes when you talk. 

He’s not... not a morning person. He’s not up at 6am ready to grind, but he wakes up before noon; let’s say 10am is his happy medium. That being said, if you wake up before him, regardless of the time, there’s a 9/10 chance he’ll lay on your back and tell you to hush so you guys can sleep for 10 more minutes. 

If you’re (close) friends with Eren, Mikasa, and Armin, Jean is... happy you’ve got people to rely on, but, “Of all people on the planet, you put your trust in Jaeger?” He acts so bitter (because he is), but deep down inside, he’s glad you have Eren to rely on if you need to. 

(Also, you have to humble him and remind him that he and Eren aren’t all that different. If you like him, why wouldn’t you get along with Eren, bye). 

Turns out though, that it’s not Eren who threatens to beat him up if he breaks your heart. It’s not even Mikasa, although, her threat goes without saying; it’s Armin he’s terrified of.

The last time Armin hated someone, it was this guy in your program, who happened to share a few mutual classes with him, too. Jean never knew the full story, just that he’s pretty sure that kid dropped out the following semester. 

If you have a job on campus, Jean usually doesn’t show up while you’re working (knowing how embarrassed he would be if you did that to him), unless you work the night shift and it’s dead. Connie, however, does show up; usually in some kind of crisis (“Please help me, I don’t know what the fuck APA formatting is and this is due tonight, please, please, please!!”). Your coworkers actually thought Connie was your boyfriend for a minute. That’s when Jean starts showing up more lmfao.

He makes it a point to go on a scheduled, night out, kind of date at least twice a month. He knows life gets busy with school and work and midterms, but he always makes sure you both set side a time to take a well-deserved break and be with each other. 

He’s the romantic type, so these dates are pretty swoon worthy, too. Drive-in movies, nice dinners, classy art exhibits, Jean plans it all. On that note, he really likes planning dates; he just doesn’t like talking about them with his friends beforehand. 

All in all, very romantic, very precious boyfriend. He’s always thinking about you, what you need, and how he can help you out. You’re one of his main priorities, and he just wants to treat you right. 

[hiraethenthusiast]

The Hollandairé | t.h.

pairing: ceo!tom x ceo! reader

word count: 16k+

synopsis: exes cross paths on a big event. will they be able to forget each other's mistakes?

warnings: language, sexual innuendos, mentions of an anxiety attack (if you squint), talks about miscarriage, my favourite angst.

a/n: well, well, well im back from a very shitty writers block! look at me, writing angst with exes? oof. can you tell that i absolutely love angst and makeouts in the end? i was somehow inspired by 'idfc' by blackbear to write this fic lol. it took some time and ofcourse i went overboard with it, so hope you enjoy! don't forget to like and reblog! (i even made a moodboard kinda thing uwuwu)

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"Conan I won't hesitate to knee you in the crotch if you don't stop pulling me off this sofa right this second" You tell your roommate, who is desperately trying to get you to go to a gala with him. Being a CEO brings its pros and cons. Pros being, you have a private jet, you're your own boss and you can shout at people with a reason. Cons being, annoyingly nice roommates. You had just shifted to a penthouse in downtown London with your friend Conan, because you refused to stay alone in this bigass house. (You tried living alone once, you were bored to death)

"Conan leave me alone yoo!" You said whining and hunching back into the sofa.

"Get the fuck up and get ready for the launch dude you promised me you wouldn't leave me hanging" Conan shouts over the voice of the t.v. blaring in the background. You pull you hand away from his grip and reach for the remote to shut off the t.v., focusing back on this tall red-headed figure in front of you.

"You know I don't like fancy shit." You grumble.

"It's YOUR fancy shit, get up Y/N." He says and reaches for your arms now, finally making you stand.

"Call Laura, I really don't want to go." You say pulling your phone out from your back pocket and handing it to him.

"If you haven't realised, your manager is the one who forced me to force you to attend the introduction of your fashion line" He fights back.

"- and Y/N. Hey, look at me. You've dreamt of this for how long? Almost all your life. And if you miss the chance to see your empire expand, it's gonna be devastating. You'll obviously miss the fashion show who's got the actual Rudy Pankow walking on a ramp, you'll also miss the opportunity to see people happy with YOUR work. Now get your ass up and get ready." He says and leaves the room, to get ready himself.

It's not that you don't want to go, you really do. Afterall, all of it is your hardwork. But the reason you're not going is because of that asshole. That asshole with whom you used to go out with once, the one who's current goal is to bring you down. The one and only, Tom Holland. You two used to date at some point, the ones who were in love actually, but the rivalry you two have got going on now has lead to you two knowing too much about each other. More than you know about yourself, the other knows it all. Small arguments turned into big ones, that eventually lead to the two of you leaving each other alone. You don't want to go because whenever you meet him, it all turns up into a big mess and your night is typically ruined, and you weren't in the mood for that, atleast not today. He's just a narcissistic bitch who thinks of nothing but degrading you. And that's the reason you don't want to go. Because you know if you talk to him one more time, these banters will persuade you.

But you do realise that you have to go. You have to go because you haven't gone to the last two launches for your perfume and swim line as well, and if you don't go today, Laura will actually end you.

So you just chug all your tea, leaving the kitchen with a grunt to go get ready.

"Hey Marco, can you send in that pantsuit I got done the other day? Look over for modifications if possible, although it looks great in just the solid colour, and please get it drycleaned." You tell your designer over the phone, to which he agreed and you go into your room to get your hair and makeup done.

"Wear a dress to the launch of your fashion line when it gets famous, yeah?"

"Pantsuits all the way Holland, you know I hate dresses."

"I know you do."

You remember the faint memory from over two years ago, that dream actually coming true, just without the person you dreamt it with.

You put your hair in a low bun with a middle part, giving you a classy formal look, and you do a almost non existent makeup look, only your eyes bold to accent with your outfit. Marco drops off the forest green pantsuit at your house, you giving it a twist with wearing a lace corset beneath the blazer.

"I look hot." You told yourself.

You and Conan leave for the event, you fidgeting in between 15 minute durations, Conan reassuring you that he'll be with you until the night ends.

That didn't last long. You lost Conan as soon as you entered the venue, so you occupied yourself with having conversations with other company owners, hearing how they're doing in the industry, blah blah blah.

"Do I look like I care?" You say to yourself.

You move ahead, only to cross paths with the one and only. He was wearing a cherry coloured perfectly tailored suit, adding a hint of Tom with the glasses. He looked good.

"And what do I owe this pleasure, Ms. Y/N?" He says, twirling his champagne glass in his hands.

"Look Holland I really don't have time for this shit, please take a goodie bag on your way home" You say with a bit of sass and start to move away, only to get your arm held back, making you bump in his chest.

"I see you wore the pantsuit you always wanted to wear at your event, angel " He says, making you pull away from him.

"Don't ever call me that again, and this is a warning." You were about to continue further with your answer, but you were utterly shocked to see the person in front of you.

