#HE HATES LOVE! HE THINKS IT’S GROSS AND ANNOYING! YAY

[the-meme-monarch]

i’m about to hit shrimpo with my aromantic beam i think

[runningfrom2am]

getaway car (r.c)

summary: You and Rafe, who are alike in more ways than you think, get kicked out of class together.

pairing: rafe x reader

wc: 1.8k

tags/warnings: mean!kook!reader, bullying i guess?, highschool!au, swearing

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This particular morning, something in the cool morning breeze woke you up at four am. Wide awake. By the time you paced into your English classroom at 8:01, your uniform perfectly fit (besides the rolled-up waistband on your skirt that had previously landed at a horribly unflattering place above your knees) and an iced coffee in hand, you’d already had enough of the day.

You’d spent the first hour of your day in an everything shower and doing your makeup just the way you liked, all for one boy in hopes you could pass him in the hall and grab his attention. Who was absolutely not Rafe Cameron.

“Oh wow, Y/N- are those fake eyelashes?” The always annoying, better-than-thou attitude having girl who sits in front of you, Ally, asks as you approach your desk.

“Obviously. Same ones I wear everyday.” You reply sarcastically, slamming your stuff down on your desk so it yanks on her hair that she has placed on it. “Dumb bitch.” You mutter under your breath, earning a chuckle from the boys sitting next to you and the seat behind that one- Kelce and Rafe.

“Y/N, let me see!” Your friend who sits behind you says, tapping on your shoulder. You smile as you turn around, avoiding eye contact with either of the boys who were laughing at your comment a moment earlier.

“Oh they’re lovely! They look so soft too! What brand are they?” Bella asks, smiling genuinely and ignoring the scoff the girl in front of you lets out. Bella is the friends with everyone, sickeningly sweet girl, who’s been your best friend since you met at soccer tryouts in freshman year. She had stepped on your toe in her cleats, and stopped the drill to insist you step on her foot back so you were even because she felt so guilty. Obviously, you refused and laughed it off. Everyone loves her- and she’s kind to everyone, no matter what. You don’t know why she’s friends with you, but you balance each other out beautifully.

“Juvias Place.” You reply, fluttering your lashes at her and resting your hand under your chin. “They’re my fave- I’m probably on my eighth pair. And! And they’re like fifteen bucks! Isn’t that crazy?” You grin, letting go of the clearly negative comment the girl in front of you was making.

“Oh wow- yeah that’s crazy.” Rafe cuts in sarcastically and you shoot him a glare.

“Right?” Bella giggles, clearly not getting that he was making fun of you guys. “That’s a really good deal!” She smiles at him, which he returns with a nod, flipping his expression once her eyes land on him. Rafe had always liked Bella as well. He was making fun of her, yes, but he didn’t have the heart to let her know that if she didn’t pick up on the social cues. She just sees the best in everyone all the time, in the way that he doesn’t, and you also don’t.

Sometimes it frustrates you, the way he waves at her in the halls or shouts her name across the field when either of our teams are practicing, (not because you like him or anything, gross) because you know he either A. is making fun of her or B. has bad intentions, which you doubt because he’s never laid a hand on her- as much of an asshole as he is.

You just hate the idea of anyone taking advantage of her kindness. And it’s not like you’re a particularly mean person, but with Bella around, you try and fill that role to protect her. You’re scared that one day she’ll need it, and you’re not afraid to throw hands with anyone who does her wrong.

Class starts and it’s clear that the teacher doesn’t feel like talking this morning, because she just says to discuss the readings in partners that you got to pick yourselves. You instantly turn in your seat to face Bella’s desk, crossing your legs on the chair. “Yay! Okay, we were meant to read chapters 5-10 for today…” Bella starts, pulling the novel from her bag and opening it up.

“Mind giving me the run down? After practice last night I was swamped.” You say, smiling at her hopefully.

“Oh, yeah! For sure.” Bella nods. “First though- down to business, I saw you talking to Quinton this morning.” She whispers, leaning closer.

“Oh, yeah, I brought him coffee.” You shrug and she rolls her eyes at you.

“Okay, duh! Tell me why, tell me everything, did he text you and ask? Or did you text him and offer? Because those are very different. And was it snap? Or did he use your number?” Bella bombs you with questions.

You roll your eyes and shake your head, smiling at her fondly. “Okay, he texted me, number, not snap, and then I offered because I was driving Vanessa and we were stopping for coffee anyways.”

“Number! This is big.” She smiles excitedly, nudging your shoulder. “Next thing you know, he’ll be down on one knee and we’ll be planning your wedding!”

Rafe is glaring over at the two of you, eyes locked onto those fake lashes that he must admit, do look very soft. He rolls his eyes in an effort to get himself to focus on the task at hand, discussing readings he also didn’t do. He couldn’t focus very long considering his partner was fully ignoring him, on his phone still facing the front of the room.

Why do you even like Quinton anyways? That guy’s an idiot- Rafe knows him well, and he knows that besides being a half decent defenseman, Quin is nothing special and is actually known to cheat on his past girlfriends. Why would you waste your time around a douchebag like that?

“Dude- would you stop?” Kelce groans, turning to look at Rafe who is repeatedly punching his back, which started with one hit to get his attention, but continued as his mind wandered and he needed to vent his frustrations.

“No, fuck off. You’re so annoying.” Rafe mumbles, continuing to hit his friend in the back.

“Rafe- for fucks sake, leave him alone.” Your voice distracts him and he stops, shocked that you got involved.

“Why’s it matter to you? Kelce was pissing me off.” Rafe defends, looking at you as you raise your eyebrow at him.

“I literally did not do anything!”

“Exactly- we’re doing group work.”

“Well neither of us read it so what will we talk about?” Kelce says, turning in his seat and trying to rub the aching out of his back.

“Believe it or not, you punching the crap out of your friend because you need endless amounts of attention can be distracting to others.” You say, impulsively reaching back and pulling Rafe’s binder from his desk. It’s always bothered you that he left the sheet that it came with in the front, a flimsy piece of plastic sheet with large graphic letters saying the binders brand and how many sheets of paper it can hold.

“Hey!” Rafe spits, reaching out for it as you pull the plastic sheet out, crumpling it up and throwing it back at him before putting handing his binder back.

“That was bothering me.” You say, and he snatches the binder out of your hands.

“I liked it there.” He mumbles, fully pouting now.

“It did look stupid.” Kelce agrees with you, making Rafe smack the back of his head.

“Rafe, c’mon.” Bella shakes her head at him, hardly looking up from the book.

“Maybe you drooling over Quinton is distracting, have you ever considered that?” Rafe says to you, ignoring her at this point.

“That’s your business how?”

“Oh my god, Y/N, would you shut up for like four seconds? Jesus Christ, you are a walking nightmare!” Ally hisses, turning and smacking her hands on your desk, making you jump.

“That’s actually truly funny coming from you, Ally. Your hair looks like a crows nest and you fucking smell like you haven’t washed your uniform in months. Personally, I’d watch my mouth if I was you.” You spit back, crossing your arms and sitting back in your seat.

Kelce and Bella simultaneously smack a hand over their mouths, trying to stifle their laughter. Rafe makes no such attempts, laughing and nodding, reaching out and gently shoving your shoulder.

“Shut up, Rafe. You’re just mad because I don’t kiss the ground you walk on.” Ally snaps, turning around again to face the front.

“True.” He says, coming down from his laughing fit. “I just kind of think it’s weird, though, that you make fun of Y/N’s makeup when you’re not even pretty to begin with. At least she doesn’t need it.” Rafe says, throwing the balled-up paper you just tossed at him at the back of her head.

You avoid eye contact with him as your cheeks burn from the implications of his comment.

You watch as Ally sniffles, her hand shooting up into the air. “Miss! Y/N and Rafe are calling me ugly!” She shouts out, grabbing the teachers attention when she doesn’t immediately see her hand.

You both simultaneously groan as everyone turns to look at you, the teacher standing up from her desk and pointing towards the door. “You two! Office. Go!”

“I’ll get some notes for you.” Bella whispers as you stand, shoving your books into your bag.

“Thanks, Bells.” You smile sadly at her. Rafe brushes past you as he moves to the door, past Ally’s desk as she looks at him smugly. You follow a few moments behind, stopping at the door as she watches you, pretending to look down and spit into your hand before flipping her off.

“Miss Y/L/N, out. Now!” The teacher urges you out, and you roll your eyes as you step out, adjusting the weight of your backpack on your shoulder with your coffee in your other hand.

You didn’t expect to see Rafe waiting for you, but it makes you smile anyways. Despite your bickering, you are decently good friends. You run in some of the same circles, and honestly you think you have a lot in common. Not that you hangout very much.

“So.” Rafe says, draping an arm over your shoulders. “Are we actually going to the office?”

“Fuck no.” You giggle, shaking your head. “Well, I’m not.”

“Thank god. Me neither.” Rafe laughs as you make your way down the hallway in the direction of the exit to the parking lot. “Are you hungry? We could go get something to eat.”

“Sure. Why not.” You agree, smiling up at him as he pushes the door open for you. “I’ll drive. I’m not getting on that rolling death trap you call a bike.”

“Whatever you say, Sweetheart.” He chuckles, following you toward your car.

part two

A/N: i hammered this out this morning and i think it's just so cute

taglist: @slut4drudy , @madelynie , @mutual-mendes , @sadfury (i just tagged some mutuals who like my other stuff so if you want to be added or removed lmk!!)

reblogs and feedback are very appreciated as always :)

[mackeralsauce]

'kay gonna rant ab some frustrations (very opinionated) with the cuttletavio community and whatnot. don't like it? move on! more down below:

(TW for mentions of heavy topics and similar. I'm tired of people being uncreative and diluting the ship to 'toxic yaoi yay!!!'. Oh, and mentions of NSFW in passing.)

Oh my fucking god. Can we stop with the boring-ass 'Toxic Old Man Yaoi' bullshit already? It's so overplayed and uncreative.

There's gonna be a lot of people who disagree with my takes in this, and frankly, I don't care! I'm shrimply tired of seeing the same old cycle repeat in this fandom of 'cool big artist or writer ends up making something frankly disgusting with cuttletavio'. I block liberally and whatever so there's your forewarning and whatnot.

Another forewarning is that I am very much autistic and so these issues drive me to this point because I see much more potential in the ship! This is one of my special interests.

Part 1: Toxic Tropes, Abuse, and Everything Inbetween.

Every time I hear about something in this fandom, it's someone making content of Octavio and Craig that involves abuse, homewrecking, non-con, racism, fetishization, or anything else under the shit bucket! Yeah, yeah, people on the internet can have their opinions. It's not inherently bad to represent issues like that, but it's the fact that it is ALWAYS portrayed in a romanticized light! Because let me remind you, this community is for the *ship* between these two characters. Representation of such topics need to be done tastefully. Real people are harmed by shit like that, and spoiler alert! I should fucking know.

There's so much "Craig being racist haha!" jokes from certain groups. That's primarily the fault of the NA translation of Splatoon, but it's still quite irritating. There is much more to his character than just that. Really, is that the ONLY fucking joke you idiots have? Damn. Boring as hell! Not to mention we know from interviews that even nowadays he wished for peace and tries to help any Octarian he comes across... Oh, and I won't name names, but some people just straight up BUTCHER his character. Yuck.

Then there's the portrayal of Octavio. Typically, people outside of the cuttletavio community will end up portraying him as a fascist dictator (gross and wrong). We have the opposite problem here. People straight-up infantilize him, make him woobified, etc. which annoys me quite a bit. I think we forget that, y'know... HE IS A SHOGUN? A COMMANDER? Such a government is going to be militaristic. I'm not saying that he's evil, but making him out to be an innocent 'widdol guy' is just. Eugh. Not to mention this is usually done because of headcanons involving him to be trans. I love Trans Octavio headcanons! But I hate the overfeminization and overtwinkification of him. Let him be strong and trans, is that so hard?

And these topics are the small potatas. My biggest gripe is when people make their ship to be just 'toxic yaoi' and bluh bluh boring. Look, I get it, there's people who eat that slop up. Whatever floats your boat. But holy FUCK the amount of straight-up garbage and romanticization and lack of creativity I see...

Part 2: Missed Potential and Lack of Creativity.

Oh my fucking god. We have this one ship between two queer adults who grow to old age, and you guys can't even let it be healthy? Yes, I get there was war, but it doesn't mean they were fucking toxic when they were dating. Whatever your interpretation is, you don't have to make them cruel, horrible people to each other. Even if your interpretation involves them being morally grey or complex characters, you can make them have flaws without making them abusers.

Let me explain this: Romance is very, very complicated. It's not all sex, and it's not all fluff either. Most interpretations I see of cuttletavio are often 'All or Nothing' on certain factors. The three popular topics people put their stocks in are Angst, Sex, and Fluff. This is expected in fandom, but what bothers me is that so few people actually consider the alternatives, and that its usually ALL of one trait without anything else. Angst for the purpose of just angst doesn't hit, it's just edgy and boring. All smut with no love will wear thin. Tooth-rotting fluff has no substance if you don't even show the platonic side of their relationship. A good romance is oft built on a good friendship. Why not delve into those aspects? If you need them to kiss to tell they're in love, then you're doing it wrong.

Of course, that critique is moreso a small one. Beginner writers can easily fall into those and that's alright. Why it bothers me is because there is such a drought of good content- at least from my scope of view thus far- in cuttletavio. There is potential for greatness (and I am not slacking on trying to showcase this; I am working on my own content in the meantime), but hardly anyone delves into it. Why not explore how they got to know each other? The complexities of their characters? Tropes are alright, but get to a deeper level, and find the human within the idea. Not only that, but explore the world they're in! The circumstances of why they're in war! The politics, the governments, and the cultures of the time. These are old men in a fictional post-apocalyptic society devoid of humans. The inkfish could have evolved culturally in completely different ways! Please, just explore SOMETHING!

Y'wanna know why the whole toxic yaoi shit bothers me so much? Because it lacks creativity. It's overdone. Stale bread. It's like the slop they serve in a school cafeteria. You can get toxic yaoi ANYWHERE! It's such a common, overplayed trope for mlm ships, that you'll never go devoid of it. So why make cuttletavio into it? I haven't seen anything creative enough to excuse it. All i've seen is people committing character assassination and stripping them of any of their intrigue or humanity. It's bland. I'm sick of it.

Conclusion.

I'm too exhausted to write any more of this but yeagh. Just sick of this shit. There is potential to these two old men, both in their youthful and elderly years. Let them make love, war, friendship, and peace. Don't reduce them to poor dollar-a-dime toxic yaoi tropes that have become tired and sloppy from years of poorly written BL and similar.

If you can't write/draw/etc. good romance or sex without making them abusive in ANY way (cheating, non-con, physically, emotionally, etc.) then you need to learn how to write complex characters and complex stories. You can have characters argue without it being abuse. You can have complicated dynamics without all that.

[princesshillaryellaworld25]

Random Skit: Sick Kiss dare (Gone wrong)

Anon: Hey Sick Boyfriend, I got a dare for you.

Sick BF: Oh Okay, what's the dare?

Anon: You're not gonna like the dare, though....

Sick BF: I swear if you dare me to date Senpai, I'm not speaking to you again!

Anon: I-It's not that.

