#HES JUST MY FAVORITEEEEEE

[funnifrogg0s]

The nowhere king erm idk

I don't usually draw like this so it looks like dogshit I'm sorry 💔

[gothcsz]

ya know, I always feel like everybody sees Javi as this huge horn dog that would absolutely agree to any threesome stuff and all that.

Buuuut listen. If you were dating that man, he would be possessive as shit. Like if you even dare to think about another guy, like popular one would be Steve. And you even just make a tiny joke about Steve like that, you know Javi would be fucking you so god damn hard that you would forget any other name on the planet except his. He would be so damn possessive, telling you that you know nobody but him could fuck you like this, that you don’t need anybody but him. That man would destroy your 🐱 and make you so cock dumb to make you forget even thinking about another guy.

And he would definitely glare are Steve for a while after and Steve just has no idea what’s going on 😂

possessive/jealous javi is my fucking favoriteeeeee sorry not sorry a bitch just loves a slightly toxic man! and his possessiveness doesn’t even stem from a place of insecurity, lbr, this man is self assured if anything— a cocky POS but he’s our cocky POS.

pobre steve unknowingly in the middle of you and javi’s sex mind games lmfao i def feel like it started as a fleeting comment…

“Yeah, I guess Steve’s kinda cute. His eyes are so pretty.”

and you didn’t even think twice about it. it was just a simple compliment but it still left a weird taste on javi’s tongue.

and then you really start to notice it, the shift in his demeanor when you stop by to visit him at work. you probably chat with steve for a brief moment before walking over to your man and that pisses him off. how are you here to see him but instead are laughing at one of steve’s not funny at all dad jokes?! i dunno he probably starts to make petty comments of his own here and there that tip you off to his jealousy and honestly?

it turns you on. javi is always walking around like he’s got the biggest dick in town (he might actually….) so seeing him this worked up over seemingly nothing… well you’re going to have your fun with it because you’re a fucking brat sometimes.

i’m picturing some bullshit office party where you’ve had one too many to drink so you decide to scratch that itch and lightly flirt with steve (sorry connie we’re being horny over here) in the same way you did with javi when you two first started dating.

and boy does that set him off 😫 he waits until you’re coming back from the restroom before he pulls you into a dark and empty office, absolutely degrading you; calling you a slut and attention whore before harshly pushing you down onto your knees and bruising your throat with the way he’s fucking it.

“Nena esa boquita sucia es mía y de nadie más.”

once you’re a slobbering, sobbing mess, he roughly bends you over whoever’s desk, not even bothering to undress you as he hikes your skirt up and pushes your panties to the side, fucking into you in one stroke and you scream his name out.

the bastard has giant ass smirk on his face through it all, setting a brutal pace as his hips crash into yours repeatedly, his heavy balls slapping against your clit and you’re reduced to being a babbling, fucked out woman as he keeps spilling filth into your ear.

“Who do you belong to?”

“Whose pussy is this?”

“That’s right baby it’s fucking mine. You’re mine.”

and, well, who are you to disagree with that? you cum so hard, your vision is dotted with spots and you genuinely feel like you’re going to pass out with how rough he’s just taken you.

your cunt swollen and so sensitive but you don’t give a damn— squeezing around his cock as he paints your walls with his spend; marking you as his.

your brain is filled with him just as much as your pussy is. as he intended. and it’s a great feeling, really. even if you know you’re going to be sore as hell for the days to come.

let me stop before i go on a tangent (as if i haven’t already lol) but yes…. he’d rock your world that smug asshole!!

[indeedcaptain]

Spirktober 2023, day 20: Protect

Protective!Spock is my favoriteeeeee <3 so here we go!!

Also posted on AO3 here!

☆☆☆

Starfleet, in its infinite wisdom, had changed the design of the cutlery in the mess halls, and Kirk hated the new ones.

They were balanced differently, they were less ergonomic, and --- as he bent down to regather the knife that had slipped down off his plate onto the floor for the third time in as many days --- they refused to stay where they were placed. 

He returned to upright to see Uhura and Bones staring in states of shock at Spock, seated next to him. Spock placidly spooned plomeek soup into his mouth and gave no indication that he was aware of their attention. He finished his meal, slid his spoon into the bowl, and stood. “I will be in Laboratory 7 for the remainder of Alpha shift,” he said. “Good-bye.” 

“Bye, Spock,” Uhura said faintly, and she and Bones watched him leave with that same slightly dazed look. 

“Alright,” Kirk said. “That’s enough. Why are you looking at him like that?”

Bones and Uhura looked at each other before answering, which was never a good sign. Uhura must have won whatever argument they were silently having, because it was Bones who sighed and said, “Jim, have you ever noticed that Spock is slightly… overprotective?” 

