#I’m mad at him at least 90% of the show

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DADDY ISSUES | Platonic Lilia x Male reader

Characters: Lilia

Summary: Lilia can't help but notice how weird you act around him

Warnings: Truama, Daddy Issues

a/n: This is based on the song Daddy Issues by The Neighborhood

Word count: 1.6K

You always seemed to hang around Lilia. Everyone noticed this and whenever there was Lilia, you were not too far behind following him wherever he went. Lilia didn’t mind it all too much. He adored your company, but a burning concern was evident. Your behavior with him was more that of a child than a friend. 

Lilia would often see you seeking his approval for things, acting elated when he said he was proud of you. And when there was ever a hint of disappointment in his voice, you would try to prove yourself to him. You showed off your grades in class to him and always asked him if it was good enough. But he never needed you to prove anything to him.

Lilia had decided to visit you at your dorm one day, there wasn’t any particular reason for his visit other than the fact that he wanted to see you. He was concerned when he heard Sebek talk about how low you seemed to be acting during class. You were very disappointed and sulking on your bed.

Lilia knocked gently on the door, not wanting to disturb you if you were busy, however, your groaning was signal enough that you weren’t. He could have opened the door, but it’s more fun to teleport inside instead. Once he had teleported inside, he noticed you curled up in your bed and covered by your blankets. What were you so upset about?

You didn’t even notice Lilia was inside your dorm and watching your covered form rise and fall. Soft sobs could be heard from the blanket. You were muttering to yourself, apologizing to no one in particular. Although that’s what it seemed like.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry! Please don’t be mad…”

Earlier, during class, you had received your grade on a pretty important assignment. It wasn’t as heavy as a project, but it didn’t matter much to you. You needed a good grade, at least 90%. The reason? To make him happy.

But when you saw something lower, your heart sank. You felt like you died right then and there. It was 81%, a low B. This wasn’t good enough; you felt like you weren’t good enough. Whenever your grades weren't A's you never felt good enough. 

That’s what lead you to being curled up on your bed, covered in your blankets and tears streaming down your face with the assignment held close to your chest. Lilia’s gaze on you was full of concern. His presence was made aware when he sat on your bed, a gentle hand placed on your side.

“What’s wrong, Y/n?”

Your body stiffened when you heard his voice. Why was he here now? No you couldn’t mentally handle facing him. Not with all the worse case scenarios brimming within your mind; it was driving you crazy.

A deep sigh could be heard from beneath the blankets you were covered in, breaking up the onslaught of sobbing. Your head peaked out from the soft fabric draped over your body. Teary, e/c eyes met deep red ones that flooded with concern. You tried to speak but choked up, not being able too when you saw the concern within Lilia.

You had buried your head into the pillow, not wanting to face him. How could you when you knew how he would react. At least how you thought he would. You answered his question, voice mumbled due to the pillow you shoved against your face.

“I…I can’t tell you…”

Lilia placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, entangling the soft blanket within his fingertips. He scooted closer to you, wanting to know what was truly wrong. If it wasn’t the grade, then what had you so upset? Lilia had decided to question you further with a determination to understand why you were so unhappy.

“Why can’t you tell me?”

You sat up, the blankets falling off your body as your h/c hair was disheveled and messy. Lilia wanted to comb it and fix it, but now was not the time for that. You sniffled and tried to dry your tears with one hand as your other one handed him the sheet of paper. Your voice was now weak and dry from crying.

“Because…of this…”

You placed the sheet of paper into his lap, the red marker in the corner burned into your mind. It made you want to sob just as hard again. Lilia took the paper into his hands with great care. He read the red marking in the corner, the percentage. He was quite impressed, considering the topic and knowing it was Trien’s class.

“An 81? That’s pretty good. Professor Trien can be a hard grader. Is the grade why you’re so upset?”

You simply shook your head silently. It wasn’t exactly the grade that had upset you, but you didn’t feel ready to confess to him. Your body shuddered as you struggled to hold back sobs. You tried so hard to keep your composure in front of him. Lilia only held sympathy within his eyes, and his voice was unsettlingly gentle.