Sick BF: Then what's the dare?

Anon: I.....I dare you to kiss Sick Senpai?

Sick BF:....ahem! Excuse me.....WHAT?!

Anon: Sorry, Someone asked me to dare you to do the dare.

Sick BF: ANON, You know how much I hate Sick Senpai, not to mention he's obsessed with me and he's been stalking me for god knows how long!

Anon: I know! I know! I'm sorry but it's only a dare, please~

Sick BF: Mmm......OKAY FINE! BUT YOU OWE ME BIG TIME!

Anon: I know.

2 minutes later, after Anon went to go get Sick Senpai....

Sick Senpai: YOU REALLY WANT TO KISS ME?!

Sick BF: *sigh* Yes, but it's only for the dare, JUST ONE KISS! ON THE CHEEK!

Anon: uhhhh actually....it's suppose to be on the lips.

Sick BF: WHAT?!

Sick Senpai: YAY!

Sick BF: *sighs roughly* Let's get this over with....

Sick Senpai: Okay but first, *pulls out a breath spray and sprayed into in his mouth for his mouth to smell good*

Sick BF: *mind* Oh dear god, I hate this......

Sick Senpai: Okay my love, I'm ready!

Sick BF: Okay but I need to let you know that this doesn't mean anyt-*gets pulled front* WHAT THE?! HEY!!

*SMOOCH*

Sick Senpai: Ahh~

Sick BF: *gags* GROSS!

Sick Senpai: That was good, we should kiss again!

Sick BF: HELL NO! I RATHER PISS MYSELF THAN KISS YOU FOR R-*gag* I think I tasted your salvia*retching*

Sick Senpai: oh come on, you liked it.

Sick BF: NO I- *gag* Oh god, I think I'm gonna be- *vomiting*

Anon: Oh boy....

Sick Senpai: Aww you look so cute when you threw up Sick Boyfriend!

Sick BF:UGHHHHHH! I'm sorry Anon, but I have to leave before I become more sick! *run away*

Anon: I'M SORRY!

Sick Senpai: Yay! i finally got my first kiss from my sweetie! Aren't you happy for me?

Anon: Uhh .....yeah sure.....*mind* Oh god what have I done!

Sick Senpai: *felt a glossy stuff when he felt his lips and gasps* And he was wearing strawberry lip gloss! I'M NEVER WASHING MY MOUTH AGAIN, THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!!

Anon slowly backs away then leaves while Sick Senpai is cheering on himself from kissing Sick Boyfriend for the first time.

Meanwhile at the Shrugfriend Manor,

Drugfriend: Hmm....*reading a book*

*slam*

Drugfriend: What the?! *mind* Oh Sick Boyfriend must be home.

Sick BF: Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!

Drugfriend: Oh hey Sick Boyfriend, how's your-.....

Sick Boyfriend rushed pasted Drugfriend and ran straight to the bathroom.

Drugfriend: walk.

Drugfriend was confused and decided to follow Sick Boyfriend to the bathroom. When he got there, He open the door only to see Sick Boyfriend washing his tongue.

Drugfriend: Uhhh Sick Boyfriend, Why are you brushing your tongue?

Sick BF: I'm trying to get that nasty taste out of my mouth!

Drugfriend: Nasty taste?

Sick BF: Sick Senpai kissed me!

Drugfriend: HE DID WHAT?!

Sick BF: Anon dared me to.

Drugfriend:.....(Annoyed) I'm gonna kill him!

Sick BF: Drugfriend, don't. He said he didn't mean to dare me to do it.

Drugfriend: Ohhhhh Okay then. You're still trying to get that Sick Senpai taste out of your mouth?

Sick BF: YES!

Drugfriend: Here, Let me.

Drugfriend gave Sick Boyfriend a french kiss. Sick Boyfriend was blushing red.

Sick BF: W-Wow....That felt really nice, Thanks Drugfriend.

Drugfriend: Hehehe No problem buddy!

Sick BF: Let's kiss again?

Drugfriend: Okay.

The end.

@woody-dave

@starlightgirl242

@partynoobvanii

[brittlebonesguy]

time for season 8

NOOOO!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! lex is BACK???????? what, to haunt me? i thought i wouldnever see him again. and fucking TOM>??sexist, pervert tom? this has ruined my day. at least i know thisis the season boston rob meets his wife (amber) so that'll be fun at least. but i have a feeling this season is a stinker. ohgod and that "i'll do anything for you just to look at me" rob from the amazon season. kill me. "no body trusts anybody" boston rob says with his soon to be wife standing 2 feet away. i'm really only rooting for rupert. maybe amber, we'll see. sue you're gonna get brain parasites please. alicia is so right though, its day two who made amber and rob be in charge, richard is obnoxious shii ann say it louder! i want a season long combat between shii ann and richard, that would be funny. colby's face dropping the moment he sees jerri lol. he knows shes gonna hit on him again come merge. bye tina! sad it was you and not ethan

colby.....what does him being gay have to do with it. oh big tom how i loathe you. i actually don't want rudy voted out thanks. damn. okay bye old man. now that shii ann isnt surrounded by the worst filth possible i am liking her more. richard is crazy what was that? biting a shark back? i don't even care if sue is annoying. an enemy of tom is a friend of mine. sue, you are the love of my life. never leave. amazon rob really is just so pathetic. ah yes the classic jerri fight where she says the other person is controlling while also being controlling. she makes points but girl please. yes shii ann colby and lex are incredibly sexist and honestly please never speak to them again.

jenna we're doing this again? why did you come back. this whole thing of her leaving is so dramatic. of course tom would think that amazon rob is smarter than alicia... come on......NO ONE wants tom out? be serious. anyway bye amazon rob

this is colby's worst nightmare: jerri getting put on the same tribe as him. richard being naked on the balance beam think was.....definitely something and definitely gross. fuck YES boston rob winning against the show off with colby. jokes on you robby, i never though colby was tough. i agree that richard should go, however i feel like colby's motivation is homophobic, so actually i think he should stay. yes jerri, reject that alliance/vote. i love this shii ann and kathy alliance. FUCK YES bring jerry in the mix. richard, shii ann, kathy, and jerri? never thought i'd say this but dream alliance right there. kathy.....kathy please....don't ruin this for me. BOOOOOOOOO!!!!! i still have to deal with COLBY????? fuck you guys for getting my hopes up

yeah obviously doing a blinsdside would result in upset feelings kathy but sometimes you need to do them anyway. annoying. who gives a FUCK about LEX???? i forgot about how bug boston rob's ego is. i want shii ann to have a villian arc, and her origin story was colby making a snide comment at her. for sue's sake im glad richards gone because it was really fucked up. the victim blaming that happens with this show is crazy. i'm glad alicia is on her side. yeah im sure you're not sitting back because you suck or anything, ethan. lex they girls already had no compulsion to keep ethan and colby around, please stop patting yourself on the back. everyone being too callous about the whole situation is crazy. i agee with jenna in the splitting of the food. i take back everything i said, fuck kathy. its just the amount of "oh i know the guy and he would NEVER" blah blah.... and im sorry if something violates and humiliates you that much, then sometimes emotions come out, kathy. and its not pretty because its not suppose to be.

idk the jerri hate isn't sitting right with me... oh yay kathy got chosen to be safe...joy🙄. ethan's "some of us are heros and some of us are goats...and i'm a goat" has a completely different meaning now. colby not be annoying challenge failed. the way every cell, fiber, sinew, ligament, joint, nerve, and bone in my body LOATHES tom...if i have to see one more quirky music scene of him acting like a fucking idiot im beating jeff probst with my bare hands. actually lex there was an opportunity to get colby out last tribal, but that was jerri's idea so obvi we'll pretend that didn't happen because a woman came up with the idea. i love how petty jerri is. and yeah shii ann really should set aside her hatred for jerri and get out colby, which she won't because why would she make a move ever. she always talks about doing it but in the end she's just a floater. ethan is so dramatic no one gives a shit. "im sorry jerri to speak for you" "yeah please don't" that...is so funny. THE EVIL IS DEFEATED!!! fuck off colby NEVER come back. thank you shii ann, i take back what i said before and i hope you kick ass the rest of the season. also in defense of jerri, i have actually come around on her. she was right about the jerky, she was right about getting colby out. shes just RIGHT, not the most likable and a little annoying, but men get away with that shit all the time. case in point: ethan.

the men on the other tribe being so mad every time they lose to boston rob is so funny. idk....people making fun of rupert makes me sad. rupert's opinions about boston rob are so correct. i agree. serves boston rob right to miss horribly at the challenge. jerri don't feel too bad no one would have made those shots anyway. sometimes ethan is just so serial killer, i can see why him and lex are friends. why do the women of survivor always do this. they just trust mean implicitly. it makes no sense. "i just trust him, i don't know how to explain it" 🙄 bye ethan!! dont come back. i'm really liking shii ann as well. she's setting aside her personal opinions and seeing the bigger picture, which a lot of players don't do.

the ghandia slide of that book thing......distasteful. and now lex wolf whistling about a woman he doesn't even know. okay i know amber wins this season so im interested to see how she makes it out of this. because no way lex is like oh for sure rob i'll save your gf for a MAYBE alliance. again with this jerri hate. why can't we just vote out lex? i'm also SO SICK of lex being "in charge" and then telling people that thye're being voted out instead of just doing a blind side like hes the godfather or smth. i'll miss you jerri. why on earth does everyone think boston rob will keep his word? he literally doesn't. .......i hate tom. it's always rupert and the girlies. he refuses to play survivor unless he's got two women by his side. i wish men weren't the way they are tho.

exactly lex of course rob was gonna go back on his word. kathy......wtf. don't do that idiot. HA. thanks kathyyyyy. THE OTHER EVIL HAS BEEN DEFEATED!!!! as much as i hate him, i think lex is gonna make a funny juror.

god YES please get out big tom. ......cool rob is safe...😒 that foot shot of alicia was FOUL like back the fuck up. danm kath, i wish that worked out. shii ann is definitely going next. pagonging in an all stars season is so weak. please stir it up shii ann. i hope she gets immunity because.....its getting less interesting. when its just a majority alliance taking over and then going cannibal. i hope this challenge is a wake up call for alicia. and also i relate to her. i too would be emotional. jenna.....is annoying me. oh what a shock you're gonan give shii ann the bowl of rice, as if i didn't call that. rob is also really getting on my nerves. oh? only shii ann is obnoxious jenna? just herno one else here? miss oh im soooooo sorry alicia let me hug you even though we aren't friends and you don't want to be touched or talked to. alicia.....please just betray rob. fuck YES! shii ann got her first immunity. serves the tribe right for ousting her the way they are. its so rude. and the fact that not a single person will talk to her about game play at all is strange and telling. even though straying away from rob and aligning with shii ann is the better option for literally everyone but amber. "don't get too cocky sweetheart." honestly all of you can go fuck yourselves. 👆🏻you've been telling shii ann for days that shes leaving the first chance you guys get and are shocked when she doesn't really like you guys and tries like hell to win immunity, which everyone said "i'd be SHOCKED if she won that" assholes. she was gloating, alicia, because you guys say that she can't win anything and also SHE WAS GOING HOME TONIGHT. like....use your fucking brain. wow very original getting rid of alicia. can rob just leave already.

rupert didn't care about you not catching to fish jenna, he's upset because no one helped him gut and clean them, which all 120lbs of you could have handled. i will miss you shii ann. truly. and the truck curse still prevails. i......do not know how amber wins. and rob wins again 🙄. this game play.. consider me....bored. YYYYYYEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!! the final evil has been defeated. go fuck yourself tom if you EVER come back im personally castrating jeff probst.

jenna saying that she's taking fate into her hands by voting out rupert so they don't go to rocks when her literal only two options are vote the way shes being told or go to rocks. ........ i dislike you. oh rupert i wish you had won that immunity 🫤. jenna acting like she's gonna go to rocks....like we all know you're gonna write ruperts name and go to final three (which is as far as you'll go btw). thanks for nothing jenna. no closer to a million than if you actually let it up to chance. and the final immunity goes to rob😐. this romance is so barf. kathy.....that was brutal. i hope rob feels awful after that. "since you're so interchangeable" jenna pleasekjadkjasnkjsbf. tom just sounds fucking drunk all the time. they were absolutely ruthless. rob and amber look SO upset about it too.

cbs is just letting their star host hang out of a helicopter with harness? bold. rob dominated jeff 🤨. okay then. congrats amber! i don't care for your husband. the "you suck" in the audience while lex was talking was me actually. the booing for jerri is a little much jesus. and yet colby gets nothing but cheers? i know sexism when i see it. no seriously lex is being the biggest hypocrite there is. assholes. all the booing made jerri leave. justice for my girl. JENNA AND ETHAN??? girl.....say sike. youre dating him??????? oh so they get to go on a cruise after being voted off huh? thats pretty nice. the audience voting for another winner and i think kathy saying "its rupert!" very true. colby is a contender? 😐that the fuck were some of those sexiest survivors? ROBB??? the man who just finally understood what empathy was? the fuck. AND TOM IS A CONTENDER FOR THE MONEY???? thankfully rupert won because i would have flipped if it was any of the others. all in all this season was kind of disappointing considering it was all stars. it had its juicy moments but it got bogged down by all the people i don't like so I'm gonna give it....5.8 out of 10

[andthebubbles]

heartstopper 2x05-08 (yeah i decided to finish watching it tonight)

heartstopper 2x05

uhhh so nick and charlie just ran off from the louvre without telling the teachers? hahahahahaaha

darcy!!! grrrrr

as much as i don't care for tao and elle's storyline, it was nice when they finally (? i can't remember if they kissed before this) fucking kissed

ben continues to be annoying

not much to say, really

onwarddddd

heartstopper 2x06

sooo the teacher thing is kinda awkward bc like... just... offering to share a single bed like sorta outta nowhere? skjfngkfjg okay well whatever

yay nick finally said it/came out

darcyyyy <3

why the hell was ben at the party and why was he let in when harry wasn't, i thought everyone hated him, and it's not like he seemed to have any friends at the party anyway, he was just standing around and then he made a fuss in the truth or dare game

truth or dare btw when it involves peer pressure like that sucks

i like tao and elle a lot better now that they're together. they're really cute. esp when they kicked charlie out of the toilet even though he needed to pee lol

i know i said the teacher thing was a bit weird but i meant, more like how it seems to be beginning... you'd think two adults who work together would do it a bit more carefully in case it goes pear-shaped?? also i kinda like mr farouk when he hasn't got a stick up his arse lol, and ajayi is fine ofc

aaah nearly forgot to mention: nick's dad is a fucking dickkkk. absent fathers make me so mad

kinda feeling for isaac here. i also don't like kissing people, it's gross, and people put suchhh importance on kissing... is it meant to feel good or...? all it is is just saliva-ey and wet and gross and sometimes you can even smell the saliva which is ew

heartstopper 2x07

okay before i forget to say it, omg why didn't charlie block ben ages ago on insta

i had already seen charlie's speech to ben on tumblr a few days ago so it didn't get me as pumped (it was very good though) but

NICK'S speech at the dinner table SKSJDNFKNGKFJGN THAT got me pumped (for two broad reasons: 1. yeah why care/who gives a fuck when your dad doesn't give a fuck about you, 2. re your dad seeing you twice a year or some shit like that... so i have an aunt who lives in one country, and her husband lives in the neighbouring country, and they probably only see each other like twice a year, and they're not divorced, and like, what the FUCK are you guys doing; my mum told me she used to (or still does) get really sad about it, so, you know, that thing with nick and his dad really hit hard, even though it's not affecting me personally; i'm just so mad at that dickhead uncle)

also i love tori so much, i so wanted her to stab her fork straight down on david's arm instead of just using her fingers. and then i wanted her to play some major prank on david when she was in the bathroom, like how matilda changed her dad's ... hair product thing into bleach

darcy aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah (yeah my mum makes a fuss if i wanna wear a suit too :( ) (she looks gorgeous in a suit btw)

isaac is really going through it huh... like, the bit at the mall/shopping area

(btw so... the UK has sixth form-specific schools? heccc)

heartstopper 2x08

that last scene with nick and charlie!! jdkjgnfkjgkjk

and tara and darcy!!! i felt sorry for tara when she was at the prom but then you also know that darcy's going through some serious shit and... yeah. her home life is awful!! where did she go that night after the prom? i hope tara's parents let her stay over foreverrrr

is tori aroace as well? if we is... could we just have an ace person in s3 if there's an s3...

i detecttt imogen/sahar lol

[bucksfucks]

hot and cold

summary: you & bucky had never gotten along, but when your ex-boyfriend ransom turns up at the same bar you’re at, bucky goes to every length to protect you.

pairing: fuckboy!biker!bucky x f!reader, past fuckboy!ransom x reader

word count: 3,030 words 

warnings: drinking, bar environment, love-hate relationship with bucky, mention of cheating, ransom is an asshole, general sleazy attitude from raansom, drink throwing, name-calling (slut), protective!bucky, protected sex (yay!!), squirting, multiple orgasms, teasing and lots of it, fingering, oral, praise kink, pet-names, sizes kink, reader doesn’t think it’ll fit — 18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

“I’m not going if he is.” You spat, turning your head in his direction as he rolled his eyes and feigned hurt. 