Kirk started. “Now, I wouldn’t call it over-protective,” he said, shifting in his seat. “He’s loyal. He’s a Vulcan. The ship and her crew are his responsibility, as first officer.” 

“Not with the crew, captain,” Uhura said. “It’s really just with you.” 

“I don’t think so,” he said. “Mr. Spock is the best first officer in the Fleet. Everyone says so. Protective? Sure. But we seem to get into trouble more than most, so that’s probably for the best.” 

Bones and Uhura exchanged another glance. “If you say so, captain,” Uhura said, and they finished the rest of their meal in relative peace. Kirk had nearly forgotten about the exchange until his padd pinged with a message from Bones as he was preparing to lay down for the night. 

>TheRealMcCoy: just saying

>TheRealMcCoy: [Attachment: securityfile3214-25.gif]

Kirk tapped on the gif and it opened. It was a looping video that Bones must have pulled from the security feed, or bribed someone else to pull, more likely. It showed a black and white view of the officer’s mess hall. Kirk saw the square table where he, Bones, Uhura, and Spock had shared lunch earlier in the day. He watched himself set down his knife, which promptly slid backwards off his plate and bounced to the ground. He saw himself bend over sideways to grab at it, ducking his head down beneath the level of the table. 

He saw Spock lean over and cover the corner of the table with his hand. He saw himself come back up, and as his head cleared the edge of the table he saw Spock straighten back up and return his hand to its standard position in his lap. 

Kirk sat down on his bed, expanded the .gif to fill his whole screen, and watched it again. He leaned down to grab the knife and Spock covered the sharp corner of the table with his hand until his head was safely away from it. He watched the .gif over and over again, memorizing the little protective gesture of Spock’s that he hadn’t even noticed at the time but was now immortalized in the security footage. Spock hadn’t even turned his head to look at Kirk before moving to cover the corner. How frequently had this happened? How many of these moments had Uhura and Bones seen that he hadn’t? 

>JTK: Huh 

>JTK: Okay

>JTK: I still don’t think it counts as OVER protective 

>JTK: does this happen a lot?? 

>TheRealMcCoy: the good lord gave you your own eyeballs 

>TheRealMcCoy: how about you use them

“Computer, lights to zero,” he said. He lay in the darkness, trying to sleep, unable to wipe the sight of Spock’s hand sliding over the table’s corner out of his mind. 

☆☆☆ 

Kirk watched his first officer carefully over the next few weeks, and it was an enlightening experience. Nothing in Spock’s behavior or demeanor had changed, but Uhura’s comment of “it’s really just with you” had latched in his brain and reframed how he saw the little quirks of Spock’s protectiveness. They sparred in the gym and, even though Spock threw him, Spock’s hand was behind his head before he hit the ground. They ate lunch in the mess hall and Spock inserted himself in the seat between him and the security officer with a peanut butter sandwich. And, without fail, when the new shitty knives slid off his plate and he had to retrieve them, Spock’s hand was between his head and the table’s edge every time. 

How had he never noticed this before? The Enterprise, when flying on her own, was not a particularly dangerous place. And yet almost every time he encountered something that was slightly hazardous to himself, Spock was there. Each observation warmed him. His stoic, unfeeling, deeply Vulcan first officer was protective of him. He still wasn’t sure if he would call it over-protective, though. 

Kirk did keep a small collection of .gifs on his padd when he could get the security video discreetly. He liked the proof. 

☆☆☆ 

Kirk thought that there was a slight possibility that Spock was a little overprotective of him when he went missing for only a few hours --- alright, was kidnapped like a damsel --- on an away mission and Spock went, according to all reports, absolutely berserk. His first introduction to this idea was Spock ripping the door to his cell clean off its hinges. He threw it behind him, where it hit the wall of the corridor with an almighty clanging, and stepped inside. Kirk stared at him from where he sat on the cot in the corner. Spock stared at him, chest heaving, face flushed green, and as he registered Kirk’s unharmed state and general air of relaxation his breath slowed until he was very nearly back to his normal appearance. 

“Hello there, Mr. Spock,” Kirk said, slightly bewildered. 

“Captain,” Spock said, inclining his head. He straightened his uniform shirt and clasped his hands behind his back. “I’m gratified to see that you are well. I believe you are free to go.” 

“Thank you, Mr. Spock,” he said, rising from the cot. “You were able to negotiate with the rogue faction?” 

“Yes, captain,” Spock said, and turned to follow Kirk out of the cell. “I found that they were willing to acquiesce to my demands rather quickly.” 

“That’s good, very good,” Kirk said distractedly as they walked down the hallway. He did not see any sign of his security team, and there were unconscious guards lying solo or in piles at regular intervals along the hall and down the stairs. He recognized his kidnappers from their clothing among the guards, but they were also all unconscious. 