"Is that the Y/N Y/L/N, in person, the one who's way too busy to answer my phone calls?" He says, making you laugh a bit.

"Jaeden?" You say, laughing heartily.

"In the flesh, tigeress." He says, doing grabby hands at you as an indication to pull you in a hug. You oblige and walk towards him and give him the biggest bear hug you've given anyone in two years. You pull back just to hit him on the chest once, playfully ofcourse.

"Tigeress. Oof haven't heard that in a while" You keep your conversation going on with Jaeden, while Tom is absolutely dumbfounded about whatever just happened in these past few seconds.

There's this hot guy named Jason or whatever, who calls you 'tigeress' and you aren't pestering him for calling you with a nickname but you definitely were ready to give Tom a piece of your mind when he called you 'angel'? Who is this guy?

Tom goes off to find Conan, who was situated at the bar downing a shot of tequila.

"Hey who's that guy Jason?" He asks him, pointing towards you and Jaeden in the middle of the hall.

"You mean Jaeden?" He says, biting onto a slice of lemon.

"Yeah whatever who is he?" Tom asks again, turning towards to bartender asking for a glass of whiskey.

"Why do you want to know?" Conan shoots back.

"Just curious. Can you just fucking tell me now?" Tom tries again, getting frustrated now.

"Chill dude. Jaeden used to work with Y/N a long time ago. He had this crush on her for like forever, but then Y/N went in for entrepreneurship and they were just not in contact with each other." He says.

"Crush huh?" Tom says, gripping onto his glass so tight that his knuckles almost turned white.

"Why do you look like you're about to murder someone?" Conan asks, getting concerned.

"Because I might." Tom says, grinding his teeth while forcing a smile.

The night goes by pretty smoothly, for you. You and Jaeden were clinged to each other almost the whole night, and then Tom watching you both from a distance, trying not to snap hard at people. He just took enough of it, he had to do something. He wasn't really sure why was he jealous, 'maybe because you love her' his heart said, but his mind crossing paths with a 'no you don't' in the middle. He was in a dilemma, but was mostly leaning towards his heart's side. He finally got up from his seat and walked towards you.

"Y/L/N." He says, keeping his composure.

"Yes?" You turn around to come face to face with him, laughing on something Jaeden had said.

"Board of Directors want to meet you on third floor. I was going that way only, wanted to inform you." He says.

"Oh okay. Jaeden I'll be back in a few. And tell me about that Mario Kart incident." You say, your laughter dying as you walk towards the elevator, motioning Tom to move as well. You both enter the elevator and you click the button for third floor.

"So Jaeden's a long lost friend, I assume?" He tries to small talk, failing miserably.

"Yeah, I used to work with him a long time back. Why do you ask?" You say, being the nicest you've been to Tom in two years.

"Just making small talk. So, exactly how long ago, you used to work with him?" He tries again.

"A really long time ago." You tell him.

"When we were dating?" He says, hesitating.

The elevator dings and you reach third floor, both of you moving into a very empty hallway.

"Why do you care Tom?" You say, making him frustrated even more.

"Because you're my fucking ex-girlfriend whom I'm worried about because that asshole has a mega crush on you" He says, making you jerk your head towards him.

"How many whiskeys have you had?" You ask him, because he was sounding oblivious that's for sure.

You turn around to open the meeting room to find it empty, making you glare at Tom once again.

"Why the fuck did you bring me up here Holland, where's the meeting?" You say, narrowing your eyes towards him.

"There is no meeting Y/N, the Board didn't show up this year, remember?" He says moving and fidgeting around the room.

"Then why did you bring me up here, dumbass?" That put him over the edge. He starts walking towards you making you take a few steps back, finally cornering you in the room.

"Because that guy is fucking flirting with you Y/N. That guy has been roaming around the whole night with my girl, touching and hugging my girl in front of me and you expect me to keep my calm? Huh? I don't fucking care okay? You're supposed to be mine and I was a jerk who let you go. I can't stand seeing you with other people. What the fuck is wrong with you Y/N, why did you leave me?!" He shouts at you, making your blood boil even more.

You push him back and stand in front of him, glaring as if you were going to rip his head off.

"No Tom, YOU left me, alright? I cried almost every night after that day when you left, and you didn't even have the empathy to give me a call. You, are too self-absorbed, and not me Tom. It was all you. I haven't been to even one of my launches just because I know you'll be there, you'll be there to put me down again. And why the fuck do you care about whom I talk to huh?" You shout at him.

"Why would I come to every single one of your launches Y/N?! To see you! To see the person who understood me more than I did, just to fucking see your face and calm my nerves!" He shouts back. He moves towards you and holds you chin to put your eyes at his eye level.

"Look at me Y/N. Look at me. Did we mean anything to you? Did I mean anything to you? Look at me in the eyes and tell me you never loved me. Tell me I meant nothing to you and I'll leave this second. Tell me that this was all a lie." He says, making your eyes water.

"You know I can't tell you that."

"Then why do you keep hurting me Y/N?! You hurt me so much! You left me when I needed you the most! I wanted you and you weren't there-" He shouts again.

"SHUT UP TOM, SHUT UP! Stop it! Stop! Please. Stop." You're crying hysterically now, hunching up in a corner trying to calm yourself down. Tom immediately sees it and runs towards you holding your hands and cradling them.

"Hey, hey Y/N. Look at me, look at me baby. It's Tom. Hey baby. I'm here, yeah? I'm here. Stop crying come on babe, please. Love, look at me. I'm here." He says, now running his hand over your cheeks wiping your tears.

"Go away. Go away from me." Is all you say, which makes his ears perk and brings water to his eyes.

He stands up and moves out of the room, closing the door just to hear you crying again. He sits down on the floor with his back on the door now, crying, waiting for you to say something.

"Please, open the door." He says, bursting into tears and hugging himself with his arms, wishing it was you.

Fifteen minutes pass by and you still haven't said anything. Tom misses you so much, and it was so fucked up of you to leave him like this. He was hurt, but he could never stop loving you. Ever.

"Losing you would be a nightmare that I'd beg to be awaken from everyday." You say opening the door, your eyes blood red, hair disheveled making Tom look at you, whose eyes were blood red too.

"What?"

"I was pregnant, Tom." You tell him, making his eyes widen and holding your hand for comfort.

"The day-" You clear your throat "The day we fought is when we lost the baby. I was going to tell you I was pregnant that day, but then that happened." You were crying a bit more now, but still held you composure so you can handle Tom from now.

"The argument gave me too much stress and, and it was affecting the baby so as soon as you left, um, my stomach started aching really badly and, and yeah we lost our baby then. That's why I left." You say, you were crying on his shoulder now, intentionally ignoring his reaction because you knew it would hurt him.

"We, we- lost our baby?" He says, a bit shocked but choking on his tears. You remain silent.