“Oh no, you’ve really hurt my feelings.” Bucky fake pouted before laughing as he stood up from the couch to make his way over to you. 

You just scoffed, crossing your arms and falling back into the couch dramatically as your poor friends tried to mediate the petty arguments you and Bucky constantly got into. 

“Majority rules, we’re going to the Dirty Drummer.” Bucky said with eyes focused on you as you just threw your head back. 

“Why do we have to go to that bar. It’s gross and always super crowded, plus they overcharge on drinks.” 

Bucky just groaned, falling back into his previous seat as he ran his hands down his face in annoyance.

“Sorry not everything is up to your standards, Princess.” 

He bit the nickname out harshly causing you to stick your middle finger in the air as Bucky looked at you unamused. 

“Fine whatever, but don’t complain tomorrow when you see your statements.” You say, throwing your hands up as Bucky shoots up in victory.

“Better luck next time, sweetheart.” 

It’s not that you didn’t want to go out tonight, but you weren’t exactly excited to be going out with Bucky who would either a) get in your way as you talked to a pretty stranger and cockblock you or b) hover over you like a worried parent just getting on your nerves. 

Your relationship with him was entirely love-hate— emphasis on the hate. 

Your mutual friends had forced the two of you together and ever since the first time you’d met him, you both seemed to butt heads over everything. 

He was your constant pain in the ass. 

Once you arrived at the bar, it seemed like the night was going to be uneventful and...fun. You had ordered drinks, a round of appetizers for the table and now everyone was laughing, telling stories, and jokes. 

Bucky may have been annoying you with footsies under the table, but you just didn’t care. 

“Fuck,” you whispered suddenly, ducking your head before biting your lip.

“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” Your friend asked as you reluctantly uncovered your face and shot her a look that said oh fuck. 

She followed your eyes, eyebrows knit tightly together in confusion before her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped. 

“Oh no,” she whisper yelled as you groaned. 

“Anyone care to fill the rest of us in on what’s happening?” Bucky asked, elbows on the table as he leaned into the group. 

You stared at him, “my ex is here.” 

He seemed to stiffen at the word ex, jaw clenching as he also followed your gaze to a mop of dark blond hair, an expensive looking sweater, and his hand clutching a glass of whiskey. 

Yeah, that was Ransom alright. 

“So? Just ignore the jerk,” Bucky offered his advice and you had to roll your eyes again. “It’s not that easy.” 

Ransom had given you hell and dating him was the most toxic decision of your life. Him cheating on you was a blessing in disguise as you finally told him off and surgically removed every aspect of him from your life.

“I’m gonna escape to the bathroom.” You mumbled before sliding out of the booth and miraculously found the bathroom without Ransom catching sight of you. 

You needed a breather, the night turning sour as old feelings were suddenly brought up again. 

You didn’t miss Ransom, you hated him. And you worked really damn hard to mend your broken-self and build yourself back up—one night at a dingy bar wasn’t about to ruin all of your progress. 

Splashing your face with cold water wasn’t an option, so you opted for washing your hands and taking a deep breath before finding another bout of courage to walk out that door. 

You could see your table, see the top of Bucky’s head as he chatted away with everyone else. 

It was foolish of you to let your guard down because just before you were able to make it back to safety he called your name. 

“Long time no see, Kitten.” He purred and the nickname causes a shudder to run down your spine so cold that you felt the familiar churning in your stomach as you turned to face him. 

He hadn’t changed. 

Same blue eyes and blond hair complimenting his cocky smile and gross attitude. 

That was Ransom.

“Leave me alone, Ransom,” your voice was weak as you looked up at him, watching his smirk grow as he took another step closer to you. 

“Oh c’mon, Kitten. Don’t you miss me?” It was sickening how self-centred he was, caring about nothing but his own well-being no matter what.

“Miss you?” You spat. “How could I miss the man who cheated on me,” you were starting to find your confidence as rage filled your bones. 

He looked stunned for a second, clenching his jaw as he raised his eyebrows.

“Not even one more night with me, Kitten?” 

That was it, you grabbed his expensive scotch from his hand and threw it in his face.

“Go to hell, Hugh.” 

Your actions had caused a scene, Ransom’s blood boiling no doubt as he wiped the alcohol from his burning eyes. 

“You’re nothing but a fucking slut anyways!” He yelled back and before you knew it, there was a body between you and him. 

A familiar one, Bucky’s broad shoulder’s blocking your vision as you could feel the tension bubbling between the two men. 

It was about to get messy and fast if you didn’t do anything to step in.

“Oh please.” Ransom barked out a laugh, “now you have your boyfriend coming to defend you?” 

You stood beside Bucky who was oddly calm, eyes training on his surroundings before looking Ransom dead in the eyes again. 

“It would be best for you to leave, buddy.” You knew he threw in the buddy just to get on Ransom’s nerves and for once, you were on Bucky’s side. 

Ransom scoffed, “or what? You gonna fight me?” 

Bucky just shrugged his shoulders.

“Look, man, I’d hate to beat the shit out of you in my favourite bar, but if it’s what I gotta do...” he let his words linger. 

Ransom wasn’t backing down, instead, he puffed his chest out as Bucky rolled his eyes and removed the glove from his hand.

“You really don’t wanna fight a mentally unstable guy with a metal arm, okay?” Bucky was really trying to get the message across to Ransom in a way that he would understand. 

No matter who would throw the first punch, Bucky would win. 

Ransom’s face flashed with worry as he got a look at the metal appendage, shining under the low light of the bar as he swallowed and tensed his jaw again before his eyes were on you.   

“You’re not worth the fight, Kitten. Never were that good at sucking my cock anyways.” He scoffed and you saw the way Bucky’s fingers twitched at his words. 

You placed your hand on his arm, his body relaxing as he looked at you with soft eyes. 

“You and your jackass friends need to leave. Now.” Bucky barked as they all slowly retreated, whooping petty comebacks and smashing a few glasses before everyone was able to get back to what they were doing; drinking. 

A numbness fell over your body as you watched Ransom leave, but not without throwing you one last wink in your direction. 

“Hey, you okay?” You were pulled out of your thoughts as your friend wrapped her arm around you and you nodded your head. 

“I’m fine, I think I might call it a night though, sorry guys.” You said with an apologetic smile as everyone told you not to worry about it. 

Bucky had retreated to the back of the crowd, arms crossed over his chest watching you as you met his eyes before turning on your heels and into the cool summer air. 

There was nothing left to do but wait for a Lyft, but at least it was a nice, somewhat quiet night. 

You heard the door opening and closing behind you, paying no attention to it before someone came up to stand beside you. 

“I can give you a ride home, if you want.” Bucky kicked a rock that was at his foot as you looked up at him. 

“Okay,” it was a simple response, but it was enough to have Bucky leading you to where he parked his bike and oh yeah of course he took his motorcycle. 

“Here, put this on,” he said, handing you a helmet as you looked at the foreign object before looking back at him in a silent plea for help. 

He smiled, chuckling, “it’s not rocket science, babe.” 

There he was, the Bucky you knew as he slid the helmet over your head and fastened the straps. 

“Now you’re all ready.” He smiled, tapping on the top of the helmet as you groaned. 

It was silent as Bucky hopped on his bike, helping you up before the engine roared to life and it was no longer the quiet night as the crickets were drowned by the revs.

“You’re gonna have to hold on tight, okay? I don’t want you goin’ anywhere.” Bucky had to nearly shout as you nodded your head and tightened your arms around his waist before you were set off into the night. 

It was oddly calming, having Bucky rip through the streets as you let your cheek lay against the cool leather of his jacket before you were home in record time. 

When you handed the helmet back to him, watching as he put it on the seat before leaning against the bike, you knew you had to say something. 

“Hey, uh, thanks for doing that. I know you didn’t have to.” You felt almost awkward as those words came out of your mouth. 

Bucky just smiled, chuckling breathily.

“It’s no problem, I’d never let anyone hurt you, sweetheart.” 

His words felt warm and genuine and you had to push down the butterflies that were threatening to erupt in your belly. 

“Does this mean that you’ll stop hating me?” You asked, jokingly trying to lighten the mood. 

“I don’t hate you, babe. Never did and I never could.” Bucky’s words were a complete shock to you as you stood there twiddling your thumbs not knowing what to do next.

“It’s uh, it’s still pretty early, if you wanna come up for a drink or something.” You offered, pointing back to your apartment as Bucky shrugged his shoulders.

“Sure.” 

The air around you felt tense, thick with something you couldn’t quite stick your finger on. 

You were sat on the couch, awkwardly far apart before Bucky looked over at you. 

“I only ever teased you because you were off-limits.” You didn’t understand what he meant, confusion covering your face as he got more comfortable. 

“What do you mean?” 

He sighed, biting his lip.

“When I first met saw you, I was told that you were off-limits which meant that no matter how I felt about you; I could never act on my feelings.” 

You swallowed thickly, heart hammering in your chest as you slowly leaned into him, “how do you feel about me?” 

It was a faint whisper as Bucky’s eyes met yours.

“I think you get on my fucking nerves a lot.” He smirks and you drop your face before Bucky catches it with his fingers. 

“But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about fucking that bratty attitude out of you.” 

Your breathing stopped, hitching in your throat before you felt Bucky’s lips over yours and suddenly, you were in his lap. 

“So that’s exactly what I’m gonna do.” He breathed, “fuck you ‘til you can’t remember your name.” 

You squeaked as you were being lifted, wrapping your legs around his torso before he carried you into the bedroom and you were thrown onto your bed. 

Goosebumps prickled your skin as Bucky shut the door, “you have any idea how fucking hard it was to pretend like I didn’t wanna have you whimpering under me?”      

He grabbed your ankle and tugged you down until you were at the end of the bed in absolute shambles already. 

His leather jacket dropped to the floor with a heavy thud, black shirt outlining his muscles as you attempted to squeeze your legs together. 

It made him smirk, “looks like you wanted it too, huh, sweetheart?”

“Don’t tease, Bucky,” you whimpered, pulling him down by the collar of his shirt until his lips were back on yours. 

He hummed into the kiss, getting on his knees before you were nearly naked under him as he admired you.

“Better than what I’ve been imagining,” he groaned, pressing kisses between the valley of your breasts until he was sucking marks over the skin and biting at your sensitive nipples. 

When he got to the waistband of your panties, you wanted to take them off yourself, getting impatient. 

He slowly tugged them down, flinging them somewhere in your room.

“Spread your legs for me, sweetheart. Le me get a good look at my meal.” 

You shuddered, never hearing such filthy words from anyone as one cold and one warm hand splayed over your inner thighs holding your legs apart.

“Smell so fucking sweet,” Bucky purrs, kissing your mound before his nose nudges your hair when he flattens his tongue against your core. 

You let out a moan, body jolting as he glides his tongue through your folds until it connects with your clit. 

“Don’t be shy, I’ve heard how loud you can get, sweetheart. Lemme hear you scream my name as I eat your pussy.” 

You feel dizzy already, his fingers at your entrance as you feel him spit onto your cunt as his fingers slowly slide into you. 

It’s almost too much, how quickly he can find the spots that make your toes curl. 

“Mmm, found it, didn’t I?” He smirks, looking up at you as you’re grabbing onto your bedsheets and his hair. 

“Found that one spot that makes your fucking pussy quiver.” As he curled his fingers faster and deeper inside of you. 

It should’ve been criminal how fast he had your legs shaking, keeping them apart as you nearly sobbed when you climaxed so hard you swore you were about to pass out. 

“Fuck,” you didn’t realize how big of a mess you made until Bucky emerged with his chin and shirt nearly soaking.

“Did you know you could squirt?” He asked, wide eyed as he wiped his mouth with the back of your hand as you shook your head. 

You felt embarrassed before you felt Bucky’s fingers at your entrance again.

“You think you can give me one more?” He purred, slipping a single, slightly warm digit inside of you. 

“Yeah.” You whimpered, “good girl, that’s what I like to hear.” 

You shuddered at the praise, letting your head fall back against the pillows as he curled his fingers and brushed your sweet spot.

“After tonight, you won’t want anyone else,” he growled, the pressure building inside of you as you choked out a moan.

“Only me,” before you felt yourself burst again. 

You had never felt that pleasure before, your heart racing and breathing ragged as Bucky pressed soft and gentle kisses to your thighs and tummy as you calmed down. 

“God, get over here,” you mumbled, watching him nearly fall as he stripped himself naked.

“Second drawer,” you quickly pointed, Bucky stopped before the gears turned and he made the connection. 

Condoms. 

You held back a laugh as you watched him struggle before finally grabbing one, shedding his boxers as you gaped at him. 

“That’s not gonna fit.” He stopped suddenly, confused as his eyes went to his dick before he smirked. 

“It’ll fit, trust me, I warmed you up real good.” Your stomach flipped in anticipation as he rolled the condom over his cock, wrapping his hand around it before standing in front of you. 

“Hands and knees, c’mon sweetheart,” he encouraged with a sly smile as you let your face fall into the sheets as Bucky gripped your ass with his hands. 

“Good girl.” He purred, “if only you could do what I say outside of the bedroom this well.” 

You wanted to chide back, but his cock slipped inside of you and nothing but a lewd moan fell from your mouth. 

It boosted his ego, but you didn’t care as he stretched you out. 