“Then why are you so upset?”

You pulled your head out of the pillow, eyes bloodshot and covered in tears. You kept your head low and looking onto your lap that was covered by blankets. Sniffles were the only thing heard in your room for a while until your meek voice could be picked up. Tears still fell as they soaked into your bedsheets.

“It’s not good enough…”

Lilia felt a bit bewildered. He was more than impressed with the grade, and he felt so much pride for you. More questions were raised in his head. However, instead of asking more questions, Lilia decided on comforting you first. He wanted to affirm within your mind that the grade was good enough.

“It is, Y/n.”

You shook your head violently at his words. You tried your best to explain through sniffling and stuttering. Without even realizing you had begun ranting even though the information you were giving was vague. You tried your best to explain through choked sobs.

“No it isn’t! Back home, he would always expect good grades. Nothing below an A. It had to be perfect… It always had to be perfect, I always had to be perfect… And if I wasn’t… Well it always hurt when he reprimanded me… So I thought, if I didn’t show you perfect grades or did something to disappoint you then you would be upset with me too… ”

Your sudden rant had caught him off guard. Confusion and concern flurried within his mind, his eyes lingering on your tear stained face as you continued to cry. Several questions flooded his mind, but one was more repetitive than the rest. Lilia’s hand slipped into yours, squeezing it gently.

“Who are you talking about?”

Your hands were starting to shake. You just had processed what you had shared with him, and you blushed feeling incredibly embarrassed for venting to him. You pulled out your phone with your free hand, opening the photo app and scrolling to pictures that were taken a couple of years back. You turned your phone, so Lilia could see the photos

Lilia took great care to analyze the photos you were sharing. He understood that you were done trying to talk, knowing that you would sob even if you opened your mouth slightly. With his free hand, he swiped through the photos and saw you, but you were younger.

Next to you was an older man. He had gray strands within his h/c hair. The man looked like you but if you were much older. Lilia had assumed that this man that stood next to you was your father, your biological dad.

The pictures only explained who you were talking about. Lilia was still very confused on your ranting. Were you implying your father wasn’t a good father? Lilia only gave you a silent look of uncertainty. 

There was a mix of anger and perplexity within Lilia’s mind. How could someone that was supposed to be your parent treat you so horribly. Suddenly, you silently showed him the text messages you had with your father before. It solidified the anger Lilia was harboring. 

That’s when the pieces started to fall 

You saw him as a father. 

Lilia placed a gentle hand on your shoulder as you put your phone away. You tilted your head to look into those caring red eyes, ones you wished your father saw you with. But here he was, and maybe not as a replacement. Lilia was willing to be the father you never truly had. 

He placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, the graded paper now fully discarded. Lilia was solely focused on making you feel better. He wanted nothing more than to ease your anxiety and show that you were good enough. That he was proud of you, and that’s when he said those magic words.

“If you were my little boy, I would do whatever I could do.”

All of them made you feel so much better. That “bad grade” was solved through small study groups with Silver and Lilia helping you and Malleus joining when he could. Sebek of course tried and you appreciated it. You appreciated all of their efforts for helping you, for making you feel safe.

From that point on, Lilia had invited you to Diasomnia almost every day. Some, Sebek, found your presence slightly odd but warmed up to it. Silver was more than welcoming because he trusted his father’s judgement. And of course Malleus was very excited to have you around more often. 

This was what family felt like. You didn’t have to bear the thought of your father being mad at you anymore. No more fearing disappointment. It was only ever approval from Lilia and encouragement when you felt set back. Diasomnia became your found family; you were finally home.

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[landwriter]

Desperate Measures | Dream/Hob | 1.2K | G v silly and fluffy, literally 90% air, dream attempts a romantic gesture, hob is a sap and forgetful, human au, part text fic

for @domaystic drabbles, Day 6: Under the Same Umbrella

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Dream woke up to 26 texts from Hob. He put on his glasses and began his morning read. It’d replaced Times for him. The editorial quality, he thought, was far superior.