“What, ah, negotiation tactics did you use, Mr. Spock?” Kirk asked as they ascended the stairs into the front hall and reunited with some red-shirted security officers. They stood around with their arms crossed, phasers holstered, and they gave no indication of having participated in any sort of strenuous activity. What had their role been in the fight with the guards…?

“Vulcan ones, captain,” Spock said, and if he noticed that the security officers stared at him with an interesting mix of respect and horror, he gave no outward indication. 

“Ah,” Kirk said. “That’s… good.” He had a feeling he could guess what Vulcan negotiating tactics were, but he reserved judgment until he had received mission reports from his other officers. Spock walked alongside him with his usual reserve, and as he was now free from the cell he had formerly been trapped within, Kirk found that he had no complaints of however Spock chose to negotiate on his behalf. 

On the ship, in his quarters, he read over the reports from his security team, which varied from professional to unfortunately creative, in mounting disbelief. 

First Officer Spock proved the efficacy of the Vulcan art of Suus Mahna in about thirty seconds… 

Science Officer Spock kicked down the door to the building and then neutralized the entire kidnapping party… 

Mr. Spock in combat is, in my professional opinion, somewhat of a demon… 

God help the man who gets between Spock and the captain. 

Kirk pressed his intercom button. “Mr. Spock, could you please come to my quarters for a moment?” 

“Yes, captain.” Spock’s response came immediately, and the man himself appeared in Kirk’s doorway about twenty seconds later. “How can I help you, captain?” 

Kirk handed the padds with the security reports to Spock and sat back down in his desk chair. “Could you please review these and let me know your thoughts on their accuracy?” 

Spock raised one eyebrow at him, but said, “Certainly, captain.” He stood in front of Kirk’s desk and methodically skimmed over each report. He set them down one by one until his hands were empty, and then he clasped them behind his back. 

“I believe these reports to be mostly accurate, if unfortunately unobjective,” Spock said. 

Kirk blinked. “So you did kick the door down.”

“Yes, captain.” 

“And you refused to wait for the security detail.” 

“I did not need them, captain.” 

“And you neutralized the entire threat before ripping my cell door off the hinges.” 

“I believe you witnessed the second part firsthand, captain.” 

“I see,” Kirk said, and covered his hand with his mouth to hide his smile. When he had regained control of his face and looked suitably serious, he said, “Mostly accurate? What in the reports is false?” 

Spock straightened the pile of padds on the desk in front of him, forcing them into perfect alignment. “I do not believe there is a god in this universe that could help the man that stood between us. Good night, captain.” He turned on his heel and left, leaving Kirk gaping at the space he had left behind. He looked back at the stack of padds on his desk to his closed door once more, replaying Spock’s departing words to him in his head.

“I’ll be damned,” Kirk said. He had never been one for pick-up lines, and he wasn’t even sure if that was one, necessarily, but… that was one hell of a pick-up line. He made copies of the security reports and added them to his little folder of proof and if he smiled to himself while he washed his hair in the shower then it was nobody’s business but his own. 

[ode2rin]

do you have any fic or writers recs????😋 

i do omg i have a lot hold on let me just inhale bec i'M SCARED OF TAGGING THEM BUT HERE GOES NOTHING *cries*

all of the fics tagged w #mimi reads ᵔᴗᵔ are all my favoriteeeeees although i had some that i initially read during the first week after using this app

this includes many itoshi rin i'm sorry he's my munchkin (but there are others toooo)

abundance by @earthtooz or anything by earth really EARTH IS MY FAVORITE i do not need to explain further

one more date by @17020 is a faveeee omg it was one of the first ones under my tag !!

@fuyuluvr's 7:06pm – itoshi rin i giggled too much reading this it was so undignified of me

portrait by @angelchigiri !!!!! she made this for me this is her debut as a rinnie lover (no objections allowed) this fic is dear to me

adore you! by @rintosei it's a sae (unaffectionate) fic that i l-lo-love *chokes and dies*

cardboard hearts by @dreamlessimp BECAUSE I LOVE ROMANTIC LOSER RIN

come back we miss you by @fallenssun RIN WITH CATS, CATS WITH RIN. THATS IT.

color me blue by @saekkas god . GOD . i cannot type it out . just pure AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA yeah kaiser cmere i'll punch you (lovingly)

all reo fics from @yuquinzel I DEVOURED THEM they're my morning newspaper

now this one by @venusbby IS A WHOLE EXPERIENCE TO READ after seeing that tiktok oh my god it's so cute i will bite you rin

your lips, my lips, apocalypse by @nagiisangel was so cute sighs ISAGI

my favorite rinnie lover emma (@saetorinrin) writes a lot of good ones but i hope she unwrites this it's painfully good i regret requesting it .