He filled you up, your walls fluttering around him as he placed his cold metal hand between your shoulder blades as he thrust his hips against yours. 

“That’s it, just relax and let me do that work,” he grunted, skin slapping against yours. 

“So fucking tight and warm,” he groaned. “If only I could stay buried ‘side of you forever.” 

His thrusts didn’t ease up, pushing your face deeper into the sheets and jolting your entire body forward as he fucked you hard. 

“Can feel you squeezing me, sweetheart. Gonna fucking come for me and make a mess all over my cock, huh?” He taunted, the coil starting to snap before you could stop it. 

Everything faded and the only thing you could focus on is the way Bucky was now holding you up as he grunted, filling the condom and collapsing beside you. 

You were both completely fucked out. 

Your breath slowly came back to you, heart returning to its normal rhythm before you looked at Bucky who was already admiring you.

“You know they’ll never believe us, right?” You laughed as he shrugged his shoulders.

“If I have to fuck you in front of our friends to make them believe us, I will.” 

You go to playfully hit his chest, but his hand catches your wrist, “and I know you well enough to know that you’d like that, sweetheart.” 

Leave it to Bucky to have you whimpering from just his words, he was going to be the death of you, but at least it would be sweet. 

[chifuyusfingers]

Im obsessed with ur coloring in the boys tattoos works!! Could you do the reverse? Where they color in yours? With whoever u want!

~Tokyo revengers members Coloring Their S/O Tattoos.~

Mikey | Draken | Baji | Chifuyu

{Heya! I didn't put much into it but I hope you like it! And thank you though!}

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M i k e y

You had no hesitation letting him color your tattoos. “Have fun, babe.” You pinched your cheek and relaxed under the big tree you were both sitting under. Today you had thrown all your plans away just to be with mikey all day.

The wings on your forearm was now stained in hues of purple and green with accents of yellow. “So, besides today, how have you been lately?” Your gaze swayed from him to the inside of your eyelids as you were drifting to sleep slowly. “Okay, I suppose. School is annoying.” He laughed and your heart twinged with love.

You chuckled and looked down at your arm. "Mikey you done?" All you could hear was just a "hm".

“Let’s just rest for a little bit I'm tired.” You pushed the markers into the grass and your arm wrapped itself around his waist as you pulled him down and into your side. Mikey couldn’t fight it as his ear was filled with the sound of your mellowing heartbeat. Your fingers danced in his hair till you knew he was fast asleep.

You stayed awake just looking at his angelic features as the sight of your multi-colored arm shifted your focus. It was so meaningless to him but you loved it as you knew that it came from his heart and mind.