"Hey, hey. Listen. It's okay. It wasn't your fault. It was mine. I shouldn't have fought with you. You were already really worried and I just added onto your pressure. I'm so sorry baby I'm so so sorry." He was full-on crying now, he sniffled in your neck because he was too afraid to show his emotions.

"It wasn't your fault Tommy, it was ours." You say, running your hand in his curls. The way you missed his chestnut curls. It was all good again, well atleast you hoped.

Tommy. That always brought butterflies in his stomach.

You talked everything out in the bathroom, while washing your faces and cleaning up. You both understood that everything was going back to normal, just like the old times. One conversation lead to another, and you spent two hours on the bathroom floor just laughing and having gossip.

"It's been a while." You say laughing, looking at your watch.

"Yeah."

"Why did you say 'my girl' Tom?" You ask him directly.

"Hm?"

"You called me 'my girl' in the conference room. Why?" You tell him, and he instantly remembers that he did do that.

"You're in my head almost everyday Y/N. Even when you're not supposed to be. It shouldn't have been this hard letting go, but it was. I still love you, even if you don't." He says, taking some tissue paper off the counter.

"Who said I don't love you?" You say, making his eyes widen.

"Wha- wh- what are you implying here?" He stumbles upon his words, making you laugh.

"I still love you, you goof."

"Y/N you have to be serious you're making me want things I can't have." He says wholeheartedly.

You say nothing but grab him by his collar and kiss him with full force. After two years, you felt those soft lips on yours again, reminiscing every moment you had missed in these past years. They felt the same, soft and plump, just as if they were made for you. They fit in with yours like a puzzle, that was meant to be solved by these two hearts which were tangled, but now, in a right way. Tom kissed back almost immediately, feeling your lips was like a dream come true. A recurrent dream in his mind. You both pull back to see red and puffy lips and give out a light laugh. He doesn't stop, he keeps leaving peppery kisses all over your face mumbling sweet words again and again.

"I missed you so, so much angel." he says leaving a kiss on your nose.

"I missed you too bubba." you say leaving a small peck on his lips.

"Let's go now, we've been here for almost two hours." You start to move towards the door, but get pulled back by your waist.

"Tell Jaeden to maintain distance, yeah?" He says.

"Or what?" You say in a playful tone.

"Babygirl, I think you've forgotten what I'm capable of." He says, kissing your neck.

"I think I have. And stop kissing me I look shit." You say, laughing.

"I really don't care. You still look hot and I'm trying not to kiss you senseless right now." He says leaving another harsh suck on your skin, which can hopefully be covered by your blazer.

"Are you going to eyefuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?" You say, now kissing Tom's sweet spot.

"Finish this event in the next half an hour. I'll see you at my house babe." He says leaving one last peck on your lips.

You both reach downstairs after fixing your makeup and hair, you reach upto the stage and and hold onto the mic.

"Thankyou all for attending the event. We look forward to having more business with you! Don't forget to post something about our line 'The Hollandairé' on your social media platforms and don't forget to tag us! We are, The Y/L/N's thankyou have a good night!"

He listen to you and smirks to himself, because you do do what you say.

"I'm going to name my first fashion line 'The Hollandairé' " You say making a banner with your hands.

"And I'll be right with you then baby" He says, kissing your cheek.

Looks like he kept his promise too.

tagging some friends whom i think would like to read!:

@hollandslittlekoala @hollandsmushroom @leafy-holland @tomsoxytocin @scarletspideyy @t-lostinworlds

(pls do tell me if you don't want to be tagged further on!)

don't forget to reblog!

ilysmmmm. tpwk y'all!

[twopoppies]

hi again! i’m your magazine anon haha

okay i have a few things to say 😉

1st: i saw the receipt allie (skepticalarrie) got and we are NOT related in fact i think the anon is lying because i asked my uncle who’s really in the industry and knows a lot about ndas, contracts etc and there’s noo way the anon is exposing that kind of info that easy. Plus anon got kinda nervous trying to fix the dates part were they fucked up the timeline. and even if anon is quitting… it doesn’t mean the info gets less confidential so maybe im wrong but i wouldn’t trust it 🤷🏼‍♀️

Back to the q&a i had with my uncle the other night lmao (at one moment he told me “why are you so intrigued in what this guy is doing i told you he’s not into girls) i laughed SO hard LMAO😭 like i know???? anyway these are the questions i made:

1) any news on dwd?

his answer: “there’s a headline in the making about a trailer maybe getting leaked.”

okay my jaw dropped… ANOTHER LEAK???

he told me that it could be just clickbait or for promo making an example with what happened with endgame (how is him comparing an amazing movie with incredible director to an olivia wilde project…)

2) anything about a documentary?

his answer: nothing that i’ve heard of but for what i’ve seen he’s pretty creative so i wouldn’t be surprised if that’s the “music related” also he’s touring again so i would totally see something like “harry styles back on stage” thing

3) is there any gossip in the industry about holivia?

his answer: well, we all think is absurd and very badly done and this is coming by an old man who’s seen a lot of stunts and has written a lot of articles about it. But there’s a pattern in harry’s stunts, i don’t know why but if you realize, each of these girls has had a purpose to "go out with him" at the end they all got something more besides headlines and be considered exes of him.

and omg that is so true… just think about it! we probably have discussed it already. but look at taylor, kendall and now olivia, they all needed something. idk it made a lot of sense to me. well my uncle is a sweetheart hahah and he promised me that as soon as he knows about dwd/album or something important he will let me know.

that’s all i have for now ❤️❤️ and remember to be careful with those anons claiming to have inside info :/ Stay safe everyone <3

Hi sweetheart. Thank you so much for coming back. So much interesting info. Thank you for sharing! And yeah @skepticalarrie and I were talking about that other anon and we both noticed some red flags. I actually put my reblog on private until we know more. Thank you for your input on that.

Ok… the other stuff. SO interesting. A leaked trailer would definitely answer the question of why wasn’t it shown at cinemacon yesterday. But oh my god that’s just so… ridiculous and so like her to fake something like that. Me right now: 🙄

And yeah, he’s 100% right about all of the women getting something out of it. I mean, they’re not doing it out of the goodness of their hearts. Even the really minor ones like Nadine Leopold or Sara Sampaio got name recognition (look how I fucking remember then years later). So nice to get corroboration from someone in the industry.

Thank you for all of this. Come back any time you want. 😆 I’m giggling over him thinking you want to know because you think he’s straight. Your uncle is the best. We send him lots of hugs!! 💖💖💖

[headheartbellarke]

HOME | Charlie Gillespie

Requested by anon:  "Hi! If request are open can you do a charlie imagine where him and the reader (she/her) met on a project a while back and have been friends for a while, but the reader kinda had a crappy home life so she gets overwhelmed by charlies family being so loving and perfect and she basically breaks down and feels like she doesn’t fit in and isn’t good enough for him? please and thank you so much, ur writing is amazing!!!"