this by @jisbizarre isn't bllk but i love it nonetheless it was so cute i hate you gojo ( i don't )

these are the only ones i can think of rn but if u look at my tag i swear you'll see me screaming there for a lot of fics so yeeaaaah here you goooooo ヽ(✿ﾟ▽ﾟ)ノ

[wriokitty]

hiiiiii i just wanted to come gush about your wriothesley fic because it was just so beautiful 🥺 i really really loved how you included common teyvat plants all throughout the story, it just felt so interactive in a sense!! also, that part in the last scene about the romaritimes and dendrobiums and the other flowers andddddd the part about naku weeds surviving thunder? i had to individually go look up the lore of all those plants (i mean this in a good way) and you incorporated them saurrrr beautifully ohmigosh :0 i was especially impressed by the dendrobium metaphor it twas beautiful, and it honest to god fit so perfectly with wrio and his backstory. my favorite favoriteeeeee part is how you balanced his vulnerability with his strength. idk idk idk!!!! me just thinks it was a very perfect mix of him being open and “weak” in front of someone but still maintaining that strong aura about him that he has. i’ve never read a wriothesley characterization that was so vulnerable yet felt so real and true to his character so kudos to you you’re amazing 😣 anddddd you’re talented beyond belief i hope you know your ability to put words together is wickedly impressive okie??? so you have my thanks for giving us such a great read🫰🏼mwahmwahmwah 😘

HI i haven’t answered this in a timely manner i know, but that is because i wanted to give you a proper response besides saying “you’re so sweet i cry” LOL <- even though that is a very accurate representation of how i feel. i love flower shop au’s but teyvat plants are actually really interesting some of them have some really cool lore drops and especially dendrobiums i’m sooo glad you liked that part because i find dendrobiums to be the most fascinating flower of all the ones i used. but also tysm for saying you enjoyed the way i balanced wrio’s characterization!!!! that means so very much to me i had never written a long fic for him before this one so it was honestly a very experimental (???) experience for me. i had to really sit and think on a lot of the dialogue so i hope it felt true to his character!! i am honestly so emotional over this ask omg you made my whole night when you sent this the other night i’m sorry i’m just now getting to it but i appreciate you so fiercely 🥹💖 please take this kiss as a token of my gratitude 😚💖

[joyfulsongbird]

a series of things i have said since percival de rolo has appeared on my screen again:

[queenofthefaces]

[harryfeatgaga]

best friend harry loving you but he's too scared to make a move 😔 he watches while you date the wrong people and he never says "I told you so" when you come crying to him he just holds you and does his best to make you feel better 😔 he spends so many nights holding you while you sleep and thinking about how he wants to be with you 😔 then it all comes to a head when you've been dating this guy he really doesn't like but he doesn't say anything and the guy cheats on you and you're devastated so you come to harry 😔 maybe you get into a little argument because harry says something like "why do you always pick the shittiest guys" and you get upset and say it's none of his business who you date and he just says "of course it is!" and you're almost yelling at him and asking why and he just says "because I love you" and you both completely stop 😔 then he says "I have loved you for longer than i can remember and it kills me to see you hurt" and you realize it's been him all along </3

STOPPPPP ITTTTTT OH MY GODDD 😔😔😔 BEST FRIEND HARRY IS MY FAVORITEEEEEE 😔😔😔

[wakeupthewublins]

anyways god just saying but Bede’s like. legit my favorite pokemon rival. I wish he got more screen time and interaction with the player in the game but otherwise he’s my favoriteeeeee I love my trans son

[thebestestboyo]

How Remus Started Working For Patton: Part Three

Masterpost

Tw: eating? I mean it mentions fries/Remus being Remus/Swearing/Panic attack

After these nights out, Remus usually enjoyed the feeling of being in control of his body. But this time, all he felt was sore. He had forgot all the stuff he did before he decided to flirt with a gang member. Several of which left bruises.

"I knew I shouldn't have picked a fight with that seagull."

"Which one is it that you hate again?" Virgil piped up from his spot on the couch, one of his earbuds out to listen for Remus. Ree couldn't see much of his face from how his dark bangs covered his eyes, the roots beginning to return to their natural blonde.

"That one with the black markings on it's back. It has a personal vendetta against me, I can FEEL IT."

"Or maybe you just keep provoking it? I keep telling you to stop trying to steal it's french fries, it's unsanitary, and, the french fries are cold and those are gross."

"But cold french fries are my favoriteeeeee."

"Then get some that aren't from a deranged seagull?"

"Ugh. That's no challenge though!" He hopped over the back of the couch, collapsing over Virg's legs. "I need to feel the rush of running away from an angry flock! Natural instincts! We as humans were made to hunt!"

