#HEATHER IS GONNA C R Y

[sexycraisinthanos]

URL Song Game

RULES: spell your url with song titles and then tag as many people as there are letters.

tagged by @detective4blog

I have so many letters in my URL so this is gonna be fun

S - Sacrifical Lamb - RecD

E - Earth - Lil Dicky

X - Xanadu - Xanadu the Musical cast

Y - Yo Girl - Heathers the Musical cast

C - Check Yes Juliet - We The Kings

R - Roar (Inosuke Rap) - Rustage

A - All You Wanna Do - SIX the musical cast

I - I'm Just Ken - Ryan Gosling

S - Smash The Mirror - Tommy the Musical

I - Imposter Imperceptible - Nerdout!

N - Numb Little Bug - Em Beihold

T - Title - Meghan Trainor

H - Hell's Comin' With Me - Poor Man's Poison

A - Anna's Villain Song - Lydia the Bard

N - Next Up Forever - AJR

O - Oscar - Melina KB

S - Song for Osysa - Sam Reigel

@filmcityworld1 @talisman975 @acrylicqueen @daggerkid @gummiehell @aleinnilatibae @neowolf @moku-chan018 @hanna-lulu @marquisedemasque @dontbeanassbutt @fuitgumby @bigfootshonkers @dirt-str1der @sandersstudies @alamari-chibi @zukana13731

[kiegosbby]

heather

oh boy this is a long one, get comfortable!

Inspired by the song heather by Conan gray

This might hurt a little, imma be honest it hurt me a lot lol

let me know if you want a part 2

✁- - - - - - r- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

you are a teacher at u.a, and you liked your job, to the extent.

of course you loved teaching all the wonderful students! they were so kind to you and all amazing, but one part in particular you don’t like about your job.

mr aizawa

he’s not bad or anything of course not! But it’s your feelings towards him that you were scared about. whenever you’d see him in a hallway or teach alongside him, your heart would race, and your palms would sweat.

you hated it.

you hated how you couldn’t help but stare at him and admire him. he was so handsome, and your sure he wasn’t even trying to be.

and when you saw him before his press conference in that low bun? oh lord. you had one to many sinful thoughts about him that you did not want to admit

but, you hide your crush well, and would like to think that no one knew that you liked him.

so this leads us to where we are now, you and aizawa were alone in the teachers lounge, it was after hours so most people have cleared the school but you two

he was so close to you, you were sitting next to each other on the couch, grading papers together and all you could think about was how close he was. when he asked to grade papers together you started getting the symptoms he normally gave you, you were sweating, shaking your leg nervously and your heartbeat was faster then the fucking flash

“why are you acting so nervous?”

your head shot up from the paper you were grading, and with widened eyes you saw him looking curiously at you

“I-I’m not nervous! Did those kids finally make you lose it zawa?” you let out a shaky laugh after, and hoped he would let it go

“of course not they’ll never break me. Even if they try” his voice was back to being monotone, and he went back to grading papers

you both graded papers for a while, before your stomach rumbled loudly, aizawa laughed and turned to you

“you could have told me you were hungry, we can finish grading this tomorrow if you want”

you sighed in relief and started putting your papers away

“thank god, I’m starving I didn’t get to eat lunch cause mic was talking my ear off”

aizawas facade faltered for a second, showing worry and concern which you missed, sadly

“sounds like him”

you both finished packing up, and walked out together to the parking lot, it was dark outside with the stars swinging above you two it made you sad that you’d have to part ways.

you enjoyed his presence, you didn’t have to keep up conversation you could just peacefully be in silence.

you saw your car and turned to say your goodbyes to aizawa, finding yourself a little to close then you thought

your eyes widened, and your heart started racing again.

“S-sorry!” you backed away and started blushing like a tomato

“no need to apologize” his eyes searched yours as he reached out towards you and grabbed your hand pulling you towards him

“you look so beautiful y/n” one of his hands held your waist close to his, the other reaching up to your face, softly touching it as if it would crumble from his touch

your heart was racing, you felt as if you were melting right before him

he slowly leaned in, making sure you were ok with it.

you leaned in with him, and your lips meant in a slow passionate kiss, and everything felt as if it froze around you all you felt was his arm around you, his lips on yours

you both pulled away air filling your lungs and you looked at aizawa, before your stomach let out a large rumble

you both let out a laugh, and you pulled away missing his warm arm around you

“sorry I guess my stomach really wants something”

“duty calls, see you tomorrow yeah,?”

“yeah definitely” you smiled at him and waved a goodbye, turning towards your car and quickly got in hitting your head on the steering weel

you felt all giddy like a child, replaying the moment in your head as you drove home

....

the next day came quickly, and you have never been more excited to be in the school.

you walked through the doors and laughter filled your ears, you looked around for the source seeing ms joke with her class, making them all laugh

you quickly walked up to say a polite hello

“ms joke! what brings you to ua today?” she pulled you into a hug and and you responded quickly

“miss l/n! I’m so happy to see you, my class is here for special training with there quirks. It’s gonna be super fun. Also have you seen aizawa? I need to talk to him” her voice was bright, she could brighten a room ina instant, you adored her you wish you could make people that happy

“sounds fun, and I’ll let him know that your looking for him. I’ll see you later” you walked to your class hoping to not be late and ran into a walking sleeping bag

“w-woah! Oh zawa sorry I didn’t see you there”

“oh hey y/n, it’s fine not like I’m a bright yellow walking blob” you laughed at his joke and remembered what ms joke had said

“ms joke is looking for you I saw her in the entrance”

his face filled with a emotion that you couldn’t quite tell,then went back to his normal bored looking face

“thank you for telling me I’ll find her soon, I’m glad you bumped into me I wanted to ask you if we c-can u-um can we eat lunch together?”

your heart started racing at his question

“I would love to” you smiled at him and he smiled back, and he walked past you and headed towards your class

you walked in your class trying to think about what went through his head and decided to ignore it looking forward to seeing him at lunch

...

lunch came by quickly and you grabbed your packed lunch and walked towards the teachers lounge, hearing laughter from inside.

you walked in and saw ms joke, mic, and aizawa sitting together eating there lunch.

they all looked up at you and you quickly noticed aizawa had already finished all his lunch, he looked like he was having a good time, you never made him laugh like ms joke did.

you felt your heartstrings being pulled and your face faultered slightly

“hey y/n! wanna join us?” Mic was being polite obviously but you knew they probably wouldn’t want you there.

“yeah it’ll be fun! Right zawa?” joke said

aizawa turned his head towards her and he look at her with something he’d never looked at you with

ok well, that hurt.

“oh hey sorry for interrupting I-I think I’ll just go grade some papers but thank you for the offer” you turned away quickly, hoping to get away before they asked questions

you walked back into your classroom and set your lunch on your desk, sitting down and setting your head on the desk.

you saw the way he looked at her, and you were a fool to think you had more of a chance then she did

why would he ever kiss me?

I’m not even half as pretty..

ms joke was a goddess, you really couldn’t deny it.

you stuffed your lunch back in your bag and got ready for your next class.

the day went by slow, all you could think about was how you had messed up, letting him kiss you. you really couldn’t fall for him. nothing good would come for it

your mood had dropped and all your students noticed, you were being more rude then normal and being quick to yell at them

after classes were over one of your students approached you with a worried look asking if you were ok and saying that they were here for you. you quickly denied it and told them to get going so you could grade papers.

you were going to grade papers in the teachers lounge again, but risking the sight of ms joke with aizawa was something you didn’t want to risk seeing

you sat miserably at your desk grading as quick as you can so you could leave and avoid anything else. your heart already hurt and you didn’t need anything more to ruin your day

maybe it was a misunderstanding right? but the way he looked at her, his smile and laugh, her nickname for him.. you couldn’t ignore it and it hurt

you finished grading your papers and went to leave walking towards your car hoping to quickly be home, you needed a drink badly

“h-hey y/n wait up!” a familiar voice said, the one you thought about many times, but none of them were of him hurting you

you froze to the spot and wished to disappear

“oh hey aizawa, what’s up?” he had a confused look, you always used a nickname so why the sudden change?

“is something wrong? you’ve been acting weird all day” he was concerned obviously, but you could care less

“nope nothings wrong, and um about last night I think it was in the heat of the moment so we should forget it yeah? I got to get going I’ll see you tomorrow” you tried to sound like you didn’t care, but your voice had failed you and you mentally slapped yourself

you quickly went into your car trying to avoid any other conversation, pulling out of the parking lot faster than you should have.

this was good for him. she could make him happy unlike how you could. but oh how it hurt to think about them together

as you were driving away you saw aizawa standing there, and then saw ms joke approach him, putting a hand on his shoulder, touching him how you wanted to do desperately

only if you knew, how much I liked you..

i wish I were her.

[leverage-ot3]

notable moments from The Wedding Job

leverage 1.07

Nate: No. No, it's-it's not right. But, you know, uh, we're not detectives. And if you want to prove your husband's innocence, there are plenty of agencies I could recommend.

eliot and hardison share tired, annoyed looks and I felt that in my soul

- - - - - 

Teresa: I understand. Thank you. Where did my daughter go?

Hardison:I think she was with Parker.

(Parker is teaching the little girl how to pick locks)

Parker: Go! 

(they both begin to work on the locks, after a few seconds, the girl gets hers open)

Parker: 6 seconds! Give it up! Good job.

parker can be good with kids and it’s adorable

- - - - - 

Hardison: Just take the mob out of it.

Nate: What? Take the mob out of it?

Hardison: Hear me out. Isn't this just a breach of contract?

Eliot: These guys had a deal, right? And your boy, Ray, he lived up to his end, but Moscone didn't. And for that, there's not a court of law in this world this lady can go to.

Parker: Which is exactly the kind of case we take

the ot3 immediately jumping in to support sophie’s idea

- - - - - 

Hardison: We can't. That thing's a fortress, man. I clocked four armed guards, a Tikva security system. That thing's Israeli-Made. It's used to protect their military bases. It's unhackable. Oh, and then there's the FBI parked around the corner.

Parker: FBI? Where? (looking through camera lens)

Hardison: You see that crappy van that says "plumber"?

Sophie: Did you say "plumber"? That's their cover? Oh, that is so cute. It's like it's 1978 all over again

- - - - - 

Parker: I saw some rubber gloves. What do you do with those?

McSweeten: Oh, actually, we've just been kind of blowing them up and playing volleyball. But, uh, yeah, if we need to do any kind of investigation…

big boredom during quarantine mood

- - - - - 

eliot being proud of the one (1) thing he did on the computer 

- - - - - 

parker winked at mcsweeten that poor boy, I’d be smitten too

+

fic writers get on this, parker smells like jasmine

- - - - - 

Hardison: All you have to do is rip them on my flash drive and run.

[FBI Offices]

(Eliot closes the door)

Eliot: I don't have to type anything, right?

[Leverage Headquarters]

Hardison: No, just plug it in. It does the rest.

Eliot: All right, 'cause you know I just learned the Photoshop thing you told me.

Hardison: I-I know. Baby steps.

[FBI Offices]

Eliot: So I just plug it in.

(Eliot forces open a set of cabinet doors and they open, revealing stacks of cassette tapes. He looks at the flash drive in his hand)

[Leverage Headquarters]

Hardison: Now, audio files, they can take a little while to run, but, uh, the servers are pretty loud, so that should give you some cover.

[FBI Offices]

Eliot: It's tapes.

[Leverage Headquarters]

Hardison: Wha-hold, wait. Did y-you just say "tapes"?

Eliot: I just said "tapes"!

Hardison: Cassette tapes?

[FBI Offices]

(Eliot picks up a cassette case and taps it with the flash drive)

Eliot: Your little thing, it's not gonna work.

[Leverage Headquarters]

Hardison: But at least you ain't got to type nothing.

[FBI Offices]

Eliot: Hardison, how am I supposed to get out of the FBI offices with a boxful of surveillance tapes, huh?

[Leverage Headquarters]

Hardison: Punch somebody.

[FBI Offices]

Eliot: Oh, I’m gonna punch somebody

- - - - - 

Nate: Can you break the codes?

Hardison: The codes? The codes to the Cayman Bank and Trust, where the Cali cartel and the African dictators keep all their dirty money? The ones that Moscone changes anytime he damn well pleases? Like, it's-c-come on. Dude, are you kidding me?

Nate: You know, you're-you're very negative lately. 

Eliot: Yeah. 

Nate: And the sass, it doesn't-doesn't help.

bruh lay off hardison

- - - - - 

[audio of mob family fighting playing off of hardison’s computer]

Sophie: It's a bit like an opera, isn't it?

Eliot: You mean 'cause I want to run away

- - - - - 

Nate: Sophie. Where are we at?

Sophie: Huh? I don't know, Nate. I think you need to ask yourself that question. You called me, remember? And now we're working together every day. I don't know what you want. And to ask me that dressed like a vicar? You're a very strange man.

Nate: No, no, no. I meant where are we at with finding the money?

Sophie: Oh.

chaotic sophienate 

- - - - - 

Nate: How are we doing? How's the search?

Eliot (chopping vegetables): I haven't started yet.

Nate: Okay, you know, I haven't gotten one answer I was looking for today. What is it that you're doing? What's going on?

Eliot: I'm cutting onion, deveining shrimp, uh, pan-searing some scallops. I've got 200 people I got to feed, all right? Back off.

Nate: Okay, okay. Hmm.

Eliot: What, you think the only thing I know how to do is bust heads?

Nate: No, well, yeah.

Eliot (demonstrating): Look, hold a knife like this, cuts through an onion. Hold a knife like this, cuts through, like, eight yakuza in 4 seconds. Screams, carnage. People are like knives. Everything is in context.

Heather (enters): Okay, hors d'oeuvres.

Eliot: Yes, ma'am. Stuffed mushrooms, pine nuts, kiss of basil, some sun-dried tomatoes, and the finishing touch, lemon juice. (gives her bite)

Heather (spits it out): Does this look like a food court? Does it? I want high-End food - High-End! What are you— (walks out)

(Eliot starts to go after her with the knife, Nate stops him)

Eliot: I know.

NEVER GET BETWEEN ELIOT AND HIS FOOD

also, eliot only becoming murderous when someone insults his food? iconic

- - - - - 

Sophie (to bridesmaid): You look lovely.

Cindy: You don't think it makes me look fat?

Parker: Oh, definitely. I mean, why do you think I had to let out the waist? To make you look less skinny?

Sophie: She... she didn't mean that.

Heather: Oh, suck it up, Cindy. You'll be fine.

if someone did this to me I would c r y and that’s the truth lmfao

- - - - - 

the ot3 eating pizza and laughing as nate verbally fucks himself over with sophie lmao

- - - - - 

Hardison: Yo. No way in hell I could ever imagine getting married. I mean, it's just - It's just a piece of paper.

(Eliot, eating an apple, looks at Hardison)

Hardison: I take it you've never been married.

Eliot: No.

Hardison: Ever come close?

Eliot: No.

Hardison: What was her name?

Eliot: It was a girl I grew up with. But anyway, she married somebody else, so...

Hardison: Hot-hot damn, what did you do?