PAIRING(s): Charlie Gillespie x fem! reader

WARNING(s): mentions of abuse, trauma, anxiety, angst, fluff

WORDS: 2,036

SUMMARY: charlie takes co-star and girlfriend y/n home for christmas but that leads to self doubt in her (im so bad at these) [note: this takes place in 2021]

    As Charlie pulls out the key from the ignition, I sigh, wringing my hands nervously. He unbuckles his seatbelt and faces me, giving me a bright, happy smile.

  “My family is so excited to meet you.” He says, reaching forward to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.

  “What if they hate me?” I whisper.

  My boyfriend, Charlie, and I first met on the set of Charmed – we were both in the first episode, but I left it after that due to scheduling conflicts with my other show, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina. I had been a part of CAOS since its first episode – I played the role of Sabrina’s cousin, Sarah Spellman.

  Back then, we were just friends. After I left Charmed, we would text and call each other occasionally. Whenever we were in the same city, we would meet up – but that was hard considering we both had quite different lives. So, we didn’t think of each other as more than friends – sure I thought that he was attractive, but that’s it.

  But, in 2020, after CAOS was cancelled, I got a call from the casting director of Julie and The Phantoms: she was the one who had previously cast me in CAOS, and she believed that I’d be perfect for the role of Julie’s British cousin who joins her school after her parents relocate to LA – I also play Reggie’s love interest.

  I texted Charlie immediately after my manager finalized all the details for the new role. He had been excited and when shooting started in 2021, we were pretty inseparable.

  After a few weeks, I had developed a major crush on him ad the rest of the cast had also picked up on that. They were also convinced that Charlie liked me (which I didn’t believe at that time but later found out that it was, indeed, true) and they used to tease us about it all the time. Finally, a couple weeks before production ended, he asked me out on a date and it’s been really, really great so far.

  We’ve been dating for about nine months now and honestly, he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. He’s my home – all my life I’ve always felt lost, but I feel like I truly belong with him.

  Now, he laughs. “Baby. I promise you – they already love you. My mother’s been bugging me to bring you home ever since we started dating, and you’ve already met Megan, and she loves you.”

  “If you say so.” I say, still not convinced.

  He grins and we get out of his car and face his childhood home. I take a deep breath, shaking off my nerves. He knocks three times on the front door, and it opens immediately after.

  A petite, blonde woman steps out, with a wide smile on her face. She opens her arms as Charlie yells, “Mamacita!”

  “Mon chéri. Ça fait trop longtemps!”

  “Je vous ai manqué!”

  I have absolutely no idea what they are saying, but the scene in front of me is so heart-warming. Charlie’s mother is genuinely happy to see her son – one can tell by the way she’s holding him, almost like he’s a little child. Charlie is quite a couple inches taller than her, but he’s nestled his face into her shoulder.

  I can’t stop a grin from breaking out on my face. It’s honestly rather lovely. But I also feel a slight pang in my heart knowing that no one ever greets me like this when I go home.

  They separate from each other and she squeezes his shoulders, looking at him with so much love that I have to look away. I have never seen a mother look at their child like that, with such intense love. That’s dumb, I know. Mothers are supposed to love their children. But all my mother ever looks at me with is disappointment, anger, disgust, and – you get it.

  She notices me next and claps her hands. “You must be Y/N!”

  “Hi, Mrs. Gillespie. It’s so nice to meet you!” I extend a hand toward her.

  “Aw, come here! You’re gorgeous.”

  She pulls me in for a hug too, and for a moment I’m engulfed by the smell of white musk and the feeling of warmth.

  We pull apart and I smile at her, genuinely. All my anxiety has washed away.

  “My son is always talking about you, about how pretty you are and –”

  “Let’s go inside!” Charlie quickly cuts her off, eyes widened as I laugh.

  “But I wanna know what he says!”

  Mrs Gillespie winks at me as Charlie turns scarlet. “I’ll tell you when he’s gone.”

***

    Another roar of laughter erupts around the dinner table.

  Honestly, I’ve never seen a family like this – a family so connected, so loving. All of Charlie’s siblings – from his three older brothers to his little sister are here for Christmas Eve, and all of them are teasing each other, telling childhood stories, and just having the best time. I was, too. That was until I suddenly realized how I don’t fit in here.

  Everyone here grew up completely different than I did. When I was young, about two years old – my dad left my mom and I for another woman. I haven’t seen him since – although, he sends me a postcard and some money on holidays and birthdays. He’s travelling around the world with his new wife and is apparently ‘happier than he’s ever been.’

  The reason he left is because kids ‘freak’ him out and he isn’t ‘ready’ for that kind of responsibility. I mean, it wasn’t like he was fifteen when he had me: he was twenty-seven, and already married to my mother for about two years then.

  Naturally, my mother blames me for her divorce. I was born out of an accidental pregnancy, so my mother made sure to remind me every day that I was unwanted, and my birth was what ‘pushed’ him to leave us. Every single day, my mother told me that I shouldn’t have been born, that I was a mistake, that I was worthless, unlovable and so, so many more horrible things. She used to drink like crazy, and if I accidentally faced her in that state, she would sometimes hit me.

  Years and years of abuse and all that childhood trauma led me to develop a fear of abandonment, trust issues, intimacy issues, anxiety, and depression. Throughout school, I had been closed off, unable to form relationships and friendships with other people. I had feared anything and everything – I couldn’t even maintain eye contact with people.

  Of course, when I auditioned for CAOS and moved away to LA, away from that toxic environment, I got help and turned my life around. (My mother was incredibly happy to see me go since she had married another guy and now has a family with him – so I was the only thing left that reminded her of my father.) I learnt to accept, prioritize, and love myself – but I’m still working on that, of course.

  But, I know, deep down, no matter how well I am, or how happy I am – there will always be a part of me that’s broken. I’ve grown to accept that, accept the fact that I’ll always carry the trauma with me.

  But Charlie doesn’t. He’s lived a good life, and he deserves someone who can give him their everything – and that’s not me.

  As much as I hate to say it, I’m not good enough for him.

  He senses a change in my demeanour and squeezes my hand under the table. I give him a weak smile.

***

    “Y/N/N, what’s wrong?”

  I look up at my boyfriend. He has a look of concern on his face as he takes a seat next to me on the couch.

  I sigh into the quiet. Everyone has fallen asleep, except Charlie and I – we are seated in his living room in front of the fireplace.

  “Nothing. I’m just really tired.”

  “That’s not true, Y/N. You were fine throughout dinner – oh my god, it’s the ice cream, isn’t it?”

  “What?”

  “The pistachio ice cream that Maman made. It was weirdly bitter, eh? It’s okay, you can tell me.”

  I purse my lips. “No, Charlie. The ice cream was great.”

  “Are you sure? You’ve been down since desert.”

  “It’s not the ice cream, babe.”

  “Okay, then, what is it?”