It was him– perfect.

~~~

B a j i

“Y/n! ” Baji called as he stepped into the large house. “I believe she's in the gazebo or her office, Mr.” One of the worked associates greeted baji at the front door. He grabbed the bags from baji's arms as he started walking. He was off towards the back of the house to find his fiancee.

“Y/n-!” he called as he rounded the corner of the house and into the back yard. The gazebo was empty. He stopped and stared for a moment. He was sure that this is where she'd be.

“Up here, my love.” A voice said as he looked up to see Y/n at her office balcony. “Hey there” he waved as your eyes squinted in a smile. “How was your day out?” you asked as you brought your teacup up to your lips. “It was okay~I have something to show you!” he called and held up a small shopping bag in his large hand. “I’ll be right up!” he raced back into the house and up the stairs to where you already stood waiting for him in the doorway to your office.

“What’s so amazing that you found today?” your eyebrow raised and he opened the bag quickly. “But first-” You interrupted you as you grabbed his face gently and gave him a passionate kiss. “What’s this for?” he asked as he continued to stare at your face lovingly. “Just happy to see you is all.” You smiled.

“Now, show mee.” he motioned to one of his hands that was stuck in the bag he held. He was brought back to reality and pulled the plastic package out of the bag.

“…Markers?” you asked and your tone of voice made him laugh. “Not just any markers. They’re tattoo markers. They’re safe for the skin.” He corrected you and you rolled your eyes. “You’re still on this?” You asked with an amused expression. “Of course I am! This was the deal and my love for you is way too much so.” he said shoving them into your hands so you could inspect the box.

You read the back and you had to admit he was right.

“You said I could color your tattoos IF I found tattoo markers. Safe for the skin and everything!” You knew he did it and that you had to hold up your part of the deal. “Okay fine.” You sighed as you handed the package back. “Yay! Beautiful Thank you!” He jumped and laid a gentle kiss on your nose.

“We can do it later before dinner.” You agreed.

—-

“Finally! You take forever.” He sighed as you moved your sunglasses up your nose. The grass tickled your bare legs as baji sat next to you. “I couldn’t help it. Chifuyu that jackass didn’t want to hang up the phone.” he stood on his knees and moved behind you. His hands gently rubbed your shoulders as your head fell in an exasperated manner.

“I hate to burst your bubble, Y/n. But, I called you out here for the deal. Not a massage.” You whined as you flopped down on the grass, your t-shirt lifting on your back.

“If this stains, I will make sure to throw out all color in your life. Your life will be a dull kaleidoscope-” “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, you big baby.” He laughed and opened his pouch full of the tattoo markers.

He lifted the back of your shirt more till the full picture was revealed. A dragon with demons following was the full picture- a dark reality…that he were going to make colorful. What can he do he loves your tattoos so much.

He sat on his lower back and got to work filling in the different parts of the dragon. Every once in awhile you would spasm and try to make him mess-up. Yet, with a slight tug on your hair, you would become limp and obedient again.

“I’m almost done.” Was the phrase that almost made you weep with joy. “Finally.” You let it slip and you felt a tug on your hair again. “Ow.” You rubbed your head. You could feel him draw and move the felt-tipped weapons on his back.

“Finished.” He cheered and grabbed his phone to take a picture. He showed it to you and ombre scaled decorated the dragon with the demon’s faces were colored red and blue. It looked nice. You saw a couple of smiley faces hidden in there and felt like everything looked complete.

“Okay, my turn now!” You yelled and grabbed his arm. You struggled and pulled him to the ground and grabbed the black marker that was in his hand. “Y/n, no.” he said strictly. “This wasn’t apart of the deal.” He expressed. “Excuse me? Sorry, I don’t speak Japanese.” Your english rambled off quickly from your tongue. He decided to just deal with it as you took your time drawing a mustache on his face along with random doodles you could think of.

You finally stopped your antics and took a picture with your phone to look at afterward. “You look so cute, look!” You pulled up the picture and shoved it in his face. “I look gross man!” He ridiculed but you wrapped him up in your arms quickly,

“My gross man.”

D r a k e n

You were on your period and hell you were pissed, your mood swings were just making the situation more shitty.

Draken on the other hand was just trying to help you but every now and then you'd snap at him for absolute no reason. "Oi, can you stop whining for once?"

He said with pretty much no emotion at all. And that's all it took for you to break down in tears.

Draken was taken aback, "babe hey, hey, I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that please stop crying- I". “Wanna play tic-tac-toe?” He asked and you looked around, surprised he was asking. “Um-” He didn’t wait for an answer and grabbed your legs– pulling you closer to where he sat.

Draken took the permanent markers out which was on the floor for god knows why. You wiped the rest of your tears and grabbed the orange marker out of his hand. He lifted the sleeve of his long shirt and created the grid in black ink. “Wanna go first?” He asked and you took the opportunity to land an 'X’ in the grid.

“Fine. You win this tournament. But, I know I’ll win next time.” You said laying back and closing his eyes.

The bottom of your shirt lifted and he could see the familiar black ink on your side. “Stop staring at me like that, pervert. I have rights.” You pulled your shirt down and he let a laugh rip through your chest.

“Chill. I was just looking at your tattoo.” He said and you shrugged. “What about 'em?” You asked as his eyes closed once more. “Nothing. Just looking,” he sighed, “I wanted to be a tattoo artist before all of this.” One eye peeked open and you looked suspiciously at his figure. “Are you any good?"

Draken just chuckled at your question.

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“Give me one!” You lifted the side of your shirt and waited patiently.

He shrugged, finding nothing else better to do. You already had black ink staining your skin so he decided to add on. It was another simple dragon but it fit your character and personality perfectly.

Time seemed to slow as you tried to take a sneak peek of the masterpiece he were currently working on. You planned to take a picture later and get it done, yet, it would have to be in secret.

All of a sudden, the bedroom door popped open. “Welcome back to Earth.” Mikey greeted. He capped the marker and helped you up.

"Why are you here" You asked while getting up, "Rude Y/n Chan, I'm still gonna answer your question though POLITELY, Ken-chin called us here so that we can go on a short trip or something to make your day better. Right ken-chin". Mikey looked over at draken, "Right whatever, can we go now?" He looked over at you for your response and all you did was kissed his neck because of your damn height and tagged along behind Mikey.

“Woah. You got a new tattoo?” Hina said as she lifted up your shirt and you shooed her hands away.

“Eventually.”

C h i f u y u

"I GONNA THROW UP ON YOU WITH ALL MY MIGHT IF YOU TRY TO GET NEAR MY TATTOOS MISTER " You exclaimed loudly as he started following you like a lost puppy around the kitchen, where you were busy making your 'grilled cheese'.

"Babe C'mom little color won't hurt and it's not like I'm trying to bite your tattoos off-". " See, there you said it, you're exactly gonna bite my tattoos off" Chifuyu sighed having enough of your nothings, he suddenly back hugged you, you can feel his large hands wrapped around your hip.

"What do you think you're doing?". You asked as you turned around to see his face,

"If you're not gonna let me color your tattoos then I prefer to stick with you like a koala, and you sure as hell know I ain't letting go." Chifuyu said and you eventually gave up because you knew nothing will change even if you don't agree with fuyu.

So now here you are sitting on chifuyu's lap as he continued to color the wallflower on your shoulder. "You done?". "Hold on a minute babe it's almost over, -All done" Chifuyu replied.

You sat up and started making your way to the mirror to see what he actually did " Y/N!!! Wait" chifuyu voice said and you turned around to see your boyfriend running over to you.

"Wha-", before you could finish your sentence he lifted you up and threw you over his shoulder. "The actual fuck chifuyu, what did you do! PUT ME DOWN YOU ASS"

"It's just better if you don't see it ya know, and I'll make sure you don't see it until I leave" Chifuyu chuckled quietly as he continued making his way to your bedroom.

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[magentagalaxies]

Yay for Kids in the Hall fans. If you haven't already been asked: 💃🛼

yay kids in the hall fans!!! it's been so cool getting to find new people through this ask game

💃Which actor’s female characters are your favorite?

probably bruce (he's very pretty as a girl and i'm obsessed with the "bruce girl renaissance" that happened at the beginning of season 4 where he played at least one female role in every episode for a long stretch. also obsessed with tammy)

her mind <3

tho also in the spirit of me accidentally writing essay-length ramblings about scott thompson maybe i should write an essay about my observation that most of scott's female characters have this "arrogant yet supportive" quality to them where they're very self assured but also hype up the character they're with in almost every scene. like just thinking about how cathy looks out for kathie, or maudre looks out for jocelyn, or hell even the unnamed female characters in the mouth congress song "two hot girls." idk if it's a conscious writing thing (i was going to ask paul bellini about this when i interviewed him but i forgot lmao) but idk i just find it very sweet. also my mom's favorite kids in the hall character is fran (she's quoted the salty ham sketch all the time since i was a little kid) so yeah. my answer is bruce girl supremacy but scott girls are special too

🛼Opinions on the revival season?

I loved it!!! Of course, there are a few things that annoyed me but tbh judging from interviews all of those things were either caused by the pandemic (they wanted to bring back the live audience but couldn't with covid restrictions, if they get a season 7 they're adding back in live sketches) or amazon's censorship. so yeah the circumstances surrounding it certainly prevented it from being the best it could have been but all things considered i'm so happy it exists and the kids have honestly only gotten funnier with age. combined with comedy punks, this whole kids in the hall revival is what actually finally motivated me to dive into kids in the hall last summer (combined with the fact that i didn't have anything better to do lmao) so i'm very happy it exists

specific opinions:

opinion on the opening: i loved it, the brain candy commentary was great and i loved that they dug them back out of the grave from the finale. also hi bellini!

opinions on the dicks: not the funniest sketch but also i didn't hate it/wasn't grossed out by the nudity. it was okay.

opinions on the new buddy cole: this is a dangerous thing to ask me lmao do you want me to write a whole essay on this man for the fourth time???? but long story short i cried when he got his bar back and i truly hope we see more of him soon

opinions on the zoom call sketch: i thought it was a very funny premise and very well executed but holy shit that was the most awkward thing i've ever watched with my parents in the room

favorite new sketches: imaginary girlfriend, inside a kevin mcdonald sketch, doomsday dj (of course)

favorite recurring character sketches: fran and gordon (i laughed so fucking hard every single time i watched it i love them so much), also ngl scott was absolutely beautiful as francesca fiore

thing that annoyed me most: i never liked the "friends of kids in the hall" segments. it always felt way too SNL which is not what i come to kids in the hall for. some of the cameos were cool, but i deserve to be on that segment more than pete davidson (hashtag get magentagalaxies on kids in the hall revival season 2!! i mean come on i'm already a "friend of bellini" /hj)

apologies for the essay but thank you for asking!!

send me an emoji for kids in the hall opinions

[theleftovertaco]

April Fools

I’ve always wondered if April Fools existed in the wizarding world. I’ve come to the conclusion for this fic that it doesnt so the reader can introduce the Weasley twins to it. Chaos ensues. This takes place in harrys 3rd year and the twins 5th year. Technically you would be in 5th year as well, but your gender nor house are specified.

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You were writing your potions essay in the quidditch stands when an identical set of loud voices brought you out of your trance.

“Hey, short stack.” Fred and George flew up to your section.

“Oh look, it’s the demonic duo.”

George smirked, “Because we’re so devilishly handsome?”

“No, because your both so ugly that even Jesus couldnt save your face so satan had to take you.” You heard two squawks of indignation but continued on.

“Also, I’m not that short. Y/H is average.”

“Ah,” Fred sat down to your right, “but your shorter than us, so your short.”

“Everyone’s shorter than you two beanstalks.”

“You’re still short.” You stuck your tongue out at George and he mirrored you.

“What do you two want?”

“I’m hurt... always assuming we want something..” Fred trailed off.

“Yeah, we can’t have a conversation with our best friend?”

“I feel betrayed.”

“Depressed.”

“Cheated!”

“Is our friendship a lie?”

“Enough!” You giggled out.

“You don’t have to need something, but you stopped in the middle of practice for a reason.”

“Well... Gryffindor team likes to listen to music when we practice right?” Fred leaned in and put his chin on your shoulder.

“Ok and?”

“Well, all we have is Celestina Warbeck music and your muggle music just is much better than ‘a cauldron full of strong, hot love’”, George sung that last bit.

“So we wanna know if we can borrow your CDs and player?”

“Flawless impression. Yes you can use them, I’ll bring them out next practice. Though honestly, I really ought to get you one of your own so you don’t have to keep asking every time u want to listen to music.”

George hummed in agreement next to you.

“Maybe that’ll be your birthday gift. When is it anyways... I’ve known you two for almost a year and you never told me.”

“It’s in about a month. April 1st.” George confirmed.

You let out a bark of laughter. “Yeah, that checks out.”

You got a rare pause of silence.

“What do you mean ‘that checks out’?” Fred looked honestly confused, and so did George.

“Are you both messing with me? You have to know what holiday is on April 1st right?” They shook their heads no.

“Really? Hold on a second let me ask Hermione if she knows anything. ‘Mione!” You got her attention from a few stands over and she jogged over to the three of you.

“Yeah, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, can you answer a question?” She nodded and you continued, “ without saying it out loud, you know what holiday is on April 1st, right?” She nodded again.

“Yea, why is that relevant?”

“Because they don’t!” You motioned frantically to the twins behind you and Hermione shook her head.

“Do not tell them they don’t need another reason to go around causing more chaos.”

“Oooh,” Fred lifted up his head in interest, “this sounds interesting. What holiday is on April 1st that we don’t know about?”

Hermione shook her head as Harry flew over and dismounted. “What’s going on, practice is over, why aren’t you lot leaving?”

You turned to him quickly, “Harry, without saying it, you know what holiday is on, April 1st, right?” He nodded before realizing what was going on and started laughing.

“Don’t encourage them Harry!” Hermione pushed him slightly.

“Why not? It would be funny to see what they do with that.”

Fred and George were getting frustrated, “With what?”

“Don’t tell them, Y/N!”

“Tell them, Y/N!” “Tell us, Y/N!”

“Ok ok I’ll tell you!” You conceded and Hermione threw her hands up in exasperation and left to collect her bag.

“On two conditions!”

Fred and George whispered to each other for a second before turnin to you and nodding.

“Of course.” Said George with a sly grin.

“What are these conditions?” Fred finished for him.

“Number 1. When I tell you the holiday, I get full immunity from the days effects.”

“But of course.” They spoke in unison

“Number 2. Anyone asks, I had nothing to do with this.”

Fred shrugged, “That’s fair. So, what holiday is on April 1st?”

You grinned before replying, “April Fool’s!”

“What is April Fool’s?” George’s eyes went wide.

“A holiday dedicated to playing pranks on people. Muggles prank their friends, family, teachers, principal. In my primary school one of my friends put a bunch of live chickens in a teachers car.”

They looked at you with pure glee.

“Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!” Fred and George each planted a kiss on you cheek and ran off.

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Fred and George dropped into the library chairs in front of you two weeks later.

“So we were thinking.” Fred grinned from the chair closest to you.

“And since you were the one to tell us about this glorious holiday, you should be part of the celebration.”

“No.”

“Why nooooot?” George whined, setting his chin on the table and looking at you with his best puppy eyes.

“I’m not going to get in trouble for a holiday and besides, its your holiday. You don’t need me interfering.”

“But we want you there so you should do it, right? And you wouldn’t be interfering. Please?” Fred joined his brother in puppy eyeing you.

You sighed and nodded in agreement.

“Yay! So we were thinking that maybe we could pull something minor on each of the teachers and then something major on the whole school. What do you think?”

“It could work, but you would have to tailor it to each teacher. Snape can’t stand background noise and high pitches, McGonagall hates being even remotely interrupted, Flitwick can’t stand his bookstack being messed with, and Lupin, for whatever reason, doesn’t like fish.”

“Fish?” George tilted his head like a confused puppy.

“Yeah, he thinks they’re gross or something.”

They both nodded before Fred spoke up, “Ok, so what are you suggesting?”

You thought for a moment before responding, “For snape, I have this little old transportable music player. We could charm it to follow him around and play a bunch of kazoo noises in the background. The more he tries to get rid of it the higher pitch and louder it gets.”

“Ooh, I like that. What else?” George nodded for you to continue.

“We could find a spell where every time McGonagall tries to speak, she gets interrupted by, I don’t know, a horn or something? Flitwick I don’t really have anything.”

“I like the way you think.” Fred grinned and added in, “ . We could turn Lupin’s class into a tiny lake and fill it with fish while he’s up in his office?”

George nodded, “And we could make Flitwick's stack fly around the room while he’s on it?”

“You’re both evil. It’s fantastic.” You high fived them and the three of you left to enact your plans.

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The next two weeks were a never-ending whirlwind of prank planning and late night kitchen runs, but finally the three of you were done. The plans were set up and now all there was to do was wait.

First class of the day was McGonagall’s and the three of you walked in trying to wipe the grins off your face.