"Not in this day and age. Species develop over time, and as far as I can remember, you can get french fries at any fast food joint." It was clear Virgil was humoring him, prodding at his face. "Though, I suppose it's better than you chasing after people for their french fries. I remember you used to do that when we were younger."

"Ugh, I would, but I got away with so much more things when I was small. Nowadays it's less like 'oh a rambunctious boy!' and more like 'what are you doing??? Why are you wearing a toga covered in marmalade and trying to take my fries?'"

Snickering, Virgil merely tweaked Remus's nose, before turning serious. Ree had expected this coming, it wasn't like Virg to let things go that easily. "As much as I love discussing how much of a gremlin you are, I still wanna talk to you about last night."

"Ughhhh but we were having such a nice timeeeeee."

"Remus."

"Fine. Its not like we can change anything about it! It already happened! And I got this weird-ass earring from it which may have brought me into a cult or whatever. And now I have to wear a different earring in the new piercing and clean it because otherwise will get infected!"

"..." Virgil merely raised an eyebrow, not amused at Remus's usual shenanigans.

"Okay I know I'm not taking this seriously, but come on. You have piercings. You know how new piercings are."

"This is serious though! What if they're planning to kidnap you or something??? What do we do then??"

This whole matter was clearly bothering him, and when Virgil got too stressed, it didn't exactly do wonders for his mental health.

"Hey. Its gonna be alright. Let's just..." Remus wracked his brain for something that might soothe him, finally coming upon a phrase he remembered Logan using when he was stuck on one of his experiments. "Think things through logically?"

Surprisingly, it did not end in Remus's ass getting kicked, and instead on a quiet Virgil, who simply nodded as he messed with his earbuds, trying to keep calm.

"So. What do we know."

"We know that these are dangerous people who know where we live."

"Ok, and we also know one of them is an absolute candied vescular organ!"

"You don't know for a fact that they're a sweetheart Remus." He wasn't even thrown off by Ree calling it that, clearly more anxious than he originally thought.

"I do! He was very..." Remus tried to think back to some of the phrases Roman used, since he couldn't use his own and have it sound good. "Charming. If you will."

"Oh boy, this gang member must be something if he has you borrowing words."

"Hey! I can use words like charming! It's not borrowing!"

"Uh huh sure. Next you'll be saying-"

He was cut off by the buzzing of their apartment's old doorbell, an outdated thing that sounded like drunk and angry hornets. Virgil absolutely hated it, resorting to knocking if he ever got locked out, while Remus delighted in it, annoying the other with the horrid sound whenever he came home.

"Who the fuck could that be?" Curious, Virgil gently pushed Remus off of him, going up to the door and attempting to see through the peephole, even though the glass was cloudy and cracked.

Ree saw him begin to fuss with his headphone wires, mouth pursing as he began to overthink who was on the other side. This always happened when they weren't expecting someone, and even when they were, it wasn't much better unless Remus got up and checked whoever it was first.

"Don't worry Virgy! I'll get the door."

"Oh thank god."

Unlatching the lock, he made sure to have Virgil move out of the way, joking that 'if you're standing right behind it, I might make your body into a pancake!' He was expecting their landlord, or perhaps a neighbor, and maybe even Logan or his brother, though that was doubtful. What he most certainly didn't expect, was-

"Patton?"

Pat was standing beside...someone? He wasn't exactly sure, but this guy was pretty tall, even considering Remus's own height. Tall, a little lanky, but there was something in Ree's instincts that told him that he'd lose to this guy in a fight, not even including that splotchy looking scar on his face.

But back to Patton, why was he here?

"Sorry for the sudden visit Remus, I just wanted to make sure you were doing okay after last night." Pat was fiddling with his hands as he spoke, delicate fingers picking at stray pieces of lint or something.

"Oh! Yeah, I had a bit of a hangover earlier, but otherwise I'm as right as a guy without his left hand!"

Oops. Tall dude was looking a little more sour at that. Maybe he should-

"Ha! Is it because he's got nothing left?" Patton giggled, cheeks flushing a little at his clever pun.

Ok, scratch that, whatever keeps Pat smiling was worth whatever that other guy was cooking up. To his surprise though, tall bro seemed pleased, glancing between them.

"Remus...." Virgil called from inside, voice shaking. That was a bad sign.

As much as he wanted to figure out the mystery man, and to talk with Pat, he knew that if he left Virgil alone right now, it wouldn't be good. Leaving the door open for the other two, he turned to see Virgil attempting to ground himself at the thought of these two strangers.

"Hey. Hey tarantula. Its all cool. Is touch good right now?"

A nod was the only response he got, which was better than nothing. Remus lifted Virgil up into his arms, letting him rest his head on his chest to hear his heartbeat.