  He looks at me expectantly, and I can sense that he’s feeling anxious.

  “I just – I realized that I don’t fit in.”

  He furrows his brows, but before he can say anything, I start speaking again. “Charlie, you have such a loving and perfect family. And you know how I grew up. What I went through. So, you know that I’m not used to this. I’m not – I’ve never seen love like this in a family, you know. And I don’t fit in here! While your mother was being so nice to me, I kept wondering when she’s going to scream at me. Or when your father was genuinely interested in me, I kept thinking that maybe he’s trying to find a way to get rid of me. It’s just – it’s just the way I grew up, and I’ll always be like this, Char. Your family is so nice, and it shocks me, honestly. And I think that maybe it’s better if you date someone who grew up the way you did, someone who’s like you. Because I have been broken my whole life, and I don’t think that I can give you everything that you need. I don’t think I’m good enough for you. You’re the best person that I’ve ever met, and I think you should be with someone who’s worthy of you.”

  I whisper the last part, and feel a teardrop fall into the space between my collarbones. I look down because I’m too afraid of what he might say.

  I hear him breathe out heavily and I feel him take my hands in his.

  “Don’t you ever say that.”

  “But it’s true –”

  “Y/N. Don’t you dare doubt yourself. You are good enough. No, you’re perfect. You’re the strongest woman I know. I completely understand why you feel what you’re feeling right now.”

  He scoots closer to me and cups my cheeks in his hands. “And it’s okay. It’s okay to feel that way. It’s okay to feel shocked. That doesn’t make you a bad person, nor does it make you not good enough. In fact, it makes all the stronger – you went through so much as a kid, and still, you have space in your heart for me. You know, I never doubt the fact that you love me, ever. Because you always make me feel special, make me feel good about myself and always make sure that I’m happy. You always go out of your way to take care of me, and you always make me feel at home. I don’t want anyone other than you. I love you so much and I never, ever wanna lose you.”

  I think I’m fully crying now, as Charlie continues, “It’s okay to feel that way. Take your time. But I’m never leaving you. You’re my person, and you’ll always fit in with me, baby. Always.”

  “Charlie…”

  I look at him properly, and I can see the pain in his eyes as a tear traces along the curve of his cheek. He sniffs, saying, “I’m sorry. I just can’t imagine being with anyone other than you.”

  “Why are you so good to me?” I whisper, my throat still tight from the emotions.

  “Because you deserve someone good, and I can only hope that I’m good for you.”

  I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in his shoulder as a sob escapes my body. “I’m so sorry, baby. So, so sorry.” I keep whispering that, while he rubs my back, saying ‘it’s okay.’

  “I love you so much, Charlie. Honestly, thanks for being so good to me. You have no idea what you mean to me.”

  I can feel him smile as he says, “I think I have a pretty good idea, yeah.”

***

jatp requests are open <3

[hamiltonimagines]

We’re Going to be Parents

Pairing: Pippa x Reader

Request: “can you do a phillipa x female reader where the reader has a big role on a movie (im thinking it part 2), and she faints and she gets a call from one of her co-stars telling her to get to the hospital. turns out they had been trying to get pregnant via sperm donor and it took- and they have a little babie on the way 🥺❤👉👈 and the hamilton cast gets so excited for them.” - @labellapeaky

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Detailed description of passing out/fainting.

“Hey Y/N, are you alright? We can take a break so that you can have a few minutes” I heard my director say. I had been cast in a new movie that coming out. However, today I hadn’t been feeling the best. I was feeling really dizzy and light-headed. I figured I was just dehydrated, so I’d been drinking tons of water, hoping that would fix it.

“No no no, I’m good. I promise” I reassured the director. “Alright, if you say so. Action” the director called out.

“Tanya, we have to do something about this, we can’t just sit around and do nothing” my costar, Rachelle, said, starting the scene. “I know we do, but is this really our only option? There has to be a better option, right?” I recited my line.

I felt very weak, I could feel my legs start to shake underneath me. Rachelle was saying her next line, but I couldn’t hear it. Everything started to sound mumbled. It felt like the room was spinning. I couldn’t hear what was happening, I just heard ringing.

Rachelle stepped toward me and grabbed my arms to hold me up. She asked me a question, but I couldn’t tell what she was saying. My eyelids started to feel heavier and heavier and then everything went black.

I heard a distant beeping sound. Over and over and over again. Slowly, I opened my eyes and tried to figure out where I was and what was beeping.

The room was very bright and it took my eyes a second to adjust. I saw white walls and a monitor next to me. Then, I recognized that I was in a hospital room. I looked over and saw Pippa sitting in a chair, next to me. Pippa was my long term girlfriend and the love of my life.

“Hey, you’re awake” she said, looking up from her book. She set the book down and grabbed my hand. “What’s going on?” I asked her confused. “You fainted at work. They’ve been running all sorts of tests to figure out what happened. I was so worried when Rachelle called me. All I heard was hospital and I panicked. I’m glad you’re okay though” she said, kissing the back of my hand.

There was a knock at the door and we both looked over and saw the doctor in the doorway. “Look who's awake” he said, walking into the room. “Doctor, do you what happened?” Pippa asked him.

“We ran brain imaging and a bunch of tests and we know that you don’t have a concussion or anything other serious issues” the doctor explained. “But why did Y/N pass out? She’s never fainted before” Pippa asked.

“Well we ran another test, just as a precaution really. But we found out that Y/N is pregnant. Fainting during the first trimester is really common, so it’s nothing to worry about. Just be careful and don’t over exert yourself” the doctor said, leaving the room and closing the door on his way out.

I was so stunned, I didn’t know how to react. I had never been more happy in my life. It didn’t feel real, but I seemed to have forgotten how to move or speak.

Pippa and I had been trying to get pregnant for a while, through a sperm donor. We hadn’t had any success yet, and we were starting to get discouraged. Apparently it had worked though. I was actually pregnant.

“You’re...you’re pregnant” Pippa said, seeming to be in as much shock as I was. “I can not believe this, we finally have a baby” I said, smiling.

Pippa stood up and planted a kiss on my lips. We both pulled away and leaned our foreheads against each other’s. “A baby, this is big” I whispered. “Really big, but I’m so excited. We’re finally gonna be mommas” Pippa said, with a huge grin on her face.

“Now you’re going to have to go to the store and buy me all of my weird pregnancy craving foods” I said, giggling. “Nothing would make me happier” she said, kissing my forehead.

I heard Pippa’s phone ding and she quickly glanced at it. She smiled to herself. “There’s some people here to see you” she said, smiling. She walked over to the window that looked into the hallway and opened the blinds.

I saw the entire Hamilton cast standing outside the window. Pippa and I had met being apart of the Hamilton cast and we were all a big family.

They all waved to me and blew me kisses. I just giggled to myself, I loved them all so much. I waved back at them.