Eliot: What did I do? I liberated Croatia. (leaves)

Hardison: Oh, see, now, me, I would have just got fat and started up a comic-Book shop. That's you and me right there.

relationship foreshadowing in s1 we love to see it

- - - - - 

Hardison: Now, I know that you're in charge of the bridesmaids' dresses, but why are you wearing one?

Parker: A bridesmaid's dress is like an all-access pass at a wedding. Plus, I kind of said something, and the maid of honor cried. And Sophie said I should make it up to her. 

Hardison: By looking much, much better in the same dress? Yeah, you let me know how that goes.

Parker: Hmm, you really think I look good?

Hardison (pinning flowers on her dress): And now you're perfect

they’re BABIES your honor

- - - - - 

(of course the trashy mom wears a sparkly white dress to her daughter’s wedding) 

- - - - - 

(Eliot walks up to the rest of the team)

Eliot: What is it? I got bacon on.

Parker: The Butcher is here.

Eliot: Does he have the baby lamb chops?

Hardison: No. The butcher of Kiev.

Nate: Think he'll recognize you?

[Flashback]

(flames surrounding them, the Butcher has Eliot by the neck and is trying to cut him with a meat cleaver. Eliot is barely holding him off)

Butcher: I kill you!

[Exterior House]

Eliot: Yeah, I think he'd remember me

I live for wacky eliot flashbacks

- - - - - 

Nate: You're staying? Sophie, Sophie, it's the Butcher of Kiev.

Hardison: Have you ever been to Kiev? The cake-maker of Kiev would whup all our ass. This is the butcher.

Sophie: Uh-Huh.

this isn’t that notable, but it’s funny

- - - - - 

parker smushed up against the glass door ,,, just imagine if anyone saw that lmao

- - - - - 

eliot using a frying pan to fight the butcher of kiev,,, iconique

- - - - - 

we need to start making a list of things that are Specifically Not Weapons™ that eliot uses as weapons:

for this episode, a frying pan, a whisk, an appetizer platter, the platter itself 

- - - - - 

Hardison (eating appetizer): This is pretty good, man.

Eliot: Thanks, man. I squeeze, like, fresh lemon juice on it.

Hardison: Cool. Cool.

(they follow Nate out of the kitchen)

eliot is so genuinely happy when someone finally appreciates his food, you can see it in his face ,,, he starts to love hardison just a little bit for that

- - - - - 

Nate: Did you clear out Moscone’s accounts?

Hardison: I left him five dollars for socks

we love the team being petty

- - - - - 

the girl immediately jumped into parker’s lap at the restaurant I’m soft

- - - - - 

soft chef eliot serving his -friends- family is everything 

- - - - - 

I understand that this was technically supposed to be the third episode, so this would have been their first meal as a family and I stan them so hard for it

[harper-hook]

NSFW Alphabet | Heather Chandler

A=Aftercare (What they're like after sex)

After sex, she’ll move to her side of the bed, not one for cuddling. She’ll try to calm her breathing and cool down. She’ll eventually get up to take a shower, inviting her partner to join.

B=Body part (Their favorite body part of their partners)

She really likes the shoulders and chest. She likes raking her nails across them, leaving marks. 

C=Cum (Anything to do with cum basically¦ I'm a disgusting person) 

She’s okay with you cumming on her stomach or thighs or even on her face but she hates the taste of cum, to the point where she’ll get pissed if any gets in her mouth. 

 D=Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory) 

She fantasizes about getting you or even herself off whenever she feels the urge. She thinks about you holding back your moans and your face getting red as she gets you closer to release. 

 E=Experience (How experienced are they?)

She’s very experienced for her age. She reads a lot of magazines and isn’t shy to bring something to your attention that she likes. 

F=Favorite Position

G =Goofy (How are they in the moment?)

She tends to be more serious and focused on her pleasure and yours. Sometimes she’ll say something, intending to sound cocky but it just makes you giggle. 

 H=Hair (Are they well groomed, do the curtains match the drapes, etc.) 

She stays completely shaven and oiled up. She’s a freak about cleanliness down there and even suggests that you both get bikini waxes together. 

 I=Intimacy (How are they in the moment, romantic aspect) 

It depends on the moment but majority of the time she prefers to be romantic afterwards, praising you and giving gentle kisses to your bruises. 

 J=Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon) 

She has to get off at least once a day. She thinks it keeps her from breaking out. and keeps her skin glowing. 

 K=Kink (One or more of their kinks) 

She’s into exhibitionism. She’s not afraid to stick her hand up for shirt or skirt at a party or in the school bathroom. Everyone knows you’re hers and they wouldn't dare say something.

 L=Location (Favorite places to do the do) 

Her bedroom for sure. But riskier places that she likes are the school bathroom and the car.

 M=Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) 

You being cheeky and sassy gets her going. You’ll give her a sassy remark and she’ll have instant flashbacks of you underneath her, begging for her to do something and she vows to recreate that later.

 N=No (Turn offs) 

She hates giving up total control. She’s Queen Bee and will always be in control in some way.

 O=Oral (Preferences in giving or receiving, skill) 

She loves giving oral. She claims she’s the best and will “throw her neck” anywhere she deems fit.

 P=Pace (Do they go hard? Do they go slow?) 

She likes going slow, making you beg before she picks up the pace, leaving bruises from her hard pace. 

 Q=Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex) 

Honestly as long as you and her both get off, she’s down with whatever.

 R=Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) 

Like I said, she’s pretty much down with whatever you bring up. She’s the riskier one out of both of you, bringing up stuff like candle wax and nipple clamps in public.

 S=Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last, etc.) 

It honestly depends of the rest of her day. If she has nothing to do afterwards, she’ll keep going until she’s exhausted and can’t move. If she’s got something to do, she’ll just go for one round. 

 T=Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them?) 

She’s not ashamed of her toys. She’s got vibrators and dildos for every occasion, that fit hers and her partner's needs.

 U=Unfair (How much do they like to tease?) 

She’s a huge tease. She’s the queen of sending nudes during an important test or while you’re a work. She also likes to send voice messages of her moaning and begging for you to come help her even though she knows you can’t.

 V=Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) 

Again it depends. If she’s really feeling it, she’ll be a moaning and screaming mess but if you’re not hitting it right, then she’s not gonna fake moan. She likes to make you work for it. 

 W=Wild Card (Random headcanon) 

When she’s pissed at you, she’ll lock you out of the bedroom and fuck herself with her favorite dildo which she nicknamed after you. So you just have to wait outside of the door while she moans and screams your name.

 X=X-Ray 

She’s clean shaven and very obsessed about smelling and tasting good. 

 Y=Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) 

She prefers to wait in between each encounter because it’s better with distance. “You come more when i see you less.”

 Z=ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?) 

She falls asleep quickly. She puts so much of herself into sex, it’s physically and emotionally draining. 

[aw-eather]

Heather Watches SG1: s1ep4 The Broca Divide

On todays episode of Heather doesn’t have anything better to do with her time and wants to re-watch episodes she’s seen 8 times/in the last 2 months, I will be rewatching Broca Divide and giving my thoughts in the form of dot points. It makes me laugh, it makes you laugh apparently and its just a bit of fun. I will try and put these all in one place at some point so we can find them all. 

Warning: I don’t like Daniel in this episode (or most for that matter) so if Daniel is your fave, look away!

Really pretty shot of the mountain

dress blues fuck

they look so good

like really fucking good

Sam is like “sir did you just sass the General?”

she just rolled her eyes at him and did the little grin when he joked about the names being too complicated she’s so cute and adorable

Jack looks really really good

Like they both look so fucking good in those dress uniforms 

I have a thing for uniforms apparently 

but they both look good in dark blue its not my fault

Sassy Daniel

Silly Daniel (not my perscription)

Silly Jack making Sam smile (why doesn’t the MALP have one of these?)

I love them already

She’s so young.. such a baby space hero

FLYBOY

my cuppa tea is STRONG i messesd up

Night vision cam

Whomp they got jumped 

Yeah shooting works too

They were PEOPLE, Daniel.  Come on, i was starting to like you

CREDITS

I have VERY strong memories of waking up as a kid and walking past a tv that had been left on and seeing these exact opening credits when I was a kid. 

AMANDA YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL

especially that shot of them coming through the gate with the purple sky, I strongly remember that. 

Does Daniel ever know whats going on/what it is/where they are/what it means? 

I also call it rape and agree we should stop it fuck you Daniel, wtf?!?!?!

I don’t care if you think its how pre historic men mate, its fucking rape you ass hole what the fuck  This isn’t a prehistoric time, you didn’t time travel, you can interfere. How Sam did not deck you at all during the last two episodes is BEYOND ME 

The Untouched. 

ooooh sun

JACK AND SAM BEING ADORABLE AND JOKING AROUND STOP MY HEART I LOVE THEM

I remember when my friends and I watched this and we were joking about how Jack went grey really quick and @allofthecaffeine said it was because he had to parent Daniel. I died

Scruffy Jack looks SO FUCKING GOOD WTF

he is so aesthetically pleasing honestly

Jack stop being sarcastic

Daniel stop

You’re not gonna find out why now either, Daniel. No body cares about the bulls.

I mean I kinda wanna know but not the point

Thats a lot of yes sir from Daniel, sto being a tit. I know you wanna look at this shit but its not what you’re actually there for babe. 

Daniel stop interupting ffs shut up

Jack wake up honey

Uh oh

Marine looks unhappy 

Sam’s little smile I love her

Jack doesn’t sound happy but he will be. He will learn to love his scientific girlfriend and their archaesologist son

“please release me, Lt. Johnson” Teal’c is everything. He’s the best. I love Teal’c. 

Makepeace being Makepeace

Teal’c just stops the punch with one hand like its nothing lol “I would prefer to not hurt this man” lol 

Daniel helping Sam out cause he’s a good friend, kinda sweet

Jesus those poor guys 

Sam rushing to help because Sam is the best

oh FUCK 

LOCKER SCENE

OH SHIT

TANK TOP

WE ALL DO

TANK TOP

NO NOT LIKE THIS JACK O’NEILL DID YOU JUST ADMIT TO HAVING THE HOTS FOR YOUR 2IC?? 

CAUSE I MEAN SAME BUT YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO

TANK TOP

HE PUT HIS FACE VERY CLOSE TO HER NECK THERE FOR A SECOND FOR NO REASON, HE WAS THINKING ABOUT IT

I wonder how many times they thought about hooking up in locker rooms after this... 

just a thought

poor Sam is always getting tied down to be... I am gonna choose not to finish that sentence

JANET

JAAAANNNNEEEEEETT

LOVE OF MY LIFE

LIGHT OF THE SGC

TINY DOC AS I CALL HER

love the explination of the iso rooms like we needed that info

she looks sso good

she eserved so much better

excellent observation hun, I would never have guessed

strongest offspring huh

JACK GETTING DEFENSIVE ABOUT SAM

SHE SCRATCHED HIS NECK MY GOD

FUCK OFF DANIEL “YOU POOR MAN” GET FUCKED

SHE’S NOT YOURS TO CARE ABOUT 

OH SHIT JACK HE DIDN’T QUITE DESERVE THAT MUCH OF A BEATING YET

LEAVE THAT UNTIL S8

JANET

SHE IS SO PRETTY STOP IT

I MISS HER

Had to pause cause my mum’s making coffee and my kitchen/lounge are one room

So how we all doing? 

My aunt has turned up to use my oven because its better than hers

I might not get to finish this yet fam 

I’m back 

I got lunch

“never seen anything like this on earth” honey you are dealing with ALIENS

Of course you haven’t!

Why you explaining the names, didn’t y’all have a debrief. 

MR TEAL’C STOP IT THATS SO UCKING CUTE jANET NO

First of many new plaugues, Hammond, don’t stress. This is just a normal day in the office for you

Janet’s hair is so bouncy I love her

Poor Jack

He’s having a rough day which isn’t unusual but its rough

Hammond stop stressing, you will be FINE

JANET’S S M I L E

I love her so much she deserved the world

Just the two of us suck it UP DANIEL 

Once more unto the breach

Thats a great episode of Sanctuary actually. One of my faves

“we dumped them in a small room” lol Teal’c you the best

Daniel ffs 

Guns again

to be fair they’d frighten me off. P90 is a big fun

so I guess it checks out

uh oh daniels been taken

what a shame

Oh Hammond poor thing

Aww even like this Jack is adorable 

RDA sure is a good actor just saying

lol neck scratches ;) 

Sorry I’ve said it like eight times but Janet is so, so beautiful. 

Permanent brain damage? Sounds like a normal day in the office for these Space Babies

Always the hero, Jack

AW he touched her face

STOP IT I LOVE HER SO MUCH I CANNOT BREATH I’M GONNA C R Y

i love the language in SG1 and all the Goa’uld words

Poor Teal’c. They were v rude to him

YAS TEAL’C BEAT SOME ASS SO PROUD OF YOOOOOOU

GET THAT BLOOD

To be honest, I would have left Daniel behind but apparently we don’t do that... so 

SAM NO

POOR BABY

LIGHTLY STABBED

POOR SPACE BBY

MR. TEAL’C JANET STOOOOOP I CAN’T 

lots of big words Janet, stop with the big words

more big words

of course he’s sure, he’s Jack, he wants to help everyone... 

well... not everyone but thats fine

LUCY I’M HOME

I AM NOT LUCY

Oh for crying out loud count is at two this episode 

the gate spinning is their entire budget lets be honest

SAMMY

As if Daniel would be d...i guess he’s usually dead, isn’t he? Never mind 

“Daniel you dog, keep this up you’ll have a girl on every planet” WHERE IS THE LIE

WHY IS EVERYONE ATTRACTED TO DANIEL WHEN JACK IS RIGHT THERE I DO NOT UNDERSTAND 

More bulls

I love this guys crop top 

also those blues are really pretty

Daniel is gonna need a new uniform, thats ones a bit ripped up

S C I E N C E 

“There’s our boy” SEE HE IS THEIR CHILD

Aww those little happy grins 

he looks so pleased

OG MY GOD

YES YOU DO REMEMBER

HOWS THE WOUND

WOUND

GOT STABBED IN THE STOMACH

THERE WONT EVEN BE A SCAR

GOOD. i WAS WORRIED YOU’D NEVER WEAR THE TANK TOP AGAIN

I N N A P R O P R I A T E 

I N S U B O R D I N A T I O N

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH JFC ITS BEEN 4 EPISODES AND I CANNOT HNDLE THEM

stop flirting with your 2IC but actually never stop

marry her

Final Thoughts

Janet is the light of my life

she deserved the world and was paid dust

fuck the powers that be

how dare they

this episode is so cute and fun

but semi-serious

but like... fun?? IDK i really like Broca Divide

prescious babies are precious

they love each other so much already

TANK TOP!SAM

DRESS BLUES!SAM

DRESS BLUES!JACK

ok i’m done

Alright friends, lemme know what you think of this episode. That was fun, I love it so much. Its so fun jumping back from s4 Atlantis (where I’m currently up to) to watch s1 SG1 Sam because she’s such a baby and so precious and now she’s a LEADER bless her 

[slashingdisneypasta]

Freddy Krueger x Reader || Oneshot

Title: I can’t. I won’t. 