"Can you try and match my breathing? 4-7-8 right?"

Another nod, and the clench of Virgil holding onto Remus's wrist.

It took a while, but eventually Virgil was calm enough to mumble to be let down from Remus's arms. Vee clearly wanted to rest after that, so he took him to his room, letting him lie down on the mattress before he went back to the other two, who he had forgotten to take care of beforehand.

"I had to take care of him." He wasn't about to apologise for watching after Vee, even if the big guy expected him to. "How about we talk outside? I wanna let him get some quiet after that."

Patton seemed stunned at this stark change, but nodded, and let Remus lock up the apartment before leading them down to the complex's garden. The other one didn't say anything, just wordlessly followed after.

When they were finally settled down in the outside seats, Patton burst out immediately. "I'm so sorry! We didn't mean to make your friend scared!"

"He'll be ok. He's never been especially good with new people. You're okay though Pat and...you are?"

Turning his head to glance over at the other guy, he was surprised to find that his eyes were different colors, one more of a dark brown, and the other yellow.

"Demetrius. But you know me as Dee."

"Ohhhhh you're that guy! That guy who lifted me!"

He seemed surprised that Remus remembered him, or maybe just that he wasn't pointing out the obvious here, that because of Dee and Pat, Remus was apperantly part of their gang.

"Yes, I am...that guy."

Patton stopped fussing with his overalls to look over at Dee, perking up at that answer. Did he even know how cute he was?? Sure, Virgil had said that he and this Dee guy were part of a gang, but he did not have the rights to be so impossibly pretty.

"You're probably wondering why you now have a tag in your ear, am I correct?" Dee cut into Remus's thoughts with his voice, stern.

"I assumed it wasn't just a kink thing." Winking at him, Ree leaned back against his chair, legs propped up on the table.

"No, it was not a 'kink thing.' It was to give you clearance into our home of sorts. Since Patton clearly-"

Remus couldn't tell exactly, but he though he saw Patton jabbed his arm into Dee's side? Or something?

"-wanted to talk to you more."

"Oh! Alright. I have no idea where you live."

"In hindsight, we should have told you about it. But first-" Dee pulled down the collar of his shirt, showing the beginning of a tattoo. An anaconda, wrapping around his neck and disappearing into his shirt. "-I assume you know who we are."

"Dee! That really isn't necessary!" Patton frowned, pinching at Dee's cheek like a mother would to a naughty child.

"We need to make sure he doesn't tell anyone!"

Rolling his eyes, Pat leaned over the small table, clasping Remus's hands in his. "We're not exactly on the police's good side you could say. We'd really appreciate it if you didn't tell them where we live?"

Was he making puppy eyes? And, were those sparkles on his cheeks or was Remus just seeing things??? He couldn't tell, the image of dissapointing Patton was too much for him either way. "Yeah, yeah sure."

"Wonderful!!!"

The sight of his smile was dizzying, god it felt more intoxicating than the strongest drug. Was this that heaven Roman was always going off about?

Dee cleared his throat, throwing Ree off again. How many times was he gonna interrupt his inner monologues??? "If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to hurry this moment up. I have a meeting later, and watching you two stare into each other's eyes isn't the best use of my time."

"Dee!"

"Not much of a voyager huh?" Remus wasted no time clearing the air, attempting to ignore the way his own face was beginning to turn red.

"Considering it's my brother, no."

While both him and Virgil had confirmed it, it was difficult for Remus to accept it. There was a couple similarities, sure, the way that their jaws sloped into soft lines, their hands, both worn with use, and their curly brown hair. But the glint in their eyes was different, not to mention the scars that seemed to line Dee more frequently than Pat, at least from what Remus could see.

"Can I grab my phone?"

"...grab your roommate too."

"What?"

"So he knows where you are."

"I'll see if he's okay, but it's not a guarantee."

Surprisingly, Virgil was already calm enough to answer Remus. "What the fuck would they want with me???"

"The big guy, Dee, said it's so you know where I am. I guess they'll want to suck out our brains together!"

"...as if they'd get anything from you. Your head is empty."

It was surprising that Virgil didn't fight about it, by his reaction earlier, Ree was almost certain that he wouldn't come.

The four met back up downstairs, Patton already chatting up a storm with Remus, leaving Virgil and Dee walking beside each other.

"What do you want with Remus?" Hushed, Virgil watched his friend and...Patton, walking ahead, the two already gushing to each other about who knows what.

"Oh I want nothing with Remus. My brother on the other hand has taken a liking to him."

"And that's enough to straight up make him part of your gang???"

Virgil couldn't believe this guy. Who the fuck does that??? Shoving his hands into his hoodie pocket, he continued staring ahead, not wanting to have to look at him.