“Good morning class, please turn to-” *HONK* Your professor whipped her head around to see where the sound was coming from to no avail. She shook her head and continued on.

“As I was-” *HONK HONK* “Where is that noise coming from?”

The class stifled laughter as she ran around looking for the origin of the honking.

For twenty minutes.

“I swear to” *HONK*

“Oh for the love of” *HOOOOONK*

Eventually McGonagall grew tired and dismissed the class half an hour early.

Snape was next on the hit list.

Your professor strode into the classroom, looking obviously annoyed. A tiny radio followed after him playing a nonsense tune with kazoos. The class  burst into laughter but was promptly shut up by a particularly harsh glare.

The next hour was trademarked by Snape repeatedly trying to destroy the radio physically or through magic while he had the class make a healing potion. The noise just got louder and louder and when the bell rang for the last class before lunch Snape barked at everyone to “GET OUT NOW”.

At lunch, you, Fred, and George each grabbed a sandwich and an apple and were about to rush out to have time to set up Lupin’s prank when Harry, Ron, and Hermione stopped you.

“The radio in Snape’s class, who’s bloody idea was that?” Fred and George pointed to you and Ron responded with a high five.

As you three left you could hear Hermione reprimanding Ron for encouraging you.

Lupin’s class took time to set up, but he always took lunch in his office and rarely opened the door.

The three of you placed a tiny device in the center of the floor, rushed out of the classroom, and waited.

You heard a loud BANG and then a stream of curses before running off to hide.

By the time you three returned for class, a student had opened the door to find Lupin taking refuge at the staircase and yelling that class was cancelled for the day and to read Chapter 17!

This brings us to Flitwick’s class.

The plan for his had already been enacted. Since when the three of you stepped into his class, he was clutching onto  Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2 and yelling out instructions while also asking that someone help him down.

You three took pity halfway through class and found a ladder for him to use.

The four pranks had gone off without a hitch, now you just needed to pull of dinner and everything would be perfect.

Fred and George snuck into the kitchens and as food was being prepared to go out, they placed a few drops of a specialized potion on about half of the platters.

So they reconvened with you at dinner.

You each sat there, and then you waited as people dug into their food.

After about thirty seconds the chaos you had been waiting for occurred. Half the Great Hall turned into various zoo creatures, all frantically running around the tables and crashing into people. The human half of the hall was torn between laughing and running.

They ultimately settled on running.

As everyone cleared out of the hall, the students were ushered back to their respective dorms, and the three of you escaped to the kitchens.

As soon as the portrait entrance was closed, the three of you looked at each other before bursting into laughter.

“AHAHAHAHA- OH that was BRILLIANT!” You half screamed.

“Did you see the look on Sprouts face when Snape turned into a peacock? A PEACOCK!” Fred screeched, nearly on the floor.

“I don’t know if we could ever outdo that!” George replied, who was on the floor.

Eventually the three of you calmed down and you caught your breath to reply.

“Knowing you two, you could. Before we leave, come on. I got you something.”

You brought them over to a table in the middle of the kitchens where two cupcakes and a CD player was set up, along with around 10 CDs next to it.

“I completely forgot about that!” Fred exclaimed.

“Thank you so much!” George and Fred leaned down a little to hug you at the same time.

“Uh, guys, getting a little crushed here.”

“Right, sorry.” George detangled himself from the hug.

“I’m not, gonna keep crushing you.” Fred squeezed tighter.

You laughed and hugged him back.

“Happy Birthday.”

[childrenofthenightt]

That’s The Way (Chapter 3)

Pairing: Jimmy Page x Reader

Word count: 3.7k

Warning(s): smut/nsfw, cheating, cursing, angst, Y/N being a badass :)

Author’s notes: We’ll be honest...this chapter is a lot to handle 😂 which is amazing since it’s only Chapter 3 of many! We suggest taking a break throughout, because you’re gonna need it 😂 So much happens that your mind may actually explode from the drama. By the way, Jimmy is introduced in the next chapter so yay! As usual, please enjoy, happy reading, and send us messages if you have theories, comments, music recommendations for the playlist, or if you want to be added to the tag list :)

Chapters: 1 | 2

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Paul took Y/N out to dinner that week, and they had a wonderful time together. It seemed that every conversation they had together brought them closer and closer, and Y/N was in pure bliss. From that point forward, the two became inseparable.

Y/N’s parents, however, were not super pleased that Y/N was seeing Paul, especially because they had warned her about the romantically-unattached musician’s mannerisms and habits not that long ago. They just decided to act like they liked Paul, so he wouldn’t get suspicious or feel bad.

Two members of The Yardbirds in particular (and I’m sure, dear reader, that you know who they are by now) were hit with pangs of jealousy whenever they saw Y/N constantly attached to Paul’s arm. And, to make matters worse, it was under any circumstance imaginable: parties, interviews, photoshoots, meetings, airports, train stations, hotels...the list goes on. Yes, they did spend plenty of time apart, but attraction can make a man think irrationally. Even though they were specifically and strictly told to keep their mouths shut, it was very tempting to just say the truth and end their misery. A part of Chris and Jim felt happy to see her happy, but another, traitorous side of them felt exponentially bad for her. They knew that she was being used by Paul as arm-candy, and they knew that she, of all people, did not deserve that.

But that’s the name of the game, unfortunately.

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18 February 1966

The Yardbirds were scheduled to perform on an episode of Ready, Steady, Go! that night, and Y/N decided to go and be a part of the live audience. She felt an obligation to support Paul and the band, since they were all friends (and a boyfriend, of course) now.

Before the show, Jim, Jeff, and Keith were all sitting on the stage, discussing the logistics of the rehearsals that would start soon. Y/N stood in front of the already-prepared stage and chatted with them.

“So what are you guys going to do on our days off next week?” Jeff asked.

“Spend time with my family,” Keith replied, adjusting his sunglasses.

“Not sure yet, haven’t figured it out,” Jim added.

“How ‘bout you, Miss Y/N?” Jeff nodded towards her with a smile. She answered with a soft giggle.

“I’m probably going golfing with my brother and a couple mates.”

“You golf?” Jim asked. She seemed to be getting more and more perfect by the day.

“Mmhmm,” Y/N nodded enthusiastically, “I’m bloody awful at it, but it’s fun, and I can hang out with my brother, so it’s a win-win.”

“You never told us you had siblings,” Keith smirked, tilting to the side and crossing his arms.

“Oh yeah, I have three. There’s Tommy, my older brother; Charlie, my younger brother; and Lillian, my little sister,” Y/N said.

“Wow, full house,” Jeff remarked, “I have a sister, Annetta, who I think you’d get along with quite well. I’ll have to introduce you to her soon.”

“Oh, that’d be great! I’d love to meet another Beck,” Y/N replied playfully. Jeff just laughed and shook his head.

“It’s a shame that I can’t spend time with Paul this week. He said he was busy, but he didn’t explain why,” Y/N sighed, “whatever. It’s probably legitimate, so I don’t mind. We’ve been hanging out too much anyway.” She laughed at the last part.

“He’s probably just going home to his wife,” Jim replied, thoughtlessly.

At that instant, everyone’s eyes widened, eyebrows raised, and lips downturned into a shocked, panicked frown.

“He’s...what?” Y/N asked quietly, sounding like she was about to shatter into a thousand tiny pieces.

Y/N noticed that Keith and Jeff were glaring at Jim, who was clearly embarrassed at what he had revealed. He hid his eyes with his hand.

When Jeff finally found it in him to turn away from Jim, he deeply exhaled. He then reached out his hands to touch Y/N’s shoulders in an attempt to comfort her.

“Look, Y/N, you weren’t supposed to find out this way, and I’m so sorry we didn’t tell you sooner,” Jeff began, “but he is indeed married. I honestly don’t know why he wanted to pursue you, and I warned him against it because of how much we care about you, but he did it anyway.”

Tears streamed down Y/N’s face and her bottom lip started to quiver. “I can’t believe this,” she whispered, “he made it seem like I was the only one…that he was really in love with me...”

Jeff hated seeing his friend cry because of something he could have prevented. But, Y/N was somehow still beautiful when she cried.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” Jeff consoled gently, getting off the stage to hug her, “here, let’s take you backstage to calm you down a little.”

Y/N refused Jeff’s kind offer with a shake of the head. Through her blurry, teary-eyed vision, she just plastered on a smile, and wiped the wetness from her eyes.

“Ew,” her voice cracked, “why am I crying? That’s so gross of me, I’m so sorry. I’m definitely making you guys uncomfortable.”

The three musicians’ eyes widened at Y/N’s sudden burst of emotional strength.

“Y/N, you just found out you were Sam’s side chick, and you don’t care?” Jeff inquired, genuinely confused as to what was going on with Y/N’s emotions.

“It’s okay to be sad, love. And utterly fuming with anger. I must admit, this situation wouldn’t be as dire if it were someone else, but it’s you,” Keith added. Jim just sat in silence. He didn’t know what to say. His message destroyed Y/N’s heart and her innocence.

“I am sad, but if this ‘thing’ went on any longer, I’d probably be even more devastated. You saved me from a lot more unnecessary heartbreak, so thank you, Jim,” Y/N said. Her tone sounded completely numb.

“How are you gonna tell Sam?” Keith asked Y/N.

She exhaled deeply. “I don’t know. It wouldn’t be fair of me to lash out on him before being on national television.”

“How can you care about fairness? Don’t you realize what this man has done to you?” Jeff asked, anger interlaced in his voice.

“Yes, Jeff. I do,” Y/N replied stoically, “And I’ll be fine, really. Let’s just forget about it, okay? I’m just lucky to be here, watching you perform. What song are you playing again?” Y/N tried to change the subject, but on the inside she was in deep agony and pain. She poured all of this time and emotion and her body into this cute musician boy, just to realize she didn’t matter.

“‘Shapes of Thi—’” Keith began quietly.

Jeff cut him off. “Y/N, I seriously refuse to believe you’re okay. Please, just let me help y—” he started.

“Jeff! I’m fine! Seriously,” Y/N raised her voice a little, annoyed at the nagging.

“But you seem—” Jim began, barely perceptible.

“Oh my God, Jim, I’m fine!” Y/N shouted. “I don’t care. It’s done, it’s over.”

The three men sat in silence after Y/N’s sudden outburst of anger, which was very out of character for her. She quickly realized what she had done.

“I’m so sorry for lashing out on you guys. That was uncalled for, it’s not your fault. I’m gonna go to the loo, excuse me,” she said quickly, walking out of the scene before anyone could call after her.

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Y/N stayed in the bathroom for all of rehearsals, and she finally reemerged right before the broadcast was about to start, looking as fresh as she did when she got there. It was as if the news was never even brought to her attention.

She refused to make eye contact with Paul through the entire performance, even though it was apparent that he tried to get her attention with his eyes. Chris was just confused that she wouldn’t even dare to glance at Paul. Just a little trouble in paradise that he didn’t know about maybe?

After the show and when the band went offstage, Jeff went back into the crowd to check on Y/N and brought her backstage.

“You have to confront him,” Jeff pleaded.

“I don’t want to,” Y/N whined.

“You have to, or else he’ll bloody win! You don’t want that, and I sure as hell don’t want that for you either! He is the one at fault. You have every right to fuck him up for it.”

Jeff’s little speech gave her an impulsive boost of confidence.

“Fine. I’ll do it. Get everyone out of the room, though,” Y/N stated firmly, beginning to march down the hallway behind Jeff.

Momentarily, Jeff went into the room and rounded up Keith, Jim, and Chris, and filed them down the hallway into another room orderly.

As Y/N was about to enter the room, Jeff whispered in her ear, “Good luck, kid. Knock ‘em dead.” Y/N smiled at Jeff before entering the room and closing the door behind her.

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Paul warmly smiled at Y/N as she entered the room.

“Hello, love,” he said gently, “how did you enjoy the show?”

Y/N painted on the most genuine smile she could force. “It was...almost perfect.”

Paul’s eyebrow quirked as he smiled in a confused way. “Why almost?”

“I don’t think rehearsals went as well as I had planned,” Y/N replied smoothly.

“Why? Did something bad happen to you? You’re speaking in riddles, dear.”

“Oh, I apologize,” Y/N snickered, “it’s actually so funny that you bring up riddles, because that seemed to be the exact problem at hand.”

“What does that mean? Did someone tell you something you couldn’t figure out?” Paul chuckled, “You’re confusing me.”

“I figured out that you would be going home to your wife next week.”

All the colour from Paul’s face was drained in a millisecond, and his originally jovial expression was gone. It was as if someone punched him in the gut.

“Who...who told you?” he asked, panicked.

Y/N was taken aback. “I find out I’m your side-chick and you have the audacity to ask who told me? Not an ‘I’m so sorry that I lied to you and broke your heart, Y/N’?”

Paul huffed. “And you expect me to just keep my composure when someone of your gravity walks into the room for the first time? I really am sorry, Y/N, I truly, truly am, but—”

Y/N’s calm and quiet demeanor had left the building at that point. She was mad. Really mad.

“But what? You tell me how in love you are with me, and how I’m your one and only forever, just to realize that I didn’t matter? I’m going to be eighteen years old in March. Eighteen. What do I know about love? Nothing, absolutely nothing. And you chose to take full advantage of my emotional vulnerability.”

“But you did matter. You’re so special to me, Y/N. Don’t you understand that?”

“Don’t you understand that you have a wife? You never loved me. I was never special to you. I was just another fling. But you won’t admit it to yourself.”

“The life of a travelling musician is extremely difficult, Y/N, and you don’t get that,” Paul said severely.

“And that shouldn’t be used as an excuse. You know what? We’re done. Whatever this ‘thing’ is, is over. I wish you the best,” Y/N concluded as she walked out the door and sternly shut it.

The nightmare was over and Y/N was a free agent.

Before she could debrief about her experience with any of the other Yardbirds, Y/N left the venue, caught the first taxi home, ran up into her room, and cried herself to sleep.

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22 April 1966

Y/N found recovery time and solace in those two months without Paul. She didn’t go to any Yardbirds gigs, but she sporadically met up with Jeff, Keith, Jim, and Chris at a pub or restaurant to catch up over a meal and drinks. Chris had recently mentioned to her that they were playing in London on the 22nd, and if she felt comfortable, she could attend for free and get backstage to hang out.

Y/N said she’d have to think about it, but she’d definitely consider it.

She had realized over the course of two months that she was not truly in love with Paul. Yes, she fancied him, but she must’ve mistaken the feeling of being genuinely in love with the person for being in love with the situation. Y/N concluded that this relationship was the equivalent of living out one’s childhood dreams of a romance with their schoolgirl crush.

She decided that she was retired from dating for a long time, especially because of how this shitshow ended, but a miniscule piece of her wondered when and how she’d meet her other half.

In the afternoon on the day of the show, which was to be played at the Wimbledon Palais, Y/N made the reckless decision to take a trip down to the Yardbirds’ hotel, but not for the reason you might expect.

Y/N never got the chance to thank Jim McCarty for coming clean about Paul’s infidelity to his wife by “dating” her, and to formally apologize for ripping him at the Ready, Steady, Go! rehearsals. She felt bad for being so dismissive of him, because he was always so nice to her and apparently seemed to care more about her wellbeing than Paul ever did.

Y/N stood on the platform of the train station anxiously, meticulously scheming in her mind about what she would say to Jim to truly and genuinely express her gratitude. She thought about how the encounter would go all the way to London, and all the way on her walk to the hotel.

When she arrived at the hotel, she greeted the concierge, and took the elevator to what she believed to be the Yardbirds’ floor. She took an educated guess as to which room Jim’s would be, just by what she had seen in past times. Y/N took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

When the door opened, she realized that in her best interest, her guess was correct.

“Hi,” she greeted breathily, her fingers interlaced together in front of her timidly.

“Hi,” Jim smiled. After a short moment of awkward silence, he continued, “Um, what are you doing here? Not that it’s a bad thing, which it’s not, but…” he trailed off.

“I just wanted to tell you something that I think needed to be said in-person,” Y/N said quickly.

Jim raised his eyebrows in surprised delight. “Oh, okay.” He moved out of the way of the doorframe so Y/N could enter the room, then shut the door gently behind her. “Welcome to my humble abode,” he chuckled, “make yourself at home.”

Y/N smiled and thanked him graciously, but shyly, as she sat down at a small couch at the edge of the bed. Jim was quick to follow her actions.

Y/N took a deep breath before beginning, “I just wanted to thank you for informing me about Paul in February. I know, it’s been a really long time since then… but I’ve needed some time to myself to think and refocus and recuperate, y’know?”

Jim just laughed. “You came all the way here to thank me? That’s so nice of you. You didn’t need to do that.”

Y/N grinned. “I don’t know, I felt this obligation for some reason. And in addition, I wanted to apologize for lashing out at you as well. I was just shell-shocked, I guess, and I unfairly took it out on you and Jeff.”

“If I forgave you then, I’ll still forgive you now,” Jim smiled, “don’t sweat it. In all honesty, I was surprised at how well you took the news.”

“I just wanted to be as calm and composed as possible,” Y/N blushed, “but obviously I didn’t get very far, did I?” Jim laughed at Y/N’s little jab at herself.

“Well, you’re so quiet, at least you showed a piece of your inner self that night,” Jim teased. Y/N just beamed at him.

“You know, since I owe you, now… I guess I just need to live a little, y’know? I have this introverted shell I need to break out of someday, and I might as well start now,” Y/N offered with a chuckle. “So, with that being said, let me do something for you. Anything you want.”