“Tell those dorks to come in” I told Pippa, laughing. She walked over to the door, opened it, and invited them in.

“How’s our rockstar doing?” Renée asked, walking over to my side. “I’m doing pretty good, what are all you guys doing here? You didn’t have to come” I told them.

“As soon as Pippa said you were at the hospital, we all dropped everything and came as fast as we could” Daveed explained. “We had to make sure that you’re okay, champ” Lin said, smiling at me.

“So what are the doctors saying?” Jasmine asked. “Well we have some news” I said, mysteriously. “Y/N’s pregnant” Pippa announced.

They all looked very shocked and then all of their shocked expressions turned into faces of joy.

“Congratulations you two” Renée said, giving me a hug. “Wait, I can’t believe this. The sperm donation worked? I’m so happy for you guys” Jasmine said.

Then the doctor walked back in the room. “I’m going to have to ask that you only have three people in the room at a time” the doctor said.

“You guys can’t even go to a hospital without breaking the rules” I joked. “Well I should get going, but I’m really happy for you guys” Daveed said, giving me a hug. “Yeah, you guys can all go, Jasmine and I can stay in case you guys need anything” Anthony proposed.

“Thank you all for coming” I said, as everyone gave me a hug. Jasmine grabbed a chair and sat down next to the bed. “I’m going to go and try to find a vending machine, do you guys need anything?” Anthony asked.

“No, I’m good. What about you Y/N, you need anything?” Pippa asked me. “Do you think you could hunt down a nurse and get me an extra blanket? It’s freezing in here” I asked Anthony. “Your wish is my command” he said, as he left the room.

“So you guys are going to be parents” Jasmine said, smiling. “We’re going to be parents, that still doesn’t sound real” I said, smiling at Pippa.

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Fluffy help (part 1)

Throughout the day, the Killer did not behave normally. He looked tired all day, and it bothered him a lot. He couldn't compose himself, couldn't remember the script, got confused in words, and got scolded for it. It was obvious that he had been distracted just today, and at the wrong time, they had a lot of work planned for this day, and he could not collect his thoughts.

"- Hey, Kill -" knight shouted, "- You're a little confused today, are you all right? -" Nightmare asked with a little excitement, this behavior is strange for his boyfriend, usually he is collected when they are on set.

"- I don't know, I've been feeling tired all day, -" the Killer replied, rubbing the back of his head with his hands. "- And now I have a little stress because of the huge number of failed takes, the Director is clearly not happy with me today -" he looked calm, but who knows what is on his mind now.

While the two actors were talking in the other corner of the stage, a timid trainee entered the hall and began to approach the workers who had previously asked the Barista for a certain coffee. Surprisingly, our coffee boy remembered what kind of coffee one or another employee ordered. Now he had gone through almost everything, and there were only two glasses of coffee left on the tray, intended for the monsters he likes.

Ccino had noticed during his rounds that the Killer and Nightmare were talking about something, and to his surprise, it was the Nightmare who took the initiative, and usually the Killer tries to get Him to talk. "- Is something wrong? -" it flashed through his mind as he approached them. He decided that he would definitely ask them about it, but probably later, but for now he tries to smile, and not give away a certain embarrassment and confusion.

"- Hi guys -" a little timidly greeted the two actors, the Barista.

"- Oh, hi, Ccino -" Nightmar said, smiling slightly as the Intern approached them.

"- Hello, baby- " the Killer tried to act natural in front of another favorite monster.

Ccino tried not to show his embarrassment at the Killer's response, but the flush on his cheekbones betrayed it.

"- Y-your coffee. Knight you asked for your regular coffee without additives. And the Killer asked for an espresso with a double dose of caffeine, right? -" of course, he is sure that he remembered everything correctly, but always clarified.

"- Yes, thank you, Ccino -" said Nightmer, still smiling slightly as he took his drink from the tray.

"- That's right, thank you -" the Killer also kept up with the Night and took his glass. Then they simultaneously moved closer to their trainee and kissed on the cheeks from different sides. Ccino, who had not expected such actions, started at first in surprise, and then, as it dawned on him, his face flushed again, and he froze in place, trying to recover himself.

"- Heh, you're so embarrassed again, you should get used to it by now, -" the Killer said with a light laugh, taking a sip of coffee. "-But you get even nicer at times like this -" he continued after a short pause. Nightmare just grinned, as if agreeing with his second boyfriend.

" -B-by the way, -" Ccino said, still looking at the killer in confusion, "- You usually drink coffee with additives, but today you decided to drink the same coffee as Nightmare, with double caffeine." He tried to change the subject to one that bothered him more. "- I noticed that you are silent more than usual, in conversation the Nightmare spoke more than you, something happened? -" Ccino was already looking at his boyfriend with concern.

"- W-wow, you're really observant -" the Killer was actually confused and pleased to some extent, the idea that his boyfriends noticed his condition, even though he tried to hide it so that he could focus on work.

"- I said it was noticeable -" Nightmare said with a grin.

"- Hey, I'm worried about you and the Nightmare, of course I'll notice the changes -" he managed to confuse both himself and the two actors at the same time, but Ccino wanted to know what was going on with the Killer today, maybe he got sick or something.

"- Ccino, the Killer probably overworked recently, this is the result of the actor's hard work -" said the still slightly confused Nightmare.

"- So...are you tired because of stress? -" the barista asked.

"- Most likely -" the Killer replied with a slight smile, finishing his coffee, the drink should help him relieve fatigue until the end of the working day, and then the wave of fatigue and drowsiness will cover him with a vengeance. By the way, Nightmare had almost finished his coffee.

"- Have you thought about taking the day off? -" Night threw the empty glass in the trash and looked at the slightly cheerful Killer.

"- I can't, there's a lot of work, have you seen the script at all? -" a little indignantly asked the Killer, remembering how many times today he forgot words or dialogues until they finished shooting, it was some kind of show.

"- Then you can rest in the evening -" the Nightmare continued after the Killer's response.

"- We can spend this evening together, -" the Intern suddenly suggested. There were slightly surprised looks at him, but he continued, "- I mean, we could help the Killer relax and de-stress this evening, so that he can have a good rest and go back to normal work tomorrow. -"

"- Hmm, this idea could be tried, -" Nightmare was more interested in how it would come out and what it would lead to. "- What do you say, Killer? Would you like to spend the evening with us? -" he was smiling maliciously.

"- Tempting offer -" in response, he also smiled maliciously. "-It still depends on what we will do -".

"- We can spend the evening at my place, my apartment is small, but I think that's enough for us -" it seems that at the moment Ccino is not embarrassed by his own proposal, but who knows if he will regret it or not?

"- Are you sure? -" the Killer asked doubtfully.

"- Yeah, it's all right. I will enjoy your company. By the way, you haven't really been to my house that often, have you, Killer? -"

"- Well, Yes, it is -" he said.