"Well, I'd like to see you try and resist him. He can be very...persuasive."

"Oh am I gonna have to worry about him threatening me too?"

Demetrius (he felt weird thinking of him with the informal title of 'Dee,' when he already hated this guy's guts) seemed to bristle at that, and from the corner of his eye Virgil could tell he was glaring at him.

"Patton would never threaten someone!"

"Listen, considering your guys' jobs, I wouldn't be surprised if he did."

"Well if you're such a smart-ass, then why did you come along?"

"To make sure my friend didn't turn up on the news by the end of the day, why else?"

Demetrius shrugged off his leather jacket as they all walked, probably due to the afternoon heat. Virgil snuck a look over at him, about to make fun of him before he noticed that Oh Lord He Was Fit. He looked so lanky before though??? Where did those arms come from???

Demetrius didn't seem to notice Virgil's stare, or if he did, he ignored it, tying the jacket around his waist. "I doubt he'd be dead. You on the other hand, would not fare well under the gang."

"Oh you think I'd be useless???"

"No, just your pretty-boy ass would get torn to shreds."

"Oh so now you're saying I'm pretty." It was mocking, but he couldn't help a twinge of curiosity. Demetrius was handsome after all, even if he was a gang leader. But that was no excuse for him to fantasize! He probably killed people!

"Wha- no!!!"

"Mmhm sure."

The two continued bickering behind Patton and Remus's backs, the odd group traversing the city until they reached...well...home.

It certainly was going to be interesting...

[mspinkiessecretlife]

Sch∞l Sux. [Post 2]

Dear Diary,

Today was the first day back after winter break, and it was an awful one. 1st and 2nd period went well, we just did normal work, but 3rd period I had History, and Mr. McColley gave us back our tests from before break. Dad is not gonna be happy, since I may or may not have gotten a D... I just don’t get anything in that class, he expects us to move at such a quick pace but we just can’t, no one else understands anything except for Meghan (she’s such a little teacher’s pet laksdjfvadjsfva) She is so mean as well, she had no problem rubbing her 98 in my face after class,,, WE GET IT, YOU’re SMARt 🙄. I don’t think Mr. McColley likes me very much though, and I don’t know why, I always try to be nice and helpful and proactive, but he just doesn’t care I guess. I am gonna ask him about extra credit, but I don’t think he offers that. Luckily though I had Mrs. Einbach 4th period, and she is my favoriteeeeee, I told her about my test and she said I could eat lunch in her room... which I did... but you are never gonna guess who I ate lunch with! DAMIENNNNNNNNN (fake name, remember) He’s SO cUTe, I totally have a crush on him, but he would never like me back 🙁 ... well he might, since he did have lunch with me, just him and I (and Mrs. Einbach of course) He made my day better, but I still had to come home to my parents and tell them about my D. They were not happy at all, my dad took my phone (don’t worry, he didn’t take my computer though, so I can still email my friends 🤪) my mom once again claimed that my bad grades are because “I don’t love Jesus enough”. I swear, I love my mom so much, she is so sweet, and kind, and has raised me well, but anytime it comes to her religious craP I cannot take it. My bad grades are not because I don’t love JeSuS, it’s because Mr. McColley doesn’t know how to freakin teach. If god was making my grades bad, don’t you think it would be more than just my history grade? Anyway, not a great day, but tomorrow should be better... Damien and I are going to Starbucks before school starts tomorrow! AND he’s gonna pick me up in his dad’s Porsche!  

Meh,

Ms. Pinkie

[suckitsurveys]

Are you any good at packing a suitcase?: Yes, actually. I’m pretty awesome at it.

What are you hungry for right now, if anything?: Ugh. I need to just stop eating all together.

Have you ever had a white hot chocolate? What did you think?: I have and I did not like it.

What will you be doing in twenty minutes from now?: Probably still working on this survey since I have to do it in secret.

Is there anybody in your house’s bathroom right now?: I have no idea, I am not home.

Do you ever get eczema: Yeah, I have it on my hands.

What’s your opinion on Miley Cyrus’ new look?: Miley can do what she wants, I don’t care.

Have you ever witnessed a serious physical fight?: Yeah.

How much does gas cost in your area?: I literally never pay attention. I probably should though oops.

Are you a fidgety sort of person?: Yeah, I can be.

What was the last thing you ordered at a restaurant?: 2 chicken tacos, 1 steak taco, 1 steak burrito with no tomato, and an order of guacamole and chips.

Do you know how the politics of your country work?: They work horribly.

How do you like to spend your alone time?: HGTV marathon.

Have you ever mowed a lawn?: Yes.

Is there anyone you would do literally anything for?: Pretty much.