“Oh no, that’s too much. You didn’t even cause me any grief,” Jim retaliated playfully, “thank you, Y/N, but I think you’re overthinking this whole situation.”

“Please,” she continued with a pleading voice, “I feel awful, and plus, if it makes you feel better, you’ll be helping me clear my conscience. Jim, I’ll do anything you want, no matter how crazy… I’ll take you jet-skiing, I’ll ride on a bike in a bikini when the temperature is below freezing, I’ll clean your kitchen… anything you want me to do, I will do.”

Jim grinned at the bizarre options Y/N gave him before contemplating her invocation for a moment. Anything, huh?

“Kiss me.”

“You said you'd do anything, no matter how crazy, yes?” Y/N didn't get a chance to finish, as Jim interrupted her with a hand at her wrist, and a flinty look in his eyes, that gazed right into hers.

“I did.”

“Well,” Jim continued, stepping ever-closer to the young woman in front of him. She looked just as beautiful as she always had, if not more. Jim was convinced she was perfect, and wanted to protect her. To treat her right, the way she deserved. “You could get on your knees, in front of me.”

Kneeling down on the carpeted floor, Y/N looked up at him through her eyelashes, and the glint in her eyes made his knees weak. She looked almost shy, and he couldn't help but send a comforting smile her way.

“Have you done this before, Y/N?”

She shook her head at this, and looked down, almost embarrassed. Jim, heart pounding in his chest in anticipation, reached out a hand to lift her head. Her eyes held trust, and a hint of nervousness, but her lips quirk up in a smile, her cheeks flushing.

“I’ll walk you through it, love.” The sound of a belt clinking to the floor reached Y/N’s ears, zipper following suit, and she couldn’t help the way she almost thrummed with anticipation. Her parents had warned her against exactly this type of thing. Musicians were, according to her parents, a fickle breed, who only wanted her for her looks and body. It hurt to think of it now, when Jim was being nothing but a gentleman to her. She wanted to break out of her shell, and maybe this was the way to do it.

Y/N looks to Jim and sees him exposed, fully hard now, and her cheeks erupt into shades of rosy pink. He was big, much bigger than she would have expected, and she smiled up at him.

“Okay, love. Open your mouth.” Y/N opened her mouth, sinking it over his tip, which elicits a strained moan, full of pleasure. His hand landed in Y/N’s hair, fingers clenching gently around the tresses. The light tug Y/N felt only spurred her on.

“That’s incredible, princess. Now, try and circle your tongue. You’re doing so well.”

Y/N did as she’s told, and it’s like a spell was put over the man. He craned his head back, neck bared, as soft whimpers fell past his lips. Growing more confident, knowing now what he liked, she let her teeth rake over him lightly, which worked more moans from him, almost breathless in his euphoria.

With a murmured “fuck,” he comes, Y/N’s name the only thing on his lips. She slowly released him from her mouth, wiping her lips with the back of her hand as she stood. Jim, leaning up against the wall, was in bliss, heaving breaths and ruffling Y/N’s hair as she approached.

“That was… you're perfect, princess. Absolutely perfect.”

Y/N laughs, smile nearly splitting her cheeks, and she pressed even closer, pressing her lips to his in a soft, content embrace. She could taste the sweat on his lips, and she couldn't help but think that she could definitely get used to this feeling.

Jim revelled in the feel of her soft lips against his, and he was struck by the thought that this is exactly where he’s supposed to be. He’s where he wants to be, beside Y/N.

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Taglist: @blood-on-blood @reincarnated70sbaby

[dangermousie]

OK I lasted 20 chapters with Fei Pin Ying Qiang, which is 19 chapters more than I thought I would but it’s time to peace out.

I hate everyone in this novel except MC and since MC doesn’t murder everyone in this novel and move far away, what is even the point?

ML is OK enough for a period royal but he grosses me out - “two of my concubines are pregnant at the same time yay!” may be a correct historical attitude but so is approval of death by boiling and child slavery and I am not keen to read about a protagonist big into those either.

He is apparently gay but is all “got to sleep with my giant harem as part of my fight for the throne poor me!” Oh, fuck off! And then he sleeps with unfortunate MC who has no interest in it and ML knows he is not interested and dreads it but hey, he’s his male concubine and ML really wants it and so it’s pound time. Once again, period appropriate but fucking gross.

(When he thinks he doesn’t want MC to become like his other concubines where they have deep thoughts he cannot read and so he lies next to them in bed struck with terror, I wanted to pick up a butcher knife and transmigrate it into his throat. You poor poor thing!!!! How dare people have their own lives and be complex!! How dare they not open their heart and be genuine with you despite the insane imbalance of power? What next - someone complaining that his arm hurts from the regular beatings he administers to his servants?)

This novel did allow me to figure out a couple of things: one is that I hate harem genre regardless of genders and settings more than any other genre. I will neither read nor watch it. I’d prefer that ridiculous BDSM mess with nails in dicks and god knows what else that is HHYL to this even because I am only bored and annoyed with it, not enraged. And second is I now know why I prefer danmei to het costume web novels - it’s not because the former are higher quality or whatever, it’s because they (except for this one apparently) do not tend to go for harem and/or inner court scheming and most het ones do and I hate hate hate hate it!

Finally, I keep wondering at who the audience for this novel is and I cannot imagine it’s large. It’s well written sure (though I crack up at defensive NU reviews that keep saying various things people don’t like is because it’s historical. Any novel where it’s customary to send in male concubines is not a paragon of accuracy and in general this is hardly a serious historical novel, come on!) BUT! I would imagine most fans of the harem genre want to read books with MC being a female because a lot of what they like are narratives of female dynamics and complexities and struggle. MC being male seems to defeat that. And I cannot imagine there is a huge pool of danmei fans who want to read a novel where ML has a large female harem he sleeps with regularly and produces children with and all of that is allocated a lot of page space and so is the struggle between various female concubines. I mean there is obviously some audience for this but I can’t imagine it’s much. Thank GOD.

ETA: Check out this passage. It speaks for itself.

I could have spared myself the trouble of typing my rant and just posted this. As I was telling @orsuliya, ML should get a blow up doll. He’d love it very much and it can become his favorite wife.

[lalosalamcnca]

The Originals 5x07-5x13 Review

So I watched TVD during quarantine last year, and even though I swore to never watch another Julie Plec show again, I’m watching TO! I thought I’d share my thoughts, let people see what I think about certain characters dying or meeting teenage Hope. You can find my other reviews of S1-5 on my blog. 

5x07

Hope’s reaction about Hayley’s death, my god…now I’m really getting hit right in the feels

Josh baby, don’t blame yourself, you were just being kind

That was a sweet toast to Hayley from Marcel

OH GOD, NOT ELIJAH JOINING THE NAZI VAMPIRES 

I guess I spoke too soon, looks like Antoinette and Elijah aren’t exactly on board with the nazis…still, it’s kinda gross 

Well, I get why Klaus wants Elijah gone

I’m guessing we’re gonna back to something about the hollow 

Nevermind, we’re doing a prophecy

Ooh, Antoinette got bitten…what is up with the women always paying for the men’s mistakes?!

 LOL I LOVE KLAUS’S SASS AT ELIJAH

I’m not mad by Klaus rejecting Elijah’s deal, it makes perfect sense

AWWW JOSH IS AT THE SECOND WAKE, AND HE WAVED TO HOPE IDK WHY I FIND THAT SO CUTE

Stop with the questions, Klaus, let Ivy get on with the astral projection 

I can definitely understand why Hope would be distraught…no one showed up, and everyone’s almost celebrating

If Josh dies in this episode I stg 

Wouldn’t Klaus technically count as a firstborn too?

I’m actually glad that Hayley’s kind of resting with Jackson, never liked their ship but I know that Jackson really did love Hayley 

I’M GETTING SO MUCH KLAYLEY FEELS LATELY

It seems like Elijah’s resisting Marcel’s compulsion 

Wow, so Klaus was actually helping by refusing Elijah’s offer 

Poor Freya’s really in a rough place

AWWW HOPE HAS THE NECKLACE FROM REBEKAH AND NOW HAYLEY’S NECKLACE 

Thank god Josh is ok…it’s like looking after a toddler  

Ugh…Freelin’s reuniting

KLAUS SHOWED UP FOR HOPE!! 

Guys, I have no idea when Josh dies and it’s KILLING me

OHHH THIS IS THE WHOLE CHAMBRE DE CHASSE THING, I DIDN’T REALIZE IT WAS THIS COMING EPISODE

5x08

At least Klaus and Elijah know it’s just a mental prison

MY QUEEN REBEKAH IS IN THE HOUSE!! 

I’M LAUGHING SO HARD AT KOL’S ENTRANCE  

WOW KOL IS REALLY BEING A MEDIATOR FOR ELIJAH AND KLAUS, OH HOW THE TABLES HAVE TURNED 

OH PLEASE, YOU KILLED YOUR OWN WIFE, KOL, DON’T GO BLAMING FREYA AND ELIJAH

MARBEKAH’S REUNITING

FLASHBACK: THIS IS A KLAYLEY-CENTRIC EPISODE AND I LOVE IT FUCK YEAH 

FLASHBACK: Hayley’s smile at Hope having the middle name Andrea 

OHHH WHY DOESN’T DAVINA CALL MARCEL AS MUCH 

Of course I’m once again annoyed by Kol’s attitude 

YAY THE MIKAELSON SISTERS ARE TOGETHER 

REBEKAH, HOW COULD YOU EVEN BE JEALOUS OF HAYLEY

Well, I 100% get why Klaus is pissed at Freya 

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve wanted Klaus to shut up

Ooh FREYA GOT OUT OF THE CHAMBRE DE CHASSE

MARCEL’S CONFESSING HIS LOVE FOR REBEKAH

FLASHBACK: KLAUS WHY DID YOU SHUT HAYLEY OUT 

ELIJAH SAID MARCELLUS, SOMETHING’S CLEARLY BREAKING THROUGH 

OOH THAT’S REALLY GOOD, ELIJAH TOUCHING THE RED DOOR AND IT’S A REFLECTION OF HAYLEY’S PAIN

WOW HERE I WAS THINKING KLAUS WAS GIVING A NICE SPEECH TO ELIJAH BUT REALLY IT ENDS IN I HATE YOU 

Well…can’t say I’m surprised to see Elijah’s key is in a coffin filled with snakes in the basement 

HOW DID KOL’S BODY GET TO NOLA SO QUICKLY?! 

ELIJAH’S MEMORIES HAVE RETURNED!! Here comes the haylijah montage…

OHHH ELIJAH’S EMOTIONS ARE FUCKING ME UP RIGHT NOW 

Oh everyone’s reactions to seeing Elijah in pain…EVEN KOL IS TEARING UP

A Marbekah kiss!!

I’m glad Antoinette’s cured

YIKESS ELIJAH’S WALKING AWAY

I liked Elijah’s casual clothes but I’m happy to see the suits have made a reappearance

NOT KLAUS TEARING UP AT HAYLEY’S LETTERR, STOP HURTING MEEE 

I don’t feel good admitting this but I think what hurts more is seeing how Hayley’s death affects the other characters rather than HER dying. I’ve just always been more partial to her role in Hope and all the Mikaelsons’ lives, I don’t really connect with her character; I don’t think she’s particularly well-written and at times I see her as more of a plot device

5x09

Uh…Elijah should just moonwalk right outta that dining room

I ALWAYS HATE WHEN SOMEONE LEAVES THE TABLE WITHOUT TOUCHING ANY OF THE FOOD

There it is, Klaus is finally arguing with Freya

FINALLY WE GET A SCENE OF KEELIN WITHOUT FREYA

But we’re on the subject of Freya…ugh 

Like I can just tell that Keelin could be a really great character but NOOO WE CAN’T HAVE THAT 

NOT THE MARDI GRAS FLOAT, C’MONNN 

So why isn’t Hope fully possessed by the Hollow?? 

I wouldn’t say Elijah’s blameless in Hayley’s death but it’s also hard to hold him accountable 

Still, I get why Hope blames him, and she’s a kid so I wouldn’t expect her to be 100% mature about the situation 

Klaus and Freya have come so far…it’s nice to see 

This Declan guy is kind of annoying, like he’s taking screentime away from the characters I actually like 

PLEASE, MARCEL, BITE ALL THOSE UGLY ASS NAZIS

HELL YEAH, I LOVE THAT THE WEREWOLVES ARE GONNA REBUILD THEIR FLOAT

We know nothing about Emmett…TVDU was always talented at creating bland and flat villains 

OOH JOSH IS KINDA PUTTING THE BLAME ON MARCEL 

Still, I don’t like that…it’s like they’re implying Marcel created a nazi-type culture

AW WHAT A CUTE HOPE AND KLAUS MOMENT

Poor Hope…a child should not have to go through this shit

Yeah, Hayley probably would’ve turned Declan’s proposal down

OH COME ON, WHERE’S THE VINCENT AND IVY KISS

YIKES HOPE’S PROBABLY ABOUT TO RIP INTO ELIJAH

OH FUCK NO, AN EXPLOSION AT ST. ANNE’S?! 

A VINCENT AND IVY KISS!! I hate that she’s gonna die…Vincent deserves to be happy, my god 

A Freelin proposal…thanks, I hate it!

I’m not mad about Declan being compelled, he probably needed it

I like that the NOLA supernatural community is standing against those nazi vampires 

I really want to see a battle ngl

Oh no…these witches and Ivy are definitely gonna die

I hope Vincent gets his revenge

5x10

Wow Klaus is really letting Hope beat him up…honestly that’s real parenting shit

OOOH HOPE REALLY WENT AHEAD AND PICKED ROMAN TO HURT 

ALSO THIS IS ROMAN AND KLAUS’S FIRST MEETING, VERY TENSE JFC

How is Declan remembering stuff??? 

WOW JOSH REALLY PULLED THAT GUY IN JUST BY EYE-FUCKING HIM, I LIKE HIS GAME

I’m kind of into Klaus and Hope dipping a little into the dark side of things

OH PLEASE, DON’T LET MARCEL LOSE THE FIGHT

Ugh…never go in without backup smh

OH NO, THIS IS HOW JOSH IS GONNA DIE, EMMETT’S GONNA EXTRACT THE WEREWOLF VENOM AND SOMEHOW JOSH IS GONNA GET INJECTED 

NOT MARCEL WEARING A FUCKING MUZZLE AND ABOUT TO GET TORTURED

God I hate the implications of Marcel being a role model for a nazi

I’m really salty about the fact that Vincent just can’t catch a break

Elijah’s right about how Roman shouldn’t be tortured but Hope’s allowed to lash out?? She doesn’t have to be good all the time, she’s allowed to indulge in more destructive tendencies

So what’s the difference between the ancestral well and Peace? Can the witches there not find peace? 

OH NO, THE DARK MAGIC’S STARTING TO REALLY AFFECT HOPE

FUCK YEAH, JOSH SAVED MARCEL!!

NO NO NO NO NO JOSH GOT INJECTED I’M ALREADY TEARING UP I DON’T WANT THIS TO HAPPEN

THIS IS JOSH’S FUCKING DEATH SCENE, I DON’T WANNA LISTEN I HATE THIS I HATE THIS

NOT JOSH CALLING MARCEL HIS FAMILY, STOP THIS

He’s dead…FUCK JULIE PLEC

When did Vincent care so much about the ancestors??  

GOODBYE U GHOULISH NASTY NAZIS

Ugh, I hate that Elijah and Antoinette are parting ways 

Vincent and Ivy’s final scene…so heartbreaking

OH MY GOD JOSH AND AIDEN ARE MEETING UP IN THE AFTERLIFE AND I’M TEARING UP

OH SHIT, I WASN’T SURE IF LIBRARY DUDE WAS STILL IN THE CHURCH

Seems like Hope really did activate her curse

5x11

Oh god…the dark magic is climbing up Hope’s body

IT’S SO NICE THAT EVERYONE’S CHIPPING IN TO HELP FREYA’S WEDDING

FLASHBACK: Well…now I have to sit through a bunch of Haylijah scenes…

DAVINAAA U LOOK SO GOOD 

I wish we could’ve seen her reaction to Josh’s death… 

Poor Freya, both Elijah AND Vincent are backing out on her

LOL I LIKE THAT MARCEL’S KINDA TELLING OFF DECLAN

I LOVE THIS LITTLE DAVINA AND HOPE INTERACTION, SO CUTE 

It’s a little disturbing though that those two look closer in age than Kolvina

I curse whoever decided Josh should die

FLASHBACK: Hayley looks so bashful around Elijah, it’s almost kind of cute

Yeah, Freya bringing this kids talk up right before the wedding is a dick move

REBEKAH COMFORTING FREYA, THAT’S WHY SHE’S THE BEST

I know this “another dance” comes back again but I wish it could’ve been set up earlier

I’m gonna need to look up this whole Hollow business bc I don’t understand why Hope is dying but the Hollow herself is no longer a threat

KEELIN’S SNAPPING AND I’M HERE FOR IT 

Well, Freelin’s making up…ok then

I don’t know, I thought Haylijah’s connection in Manosque was subpar  

DANIEL GILLIES IS STILL BREAKING MY HEART THOUGH, NO SURPRISE THERE

Wish we could’ve had a happier Davina x Marcel conversation but any interaction is good enough I suppose 

KLAUS IS GONNA WALK FREYA DOWN THE AISLE!! AND ELIJAH SHOWED UP!! HELL YEAHHH

I like that they did a montage of Hayley’s speech and Freelin’s wedding

WHAT A CUTE LITTLE TOAST FROM HOPE…STILL, IT’S KINDA SAD THO

ANOTHER SWEET HOPE AND KLAUS MOMENT, KEEP THEM COMING PLS 

Now this hug feels like a proper reconciliation between Elijah and Klaus

5x12

OH NO, HOPE WON’T MAKE IT PAST THE NIGHT OF THE FULL MOON 

So has Hope not noticed the black magic veins on her body?? 

LOL CAROLINE’S SASS TOWARDS KLAUS 

Who cares if Klaus shows up in MF? Let him rampage the town…specifically the neighbourhood where DE lives

STEFAN’S DIARIES!!! I MISS U BABY 

I KNOW ELIJAH DID NOT JUST CALL STEFAN’S OPINION BIASED

LMAO HOPE’S SASS TOWARDS ELIJAH

If only Elena being a Salvatore was because of Stefan…smh

Who the hell would put whipped cream on the bottom of a milkshake?!  

Elijah’s smile at being called Mr. Marshall, cute

WELL I GUESS THAT ANSWERED MY QUESTION ABOUT HOPE KNOWING IF SHE WAS GONNA DIE

LMAO CAROLINE NEGOTIATING WITH HER DAUGHTERS

NOOO HOPE DON’T SAY HER DYING IS FOR THE BEST

Awww Elijah left a huge tip for Landon, that’s too sweet

To be fair, Klaus just wanted his werewolf side to be unbound…not for his sperm to start working again 

LOLL ELIJAH’S REACTION TO HOPE DESCRIBING HER CONCEPTION

OOOH ELIJAH AND HOPE ARE GETTING THEIR REVENGE FUCK YEAH

WHEN DID KLAUS EVER CLOUD CAROLINE’S JUDGEMENT

I KNOW ALARIC DID NOT JUST OFFER UP BONNIE TO HELP KLAUS 

Going back to Klaroline: part of Klaroline’s dynamic is that Caroline has NEVER been fooled about who Klaus was, his sins are why Caroline stays away from him. To act like Caroline has rose-coloured glasses on with Klaus is absurd

ANOTHER STEFAN REFERENCE!! KEEP THEM COMING

ELIJAH’S REACTION TO HOPE’S BREAKDOWN

I’m actually glad Hayley’s at Peace 

KLAUS’S REACTION TO HOPE COMING BACK, AHHH MY HEARTTT

I don’t necessarily mind that they’re kinda setting up Legacies but at the same time I don’t like it 

Eh…I don’t really like that line for Klaroline “you weren’t the villain of my story” I just don’t think it really suits them 

So why the Saltzman twins specifically? Is it just bc they’re siphoners? Because it’s not like other witches can’t be siphoners 

Oof, all the werewolf students have to turn in a cellar? They can’t be out in the forests? I kinda get it…but still

WHAT?! NO GOODBYE TO HOPE, KLAUS?!

5x13

OH NO HOPE’S FIGURING OUT THE TRUTH 

LOL KOL BITCHING ABOUT KLAUS…it’s also a little annoying

Why am I kinda happy to see Mikael…I know he’s a villain but I like how evil he is 

CAMI LOOKS SO PRETTY I LOVE IT

FUCK YEAH, REBEKAH’S STANDING UP TO KOL

HOPE, WHY ARE U BEATING UP MARCELLL 

THIS IS A VERY TENSE SCENE WITH KLAUS, HOPE, MIKAEL AND CAMI 

At least Elijah properly diffused the situation

I thought we already covered Vincent leaving?? Do I just have shit memory??

Ok, I don’t like Freelin but them + Vincent would make such a cute and powerful af baby 

Really, Kol? Let’s talk about what else is codependent and toxic

THANK U REBEKAH FOR ROASTING KOL

ELIJAH’S GETTING EMOTIONAL AND THEN HE’LL SET ME OFF TOO JUST STOP THIS

Caroline kept Klaus’s voicemail? God, the writers really did bait Klaroline stans

Marbekah’s kissing!! Oh my god wait I think they’re gonna have sex lol

Was Klaus really so special to Caroline that she could “never forget him??” Sounds like fanservice to me

I like that Elijah and Hope are kinda bonding and he’s comforting her about Klaus 

Honestly, Klaroline’s ending was fine but baiting their fans was just…I’d be pissed if I wholeheartedly shipped them

EVERYONE REMINISCING ABOUT OLD MEMORIES FEATURING KLAUS IS SO CUTE

KOL’S FACE WHEN KLAUS HUGGED HIM 

OHH THIS FAMILY DINNER IS THE CUTEST THING ALIVE I LOVE THIS LET ME KEEP THIS FOREVER  