Notes: 

This has the potential to be series, with the other Slashers but for now its gonna stand alone ^^ 

Quote that inspired me to write this but didn’t make the cut( I love it and think it still deserves to be posted!): You know what I'm tired of?!

Telling myself not to be sad, or heartbroken, or just plain cracked because he wasn’t a good person. Because he deserved to die, because its better then way. Because that's all true.

I'm sick and tired of it. I loved him and this is killing me, pretending like I'm okay with this! Why cant I just s c r e a m?

Plot: The Slashers have all died, and are being held in hell as punishment for their crime son the mortal(And any other) plain, not that you know that part. The other Slasher’s S/O’s are able to mourn, because their were good things about them which were easy to slur into misunderstood. But you wont let yourself, because Freddy didn't deserve it. 

Heather comes to visit you. 

Warning: This is pure angst, so... 

~~~

I knock on the door and hold my breath. 

A moment passes before a voice calls that they’re coming and to hold tight. When the door opens, I let out the breath and feel... confused. Y/N brightens when she sees me and waives. “Hi, sorry, if you’re selling something- I’m broke, so you might want to find another house. Bye!~” Before she can close the door, I jump to action and manage to stop her and look bashful when she raises a skeptical eyebrow, wondering I’m sure, whether she’ll have to spray me with mace. 

“Sorry, I’m not a salesperson. I’m, uh, Edith Rose Sawyer.” 

She still looks confused. I guess, I can’t expect everyone to know who that is. Looking bashful, I explain. “I’m... Jed Sawyers, cousin.” 

That sparks recognition and Y/N immediately, reopens the door fully. Her face doesn't quite reveal anything, except apprehension. Of course, she cant really be blamed for that. Last time a killer, or killer adjacent, contacted her he was killed. “Oh, uh... what’s up?” 

“Can I come in?” 

“Uhh… “ She looks around and over her shoulder, then moves out of the way so I can come in and follow her to the kitchen, closing the door behind me. I sit down straight away at the kitchen table as she goes to get the kettle, and look around. This place is so... strangely in order, like her. I expected a little bit of mess, I mean... I was, when they were taken. Jed’s my cousin, one I’d only just met and I still felt the crushing weight of his loss. 

Now, I know for me, and for probably everyone else in the world, its hard to believe anyone would care for Freddy Krueger. But she did, and its like his loss hasn't made an impact on her at all. Its been a month. 

Curiously, waiting for the bomb to drop, I watch while she fills up the kettle and sets it back on the little electric stand, turning it to boil. Then she turns, and leans back on the bench, raising her eyebrows at me with a little smile. “So, what’s up? How have you been, uh... “ Quickly, her eyes change to reveal a deeper sadness momentarily, and I think for half a second that it might be for her, but she’s looking at me far too carefully. “I’m really sorry about Jedidiah. I didn’t meet him, but he’s your cousin right? I’m so sorry.” 

I shrug, not quite sure how to talk about it yet. “Thank you. I didn’t know him long, either but its been... “ I assess her outright. “Hard.” 

“I bet,” Her voice is strained but she doesn't mention my obvious hint. Instead, she quickly changes the subject. “How do you take your tea? And, pick a mug. They’re on the shelf over there.” 

Deeply, I sigh. She is not making this easy. “You know, that's why I came, actually. To see how you’re doing?? I had to get outta the house, and thought it would be worthwhile to find you, and uh, all the others to see how they’re doing.” 

Awkwardly, she turns around to the kettle and taps away on the bench with a finger, avoiding my face I think. “A phone call wasn't good enough?” She jokes. 

“Well, uh... “ I don't know to answer that, as heat covers my face in embarrassment. 

“Pretty impressive how you found me, too.” 

“Y/N, I just thought everyone was having a hard time, and-” 

"-How hard a time can you all be having?!" She speaks, literal vocal venom flying from her lips unapologetically, revealing her true fury. A second later, apologies spill from her lips with just as much sincerity and her eyes fill with remorse as he whips around and clasps her hands together, pleading. "Sorry, sorry, oh my God I'm sorry! That didn’t- I- I'm sorry. That was insensitive, of course they're having a hard time." She means it, I know. That's clear. But it’s also clear that theirs truth to her outburst, also. 

"No, tell me. What did you mean?" 

She settles into a halfway point between mad and remorseful, which despite her efforts is somehow crazier. "Just... that... how hard can it be, when you're allowed to mourn, hah?"

Horror scratches my heart at her words. "Allowed??"

"Yes, allowed." She snaps, setting down the kettle. "When your monster was a misunderstood misfit with abandonment issues and a teddy bear, you're allowed to be sad he's gone. And I get stuck pretending I'm okay, because he deserved it. I know he did, he did. He was a horrible person and it's better that he's dead."

"But... " 

"But I still fucking hurt. None of that changes the fact that a piece of me has been torn from my guts and my heart," Her voice finally falters, and I notice the tears in her eyes. But before I can’t even think about giving her a hug, or softening my face, she's mad again. "And smashed into grease and somehow I’m still standing, talking to you about it, without crying.” She sobers up a bit, all over the place in her emotions and how she presents them. She looks away from me, as she wipes the bottom of her eye with her thumb, and looks for wetness there. And finds none. “Although, admittedly. Its becoming hard.” 

“I... I’m so sorry that we made you feel like you couldn't mourn for him. Please, try, I-” 

“Thank you, but... “ She rolls her shoulders back, uncomfortable to the point of anxiety. She still wont look at me again. “Its mostly me, stopping myself. I’m afraid... “ Tears finally well in her eyes and she looks at me, right in the eyes. “I’m afraid, someone will see me crying over him, and think I’m excusing what he did. I... They’ll think I’m blind and idealistic. Pretending to myself that he’s misunderstood, or something... And I can’t let my feelings be wrote off like that. I’m not pathetic. I knew exactly what he was the whole time.”

My heart feels like its torn in two. On one side, she’s right. That is how people would view it and he doesn't deserve it, but on the other she does deserve to mourn. None of the Slashers were particularly good, which makes us all... hypocrites. I grit my teeth, in anger at myself and get up from my seat to stand with her. My eyes fill with concern. “Even so, you cant bottle it all up.” 

“Oh I have news for you then,” A nasty, defiant scowl contorts her features, showing exactly the willpower in her. It makes me mad.

“Y/N.” I snap, putting my hands on her arms to keep her from turning away, and I think for a moment that she’s going to rip me off of her, but she controls herself and instead just sets me with a blank look. She’s unsure what to feel. “I’m sure all the others would agree, you have to mourn. Maybe- Maybe no for what Freddy was in the end,” Physically, nearly violently, she flinches at hearing his name, on impact. Her head turning away from me to the bench and her eyes looks so coldly at it hell should freeze over. “But none of the Slashers were born evil!”

Y/N chews on her bottom lip, I’m afraid the skin will break under her frustration. “I-I know, I... know.” The last word comes out with all her frustration at what hurt him, and changed him. Still, she shakes her head. “But I cant... I can’t just... turn it off. I’m mad, and I’m sad, and I cant turn it off and I learnt that from him in the first place.” 

I nod, understanding. Oh, I understand. “Yeah... yeah, I know. But in some ways they all were made to be the way they were, it was out of their hands. So for now, I think we can allow him a moment, and a moment only,” I add quickly, dipping to look at her seriously, to both assure her and assure myself, because I sure as hell don’t want to mourn that bastard. But she has to, and maybe in a tiny way he does deserve a millisecond of thought. ”Of respect.”   

I watch as she thinks for a moment, then slips away from me and shakes her head, and sad smile on her lips. You can see that she wants, desperately to let that happen, but the little part of her that's afraid, and moral, blocks the way.

She crosses her arms and shrugs. “I won’ t.” 

~~~ SOMEWHERE IN HELL ~~~

“... Okay... I was upset before... “ Slowly, blue eyes flicker from the screen with Y/N on it and the look on her face. Enough to make even the most inhuman and cruel heart mad, even if only because its her. Freddy switches to looking at the man with the pins in his skull looking smugly at him, and the knives on his fingers itch. Hasn't anyone told this bitch that he’s the monster around here? “Now, I’m pissed.” 

I have to get back. 

[chickensarentcheap]

Sanctuary - Chapter 56

Warnings: none

Tagging: @innerpaperexpertcloud​, @thunderintheshadows​, @c-a-v-a-l-r-y​, @alievans007​, @valkyrie-of-the-light​

Tyler arrives in Christchurch at four in the afternoon; wasting no time in collecting his lone bag from luggage claim and then picking up the rental car Nik had arranged under an alias.  After the fuck up leaving Colorado the first time, Nik had been on the ball about making sure security and privacy were locked up tight; no trace back to his real name or hometown, an extra secure encryption every he sent a text message or email, arranging to pay everything by cash instead of using a credit or debit card that could be linked back to his real identity. While it's near certain that word had gotten back to the Buckman family about who he is and that he's coming for the kids, it's essential that his exact day and time of arrival isn't discovered. It would keep them on  their toes, perhaps even make them anxious enough to start making mistakes, and make it easier to get in and around the building for initial recon without being spotted. So he wears a a pair of sunglasses and a ball cap low on his brow; the hood of his sweater pulled up to cover his head.  It's a cool day in New Zealand, so he won't stand out in his attire or draw any suspicion towards himself. It's the last hing he wants or needs, preferring to just show up out of nowhere and catch the Buckmans -and whoever is doing their dirty work- by surprise.

He heads to the hotel first; a modest yet spacious two room suite on the ninth floor of a fifteen story building on the busy downtown core. Nik had already arranged for Yaz to have access; everything that he'd left behind in Ireland -clothes, personal belongings, the weapons- having been brought along and dropped off. The weapons behind locked in one of the closets; a heavy metal chain wrapped around the handles and then secured with a combination lock. The code sent to his SAT.

He calls home. It's nine in the morning back in Colorado and he wakes her from a dead sleep, and he spends the first minutes apologizing profusely and the following ten making sure that she's feeling okay; checking that she's been taking her meds, eating, drinking. Once more clarifying that she knows exactly how to handle things if the worst case scenario becomes a reality. If he doesn't make it home and she's left to not only face the aftermath, but relegated to being the sole caregiver of four -soon to be five- children. And he tells her he loves her; making sure that she knows -beyond all shadow of a doubt- just how much, and how'd she'd changed his life...and him...for the better. Things he probably should have told her a long time ago. Avoiding all the hurt and the feelings of doubt and abandonment that she'd gone through during his frequent absences.

Next he leaves the hotel and heads out into the street; grabbing coffee and something to eat before texting Yaz for his exact whereabouts. Anxious to see the suspected extraction location. Check out the locals. How busy the street and the neighbourhood itself is. How likely was it  that there would be civilian casualties when the Buckmans fought back. Where could an offensive be launched from? What did the possible entrance and exit points look like and how many options for both were there? Where could the hostiles hide out or mount their attack from? Relaying on other peoples' observations and plans is useless and a waste of his time. He has to see things for himself; run through every possible scenario, make his own plans. In the end if was his show to run; he was the one with the experience, who wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty, who got down into the trenches where things were the most dangerous and unpredictable.  

Yaz has set up shop in an abandoned office building across the street from the old store owned by Heather McMann's grandmother; the twelfth floor giving an unobstructed view of not only the front and back of the little shop, but of the entire row of brownstones and the alley ways on either end of the block, and behind.   And he knocks twice on the door; hands shoved in the pockets of his hoodie, rocking back and forth on his heels ever so slightly as he waits for someone to answer. Listening to the muffled conversations and the push of a chair across hardwood and the shuffling of footsteps as they approach the door. Mark answers; giving him little more than a smirk and then stepping back and holding the door open for him, gesturing for him to come in.

“Holy fuck, look at this!” Yaz calls out. “The lost sheep has returned to the flock! The fucking prodigal son has returned!”

“I've only been gone for two days and you missed me that much? What are you going to do when I'm gone for good? When I stop picking up the phone when your sister calls?”

“I'm going to stalk the every loving shit out of you until you come back,” Yaz says, and then embraces him warmly.

“I'm not coming back. I told you that. This is it Last one.”

“I give it a year. Before you're bored as hell and itching to get back out there.”

“Not gonna happen. I already told you.  I'm done after this. Time to be a family man. Time to be the husband my wife deserves.”

“Good like with that,” Mark mutters as he steps past him.  “She doesn't know a good thing when she has one.”

Tyler smirks. “I know you're not talking about yourself, because everyone in this room knows what you're like. Or do we need to talk about it again? About how you like to beat on women?”

“Easy...easy...” Yaz clamps a hand down onto his shoulder.  “...don't let him get to you. He's just trying to get under your skin. How about you go over there and sit down, Mark.  Quit trying to cause shit with my boy. Because you push your luck too far, he's going to rip you limb from limb. And not one of us in here are going to stop it. Are we boys?”

Both of the young Marines shake their heads.

“Good to have you back,” Nathan says, and pulls him into one of the awkward, one armed hugs that some guys seem to be into these days. “I know you wouldn't bail. Zak and I had faith. Unlike some people,” he jerks a thumb in Mark's direction.

“Thought maybe you didn't have it in you anymore,” Mark says, as he spreads his legs out in front of him and clasps his hands behind his neck. “That you lost your nerve.”

“Man's got more nerve in his baby finger than you have your entire body,” Yaz remarks. “And he wasn't bailing on us. He had some shit to take care of back home.”

“What kind of shit?” Mark inquires.

“Shit that isn't any of your business,” Tyler replies, and follows Yaz as he motions him over to the window.

“I figured if you wanted them to know, you'd tell them,” Yaz says, voice low.  “How's things? She's okay?”

“Fainted, hit her head and gave herself a handful of stitches and a concussion. Doctor says her blood pressure was high and she was severely dehydrated. To the point of kidney issues.”

“But she's going to be okay, right? Like it's nothing that could...you know...”

“Nothing that bad.  They've got her on meds. That should keep things normal from here on out.”

“And the baby? Everything's okay?”

“So far. Baby looks healthy, everything is where it's supposed to be, nothing's missing. The date's a little fuckey, but....”

“Fuckey how? You weren't home that day or something?”

“Not like that. Just farther ahead than we thought. Way farther ahead. Almost four months.”

“I mean, I'm no expert, but shouldn't you have known sooner? Like aren't these things obvious before now?”

“Normally. But when has anything ever been normal with us?”

“Well congrats,” Yaz pats him on the back. “Now get neutered okay? Five of you is enough. Did you look over what I sent you?”

Tyler nods.

“What do you think?”

“I think I need to get down there and see things for myself. Old blueprints and land claims and photos mean nothing. I need to get actual eyes on the place. Anyone been coming and going out of there?”

“Lot of weird shit been happening. Mostly people going in and out of the back door.”

“Get a good look at them? Anything that can be used for facial recognition?”

“Always keep their heads down. And there's no security cameras anywhere in that alley. We've checked. Twice.”

“Do people live in the apartments above? They occupied?”

“There's twenty residential apartments and five businesses. We haven't checked with the residents.”