On average, how many hours a day do you spend online?: I need the internet for my job, so at least 8. Probably definitely more.

Have you ever done a “knock-and-run” prank?: As a child, yeah.

When was the last time you were yelled at? What had you done wrong?: No idea. It’s been a long time, fortunately.

Do you enjoy corn on the cob?: I do. I don’t like eating it on the cob though because it always gets stuck in my teeth.

Is there anything good on television at this very moment?: Daytime TV is horrible.

What’s your mood like today?: I am SO stressed.

Have you ever bought alcohol or cigarettes for someone underage?: I turned 18 a year before Lydia did so I bought her cigarettes a few times. I think maybe alcohol too.

If you haven’t, would you ever do so?: I wouldn’t at this age.

Under what circumstances do you think it would be okay?: When it’s for your friends and you’re gunna have some too :P

Do you do your laundry regularly, or do you let it pile up?: At least once a week.

Did you ever play Habbo Hotel when you were younger?: Nope.

What about Neopets?: Nope.

Have you ever had the privilege of sleeping in a waterbed?: I’ve slept in one before, yes.

Have you ever had to comfort a friend over the death of a loved one?: Mhmm.

When did you last watch fireworks? Did you kiss someone underneath?: This past 4th. And I did.

In your opinion, what’s the ideal age to start having children?: Never.

Have you ever stabbed a friend in the back, intentionally or not?: Probably.

Do you have a last.fm account? If so, what’s your opinion of it?: I don’t.

Are you a seafood person?: DEFINITELY. It’s my favoriteeeeee.

Have you ever had to lick a ton of postage stamps and envelopes?: Yeah.

What’s the longest you’ve ever slept in one go?: 15 hours.

Do you check the weather forecast everyday?: Sure.

How far away does your best friend live?: Lydia lives about 5 miles from me, Sarah lives 1000 miles (literally) from me, and Randal lives 2100 miles (again, literally) from me but he is moving back to Chicago soon!!

What did you have for breakfast this morning?: Applesauce and a banana.

Have you ever dated someone with an accent different than yours? Nope.

What’s the worst thing you’ve ever smelled?: I’m not sure. Spoiled milk is definitely up their on the list of gross smelling things.

How long does your phone last before needing to be charged?: My battery is SO shitty right now. I can’t go a whole day without it dying.

Have you ever worked two jobs at once?: Nah.

Who does most of the housework around your house?: Mark does.

How many glasses of water do you drink a day?: At least two, if not more.

Documentaries: interesting or boring?: Depends on the subject.

What brand is your desktop or laptop?: Sony.

Have you ever spoken badly about someone then realized they were behind you: Probably

Do you enjoy the smell and taste of cinnamon?: I do.

If you use Snapchat, have you ever had a screenshot taken of you?: Yeah.

Who were you last in a car with and where were you going?: Mark. We went to get a couple groceries and then picked up tacos.

How old is your youngest cousin?: Uhhhhhhhhhhh 5?

When was the last time you ate tacos?: Haha, last night, as I just mentioned.

Does caffeine affect you, or not so much?: Sure.

Who was the last person you annoyed?: A coworker apparently. I made a joke asking if we could get drunk on this bourban bacon someone brought in and she was like “No” with a really shitty look on her face.

Do you have central air in your home?: Nope.

What is your favorite flavor of cake?: Yellow. Carrot. Cheese.

Do you make your bed everyday?: Nope.

[harryfeatgaga]

since being best friends is so important to harry… imagine being his best friend and having a really shitty week bc ur horny and u haven’t had sex in months and he gets to walk around looking the way that he does and he isn’t fucking u?? honestly disrespectful and eventually he’s like wtf is wrong with u why are u acting like this and ur like im fucking horny harry! and he gets that pretty smile on his face and is like “why didn’t u just say so? u know ill take care of u..” and boom theres his beloved best friends to lovers trope with a brief pit stop at best friends with benefits

OHHHHHHHHHDCDNFHJNFHJF MY FAVORITEEEEEE TROPESSSS GODKJIDNF FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[harryfeatgaga]

Spending a summer in Italy somewhere on the Amalfi coast spending your days driving in his old vintage car with the top down in a pretty sundress, going on a nice boat (like the one he was on filming golden) and lounging watching him drive you around, walking the streets hand in hand at night, a private dinner with a view of a sunset, drinking bottles of wine and getting snuggly then stumbling back to your villa that has one of those balconies with big french doors looking over the water and just have the best sex all night and waking up to the sunlight pouring into your room mmmmm and Harry making you a cup of coffee to enjoy on your balcony while you’re both still in bathrobes.. yummmmmm

WHAT THE FUCK PLEASEEEEEEEEEEE MY FAVORITEEEEEE KIND OF CONCEPTS