"- I have animals at home, cats -" on the word "cats" the Killer perked up a little "- I think they will help you to relieve some stress. As far as I know you like cats too -"

"- Yes, it is. Only now I'm envious -" the Killer replied, slightly offended.

"- It's starting -" Nightmare said softly, a little irritated. The Nightmare does not allow the killer to bring home animals, especially since it is a big responsibility, and they still need to take care of this animal, and they do not have time for all this. They disappear all day at work, they come home almost at night, with this mode, the Nightmare doubts that the animal will survive with them.

They were saved from even more questions by the Director's voice calling for them to return to the set.

"- Well, we're leaving, they're waiting for us -" the killer said in a more cheerful voice, throwing away the empty сup of coffee he had drunk.

"- Yeah, it's time to get back to work. -" Nightmare agreed.

"- Well, I'll see you tonight, baby. -" the Killer said, and gave Ccino a quick peck on the forehead. Nightmare also kept up and gave the Barista a quick kiss on the nose.

Ccino stayed where he was, feeling his face start to burn again with embarrassment. He was happy, there was no doubt about it, but he also wanted to cheer up the two guys who were already walking away from him and talking about something.

"- I'll regret this -" Ccino thought. - "Hey!", he shouted, running up to them. They turned and looked at him in slight surprise, about to ask something, but the trainee silenced them with a quick kiss on the lips. When they realized this, they were at first slightly shocked, they did not expect that their coffee boy, who was always embarrassed by any kisses and words, would climb up to them to kiss himself.

"- T-this is to c-cheer you two up when you're on set -" Ccino tried to explain his action quickly and confidently, as it delays them, but with each word he blushed more and without saying anything else quickly left the set.

Nightmare and the killer only looked slightly surprised as the trainee left, then went to the set in high spirits.

"- You're a bad influence on him -" Nightmare said.

"- As if you don't like it when I do it or he does it -" the Killer replied, laughing a little.

"- Fuck you! -" nightmare exclaimed in embarrassment, quickening his pace.

"- Come on, I love you -" the killer exclaimed, catching up with the nightmare and giving it a quick kiss on the temple.

"- Me too... -" he replied, calming down a little, and the Killer's smile widened.

Well, the evening promises to be fun.

(To be continued ???)

I finally finished this part. I really worked on it, and I hope someone likes it. Please excuse the mistakes, my English is not so good. (QwQ)💦

I was inspired by these people: @zu-is-here , @help-im-a-gay-fish , @yuriyuruandyuraart , @kotikaleo , @jann-the-bean .

Thank you for your inspiration and for loving this ship. ( UwU)✨💜💜💜

Killer!Sans by @rahofy-sketch

Ccino!Sans by @black-nyanko

Nightmare by @jokublog

[musette22]

Minnie, I’m loving TFAWS and how it’s developed Sam and Bucky’s dynamic just proves how well Sebastian and Anthony Mackie get on in real life. Sam deserves the Shield and Bucky deserves to live his life. Also a massive appreciation for any fan artists out there because they have created some incredible stuff, Im studying art and design atm and I’m in love with what people create!!! But what I really don’t like is the fact that there are some people in the fandom who basically use the storyline and events in the show to drag Steve through the mud because of Shitty writing by the directors and make him the ultimate bad guy. It makes me sad because it shows how easily influenced shitty writing of a character affects the rest of how things play out and how it seems some didn’t really understand Steve’s character at all. We saw how close all of them were and how they gave us relationships between them were written to play off one another really well. Does it make me bad that I’ve basically not been going on social media when a new ep comes out because of this? Yeah probably but the discourse around him is something I’ve told myself not to get involved with, it seems to be everywhere because I know people don’t want to listen and I’ll probs end up ruining my day. The Stucky tag was always a good place to go for finding new blogs and enjoying new content that creators love putting out about Steve but lately (sigh)...I loved Steve’s character and I’ve been in the fandom since the first Iron Man film so long enough to have a good grasp on understanding what the characters and decisions are like in the MCU. I was heartbroken by so many decisions made in EG because of the directors writing, many people I’ve spoken to who are obsessed said it was an alright film but some things were out of character or did not make sense (I’ve got a whole list of you’re interested). People are moving on and growing with the content we are given but I just wish that shitty writing doesn’t define a character in the eyes of others, truly loving a character is understanding them and recognising that they were done dirty not by defining them by one thing that’s happened. The negativity is really off putting. Thank goodness for Ao3 and YOU, Minnie, this is one of the blogs I can turn to and live in the moment, I love your content because you haven’t let anything stop you from posting and plus the Evanstan stuff is such a bonus as I mainly get updates from you!! Love you Minnie and I hope you take care of yourself both Mentally and Physically. Xx

Hi darling!! Thanks for your message! I’m so glad to hear you’re loving TFATWS so far! Yeah you’re right, there are definitely folks out there who are figuring out that EG’s ending was bullshit and who are now condemning Steve as a character for it, instead of the creators. That’s incredibly frustrating, but there’s not too much we can do about that. Fortunately, there are also still plenty of people who can see the two things as separate, though! And don’t forget that a lot of people are not as invested as we are, and while they might now be saying “god that Steve was actually an asshole for leaving”, in a few months time they’ll be dressing as him again for the next costumed party, you know? Steve’s legacy lives on, while at the same time there’s now space for a new, equally unique Cap. Which is wonderful, and I believe the two will coexist just fine eventually!

The same goes for the Stucky tag, by the way: right now it’s obviously a minefield, but it’ll look very different in a few months’ time. It’ll be similar to what happened after EG, most likely (although of course I know things get a little bit harder with every setback - but this fandom isn’t going to let itself be crushed any time soon!)

In the meantime, good for you for looking after your own mental health and avoiding topics or discussions that make you feel like shit! That absolutely does not make you a bad person, I promise ❤️ You do you, enjoying the show and also reading those happy, fluffy Stucky fics (or whatever takes your fancy!) and reblogging a bunch of domestic Stucky fanart, if that’s what makes you feel good, darling! I’m glad you’re finding some comfort and a happy place in my blog, that makes me very happy too! Hope you enjoy the final two eps, and take care of yourself, okay? Lots of love! 😘

[clementineesotsm]

THE KING: ETERNAL MONARCH EP 15, My Appreciation and How It Made Me Feel

PM Koo teams up with LR. At least that is what PM was thinking. But for LR, slight different. He thinks PM will somehow give advantage for him but ended up disappointed, because PM cannot become a queen, and suspended as a PM. She cant even near a high position now. She cannot get Gon or Kingdom of Corea and that pisses LR off. PM become greedy and put her guard down. He thinks LR wanted a cooperation and inform him that she will take Gon’s flute for her. Which makes LR mad and choke her 🤣🤣 LR asking her to bring him into Gon’s mom mass memorial day and leave her

Gon is back to kingdom now. He hugs Lady Noh so tight 🥺 he is thankful to her for everything that she have done for him. Apparently Gon indebted to her much. I loved her punchline “i know pyeha / 압니다 폐하” means she understand things that Gon cant even / doesn’t have to explain. I love their relationship

Gon exiled Prince Buyeong’s son so that he cannot go back to Corea, because he found out that he is LR accomplice on the treason night. Gosh i hate that man!