“Someone might have their own security camera,” Tyler suggests. “Fire escapes right? They might be wanting to keep an eye on anyone coming up and down them for safety reasons. What's the alley like back there? How wide?”

“About ten feet. If that. Get a car in there and get blocked in...”

“You're totally fucked,” Tyler concludes.

Yaz nods. 'We've got Tanis down there right now. Doing some recon. We thought we had a sighting of Heather McMann yesterday but it never panned out. She went in the back door, never came back out.”

He frowns. “You've been watching all this time? Who's been watching the cameras when you're not here?”

“That would be me,” Mark pipes up.

“And you never saw anyone come back out?” Tyler inquires. “Whoever this woman was. She just went in and never came back out?”

“Not on my watch.”

“Not on mine either,” Yaz says. “And you know I'm anal about watching my cameras.”

“And she went in yesterday and you never saw her again?” Tyler stares pointedly at Mark. “You're one hundred percent sure that you never saw her.”

“I have eyes.  I can fucking see,” Mark snarls.

“I want to see the footage. Bring it up on the computer, Yaz. You keep that shit, right?”

His friend gives him a look that clearly means that was a ridiculous question to ask. That of course he keeps the footage and how dare you suggest otherwise.

“I just fucking told you!” Mark snaps.

“I know what you told me. And I'm telling you that I want to see the footage.”

Mark jumps up with enough force to send the chair sliding backwards and then toppling to the ground. Crossing the room in four strides, until he's toe to toe with Tyler, who only smirks in response.  “You telling me I don't know how to do my job? I'm FBI you fucking half wit. We do this shit for a living.”

“I'm just saying you might have fucked up. How does she go on and not come back out? Explain that to me.”

“Maybe he fucked up,” Mark nods at Yaz. “Maybe he missed her.”

“I don't fuck up,” Yaz informs him. “Never do I fuck up.”

“I want to see the goddamn footage,” Tyler demands. “What's the problem?”

“You think you can just walk back in here like you never left?” Mark rages. “Like you run the whole show?”

“Well technically it is his job,” Zak attempts to reason. “So he is kinda running things.”

“You take off for a couple of days and think you can just walk back in and...”

“I want to see the fucking footage,” Tyler angrily interjects. “I'm not asking. I'm telling. What's the goddamn issue? Just get on the computer and show me what I want to see.”

“You're an arrogant fuck, Rake. You think you can just take off for a couple of days so you can go home and get your dick wet and...”

Frowning, Tyler steps even closer to Mark.  His tone calm and even, despite the rage that begins to simmer inside of him.  “What the fuck did you just say?”

“Easy...easy...” Yaz lays a hand on his shoulder. “...no reason for this to turn into a thing...”

“It's been a  'thing' right from the beginning,” Mark says. “He's had a hard on for hating me right from the get go. Before he even met me.”

“I didn't need to meet you to know you're a fucking asshole, mate.  I'd heard all about you.  I'd been hoping I wouldn't meet you because I knew I'd probably kill you if I did.”

'Well I'm right here. What's stopping you? If you're as big and tough as you let on you are...”

Tyler smirks. “You're not even worth it.”

“You go home, you get laid, you come back and suddenly you're the boss? Fuck you, Rake. We've been doing all the work while you were off getting your dick sucked...”

“You need to watch your fucking mouth. Don't bring my wife into this.”

“Hey, I get it. I understand. I mean, she gives really good head, am I right?”

His forearm is across McMann's throat before anyone in the room can even react, and he forcefully pushes the other man across the room, slamming him against the back of the door. And as there's chaos and clamour as the Marines and Yaz rush over in an attempt to diffuse the situation, Tyler leans into his full body weight into Mark, further cutting off his airway.

“Don't ever talk about my wife like that.  You don't bring her into your issues with me. Don't say her name. Don't even think about her. Because I will fucking kill you and I won't feel the least bit sorry about it.”

“You can't stand it can you,” Mark chokes out.  “That I was with her before you.  Fucking her before you were. You can't stand thinking about it, can you.”

“I don't give a shit about any of that. She had a life before me. You know what I give a shit about? All the things that you did to her. How you fucked her head up. You're a real man, Mark. Putting your hands on a woman that's half your size. Did it make you feel big and tough? When you were beating the shit out of her? I bet it made you feel like a real big man, didn't it.”

“You have no clue what went on.  How she pushes and pushes and...”

“Oh I know. I know what she can be like, trust me. But you know what? I don't put my fucking hands on her. Because I'd kill myself if I ever even thought about it. I don't give a shit what she does or what she says or how big of a pain the ass she can be, you don't do shit like that.  You're a coward. You beat on women because you can't take on someone your own size. Well I'm right here. You want to take a shot, just do it.”

“Yeah...that's not a good idea...” Yaz pipes up. “...not a good idea at all.  So can you two comparing your dicks long enough for us to get some work done? Because I'd really like to get this job over and done with. And you two assholes are not helping.”

“Do it...” Tyler takes a step back, removing his arm from Mark's throat.  “...I'm right here, fuck head. What? Suddenly you're not so tough? It's a whole different ball game when you've got someone your own size willing to take you on, isn't it.”

“Not exactly a fair fight,” Yaz says. “You've got like six inches on him and probably fifty pounds, so...”

“Not to mention you would kill him,” Nathan adds. “You know, considering the shit you've done to people with your bare hands.”

“Typical for guys like you, Rake, “ Mark scoffs. “All show and no go. All those muscles don't mean shit when you got nothing to back them up.”

“I've got plenty to back them up, mate. All you've got is that mouth of yours. Constantly fucking running it. And I won't hesitate being the guy that knocks all your teeth out. So keep fucking testing me. See how far you can push me. Go ahead.”

“No, don't,” Yaz manages to get between them.  “Don't push him. This is not what we're here for. We're here for those two kids. This job has gone on long enough and I'm tired and I'm pissed and I'm irritated as fuck. So stop the pissing contest. Both of you. I get it, Mark's a huge dick and he deserves to have the shit kicked out of him for what he did to Esme. But can you at least rein all this in until after the job is done? Let's get those kids the fuck out of there and then you can drag him out into the street and finally beat the shit out of him. But for now...” he lays his hands on Tyler's shoulders and pushes him backwards. “...you need to calm the fuck down and focus. I need you to focus. You're not good to me or those kids if your heads not on straight. Right?” he lightly slaps his friend on the cheek. “Right?”

Tyler nods.

“Get your shit together. I need your head in the game. And you...” he turns to glare at Mark.  “...get off his jock and quit trying to cause shit with him. Because he will do some serious damage and not one of us in here has the balls to try and stop him when he gets doing. Talk a walk or something. Go and get us coffee. Food. Make yourself useful. Maybe one of you boys can go with him. Calm him the hell down. We do not need this shit!”

“I'll do it,” Zak offers, albeit reluctantly. “You wanna come with, Nate? Stretch your legs? I promise I won't push him into traffic. Unless...” he playfully bumps Tyler's shoulder with his own. “...you want me to. Blink one for yes, twice for no.”

Tyler chuckles. “It's all good, mate. You keep your hands clean. He'll get what's coming to him.”

“That a threat?” Mark asks from the doorway.

“Naw...” Tyler shakes his head. “...that's a promise.”

****

“You good?”   Yaz asks, after the commotion has finally settled down and he sits at his laptop, bringing up the file containing the camera footage from the day before.

“I'm good,”  Tyler replies, and drags over a chair, turning it backwards before sitting down on it. “Fucking guy gets under my skin. I shouldn't let him, but he just doesn't stop.”

“He's like one of those sea dwelling amoebas that you can only see under a microscope yet they burrow into you and start causing all kinds of shit from the inside out.”

Tyler arches both brows.

“Remind me about it later. I'll show you. There's some cool shit about them on Youtube. Look, I know he's a pain in the ass. I've wanted to kill himself about ten times since yesterday. But he's doing this on purpose. To get a rise out of you. To get in your head. Stopping letting assholes like that take up space in your head without paying rent.”

“You been talking to my wife? Because you sound just like her.”

“Well, brilliant minds think alike. Although I question her intelligence and her sanity considering she willingly took up with you. I can't begin to imagine what she saw in you. Not even in the slightest.”

“Start using more than five pound weights in the gym and you can look like this too. Might take you forty years, but...”

“I will have you know, my lady is happy and satisfied.”

“Lady, huh? The one from the coffee shop? Shelly? Sherry? Whatever the hell her name is? The one I saw half naked.”

“Siobhan. And I'm still pissed at you about that. Cockblocking wasn't on your resume when you applied for the job. You at least like what you saw?”

Tyler chuckles. “You want me to rate your 'lady' or whatever the fuck she is?”

“I'll go first if you want. I'll rate Esme and then...”

“Yeah, no. Don't do that. Because I will have to kill you and it would break my heart a bit because I kind of like you. So...”

“I'd put her at a ten, by the way. If that makes a difference.”

“When have you seen enough to rate my wife? Is there something you're not telling me about?”

“I've seen her in a bathing suit. Ten. Definitely a ten. You lucky fucker.”

“Well, it's a ten plus, actually. But stop talking about my wife like that, for fuck sake.”

“You should be flattered. That guys find her attractive. They like what they see but she sticks with you.”

“I am flattered. But it also pisses me off. So...”

“Your turn. What did you think? At least a ten, right? Come on. I know you're married but I also know you look. We all look. Human nature. You like what you see?”

He shrugs. “I'll give her an eight. Nine at the most.”

“Fuck you, Tyler. I gave Esme a ten.”

“Because she is a ten. What I saw was an eight at the lowest and nine at the highest. I'm not into red heads. Plus she's not you...top heavy...”

'I forgot. You're a boob man. Is it true that when women have kids they get bigger? The boobs?”

“We are not talking about my wife's tits. So can we get on with this?”

“Just tell me if it's true. Do they?”

“It's not the kids that make them bigger, dumb ass. It's when they're pregnant with the kids. Pick up a fucking book or look it up on the internet. Why are you asking me?”

“Because you're kind of an expert. You've been through it three times. Now four if we count the one in the oven. So it's true then? You've experienced this yourself?”

“If I give you an answer will you shut the fuck up and get to work?”

“Swear on my mother's grave.”

“Your mother is still alive,” Tyler reminds him.

“My grandmother's than. True or not? Just a one word answer.  Seeing as your so sensitive about this.”

“True. Now can we do this? While I'm still young enough to not be collecting an old age check? Fuck sake. Let's go.”

“So are you really doing it?” Yaz asks, as he puts in the approximate time of the day they'd seen the woman they'd thought was Heather McMann.  “Leaving? Calling it a day?”

“When this is over, yeah. I've got five million reasons not to stick around. And five that are even more important. I've got a family, Yaz. And they deserve to have me around. Not just some of the time. All the time.”

“You're going to drive Esme crazy,” Yaz chuckles. “Being around all that much.”

“I already drive her crazy. What's your point?”

“You're not worried you're going to get bored? Having nothing to do?”

“I'll find things to do. I've got four kids to help take care of. In a few months until be five. That'll keep me busy enough. I don't need to be out killing people.”

“Daddy Tyler,”  Yaz grins.  “Can't wait to see that. I mean, I've seen it before, obviously. But I can't wait to see it at full force. You going to start coaching little league and soccer and driving a mini van?”

“Fuck you, Yaz.”

“You're going to start wearing cardigan sweats and growing your hair out and shaving off your beard,” he laughs. “You're going to turn into a regular Mister Rogers. You and your Starbucks and your deck shoes and your hipster haircut.”

“I honestly will punch you in the throat.”

“I kid, I kid. I can never see you doing anything of those things. And I'd probably put a hit out on you if you ever did do any of those things. You guys gonna stay in Colorado?”

“No. We're leaving. As soon as we can.”

“Back to Australia?”

Tyler nods.

“Can't say that surprises me. You guys were a lot happier when you were there. Didn't fight as much. Things just seemed to change when you guys went to Colorado. And not for the better either.  That's where all the shit started to happen.”

Tyler can't deny that.

“It's like there's something bad in the air. Some bad fucking karma or juju or something. You guys will be happier back in Australia. I'm going to miss you guys. Especially those kids.”

“You can come and visit. I'm leaving the job. Not the people connected to it.”

“See, you will miss me.”

“Of course I will. Everyone needs a dorky friend, right?”

“You know, you start out so well and you go so wrong,” Yaz chuckles, and then stops the footage on the screen. “So, this is the camera in the back alley that I set up. And this is her. The one we thought was Heather McMann.”

Tyler leans forward in his chair, squinting his eyes. “Can you make it bigger?”

“Can I make it bigger,” Yaz scoffs, as he zooms in on the still. “Of course I can.”

Frowning, Tyler pulls his SAT phone out of the side pocket on his cargo shorts and brings up the photo gallery; selecting a picture he'd saved of the woman in question and then holding it up to the screen.

“Looks like her,” Yaz says. “Sort of? Right?”

“That's her. That is definitely her.”

“How can you tell?”

“Look at the marks on her face. The photo I have is when she was being 'held',” he makes air quotes around the last word. “So the bruises were still fresh. Now they're healing and not as noticeable, but they're still there. In the exact same places. Zoom in on her left hand.”

Yaz does what he's told.

“Same tattoo in the exact same place. And her rings are the same. Same engagement ring, same wedding band. There's no way that's not her. And she never came back out? What time is it...” he checks his watch. “...she's been in there for over eighteen hours? No fucking way.”

“If she came out, she didn't come out the back door.”

“You have cameras on the front?”

“You're asking a lot of stupid questions today,”  Yaz sighs, and brings up the footage from the other camera, slowly scrolling through it, frame by frame.  

“Has there been any sign of the kids?” Tyler asks.

“None. Whatsoever. But she did take food and shit in with her. So...”

“Still doesn't mean those kids are in there. She could have been bringing that to people she's working with.”

“You think the shop could be a front for something?”

Tyler shrugs. “This is so fucked up, anything is possible. Stop it. Go back about fifteen seconds.”

Yaz complies, then leans closer to the screen. “Sonofabitch...”

“She came out the front door. She changed her clothes and put a hat on and she walked right out. Right fucking in front of us,” Tyler sighs heavily, then runs his hands over his face. “Fuck!”

“She knows someone is watching her,” Yaz concludes. “It's why she changed her clothes and put a hat on.”

“Fuck!” Tyler rages, as he stands up and kicks the chair across the room. “Fuck!!”

Yaz remains silent.

“How the fuck did you guys miss that? She walked right out the goddamn front door! How the fuck does that happen? She's right across the street! Why did no one go over there and see if it was her when you saw her on camera? You thought it was her but didn't go and check it out? What the fuck, Yaz?!”

“I get it. You're upset. And you've got a right to be. But....”

“I'm not upset. I am beyond upset. Way beyond it  How did you guys fuck up this bad? Four people in this goddamn room, Tanis on the street, and not one person thought to go and see if it was Heather McMann? Not one of you thought that was a good idea?”

“In all fairness, you're the expert and you weren't here so...”