MARCEL AND HOPE INTERACTIONS ARE TOO PRECIOUS

AAHHH ELIJAH’S SAYING HIS GOODBYES NOW

REBEKAH CAN GET THE CURE, I’M KNEW THIS BUT I’M TEARING UP ANYWAY 

MY QUEEN WILL BE HAPPY ONE DAY, SHE CAN TAKE THE CURE FROM DE’S NASTY CORPSE AND LIVE THE LIFE SHE WANTS

Ok I get why Elijah is choosing death but I’m not sure I love the message it’s sending

ELIJAH HUGGING HIS SIBLINGS I’M GETTING SAD

Klayley both said Hope is the best of them…love that

NOT HAYLEY WATCHING OVER HOPE WELL NOW I’M SERIOUSLY SAD FUCKKK 

VINCENT’S GONNA HAVE A BABY WITH FREELIN!! Honestly I’m on board with that

PLEASE TELL ME REBEKAH’S PROPOSING

I love that they’re getting married but idk man…their ending is a little weird

Goodbye babies…thanks for the ride

Imo, the finale was fine considering the vibe of s5, but when I look at the whole show, it’s pretty lacklustre. I think Klaus dying was the right choice, there were definitely quite a few plot holes but what can you expect from JP

Officially done watching The Originals! I’m always interested in discourse but please, DO NOT POST HATE COMMENTS. I don’t expect people to agree with my opinions, but being rude is not going to get me to change mine. If you want longer notes on any of the episodes, general opinions on TO, my overall thoughts on S1-5; please ask or message me, I’d be happy to share them. 

[minnesotanaccent]

strahm 4 the character thing bc its strahm severed sunday

How I feel about this character

I really really like him. I feel like that’s weird but I genuinely like him so much. He’s kind of an asshole and he kinda sucks but like. I love that

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Hoffman . That’s it . I think they were made for each other in a gross toxic way ♥️♥️ I’m so invested in it. And like I think every variation has its merits I live every au of them. I think it works just how it is in canon, I think it worlds if strahm lives and joins Hoffman, I think it works if they kill each other I think it works if Hoffman stops killing people and they run away toegtehr like I think it’s one of those things where whatever you beleive happens to them can work

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Strahm + Perez mlm wlw solidarity best friends. They’ve been besties forever and they love each other and they like to hang out and watch movies together and they are besties

My unpopular opinion about this character

Ummmmm idk if I really have any unpopular opinions on him. I think he’s an old annoying mean gay and I love him and why would anyone disagree w that. Actually wait ok a little nsfw here but I think he’s a top lol. That seems to be unpopular bc everyone but like 3 people write him as a bottom. Open your eyes people if you’re writing hoffstrahm then Hoffman is the bottom in that relationship. Ok. Ok.

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

I wish he would have lived LMAO….. Sometimes I’m like yay Peter strahm I want 2 watch a movie w him and he’s only in 4&5 (which are two of my top faves so don’t get it twisted I like them) but like I hate to see him die lol I want him to live and become conflicted morally bc he now has 2 help Hoffman and kinda be an apprentice but he wouldn’t feel good abt right away (like all of them) but also I think he would be so bad at it… like worlds shittiest murderer. So then it would be funny

[angelhummel]

could you rank the degrassi next class characters?

gladly!! also sorry in advance if you love any of the characters im about to shit on lol

20. Frankie Hollingsworth. Almost had her second to last but. No. Klu Klux Fran?? The ZOO?? I can't even talk about her she's just so damn annoying and racist and omg. And she was being pushed as the new Main Girl which made everything all the more offensive and unbearable

19. Esme Song. Sorry but I do not think she had a single redeeming trait. She had nothing she stood for, no actual character beyond being an antagonist to every single other person on the show. Like she thinks Shay is stupid for being embarrassed about getting her period on her boyfriend's pants, and yet she calls Yael disgusting for having armpit hair?? So what's the truth? And people are like "well she's mentally ill" to excuse all she does. Well Maya is mentally ill and Esme makes fun of her too. So who's side are we on? Like I would've liked to see her get help and develop but we didn't get that so.

18. Hunter Hollingsworth. Terrorist. Not even interesting enough to be an actual school shooter. Just a waste of a character. Sexist, violent, had a plot about wanting to play video games at school. I'm so bored. Only not at the bottom bc I feel like he wasn't in my face as much

17 & 16. Baaz Nahir & Vijay Maraj. Thing 1 and Thing 2 to the would be school shooter. Clowns. They were a terrible group and I cringed any time they had a plot together. Annoying together, useless on their own. Hard pass

15. Yael Baron. The final member of the above group. Was mostly boring and annoying and especially dumb for being romantically interested in Hunter. Only gets bonus points for their coming out as nonbinary plot. After their makeover I was literally crying

14. Jonah Haak. Mostly disliked him for being in a relationship with Frankie. Like I'm sure they were only a year or two apart but he felt so much older than her. It was gross. And mostly he's just really blah. The attempt at a straight edge character at that point was. Hilarious. at least.

13. Winston Chu. Seemed harmless at first but idk all the boys were shifted high into clown mode when this show hit netflix. The incident with the geisha and Japanese soldier costumes? Defending Zoe against Esme? Then later telling Goldi maybe she should take her hijab off to cause less of a fuss? Bruh.

12. Saad Al'Maliki. Honestly I felt like he was the one with the most braincells most of the time. Probably pissed me off the least. But he was also in the least amount of episodes and didn't make much of an impression on me. Was mostly just boring. But I'll take boring over everything that came before

11. Lola Pacini. Degrassi has a knack for introducing the worst and most obnoxious characters and then eventually making you love them. Lola was not quite that. I hated her for the longest time but it decreased a bit near the end. I got emotional when she had her abortion. And when she gave Yael their makeover. And when she reached out to Saad and convinced him not to leave. I feel like I could've grown to like her more if the show went on, but again... Oh also I hate her and Miles together sorry

10. Grace Cardinal. Ugh Grace is confusing to me. I wasn't the biggest fan of her story with Zoe. I mean sure you're allowed to hook up with someone and then realize "oh that's not for me" but it was handled so awkwardly. Like she slept with Zoe just to be like "damn i hate when everyone thinks i'm a lesbian :/" like why. Idk she was fine but I'm not over the moon about her

9. Goldi Nahir. Ugh okay I feel like they didn't know what to do with her. Like she had the plotline about if she should take off her hijab or not. And she had to teach the poor whities about racism. That was about it? She was adorable and sweet and a bright spot in the show but ugh she deserved better than what she was surrounded with lol

8. Shay Powers. Again, it's not her fault she's stuck in a show written by 70 year old white people. But the black girl is completely oblivious to the racism of her friend? She has to ask her dad if a racist thing is really racist? She's never experienced racism? Ok Degrassi. They treat all their black girls like shit and I feel like I just stan them out of spite bc of that lol. But she's cool and a nice person and she's into sports so she's at least doing stuff

7. Rasha Zuabi. Another generally nice and cool character that I have positive feelings for. Also she was gay so yay. Loved her story with Zoe. I think there was just one moment where I was like "wtf are you doing" but compared to everyone else it's not a big deal

6. Zig Novak. I have to admit that all my enjoyment of his character comes from before Next Class. He was such a sweetie and then he left and came back acting dumb as hell. That was not my boy in Next Class. But ahhh he's still my boy sorry I love him <3

5. Deon "Tiny" Bell. Basically the same as Zig above. But I feel like he maybe had a few less moments of being an asshole? Also his promposal for Shay was cute <3 Wait didn't he also date Lola? Wasn't a fan of that either.

4. Zoe Rivas. She was the one dressed up as a geisha lol (: Oh boy Next Class was something else. Umm it was nice to see her process of accepting herself as a lesbian. I feel like it took forever tho. Which is understandable irl but this is a tv show lol. I didn't enjoy her sucking Zig off in the woods. Not fun. But her relationship with Rasha was one of my fave things about NC

3. Tristan Milligan. The amount of hate Tristan gets is faaaar too much. He's one of my favorites of the whole show honestly. I think he's funny and dramatic and a great addition to the show. But he gets knocked down bc I can't remember anything he did in Next Class other than BEING IN A FUCKING COMA FOR A WHOLE SEASON. He's already Owen's brother, he's suffered enough. But I love his relationship with Miles. And him helping Zoe accept herself

2. Miles Hollingsworth. Yes another character I wasn't fond of at first. Hated his relationship with Zoe and thought he was just boring. Truthfully I think I only became interested when he started dating Tristan lol. Plus omg with his family?? It's a miracle he got out at all. He went through so much bullshit and he was especially going through it in Next Class. He was kind of a hot mess but also I just care a lot about him. He deserves the world <3

1. Maya Matlin. Is Maya really my fave?? I guess so! Yet another character I wasn't fond of at first. Which is insane bc we just got to the part in our rewatch where she first shows up and I'm like !!! baby girl!! So precious!!! And I wanted to cry thinking of what she's about to go through. I feel like her character is treated with some of the most respect and care. Her motivations and mental health decline all make sense storywise. I just care a lot about her and got super emotional watching everything in her story, especially the later parts in NC

Wow this is a lot!! But I hope you enjoyed my ranking and explanations lol. Also like. Everyone was racist. Everyone was mentally ill. That was the whole show. It was a hot mess and truth be told I am not a fan. Even the characters I love, they were acting weird here. Like I said about Zig and Tiny and their character regression. And I think it was the same for like Tristan and Zoe and plenty of others too. Everyone was off, idk how to explain it. But that's my ranking for the hot mess that was Next Class!!

Thank you for the ask, ily <3

[xserpentlife]

Flower

Requested: yes! - hi! can you do a sweet pea imagine where he and the reader have a love-hate type of relationship and are always on each other’s throats but one night they are at a party and the reader is sh*t face drunk and starts to tell sweet pea about her feelings and sp takes her home (just to sleep of course) and when they wake up the reader is embarrassed but sp confesses his feelings too? thanks :)

A/N: here is a full size fic for yall <3

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1645

You and Sweet Pea always had a sweet and sour type of relationship. You would make cookies and he would tell you how gross they were while everyone else would enjoy them, but what you didn’t know was that he was secretly throwing a few in his bag for later because they were his absolute favorite. But more than that you were always at each other's throats, a love hate if you would. A type of relationship where there was always teasing with a hint of care involved.

You watched Sweet Pea saunter away at the bar, he was talking to you until a girl walked up grabbing all his attention. You hated that shit that Sweet Pea did. It was something that always got under your skin. You walked over talking to Fangs, before you could do something you’d regret.

“Hey”

“Hey Y/N how’s my girl?”

“I’m good Fangsy how are you, how’s Kev”

“The love of my life ya know”

“I’m so happy you guys are good”

“Thanks, how's everything with you?”

“Well other than Pea, walking away during our conversation to go talk to bimbo barbie over there I would say all good”

“Oh God, not again” you look over to Pea pushed up against the pool table, barbie on top of him practically. You walk over grabbing her by the hair.

“OW, OW, OW”

“Hands off bimbo barbie”

“What the fuck!”

“You heard me!”

“Well he is mine”

“Oh no sweet cheeks no one owns anyone here, we don’t do that, i mean at least not without permission” you sent a wink around to a few of the others

“Oh please, he loved it” Pea tried to step in but you pushed him into a chair

“Out of the club now!”

“Or what”

“Wanna try?” she grabbed her purse and left without another word, you turned around walking out the back door before Pea could say anything, you could see the anger coursing through him. Pea never liked when you fought his battles, but he also never liked when girls did things like that and you knew it, sometimes you just had to protect those you care about even when they piss you off.

“Did seeing her all over me get your panties in a bunch sweet cheeks” he chuckled to himself lowly

“Oh piss off petunia” Sweet Pea rolled his eyes as you walked away back to your trailer, he couldn’t wait to see you the next day, just so he could annoy the shit out of you

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You watched Sweet Pea walk ahead of you, his flannel flapping in the wind around his waist as he pushed Fangs into the dust covered parking lot, causing a car alarm to go off as Fangs banged into it. You realized you were cold, the slight chill that filled the air ran though your body as you realized you forgot to put your jacket on this morning. You laughed to yourself and realized how easy it would be to steal Pea’s flannel. They all turned back to you, as you looked up shrugging and they turned back around. You thought about your plan, before saying fuck it, bolting foward, grabbing the front tie and ripping it from his waist.

“The fuck!, Come back here” He ran after you around the entire parking lot, until he caught up with you trapping you with his arm against the back corner of the school.

“Got ya”

“Can I keep it” you smiled up at him

“C’mon Y/N”

“Please Pea im coooldddddd”

“Fine”

“Yay” you slipped it on missing the smile that spread across his face.

“C’mon we’re gonna be late”

“We’ll be fine” you walked into the school doors the bell ringing as you did

“See I told you”

“You know you’re a pain in my ass right”

“The fuck did I do Pea?”

“I don’t know exist” you rolled your eyes walking into the hall of the school before making your way to the lounge. You placed your bag on the floor, before sitting on the couch. You watch Reggie walk in from the corner of the room as Fangs and Pea instantly tense up, he sat next to you on the couch as you scooted closer to the edge, his arm coming around you.

“Hey”

“Can I help you”

“I mean what are you offering?”

“Are you fucking serious, get the fuck out” you rolled your eyes before standing up, his hand snaking around your wrist

“Get off”, Pea stepped forward his hand on Reggies shoulder, his eyes staring into his soul as you looked up

“She said get off”

“Pea pushed him off, as Fangs and Jughead came up behind you”, after Reggie scattered out of the room, Jughead and Fangs walked off. “Are you ok?”

“Look rose I can handle myself” You walkd off before he lightly held you back

“I’m so fucking sick of you, you know that, you ever stop to think that you can let other people care about you” you looked at him before sauntering out of the room and to your class

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The party was going strong. The warmness of the booze coursing through your body. You felt free. You felt like you could tell the world anything  you needed to. You could let out every secret you ever had. You always had been a truthful drunk. I mean you could keep others secrets but never your own, so when you saw Sweet Pea staring at you from across the way you began to saunter towards him, a jock making his way in front of you before you could make it completely across the floor.

“Uh  hi Pete”

“Hey babe”

“Huh?” Pete definitely was not your babe his hands began trailing along your side as he began dancing along with you, you pulled away making your way over to Sweet Pea as you noticed he had pushed off the wall and was making his way towards you

“Hey”

“Hey”

“Dance with me” Parties were the one place that Pea could dance with you and you wouldn’t remember, when you were piss ass drunk you could barely remember what you did the next day. He watched you like a hawk during those nights, making sure nothing bad happened. But he also made sure that you had fun. Dancing with you when you wanted and all of that. It never made sense to him though, considering the fact that you always fought with him during the day and then partied with him at night, but he never second-guessed it. I mean in his mind at least pissing you off made you think about him. He was happy to fight with you during the day and protect you at night.

“Okay” you slowly started dancing with Pea to the beat of the song that played in the background. You looked up at him, the smile that spread on his face showing a man that looked as if the world faded out around him, a smile that didn’t show often. You needed to tell him.

“Hey Peaaaaaa”

“Hmm?”

“Did I ever tell you that you’re my best friend…”

“I don’t kn…”

“And that even more than that I think that I love you, and that when you’re with other girls it makes me want to scream, and that sometimes at night I…”

“Okay uhm, I think it’s time we get going, wanna get some food? Go home and go to bed huh? Sounds like fun?”

“What was I saying before?”

“You wanted to get food…” “Mhm I do”

“Okay let’s go then”

The drive to the trailer was quiet, on the way Pea stopped and got your favorite, Pops chicken nuggets with a shake. You ate it in the truck on the way to your trailer. He turned on the radio, your favorite station playing in the background as his fingers tapped to the tune of the beat. You’re eyes began to shut, as the vibrations and the music put you to sleep ever so slowly.

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You wake up the next morning confused out of your mind, hard pounding as the realization hits you that you told Pea exactly the way you felt. You hoped that he would just forget about it, that he too was just as drunk as you. You couldn’t remember how you got home. Maybe it was Jughead, or maybe it was Fangs. You looked over to a body in your bed as you screamed rolling off the side.

“Fuck”

“Are you okay!”

“Pea what the fuck! Why are you…”

“We didn’t…”

“No shit, but why are you in my bed!”

“I didn’t wanna leave, you asked me not to number one, but also you were really drunk, I saw some guys riding around on bikes outside, guys from the highschool, probably from Southside, joyrides I guess, they didn’t see me bring you in but I didn’t wanna take any chances”

“Like I said before daisy…”

“I know, I know you can take care of yourself but…” he came over outstretching his hand as you grabbed it standing up

“Like I said before too, you don’t always have to and after last night I don’t think you want to”

“What?”

“I know you remember”

“I don’t...” you go to walk out of the room before Sweet Pea blocks you, his hand coming up on your face, his eyes looking in yours giving you a second to pull away if you chose too, but you didn’t. His lips landed on yours ever so softly as he backed you up into the wall.

“Wow”

“So about that not remembering… I like you too”

“Shut up Sweet Pea” you grabbed his shirt pulling his face to yours

“Oh my god!”

“What!”

“I’m finally the right flower!” you smacked him laughing at the blush that flooded his cheeks