Apparently Gon took KSJ to Corea to let him see his real mom. This scene was well made! Acting wise, amazing. KSJ lines, amazing. Music, amazing! Poor KSJ. He is also growing up becoming a stoic character 🥺🥺

Conversation between KSJ and Gon feels a bit heavy. Gon told KSJ about his plan, apparently he dont plan to save himself this time. The target is to get or kill LR. So Gon is planning to go and sacrifice himself for the good 🥺🥺 i loooove Gon’s facial expression here. And his eyes speaks his fear but also trying to accept his fate. Something like “sigh-ing”

LR was back to Korea to prepare his big plan. But unfortunately he let his guard down, SJH put poison in the food to kill herself basically. And LR minion couldn’t save her because Gon was set to cross the portal at that time so times stops. SJH was finally relief to be able to die, but here i am crying 🥺🥺 and her using LR punchline before while dying was cool thought by the writer! “Did you pray?” !!!

And did you realize? LR face most of the time was always stain with blood. Poor him 😅

Another appreciation was to the editing team, they did a great job in this scene. Especially for the scoring 💯💯💯

LR took his gun and run outside, then he met Gon!

LR “i even transcends death, but how is it that im unable to avoid you? How did you find me here?”

Gon “it would be good if it was me alone, but im not.”

“Some one sets the time (SJH)

Someone chases after you (i assume this was KSJ/the detectives)

Someone prays for you to get caught (this could be Lady Noh and JTE)

And someone is going to fight you (Gon, JY, KSJ) “

Then LR said that Gon should have wait him at the memorial not confront him here. This kind of storyline was fresh for me too. Because usually story like this always go with “make the doomed happen first then resolve it after” but with TKEM, the main character manage to prevent the doomed before it happened. Which im fine with it because its possible. But i kind agree with LR. Can we get that chaos in the mass memorial first then solve it? That would be epic. But then maybe they dont have enough time to explore that. Maybe in another timeline, reality or universe. But this is also satisfying and well done. If you can prevent it, why not? That is more work in a smart way.

Gon then took LR to bamboo forest to check on how to use the flute to travel back to 1994. What Gon knew, the flute need to be whole inside to do so. But then how to do it was a bit tricky. It needs both LR and Gon to be inside the space between 0 and 1. Because each of their blood soak into each of the flute. Gon was a bit in dilemma because he need someone to go inside the gate with LR in order for it to happen. What scary was nobody knew whats going to happen with that person if he succeeded or fail. All assuming that person will go inside and dead. Then KSJ volunteered to do so. OMFG! P.S then we also got a glimpse of the portal when the flute was whole. Kind of cool. If fills with so many universe and possible of eternity life !

SO THE LR INTERROGATION THAT WE SAW IN EP 1 WAS ACTUALLY FROM EPS 15! Wahh im impressed. I did not see that coming! Gon also doing his final honor for SJH and buried / burned her body properly (brb cry 😭) and to prepare if something bad happen he ask secretary Mo to announce that Se Jin (Prince Buyeong granddaughter) will be the first in line to replace Gon if something happen to him 🥺🥺 Secretary Mo and JY looks worried

Then something weird happened. Suddenly the flower that Gon gave to JTE on eps 10 disappeared. JTE worried that Gon already preparing for the reset and he will be gone forever from her memories 🥺 she comes to see LR and ask where is the flute? LR was pissed here, because he don’t understand why people are not scared and tend to give their lives away to make things right. He doesn’t understand love 🥺🥺 and LR was stays evil to the end because he kills Se Jin and swap PM Koo mother. Which is very scary! KGE, LJJ, LMH, JEC acting in this sequence was out of this world. The director and all team was making this sequence very well too. All the thrilled was there even though it was just a short scene each. I loved them more now but we are left with only 1 episode for the finale 🥺🥺🥺

In Korea, JTE released Luna. JTE have a planned to go with LR into the space between 1 and 0 because she is afraid if Gon will alone doing his duty 🥺 She basically ready to leave Korea forever because she asked Luna to take her place while she was gone. JTE asking Luna to steal LR to bring him to JTE and JTE come to KSJ to ask for the flute and let her replace him to do the duty. And it was the most heartbreaking conversation between this two friends and one of the most heartbreaking confession i have ever watched. I loved how they shot this scene, the camera seems to be shaking, i think its cool and also the way KSJ holds JTE hand 🥺🥺

Kudos to KGE and KKN here! Damn! Where is your daesang again?!

Finally here we saw that jacket of doomed which we saw on eps 1 and eps 10 worn by Gon. Its his ceremonial outfit that he supposed to wear during his most glorious moments. And him following his destiny to die for the sake of doing right things, teared me up. Before he go back to the past, he visit Lady Noh for a final goodbye, seriously i cried. He told Lady Noh about kim sowol poems, Gon knew that she was coming from Korea. Gon was also conveying his feelings to her “thanks to you, i can read such a beautiful poems”. Gon asked Lady Noh to let him go again and the way she said “if i let you go this time, will you ever comeback?” And cried, teared me up too. Meanwhile JTE also prepared to go with LR inside the portal, she is using the necklace from Gon, the one that has the symbol of Corea 🥺 its for her also her glorious moments. Surprisingly Gon going inside the portal not alone, JY was there to company him. As what he promised, he will be there in any battlefield Gon is about to go through 🥺🥺🥺

How it made me feel:

What a solid episode! This eps making my eyes swelled. It was full with bittersweet moments, thrilling moments, a lot of goodbyes, a lot of revelation, and it left me anxious for the finale. How can they solved this all? Can we still get a happy ending? Also this episode was so cool because the ending is the beginning. What we saw on eps 1 was actually a flashback! No wonder the screen size was different. Like what they usually used for past events! Cool!

What i also wants to appreciate is Kim Eun Sook writing skill. I have to admit im not a big fan of her, sometimes her script was a bit cheesy, overly dramatic and predictable. But since mr sunshine and especially TKEM she changed that all and turns out to be more mature. And darker? For me TKEM is focusing more on doing the right things, it has values more than just a rich boys/cool boys meets a cool ordinary girls and falls in love premise and finish. But this time its about true value of love, true value of relationship, about responsibility, vulnerability. At some point it reminds me of harry potter. TKEM gave me the same feelings/premise to while i was reading/watching HP. I loved how it turned out so far, its up to the finale. Will it be one of the best series i have ever watched? Or no?

Also, i really loved how KES writes KSJ character, he has so many reason to be bad. But he did not. I loved how she portrays a very good example of stoicism in his characters. Very good 💯

Another appreciation is for the directing and cinematography, guys, you blown me away!