“They're Marines! They know how to take someone down if they have to. Jesus fucking Christ...” he punches a gaping hole in one of he walls. “...how the fuck does this happen?! She was right there. Right across the street. And not one of you went to get her. Who was watching the cameras? Who fucked up? Who didn't see her come back out?”

“I'll give you three guess. But you're only going to need one.”

“Of course it was Mark. Of course it was. That fucking prick!”  Tyler lays his palms against the wall and drops his chin to his chest, attempting to calm himself. “This is a big fuck up. A huge fuck up. An epic fuck up.”

Yaz nods in agreement.

“She was right there and we could have had her. She could have lead us right to those kids.  And not one of you went to see if it was her for sure.”

“We fucked up,” Yaz admits. “Big time.”

“You think?!”

Neither of them speak for several minutes; Yaz waiting for Tyler to fully calm down. He knows it would be a huge mistake; to even utter a single word when his friend is so worked up. Eventually Tyler moves; grabbing a bottle of water from a cooler one of the others had brought with them, twisting off the cap and downing half.

“She come back?” he asks. “Any sign of her returning?”

“None. And I scoured the tapes. Twice. She hasn't come back. Think she will?”

Tyler shrugs. “She knows she's being watched. She knows you guys are here.”

“Think she knows you're here?”

“Probably not. I'm pretty much non existent right now.  There's no sign of me coming into New Zealand. No flight manifesto, no real sign of me on any of the cameras, I haven't used a bank card or a credit card, Nik ordered the car under a different name. So we at least didn't fuck that up.”

“We still have the element of surprise,” Yaz concludes. “At least where you're concerned.”

Tyler nods.

“So we just wait? To see if she comes back? What do you think?”

“I need to get down there. Get my own eyes on things.”

“Could make you. If anyone sees you. If she sees you.”

“Guess it's too late now to worry about it, yeah? If they're going to find out, they're going to find out. But I need to get down there. See things for myself. I don't think it's safe yet to actually go into the building. No way of knowing if there's anyone in there. And if there is, how many there are. I'm not walking into a massacre. Fuck that.”

“You're armed, aren't you.”

“I've got a fucking Glock, Yaz. What good will that do against bigger weapons? It won't do shit. I'd get two, three shots and that's it. We need to know exactly what's going on down there. Any way of getting eyes inside?”

“I could get a hold of my guy. I'm sure he's got the tech. I'll give him a call,” he pulls out his own SAT phone. “What are you going to do?”

“I'm going to go down there and check shit out,” he finishes off the water, tossing the empty bottle into the garbage before heading for the door. “Keep an eye on things. Message me if you see anyone that looks even remotely like her. Can you do that?”

Yaz nods. “Be careful, okay? Don't get yourself killed the first day.”

“Just watch my back,” Tyler responds, and then steps out the door.

[bigirlshit]

please drop songs that are good for c r y i n g to i have like 2 and one of them is heather sO

also i’m probs gonna need this bc school is fucking starting again

[igothedistance-blog]

And again 7 years later...

Facebook Notes… 4 and then 3 years later! So I did one of these facebook trend notes 4 years ago. I thought it would be funny to compare then and now!

Pretty much because I’m bored out of my mind right now.

a-z

March 1, 2009 at 9:31pm VS October 13, 2013 at 11:51pm VS

December 27, 2016 vs. July 2, 2020

A-Z

A - Available: . ..  >  Yep > Yep > Yep > Yep

Age: 16  >  21 > 24 > 28

Annoyance: there are so many things.  >  Pessimism > Underestimation - Animal: my cat and my dog (Tiger and Tobi)  >  Lola the puppy > Lola (4) > Patrick the cat (12)

B - Beer: : /  > umm Mic. Ultra > Stella Artois - Mr. Blue Sky

Birthday: may 18 > same > same - 

Best friend: TM and AAH > TM, AAH, MOT, BR, AW, AB, JB > Same - AAH - Body Part on opposite sex: -  > Eyes > same - > DD, ZE, & the other usual suspects

Best feeling in the world: reaching the top of the mountain > feeling like I’m where I’m supposed to be > being myself with friends and no inhibitions - 

Blind or Deaf: umm… > blind > same - 

Best weather: 40/50 degrees. not too cold. not too hot. > 50s/60s > same - same 

Been in Love:still waiting on that one > been infatuated. (so no) > not yet - nope

Been on stage : frightening but memorable : ) > same > same - Improv Shows 

Believe in Magic: Not particularly > sadly, no > same - nope

Believe in Santa: I did… > for the kiddies! > Yeah looking back, I believed way too long > aww

C - Candy: twizzlers, sour patch watermelon, junior mints >Twizzlers & Sour patch watermelon > same + anything Cadbury and Maltesers - 

Color: purple > purple > powder blue - 

Chocolate/Vanilla: twist > twist > twist - 

Chinese/Mexican Food: quesadillas vs. sweet and sour chicken …? cant choose > STILL CAN’T CHOOSE > still can’t - 

Cake or pie: key lime all the way > yep > yep - 

Continent to visit: Australia > same > same - 

Cheese: feta > same > Parmesan

D - Day or Night: Night > Day > day - 

Dancing in the rain: one of many things i have yet to do > still need to do this! > still haven’t!

E - Eyes: I have the color is debatable. at first glance; brown > I have brown eyes. > they’re truly mostly green, but with brown rims - 

Everyone’s got: ipod > iPhone > iPhone > airpods

F - First thoughts waking up: what time is it? i’m probably late for something > … pretty much the same > how much is today gonna suck? (but not in a depressed way, in an preemptively annoyed kind of way) - 

Food: kiwi > watermelon! > grilled  cheese > same or oberweis oreo shake

G - Greatest Fear: fear > failure > inadequacy - 

Goals: good college > becoming a  wonderful teacher (among about 4 trillion other things) > landing a full time teaching job - Being a better teacher than I am.

Gum: usually something i have with me at all times > Orbit Sweet mint > spearmint whatever - 

Get along with your parents?: … do any teenagers? > Yes > medium > medium

H - Hair Color: red? > Auburn brown > same - w/ touch of blonde on the end

Height: 5'8" > same > same - 

Happy: could be happier > yes > could be happier - same

Holiday: Christmas > same > same > same

How do you want to die: not in any way to do with suffocation. > same > same > same

I - Ice Cream: mint chocolate Chip > B&J Greek Yogurt Raspberry/Chocolate AMAZEBALLS > Hagen Daaz chocolate peanut butter > same

- Instrument: piano > acoustic guitar > my guitar > same

J - Jewelry: rings > ALL THE RINGS > rings > rings

Job: previously Dairy Mat employee > just babysitting for now > Long term teacher substitute > 4th year teacher

K - Kids: most definitely > At least 3 > at least 3 - same 

Kickboxing or karate: Kickboxing > same > same - same

Keep a journal?: only on trips > I TRY to > I try to > I haven’t been trying to. 

L - Love: if only > Not yet. still waitin on that one > still waiting - I may have been in love... but unrequired. 

Letter: G > J > I - what?

 Laughed so hard you cried: Good times : ) > I mean I laugh a Ton.> same > same

M - Milk flavor: Whole > same > 2% - same 

Movies: twilight, HP, He’s Just Not That Into You, The Holiday, Disturbia etc. > The Perks of Being a Wallflower, My Best Friend’s Wedding, Hook > Kings of Summer, super 8 and all the previous ones - same (there are probably ones I could add but I don’t feel like it. 

Motion sickness?: only on large boats… > not really, no > no > no

McD’s or BK: McD’s > McD’s > McD’s > same

N - Number: 12 > 12 OR 7 > same? same?

O - One wish: to be happy > to fall in love and have a great relationship > same > same

P - Perfect Pizza: square cheese and green peppers > BEST > same - same

Pepsi/Coke: Coke (zero) > DIET COKE ONLY > same > same

Q - Quality: high > same > same > same

R - Reason to cry: death, bad day, betrayal, separation > just get it out. let it happen > SAME - same

Reality T.V.: HATE IT! > DOUBLE HATE > LOATHE ENTIRELY - nope nope nope 

Radio Stations: 93.9, 95.5. 96.3 etc. > same > SAME  haven’t listened to radio in a LONG time

 Roll your tongue in a circle: no > no > no - nope

 Ring size: 9 > same > same

S - Song: LOST + Viva La Vida > Think Twice by Eve 6 > All we know by the chainsmokers - Midnight by coldplay 

Shoe size: 10 > same > same - same 

Salad Dressing: Ranch > same > same - greek dressing from greek isles

Sushi: not so much > I’ve learned to accept the california roll > same - I’ve delved into some other ones...

Skinny dipped?: … : P > yes. yes I have. > not since then, though - still haven’t since then

Strawberries/Blueberries: Strawberries > same > blueberries> tbd

T - Tattoos?: probably not > pretty soon, actually! > :) - :) :)

Time for bed: it varies > it varies: usually after 12a > I really need to go to bed earlier - same 

Thunderstorms: love them > LOVE THEM SO MUCH> love love love > same

U - Unpredictable: unfortunately - not really > I’m so predicable. > same > same

V - Vacation spot(s): ideally; Australia. > Australia, Ireland, London > same > I’ve done England, Ireland and Scotland but would totally go back 

W - Weakness: not being able to keep something in > if something is funny, even if its wrong, I cannot keep from laughing > same problems - IDEK

 Which one of your friends acts the most like you: hmmmm idk. we’re more opposite/ complimentary > perhaps Spallison? > I think that’s true but Adriane and I also have a lot in common > Him

- Who makes you laugh the most: TM > I think Adriane > My peeps > Him

- Worst feeling: anticipating the worst; it happens quite often > feeling like I’m alone somehow > being misunderstood and belittled by my family - 

Wanted to be a model: nnnooopppeee > new > no - Nope

Worst Weather?: heavy snow/rain to the point where you cannot see (the roads) > I second that > yes, I agree > good point, me. 

X - X-Rays: not fun. especially when you’re sitting there in pain. > Yeah don’t like those > no bueno > no gracias

Y - Year it is now: 2009 > 2013 > 2016 (but not for much longer) - 2020 and what a #$$&ing year it’s been. 

Yellow: depends on the shade > my current bedroom is actually yellow . but it’s an acceptable shade. > pale yellow I can handle.

Z - Zoo animal: sloth > *self five* same > go us! > agreed!

LAST PERSON WHO… 

1. Slept in a bed beside you;TM > Allison Greene > I can’t remember... Liz 

2. You went to the mall with?; TM > IDR > myself > IDR

3. You went to dinner with? TM and Kail > j'Qwellin and Adriane > Allison Greene > Joe

4. You talked to on the phone? LIZ > Momma > Liz > ASWP customer

5. Made you laugh? Ginny + Lydia > Maggie > Liz > Dylan

6. Hugged you? mi madre > Maggie > Grandma Curcuru > Him

7. Said they loved you? AAH > Sammy > Heather > Mom

8. Held your hand? Sammy > Avery > Anna > Anna

10. You cried over? … : ( > Cory Monteith > Grandpa Curcuru > Me... 

[sunshinevanfleet]

summer ‘78

c h a p t e r  o n e - a flyer in the wind

[disclaimer: none of the images in the banner/any graphics belong to me, all credits go to the respective owners; all i’ve done is edit the images. please excuse me in advance for any historical inaccuracies/discrepancies, i was not alive in the 1970′s. i’m doing my best to research, but i’m not checking every minuscule detail. all events and characters in this series are fictional, or used in a fictional manner.]

a/n: here’s the first chapter of my new series! you can find my series masterpost here! the tag for this series is svfs78! there are still no romantic pairings at the moment, but i’ll be sure to include them when the time comes! hope you lovelies enjoy!

word count: 1.6k

summary: y/n meets a charming stranger in her father’s record shop; little does she know, this is the catalyst for the wildest summer of her life. 

warnings: swearing

You grumbled under your breath as you hurried down the street, late for work. If your dad knew you were late, you’d definitely be in hot water, but what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. With a string of swears, you brushed the sweat-slicked hair off of your forehead and tried to hurry your step even further. Around you, the streets of your little town were busy with bustling morning life.

The sun shone with a renewed vigor, the first official day of summer giving it a new life that it’d been starved of for the past few months. Floating above you, the summer sky sang with a cerulean haze, trembling in the heat of the late morning. Once again, you swept sweat from your brow, feeling the tickle of a single drop slip over the curve of your cheekbone and drip off the angle of your jaw. The heat was killing you already, and you dreaded being at work all day when you could take a few hours to drive to the coast and spend the weekend there. But, your father made it impossible. 

As you shoved the key into the front lock of the shop, a piece of paper was lifted by the wind, and carried your way. You swatted at it, cursing as the fingers of your freehand crumpled around the yellowed and lightly water-damaged flyer. Quickly, you glimpsed the words on the front, reading GRETA VAN FLEET. In the back of your mind, you wondered what it was but pushed the thought away as you dropped it into the bin when you finally got inside. Whatever it was, you wouldn’t have time to check it out with your work schedule, even if you wanted to. 

A sigh floated from your lips as you followed the opening procedures, not paying much attention as you straightened out shelves, cleaned up, and opened up the blinds of the front windows. You could think of a million different ways you’d rather be spending your summer, but you needed the extra money if you were ever going to get your own place. You were so close to being able to move some place nice, but you wanted to have some money to fall back on if you needed it. 

As you settled in your seat behind the counter, listening to the dull riffs of a rock song playing in the background, you wondered what Jackie and Heather were up to. They were your best friends, and Jackie had been your coworker for a couple of years now. She wasn’t scheduled to work for a couple more hours, and you knew you’d be bored out of your mind until she finally showed up. 

You knew Heather was still sleeping, probably curled up in her silk pajamas dreaming of fame and fortune. She was always up-to-date on everything to do with celebrity gossip, and somehow she’d weaseled her way into their circles. She’d met several celebrities that you knew of, and always offered to hook you up. At first, you thought she was joking, but then you saw the pictures. 

Jackie was awake, likely getting ready for work despite the fact that she had several hours before her shift started. She was exponentially more responsible than you, but she had her moments, for sure. You couldn’t count the amount of times that you’d been called to pick her up from a party, drunk and stoned out of her mind. 

The jingle of the bell on the front door interrupted your thoughts, and you glanced up to see a lone guy entering the store. His brown hair skirted his shoulders, and he offered a shy smile as he began to browse. 

“Can I help you with anything?” you asked, peering at him over your book as he fingered through the records. 

“Just lookin’ around,” he replied casually. 

You offered a mere nod in response, but eyed him for a second. Something about him perplexed you; maybe it was the way he carried himself, his cool demeanor and slow, calculated movements. His hands flipped through the vinyls so carefully, almost like he was gathering the feel of every album as his fingers trailed over them. He walked slowly, sauntering around the room with some kind of unspoken purpose. 

As he turned away from you, you returned to reading your book. You didn’t want him to catch you staring like some kind of creep. A few minutes later, he approached the counter with a couple of vinyls in his arms, letting them slide from his arms onto the counter as you rang him up. 

The soft sound of his voice interrupted you, making your hand stutter as he handed you his money. “Come here often?” You heard the tease in his voice, but met his eyes just to be sure he was kidding.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the bogus line, something that would normally make you scoff. It was kind of endearing coming from him. 

“Yeah, I work here,” you replied with a laugh. He grinned, obviously amused that he’d made you smile. “How ‘bout you?” 

He shrugged. “Not really. It’s my first time,” he said, in an exaggerated whisper.

You rolled your eyes. “Not much here,” you shrugged. “What’re you here for? I know it can’t be a vacation.” You thought of your town, settled in the desert and as barren as the land surrounding it. You’d rather be anywhere in the world than stuck in your shitty little town. 

“Oh definitely,” the guy replied. “I love dust in my eyes every time it gets windy.” He winked at you playfully, and you laughed. 

“Seriously, though,” he continued. “I’m here for some work stuff. No biggie.”

“Must be a real bummer, forcing you to come here.” You wrinkled your nose as you stuffed his receipt into his bag, pushing it toward him.

“Nah, it’s a pretty bitchin’ job.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t believe it,” you chuckled. 

“Guess you’ll just have to wait and see, then.” 

“Guess I will.”

You watched as he smiled playfully at you and took his bag, headed for the door. Before he could leave, he turned back to face you. “What’d you say your name was again?”

You quirked an eyebrow at him. “I didn’t. But it’s Y/N.”

“All right… See ya, Y/N.”

“See ya…” you trailed.

“Jake.”

“See ya, Jake.”

You weren’t sure you ever would. 

A couple hours later, Jackie showed up for her shift. Her shocks of white-blonde hair were wild, as usual, but her expression was bright. She practically danced in the door, her striped t-shirt tucked in half-heartedly and her mascara smeared. You could feel the excitement buzzing off of her as she joined you behind the counter, propping her feet on an empty box. 

“What’s up with you?”

She grinned at you, bouncing at her seat. She was probably happy you’d finally entertained her energy, for once.

“So, I was talking to Heather last night, and this awesome band is in town for the weekend. I was thinking that we should go… Can you dig it?” She quirked an eyebrow at you, the words flying from her mouth at a hundred miles per hour. You sighed as you sat back, crossing your arms over your chest.

“No, way. You know I have to work late all weekend. What band is it, anyway?” 

Jackie rolled her eyes at you, as if you were being the most obtuse person she’d ever met. With a sigh, she glanced out the window and pointed out one of the flyers. “It’s Greta Van Fleet. You haven’t seen all the flyers?”

“I’ve seen them, Jackie. Who are they?”

She groaned. “I know you’re joking…” When you said nothing, her face deepened into a frown. 

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, the bell on the door jingled and you saw the face of Heather. It wasn’t uncommon for Heather to show up and hang out around the record shop, even though she technically wasn’t supposed to. But what your father didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. 

“Heather! Tell Y/N about the concert!”

Heather’s face brightened instantly, and she leaned on the counter when she reached the two of you. “Oh, yeah. You have to come. It’s gonna be far out,” Heather enthused. She brushed a long strand of dark hair out of her eyes, and continued. “We’re gonna crash the after party and everything.”

You rolled your eyes. “I have work. I don’t even know how you manage to get in all these after parties, anyway.”

“Her sister’s in Playboy,” Jackie butted in, as if that actually made any difference.

“Yeah, Lisa’s in Playboy. I’m practically famous.”

“Oh my god,” you huffed in exasperation, flipping to the next page of your book even though you hadn’t really been paying attention. “I don’t have time for this.”

“You seriously can’t come to the concert?” Heather pouted. 

“No. My dad would kill me.”

“You’ve gotta start standing up for yourself. He can’t control you forever, you know.” Jackie said.

“I need this job, guys. How else am I ever gonna move out?” You glanced between them, but they were both silent. With a sigh, you shook your head and dropped your book onto the counter. 

After a moment, Heather spoke up again. “At least come to the after party.”

“What?” you gawked at her.

“Oh, please! You need to get out! Your life is a total drag. You never do anything fun!”

“She’s right, Y/N,” added Jackie, her tone sheepish. 

You groaned, frowning at the both of them. 

“What time does it start?”

[alystayr]

Playlist musicale 2019 (2/2)

Liste des chansons (playlist 2019 - part. 2)

Mise à jour : 31 décembre 2019

playlist 2019 (part.2), playlist 2019 (part. 1)

playlist 2018 (part. 2), playlist 2018 (part. 1)

playlist 2017 (part. 2), playlist 2017 (part. 1)

playlist 2016 (part. 2), playlist 2016 (part. 1)

playlist 2015

0-9 #

16 Horsepower - American Wheeze (1996)

A

AaRON - Blouson Noir (2015)

Abd Al Malik - Le jeune noir à l’épée (2019)

The Afghan Whigs - Algiers (2014)

Air - Alpha Beta Gaga (2004-2016)

Alabama Shakes - Don’t Wanna Fight (2015)

Alice In Chains -  Rainier Fog (2018)

Angels of Light - Dawn (2005)

Aphrodite’s Child - Rain and tears (1968)

Archive - Erase (2019)

Louis Armstrong - St. James Infirmary (1928)

B

The B52's - Planet Claire (1979)

The Beatles - All You Need Is Love (1967)

Beck - Saw Lightning (2019)

Belle and Sebastian - Sister Buddha (2019)

Bénabar - Y'a une fille qu'habite chez moi (2001)

The Beta Band - Dry The Rain (1997)

Björk - Declare Independence (2008)

The Black Keys - Go (2019)

Blue Oyster Cult - (Don't Fear) The Reaper (1976)

Blur - There’s No Other Way (1991)

Joe Bonamassa - Lonesome Christmas (2016)

David Bowie - When I'm Five (1967)

Georges Brassens - Les copains d'abord (1964)

Jacques Brel - Mathilde (1963)

John Butler Trio - Bully (2017)

C

Cage The Elephant - Shake Me Down (2011)

Calexico - The Ballad of Cable Hogue (2000)

Calogero - En Apesanteur (2002)

Captain Kid - We & I (2012)

Johnny Cash (cover Nine Inch Nails) - Hurt (2002/1994)

Chloé - One in other (2010)

The Clash - White Riot (1977)

Johnny Clegg & Savuka - Asimbonanga (1987)

Eddie Cochran - Summertime Blues (1958)

Cocoon - Back To One (2019)

Cold War Kids - Passing the Hat (2006)

Chris Cornell - Seasons (from Singles) (1992)

Cypress Hill (feat. Chino Moreno and Everlast) - (Rock) Superstar (2000)

D

Dead Kennedys - Kill The Poor (1980)

Depeche Mode - Enjoy the Silence (1990)

dEUS - Instant Street (1999)

Dolly - Comment taire (2002)

The Doors - Love Street (1968)

Dr. John - Right Place Wrong Time (1973)

Bob Dylan - Hurricane (1975)

E

Eels - You Are The Shining Light (2018)

Eiffel - Cascade (2019)

Lisa Ekdahl (cover Betty Hutton) - It's Oh So Quiet (1997/1951)

Eminem - Venom (2018)

Eurythmics - Here Comes The Rain Again (1983)

F

Mylène Farmer - Des larmes (2018)

Les Fatals Picards - La Sécurité de l'Emploi (2007)

Fine Young Cannibals - Johnny Come Home (1985)

Florence + the Machine - Jenny of Oldstones (from Game of Thrones) (2019)

Foals - What Went Down (2015)

Foo Fighters - Best Of You (2005)

Foster The People - Pumped up Kicks (2011)

Future Islands - Fall From Grace (2014)

G

Peter Gabriel - Shock The Monkey (1982)

Liam Gallagher - One Of Us (2019)

Jean-Jacques Goldman - Je marche seul (1985)

The Good, The Bad & The Queen - Gun To The Head (2019)

Kim Gordon - Sketch Artist (2019)

Gossip - Standing In the Way of Control (2006)

Gravenhurst - The Collector (2007)

Juliette Gréco (cover Léo Ferré) - Jolie Môme (1961)

Grinderman - Man In The Moon (2007)

H

Nina Hagen - African Reggae (1979)

Ben Harper & Charlie Musselwhite - The Bottle Wins Again (2018)

PJ Harvey - Rid Of Me (1993)

The Jimi Hendrix Experience - Purple Haze (1967)

Kristin Hersh - The Cuckoo (1994)

Jacques Higelin - Paris-New York, New York-Paris (1974)

I

Interpol - The Weekend (2019)

Iron Maiden - Flight of Icarus (1983/2019)

Izia - Hey Bitch (2009)

J

Julia Jacklin (cover The Strokes) - Someday (2019/2001)

JAY-Z - Marcy Me (2017)

Joy Division - New Dawn Fades (1979)

Judas Priest - Breaking The Law (1980)

K

Kaiser Chiefs - Don't Just Stand There, Do Something (2019)

Kings of Leon - Family Tree (2013)

Mark Knopfler - Redbud Tree (2012)

L

Mark Lanegan Band - Stitch It Up (2019)

Cyndi Lauper - Girls Just Want To Have Fun (1983)

Bernard Lavilliers & Catherine Ringer - Idées Noires (1983-2014)

Led Zeppelin - No Quarter (1973)

The Lemonheads - Alison’s Starting To Happen (1992)

Linkin Park - Breaking The Habit (2003)

Little Eva - The Loco-Motion (1962)

Luke - Hasta Siempre (2004)

M

Scott McKenzie - San Francisco (1967)

Marcela Mangabeira (cover Michael Jackson) - Human Nature (2008/1982)

Loreena McKennitt - The Lady of Shalott (1991)

Marilyn Manson - God’s Gonna Cut You Down (2019)

Marilyn Manson (cover The Doors) - The End (1967-2019)

Massive Attack - Protection (1994)

Metallica - Seek and Destroy (1983)

Midnight Oil - Forgotten Years (1990)

Eddy Mitchell - Sur la route de Memphis (1976)

Modest Mouse - Lampshades on Fire (2015)

Gary Moore - The Loner (1987)

Moriarty - Isabella (2011)

Muddy Waters - Mannish Boy (1955)

N

The National - Hey Rosey (2019)

Nirvana - Come As You Are (1992)

Nirvana - Negative Creep (1991)

Noir Désir - Bouquet de nerfs (2001)

O

Les Ogres de Barback - Si tu restes (2019)

Mike Oldfield - Tubular Bells (1973)

OrelSan - Dis moi (2018)

P

Vanessa Paradis - Ces mots simples (2018)

Charles Pasi - A Man I Know (2014)

Pearl Jam - Jeremy (1991)

Pink Floyd - Money (1973)

Pixies - Hey (1989)

Placebo - Battle For The Sun (2009)

Iggy Pop - Run Like A Villain (1982)

Portishead - Misterons (1994)

The Pretenders - Middle of the Road (1984)

Q

Queens Of The Stone Age - Regular John (1998)

R

The Raconteurs - Help Me Stranger (2019)

Radiohead - Street Spirit (Fade Out) (1995)

Ram Jam - Black Betty (1977)

Red Hot Chili Pepper - Under The Bridge (1991)

Renaud - Fatigué (1985)

Calvin Russell - Soldier (1992/2011)

S

Saez - Germaine (2019)

Screamin' Jay Hawkins - Constipation Blues (1969)

Screaming Trees - Nearly Lost You (1992)

Seasick Steve - Hobo Low (2006)

Shaka Ponk - My Name Is Stain (2011)

William Sheller - Maintenant Tout Le Temps (1994)

Alan Silvestri - Retour vers le Futur (from Back to the Future) (1985)

Simon & Garfunkle - El Condor Pasa (1970)

Slaves - The Velvet Ditch (2019)

Smoke City - Underwater Love (1997)

Sonic Youth - Bull In The Heather (1994)

Joss Stone (cover The Dells) - The Love We Had (Stays On My Mind) (2012)

Alain Souchon - Presque (2019)

Soundgarden - The Day I Tried To Live (1994)

Supertramp - Give A Little Bit (1977)

T

Taj Mahal - Ain't That A Lot Of Love (1968)

Tame Impala - Patience (2019)

Tarmac - Tu semblante (2001)

Taxi Girl -   Cherchez le Garçon (1980)

Tindersticks - For The Beauty (2019)

Tool - Fear Inoculum (2019)

Tricky (feat. Marta) - Makes Me Wonder (2019)

The Twilight Singers - King Only (2000)

U

U2 - Mysterious Ways (1991)

U2 - Pride (In The Name Of Love) (1984)

Ugly Kid Joe - Cats In The Cradle (1992)

UNKLE - The Lost Highway (2019)

V

Volbeat - Still Counting (2008)

W

Tom Waits - I hope I don’t fall in love with you (1973)

Les Wampas - Ce Soir C'est Noël (1990)

Les Wampas - Chirac En Prison (2003)

The War on Drugs - Pain (2017)

Emily Jane White - Dark Undercoat (2007)

Jim White - Bluebird (2004)

The Who - Behind Blue Eyes (1971)

Wilco - Everyone Hides (2019)

John Williams - Star Wars Main Theme (1977)

Shannon Wright - These Present Arms (2019)

X

Y

Yodelice - Wake Me Up (2010)

Thom Yorke - Not The News (2019)

Z

Zebda - Le Bruit Et L'Odeur (1995)

Rob Zombie - Dead City Radio And The New Gods Of Supertown (2013)

[askthetotallynotsquad]

Boardwalk bros?

Ali: ya know it's okay so sure :3

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Rich: *being calm and stuff and watching egg clam close to home*

Jeremy: Rich what the hell are you doing?

Rich: *sniffles bc it's s a d and he's c r y i n g* watching egg clam close to home-

Jeremy: *sits next to the Rich and hugs him bc they’re all dating??* it’s okay dude

Rich: *hugs the dolphin back* ThE nONMySTErIOus gUy WaS sO meAn aNd nOW hE'tH nICe (not the real plot of sffh- duh)

Jeremy: Rich calm down- it’s okay, isn’t it good that he’s nice?

Rich: weLL- yeah I geuth *calms up*

Jeremy: *holds the Tich bc hes v small*

Tich: I'm v small

Rich: ew go a singular way tich

tich: *:(* okayyy... *goes a singular way*

Jeremy: I- *cuddles the RICH* (idk how to feel typing this)

Rich: *cuddles the JEREMY*

Jeremy: oh my god you are so small it’s amazing

Rich: well

Jeremy: *kisses the Rich* (THIS FEELS WEIRD TO WRITE- but uh- here Jeremy x Rich shippers-)

Rich: *kisses the Jeremy* (I could care less so um \('_')/)

Jeremy: *puts a blanket over the Rich* sleeppppp- you be been crying too much

Rich: *sleeppppps*

Jeremy: *is still holding the Rich bc that’s what people do when they’re dating??* hhh *is playing with the Rich’s hair*

Rich: *slep*

Thunder: hello y’all

Storm: YEEHAW

Rich: *is spooked :0*

Jeremy: *falls off the couch* OW-

Rich: *becomes a caterpillar because he makes a cocoon with the blankets :))))))))) <this is clearly a CATERPILLAR not a WoRm*

Jeremy: richie, what are you doing-

Rich: I am a c a t e r p i l l a r

Jeremy: a cute one

Rich: *:0* all pillarth are cute

Jeremy: you’re the cutest one * boop*

Rich: e

Jeremy: I’ll be right back *kiss owo*

-when Jermey comes back-

Jeremy: Rich...what are you wearing-

Rich: *epically wearing a crop top*

Jeremy: *v v v red* w-why-

Rich: becauthe I feel like it

Jeremy: wait- where did you get that-

Rich: the children's place

Jeremy: oh my god Rich- *picks up the rich*

Rich: *epically is a crop top god*

Jeremy: I don’t know how Michael and Jake will feel about this Rich

Rich: *puts on some epic sunglasses that are way to big for him* I could care less what they think *finger guns*

Jeremy: wow- hey those are my sunglasses-

Rich: overly too bad for you

Jeremy: oh well *puts the Rich down on the Jerems bed??* slep

Rich: no

Jeremy: yesssss *turns off the lights and puts the fairy lights on*

Rich: where is cat *:(*

Jeremy: nononono don’t be sad b- I’ll go get him! *runs downstairs*

Rich: *:((*

Jeremy: *comes back with the cat and sits on the bed* here you go Richh

Rich: *feeds cat a goldfish* here you go babyyyy boiii *uwu pats cat*

Jeremy: aweee *puts his arm around the rich*

-latar-

Rich: *asleep holding cat who is also alseep In his hands uwu*

Cat: *bein heccin ADORABLE*

Jeremy: *fell asleep like on Rich*

Later: cat the whale

Cat: *licks rich's face*

Rich: huhh- *awakens* aweeee hi catt *:3*

Cat: *uwu*

Jeremy: *asleep with his head in Rich’s lap-*

Rich: *slowly gets up and goes outside to play with cat*

Jeremy: *awaken and puts on the Jakey D’s sweatshirt bc he can and walks outside*

Rich: *playing with the epic tiny whale*

Cat: *epically happy*

Jeremy: this is too adorable *takes a picture on his Polaroid bc aesthetic*

Rich: *doot gives cat a goldfish* good boy cat!!

Cat: *I n h a l e*

Jermey: Richie come hereeee

Micheal: *walks in the Jake bc they were being tops somewhere else 😎* Tf is Richie doing??? *confusion*

Jeremy: he’s being adorable with cat *still wearing the Jakey D’s sweatshirt*

Jake: nah b- I think you’re the adorable one right now *wraps his arm around the Micheal??? Sure??? Idk I’m not Micheal-*

Jeremy: Jake- I don’t think you’re getting this sweatshirt back anytime soon

Jake: eh- I’ll just steal Micah’s then

Micheal: why is it always my stuff!? *:(*

Jeremy: don’t be sad!! *hugs the michael*

Jake: *hugs both of them bc why not*

Jeremy: awe I love you guys

Micheal: Well what if I love you guys more?

Jake: Well what if I love you guys the most-?Richie! Come here!

Jeremy: Jake stooooop *leans on the jake*

Jake: noooooo *kisses his head?? Ok*

Jeremy: *hugs the Jake???*

Micheal: Did Richie die or something???? Richhhhhhhhhh

Jeremy: he probably took Cat on a walk, it’s okay

Rich: *teehee made a plan with cat so um yeah whispers* 3.. 2.. 1

Cat: *pretend bites rich's neck so it looks like he died*

Rich: AHHHHHHHHHhhhhh *pretend dies uwu*

Jeremy: OH JESUS CHRIST RICH *epically runs to the rich*

Rich: *even has fake blood and stuff cause he's really good at these kinds of things*

Jeremy: CAT WHAT THE HELL?? Rich come on..wake up..*actually sobbing bc hes v v v sensitive*

Rich: *gets up* YOU'VE JUST WALKED THE PRANK THIS IS A HIDDEN CAMERA SHOW THERE'S CAMERAS UH- *points to his phone* THERE!! *proud of himself :D*

Cat: *dances*

Jeremy: RICHARD GORANSKI YOU SCARED ME HAVE TO DEATH! NO- TO DEATH! JESUS CHRIST *hugs the short man*

Rich: *hugs the jerem* teEhEE

Jeremy: *picks up the Rich*

Rich: ew heighth *clings onto Jeremy:0*

Jeremy: you’re only 6 feet off the ground- it’s okay babe

Rich: b u t th t i l l

Jeremy: *sits on the grass still holding le Rich* what about now?

Rich: better thank you very much

Jeremy: *le kiss* you’re welcome

Rich: so how do you feel about me being in a crop top *epic gaymer*

Jeremy: not gonna lie, it’s kinda hot

Rich: *blushy boye eek* i-i didn't expect you t-to thay that-

Ali: (bicycles- horray-?)

Jeremy: you asked me so I’m speaking the truth *kiss owo*

Rich: *kiss uwu*

Jeremy: kinky

Rich: you don't even know *;)*

Ali: (I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry)

Jeremy: *big blush boye* oh?

Rich: teahee

Jeremy: *picks up le Rich and walks inside* cuddles and movie- pleaseeee

Rich: y o th *snatches a blanket*

Jeremy: *puts le Rich down on le couch*

Rich: I mutht siat on your epic lap

Jeremy: go ahead *turns le tv on*

Rich: *sits on Jeremy's lap :0*

Jeremy: *wraps his arms around le Rich’s waist*

Rich: *epically puts on heathers but genderswap* love thith movie

Jeremy: you and your little heathers obsession

Rich: it'th a good movie okay?!

- latar -

Rich: *epically starts freaking out when jd explodes herself bc the fire and stuff*

Jeremy: you okay Rich?

Rich: mhmm *clearly not fine bc he's c r y i n g*

Jeremy: *turns le Rich around bc hes still in the jerems lap??* is it because of the fire..?

Rich: no I'm f-fine *still crying oh my orange juice*

Jeremy: *hugs le Rich* Rich, everything is okay now..

Rich: iM fINE *pushes germ (Jeremy) off him on my sticky cricket*

Jeremy: Rich, you’re crying-

Rich: no I'm n-not im fine. *turns away from Jeremy Oh my crunchy lightbulb*

Jeremy: Rich come on, we’ve all seen you cry before, we don’t like seeing you sad and you can talk to us-

Rich: *turns back to germ* WELL I DONT WANT YOU GUYTH TO THEE ME AS A CRY BB! *>:(* *runs off Oh my syrupy peacock*

Jeremy: Rich- we would never see or call you a crybaby-

Rich: *runs to his room shook door* ( he's way too dramatic and I don't care )

Jeremy: *knocks on the door* c’mon Rich..we don’t see you as a crybaby- you have emotions, it’s normal. And besides we know how fire makes you feel, it’s okay now, it’s all over, Jakes fine, Michael’s fine, I’m fine and you survived

Rich: I with I didn't-

Jeremy: Rich don’t say that..I love you..

Rich: that'th kinda gay-

Jeremy: rich just- open the door- I NEED to hug you

Rich: id rather not tho-

Jeremy: I know you’ll be looking for attention later then

Rich: try me! *>:)*

Jeremy: okay bye! *walks downstairs*

Later: eek

Rich: *walks downstairs* jeremyyyyy

Jeremy: *playing Minecraft* Rich it’s 2 in the morning what’s wrong?

Rich: I want h u g th

Jeremy: Rich what did I tell you earlier- shouldn’t you be sleeping?

Rich: n o. Altho I can't thleep with all the noitheth coming from Jake'th room

Jeremy: you can sleep in my room if you want *keeps playing Minecraft* they’re at it again, aren’t they?

Rich: I think-? I don't know. C u d d l e m e *sits down and wraps his arms around the jerem*

Jeremy: *puts his arm around le Rich* go to sleep shortie

Like 5 minutes Later: crunchy lightbulb

Rich: *asleep :0*

Jeremy: knew it *picks up le Rich and puts him in his room, down on his bed* (he put him in Jeremy’s room because he couldn’t sleep in his own)

Rich: *leeches onto a pillow* (cause that's what I do and if I'm rich then I geuss he does it too?? Idk)

Jeremy: *lays down next to le Rich bc they be dating*

Rich: *leeches onto Jeremy*

Jeremy: night Rich *le sleep*

Latar

Rich: *wakes up and makes chocolate chip pancakes cause they taste g o o d*

Jeremy: *walks into the kitchen half awake* Rich what are you doing-

Rich: making chocolate chip pancakes! *:D*

Jeremy: be carful- *yells as he’s walking upstairs* don’t hurt yourself!

-latar-

Rich: *made pancakes and walks upstairs* Jeremyyyyyy I have pancakessss *:)))*

Jeremy: ooooo! I bet they taste amazing babe!

Rich: *sksksksksk gives the pan* heere

Jeremy: *v long kiss* thank youuuuu

Rich: *surfer voice* no problemo my radical dude *surfer stuff*

Jeremy: *picks up me rich* stop being so cute!!

Rich: *angeri* I'm nOT cute!!

Jeremy: I don’t want to fight with you right now- you’re adorable *kiss*

Rich: *v v v long kiss uwu*

Jeremy: wow Richie getting feisty *smirk teehee*

Rich: *red boye eek*

Jeremy: *picks him up, v v v long kiss*

Rich: *even redder boye but v v v long kiss*

Jeremy: *makes out with thy Rich oops*

Rich: *sister shook*

Jeremy: Rich- you have a um- *coughs* B O N E R

Rich: oH *voicecracks* uM *hides under a blanket* tHAth fUn-

Jeremy: wow, I never knew I was that hot

Rich: have you looked in the mirror?

Jeremy: *sits on thu bed* you’re the hot one Goranski

Rich: *sticks his head out from under the blanket* what do you mean, I'm alwayth cold- *smirks :0*

Jeremy: oh my god stop *cuddles thy Rich*

Rich: *tries to escape from thy jerem* Can i have pancaketh nowwww

Jeremy: yes shortie *smiles at thy rich*

Rich: *inhales his pancakes because why would he eat Jeremy's?* y u m

Jeremy: why don’t you eat me like that

Rich: *almost falls over* wHAT- *blushing mess*

Jeremy: *in tears laughing* YOU’RE SO RED-

Rich: wELL-!

Jeremy: *rolling on the floor* OH MY GOD RICH!!

Rich: *jwj*

Jeremy: awe I’m sowwy Richieee

Rich: pft- what wath that?!

Ava: (that was possession)

Jeremy: what was what? Did I dot something wronggggg

Rich: *kiss uwu* nope!

Jeremy: yes

Rich: whyyy

Jeremy: because I'm a bad boyfriend

Rich: why would you thay that-

Jeremy: I don't give you enough affectionnnnnnn

Rich: then give me affection-

Jeremy: *jumps on thy rich*

Rich: thith youre warm

Jeremy: why thank you

Rich: eek *$qúïřmş*

Jeremy: stop moving I want loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Rich: *stops $qúïřmīñ*

Jeremy: hihihuhhdghegdb * h u g *

Rich: * g u h *

Jeremy: *:0*

Rich: *e m o r j y h t s e s s i k*

Jeremy: *kissesthyrich*

Rich: *kissesthyjeromebutitskissier*

Jeremy: are you trying to make out with me, again?

Rich: n o o o o o :o

Jeremy: lies

Rich: but do you want to make out with me again ith the quethtion

Jeremy: that's your own choice

Rich: *????*

Jeremy: you can if you want- *big blush man*

Rich: *skskskskkkskksksksks idk man*

Jeremy: wait- Rich, are you a vsco girl

Rich: ew no *makes out with thy germ*

Rich: *becomes hotter every seconday*

Jeremy: oh!-

Rich: *uwo*

Jeremy: you're a good kisser goranski *kiss owo*

Rich: *red bi* uno reverthe card *kiss uwuwu*

Jeremy: me? A good kisser? Oh please

Rich: oh reallyyyy? why would I kith you if you were a bad kither?

Jeremy: i- um- *v v v v v v red*

Rich: *;)))))))))*

Jeremy: *BIG BLUSH MAN*

Rich: *giggles* jeremy- um- you realize I'm on top of you right-?

[927roses-and-stuff]

Tagged by @kokomobunny

7- 7 Years Old by Lukas Graham

7- 7 Rings by Ariana Grande

0- Zero to Hero by Hercules Cast (shut up that counts😂😂)

1- 12:51 by Krissy and Erika

D - Dancing Queen by Abba

E- Eenie Meenie by Sean Kingston and Justin Beiber

A - À mon âge by Lou

T - The Pitiful Children from the Be More Chill Soundtrack

H- Helpless from the Hamilton soundtrack

L- Lifeboat from the Heathers soundtrack

Y- You and I by JRA

H- Hawak Kamay by Yeng Constantino

A- Anybody Have A Map from the Dear Evan Hansen Soundtrack

L- La Vie En Rose by Edith Piaf

F- Fireflies by Owl City

B- Bakit Pa by Jessa Zaragoza

L- Lost In Stero by All Time Low

O- Ours by Taylor Swift

O- Obvious by Hey Monday

D- Dear Maria, Count Me In by All Time Low

P- Perfect by Simple Plan

R- Raindrops by Before You Exit

I- I’m Gonna Love You Through It by Martina McBride

N- Never Have I Ever by Megan Nicole

C- Carry On My Wayward Son by Kansas

E- Everytime We Touch by Cascada

S- Say Anything (Else) by Cartel

S-Strong from The Lightning Thief Musical Soundtrack

@andromesia @128andfalling @ggracee @rielbooksva @sd1970x @lex-pacito @year-of-the-kitty @sweetdreamcupcakequeen @raevofdamned @roseria31 @thebingequeen @origamieater @bloody-no-kissu @thecaffeinebookwarrior @memesandanimestuff @superwholockhobbit @cherryslushy @literalstruggs @demonbook @save-catra-from-the-horde-2019 @bananagreste @banannabeth @the-lightning-strikes-again @as-per-usual @holykyungie @error-7-0-7 @imsurroundedbyidiots553

[donghun-s]

the very large sp3arb tag

so @sp3arb has tagged me in a total four tags recently and i’m finally getting around to all of them!! tysm for all the tags, meri (btw i love your name?? i think its super cute!) and i hope you learn a bunch of unnecessary stuff abt me lmao (under the cut bc this is a long ass post)

i dont have a name for this tag

1ST RULE: Tag 9 people you want to get to know better

im not tagging anyone bc im bad at things and most ppl i wanna know about, meri has already tagged so

2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true.

APPEARANCE: - I am 5'7 or taller - I wear glasses - I have at least one tattoo - I have at least one piercing - I have blonde hair - I have brown eyes - I have short hair - My abs are at least somewhat defined - I have or had braces

PERSONALITY: - I love meeting new people - People tell me I am funny - Helping others with their problems is a big priority of mine - I enjoy physical challenges - I enjoy mental challenges - I am playfully rude to people I know- I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it - There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY: - I can sing well - I can play an instrument - I can do over 30 pushups without stopping - I am a fast runner - I can draw well - I have a good memory - I am good at doing maths in my head - I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute - I have beaten at least 2 people arm wrestling - I can make at least 3 recipes from scratch - I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES: - I enjoy sports - I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else - I’m in a orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else - I have learned a new song in the past week - I exercise at least once a week - I have gone for runs at least once a week in warmer months - I have drawn something in the past month - I enjoy writing - Fandoms are my #1 priority  - I do some form of Martial arts

EXPERIENCES: - I have had my first kiss - I have had alcohol - I have scored a winning point in a sport - I have watched an entire TV series in one sitting - I have been at an overnight event - I have been in a taxi - I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year - I have beaten a video game in one day - I have visited another country - I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

MY LIFE: - I have one person that I consider to be my Best Friend - I live close to my school/work - My parents are still together - I have at least one sibling - I live in the United States - There is snow where I live right now - I have hung out with a friend in the past month - I have a smart phone - I own at least 15 CDs - I share my room with someone

RELATIONSHIPS: - I am in a Relationship - I have a crush on a celebrity - I have a crush on someone I know - I’ve been in at least 3 relationships - I have never been in a Relationship - I have admitted my feelings to a crush - I get crushes easily - I have had a crush for over a year - I have been in a relationship for over a year - I have had feelings for a friend

RANDOM: - I have break-danced - I know a person named Jamie  - I have had a teacher that has a name that is hard to pronounce - I have dyed my hair - I’m listening to a song on repeat right now - I have punched someone in the past week - I know someone who has gone to jail - I have broken a bone - I have eaten a waffle today - I know what I want to do in life - I speak at least two languages [i don’t speak two, i speak one and sign in another] - I have made a new friend in the past year

alphabet tag

Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better

I was tagged by Roxanne ( is it ok if I call you Roxy? I like Roxy) Actually @lxx-fxlix  And for some reason it did not give me the notification you did, I was casually stalking your blog when I saw:

A: age? 16 (01 liner)

B: birthplace? North Carolina

C: current time? 7:53 pm

D: drink you had last? Arnold Palmer (half sweet tea, half lemonade)

E: easiest person to talk to? for me, it’s my irl best friend gwen and my best friend on here, krys

F: favorite song? oof i’m super indecisive so i’m just gonna commit to mayday by got7 (it always changes but mayday has stayed on my constantly rotating playlist for nearly six months now; most are on for six weeks, max)

G: grossest memory? uh probably when one of my swim lesson kids tried to eat a bug (they were like four) and i had to make them spit it out into my hands 

H: hogwarts house? proud slytherin!!

I: in love? i love a lot of people, but i’m not IN love

J: jealous of people? not anymore, my self-esteem has gotten so much better in past years

K: killed someone? uhm a couple of times in fics (*cough* jinjin in not like this *cough*)

L: love at first sight or should i walk by again? not love but pls walk by again bc i’m probably enjoying your aesthetics

M: middle name? christine

N: number of siblings? one, an older sister

O: one wish? to adopt a kid with no family or an unhealthy one (obvs when  older and financially stable)

P: person you called last? my sister called me yesterday morning, and before that i had called my friend to tell him abt a near death experience when i was driving

R: reasons to smile? something good will happen to you, you’ll meet someone wonderful, and there’s always new experiences to happen

S: song you sang last? poet by bastille (an underrated fave)

T: time you woke up? about 8 am

U: underwear color? light heathered grey

V: vacation destination? i’d love to go to greece someday! santorini would be my first choice, and then my great-grandparents old village near thessaloniki

W: worst habit? probs my dermatillia (picking at acne on my face until it bleeds, then picking at the scabs, leaving a bunch of scars that will never go away)

X: x-rays? i got one on my tailbone one time, two years after i sprained it bc my mom didn’t believe me

Y: your favorite food? uhhh most anything tbh; i quite like the honey butter chicken sandwich from pdq

Z: zodiac sign? libra

✨ Fun Facts Tag ✨

Rules for this are:

Have fun with it!  

Tag some of your mutuals

1) Favourite colours:

orange!! and after that, any kinds of pastel or muted darks

2) Favourite song at the moment:

lotto by exo has been on replay in my head, my car, and my earbuds

3) Last book you read:

the sun and her flowers by rupi kaur

4) Last TV show you watched:

i tried to watch part-time idol bc hyunbin from jbj was in it, but within the first 15 minutes they set up an unnecessary relationship so i had to nope out of there real hard; i then reverted back to rewatching white collar for the fifth time

5) Last movie you watched:

does john mulaney’s nerflix comedy special comeback kid count?? if not, probably nightmare before christmas way back around christmastime

6) If you have a pet whats their name?:

four dogs: pheonix, kino, midge, and bess; three horses: little man, gem, and andy (ironically i’m allergic to dogs and horses, and my dad keeps buying more)

7) If you have siblings how many?:

one, my older sister

8) Favourite thing to do on a weekend:

i love doing my swim lessons and seeing all my kids!! i haven’t been able to lately bc of the weather, 

9) Best tumblr friends:

i only talk to @cheesyramynry on a daily basis, but i have a lot of blogs that i consider friendly acquaintances or casual friends as well!!

10) Favourite thing about yourself:

i value my compassion and empathy above all else; i am very much the mom friend and love to be it

11) Favourite memory:

ah i have so many; i think rn i’m gonna go with this past christmas, bc it was my last one with my grandfather

12) 3 weird habits:

swallowing gum, taking all my pills in descending size order, i tend to mimic how a singer sounds when i sing along to the song (ex: if they have a british accent, i’ll subconsciously sing in a british accent; if they stress certain syllables in certain ways, i’ll do it too)

13) What would you call your style?:

comfortable (stretchy jeans, t-shirts, hoodies) and with a few signature Gay Things (jean jacket, flannels, oversized mens’ button ups, a couple gay/bi pride shirts)

14) Odd talent:

if i have lyrics in front of me to a song i’ve never heard before, i can predict the pattern of the tunes and rhythm and sing along the first time

15) Do you have a tumblr crush?:

literally all of aroha and all of the sk fandom (y’all are the loveliest fandoms i’ve ever been a part of)

the stray kids tag

Rules: answer the questions in a new post, and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better.

I’ve decided that in celebration of Stray Kids pre-debut album I needed to create a tag. The ultimate goal for The Stray Kids Tag is to learn about your Tumblr mutuals, and have fun answering the Stray Kids related questions!  Here we go:

1: When did you decide to join the Stray kids fandom?

i saw a thread of information abt the suspected nine members before they were officially announced and was like ‘yes i must stan them and love them with all of my heart.’ so uh,,,,, back in august or september??

2: What is your favorite episode of Stray Kids? uhm, i’m gonna expose myself rn and let y’all know that i’ve never actually seen a full episode of the show; as soon as i heard it was gonna be a survival show, i knew that i couldn’t watch it bc my heart was too weak and i was emotionally incapable of becoming too invested while watching it; but from clips, i quite like the episode with the 3:3:3 mission, and also the last episode when all nine were reunited and told they were going to debut together

3: Who would you say is your bias in Stray kids?

my initial one was chan, and they i got rlly confused, and then slowly came to realize that it was jeongin (anything else after that is a fucking mess)

4: Who would you say is your bias wrecker in Stray kids?

literally kill me all of them bias wreck me so hard bUT hyunjin, jisung, seungmin, and chan have been wrecking me so hard in particular lately

5: What line would you want to be apart of in Stray kids? uHHH not dance line bc swimmers have 0 coordination on land; i quite like singing even tho i’m not good at, so probably that, but i can also hit all of chan’s english rap parts in 3racha songs, and keep up with lafayette’s raps in hamilton, and a lot of the english rappers i like too so uh,,, sign me up for rap line too

6: What is the first song you heard of Stray kids? hellevator

7: What is the first song you heard of 3racha? i think it was either hoodie season or runner’s high

8: What is your favorite song on their pre-debut album?

young wings or school life or yayaya (or grr or 4419 or glow or hellevator)

9: What is a concept you’d like to see Stray Kids try in the future?

i love their current optimistic and slightly rebellious teenager concept rn bc its an Eternal Mood; but i always love myself a soft boyfriend concept 

10: if you could meet with the members of Stray kids for one day what would you say to them?

how proud of them i am, and how proud of themselves they should be; i would tell them about how they’re saying things that resonate deeply for their fans and i love that they’re talking abt real world problems; i would also make sure to tell them (chan and 3racha especially) to make sure to rest more, and eat well, and take care of themselves emotionally as well as physically; and finally i’d like to tell jeongin how wonderful he is and that he’s doing so much at such a young age (lmao he’s actually eight months older than me but that’s no the point) and to never lose his cute little smile

finally done!! meri, if you actually read all of this, uh thank you????? i hope you now know everything you wanted to know abt me, and probably more than you wanted to know

i’m bad at tagging people, so if you also made it this far and haven’t done some of these tags, choose one, or a couple, or all of them and do them yourself!! just say that i tagged you!!

[kennadavenportgayle]

A to Z Tag

I was tagged in this FOREVER ago by like five people so shout out to y’all who tagged me I totally forgot who tagged me but y’all the real mvps! 

A: AGE - 19 (20 in 3 weeks)

B: BIRTHPLACE - Seattle, Wa baby!! 

C: CURRENT TIME - 7:16pm

D: DRINK YOU HAD LAST - H2O

E: EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO - My sorority sisters!!! 

F: FAVORITE SONG - Honestly any song from Heathers the musical and Dear Evan Hansen 

G: GROSSEST MEMORY - Oooh I don’t know. One time when I was younger some kid broke his arm at recess and it looked like a staircase and it was pretty nasty 

H: HOGWARTS HOUSE - Slytherin!!!! Of course what other house would I be in?

I: IN LOVE? - Um yes with Sean Gayle, Becca Davenport, and like every girl I see cuz y’all are so cute and so beautiful and I love it!! 

J: JEALOUS OF PEOPLE - Literally all the time!!! More with girls cuz y’all are SO pretty and drop dead gorgeous and I’m just this sad fat depressed potato that just got the freshman 15 as a sophomore lol 

K: KILLED SOMEONE - Like everyone in choices lol 

L: LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT OR SHOULD I WALK BY AGAIN - Nah. Walk away. 

M: MIDDLE NAME - Okay debated if I should say it cuz I HATE my middle name but oh well. It’s Diane. I fucking hate it but oh well now y’all know. Feel free to stalk me on social media, you’ll never find me lol 

N: NUMBER OF SIBLINGS - Four in total! I have an older step sister, twin brother, little brother, and little sister. I’m getting ‘#5′ tattooed on my middle finger cuz that’s Sean Gayle’s Football number and it’s my fav number and there’s 5 of my siblings and I so yee works perfectly. Hopefully I’ll so that tomorrow! 

O: ONE WISH - Um to get more sleep? And for ES3 to come out like tomorrow lol oh and to finish all of these whodunnit riddles/murders. I have like five maybe typed out and it’s over 15 pages lolololo but they’re so good y’all will love it

P: PERSON YOU CALLED LAST - My apartment leasing person lol NO MORE SHITTY ROOMMATES FOR ME

Q: QUESTION YOU ARE ALWAYS ASKED - “What’s your major?” “What sorority house are you in?” “Are you liking college?” “Did you just take another shot?” “When are you coming back to Washington?” and my replies are always the same “English” “Tri____” “I’m thinking about dropping” “Yes. Yes I did” “Hopefully never” 

R: REASON TO SMILE - Waking up and being alive and healthy 

S: SONG YOU SANG LAST - Probably Candy Store from Heathers

T: TIME YOU WOKE UP - 7:45am 

U: UNDERWEAR COLOR - Red????? I think???

V: VACATION DESTINATION - Greece and Iceland

W: WORST HABIT - Eating wayyyyy too much sugar 

X: X-RAYS - Teeth, back, foot, and lungs 

Y: YOUR FAVORITE FOOD - Anything with carbs in it 

Z: ZODIAC SIGN - Scorpio!!!!!!! 

Alright I’m gonna tag like two people. Y’all don’t have to do it lol but anyway I tag @gayforgayle and @diegoortizsotobutliterallyspooky

Sorry if y’all have been tagged already! 

[astridthevalkyrie]

I'm so sorry about this one, especially if it makes you cry... but... headcanons for an AU of Buffalord Soldier where the Buffalord was extinct.

S c r e w  y o u  w h a t  d i d  i  d o  t o  d e s e r v e  t h i s

 - So, I mean, there’s no use beating around the bush. Astrid’s going to die. The gang goes, they look, and they don’t find, so they take her back to Berk.

 - Her parents keep her in bed for - would it be the third day only? They don’t leave her side. Neither does Stormfly. Or the rest of the gang.

 - Alternatively, they know they won’t make it back home, so it’s just the gang and Astrid is more upset about not being able to see her parents one last time than she is about dying.

 - Either way, some Stormstrid. Astrid would weakly say, “Hey, girl, it’s okay, don’t miss me too much,” and Stormfly would of course just sense it.

 - Hiccup would probably sit on the edge of her bed and maybe stroke her hair. They’re not dating at this point, but, like, Astrid is dying. There would be some “I love you”’s but they’d be teary and there’d be a lot more hugging than kissing. There would be thoughts of the future. “I was gonna make you a general.” “G-general Hoff, I like it. Give it t-to Ruff, maybe?” And he cries into her neck.

 - I feel like Fishlegs would be so upset, he’d be in denial. His lip would quiver the whole time he was with her. He’d read to her. Not, like, stories, but stuff they’ve done over the years. Astrid cries and laughs when he brings up the pistachio incident.

 - Snotlout and Astrid would also be sharing good times. “Remember that time you told me you could block the sun?” “Remember when you flirted with me?” “Remember when - when we became real friends?” And Astrid is already really damn emotional from Fishlegs and Hiccup, and Snotlout is really really trying hard not to cry too.

 - Tuffnut is serious. He’s not crying, but he keeps looking at Astrid as though she’s betraying him somehow and she hates it, and then they hug and they keep hugging and Tuffnut is pulling her close and squeezing her and kissing her cheek again and again and keeps pleading for her not to go.

 - Ladies and gentleman, the one you’ve all been waiting for - Ruffnut Thorston. She comes in alone and the two girls share a glance and then Astrid sits up and Ruff rushes to her quickly. They pour out everything, they talk about their childhood, they talk about the present, and Astrid begs Ruff to take care of everyone. She has to promise her.

 - And when it actually happens - when Fearless Astrid Hofferson dies…everyone changes. There’s no fun in being goofy if there’s no Astrid to roll her eyes, there’s no point in being loud if there’s no Astrid to shut them up. Hiccup becomes even more distant, he barely stays on Berk. Or alternatively, he throws himself headfirst into preparing to be chief because Astrid loved Berk and she wanted him to rule well.

 - When Heather hears, she is horrified. And honestly - knowing that Dagur worked for Viggo, it would be impossible to forgive him, or at least close to it. Knowing that he was a part of the man who made her one real true friend die. Even if he has changed.

 - Stormfly stays on Berk, and she follows Hiccup around whenever he goes off the island and she keeps watch over him because that’s what her rider did too. Hiccup has been alone with both Toothless and Stormfly in a room and just cried.

Buuuuuuut luckily that didn’t happen - Astrid Hofferson is alive, she’s General Hoff, and all is well with the world. My heart hurts from writing all this. Damn.