Hob (7:19 am) heading out, gave you a wee forehead kiss and you didn’t even stir. sleeping bloody beauty. love you disgustingly much x

Hob (7:26 am) couldn’t find my umbrella anywhere can you take a look if it’s not too much of a bother? feel like i’ve gone mad

Hob (7:30 am) christ it’s bucketing down!! standing under the eaves just to tell you how much it’s bucketing down

plants will be happy at least so will my goth boyfriend ;) hope your writing goes well today love. extra atmosphere!!

Hob (8:42 am) nevermind don’t look for it remembered that i left it in my office told johanna she can use it since i’m at the archives all day anyway glad i’m not the only one who’d forget their own head if it wasn’t screwed on :) :) :)

Hob (10:11 am) you should’ve seen the look lisa gave me when i showed up had to dry myself off in the men’s w half a forest of paper towels there goes my carbon offset from walking i said christ you’re probably still in bed asleep warm dry!! lucky bastard

wish i could come back already and drip puddles all over you

Hob (10:37 am) if this keeps up i’m going to look like mr darcy in the rain on your doorstep tonight don’t worry i promise not to propose marriage while insulting you xx although i do love you most ardently

...elizabeth

Dream smiled, read them all again, contemplated, and then sent his reply.

Dream (11:01 am) Sir, I appreciate the struggle you have been through

Hob replied moments later.

?? you sound like a customer service agent wait you’re quoting the film you can’t reject me if i’ve not proposed to you!! yet!!!

Dream snorted. 'and I am very sorry I have caused you pain' went the line. They’d watched it last weekend. Hob had cried, and Dream had privately decided that if Hob proposed, he’d say yes. Even if it was poorly done. It wouldn’t be, though. Not if Hob was doing it. He sent a second text.

...and I am very sorry you were drenched by rain.

Then he got out of bed and shuffled into the kitchen. His phone buzzed anew as he made tea and toast. He smiled at the sound. On their first date, Hob had warned Dream that he had a bad habit of annoying boyfriends over text. Dream, on his first date in six years, had wondered what it might be like to be so effusively charming that you could have enough boyfriends to form habits around them at all. He hadn’t known what to say, and Hob had ducked his head, grimacing a little, and said, “Just tell me to piss off, please, if I do? I know I can be a bit much.”

Dream believed it, because the man was telling him about his habits with boyfriends after one date. Not that he minded. And three months in, Dream had yet to tell him to piss off.

Turns out, a bit much was exactly what he’d wanted. Needed, in truth. Someone to tether him to the real world. His phone had become a modern-day lodestone in his pocket, a comforting pull of Hob-ness that would always point him back to life whenever he’d emerge, blinking and disoriented, out of the mire of his work. Work that he loved - creating worlds out of nothing, writing stories that would change people - but, coming on the age of thirty with nothing to show for it but recurring wrist strain and an upmarket flat that never had any guests, work that had also made him spend so much time apart from the rest of humanity that he was sometimes unsure how to rejoin it.

The tipping point had been when his eldest sister had found out that he hadn’t spoken to anyone else in between two of their regular dinners. Which were monthly. It had been mortifying. She’d smiled sadly, which was excruciating enough, and then gotten the gleam of a plan in her eyes, which had been far worse. “I’m setting you up,” she’d said. “I know just the guy. We go way back. I think you’ll like him.”

He had. Now, when his phone buzzed, he found himself frowning if it wasn’t Hob. (An exceedingly rare occasion.) But this time it was, of course. Four short messages sent one after the other:

hahahaha ok fine that was v good enjoy your day x

Five hours later, not even the curtain of rain awaiting him outside could douse the anticipation in his belly. An idea, he knew, was a powerful thing. Dream didn’t have an umbrella - Hob always shared with him, and would’ve apologetically nicked his if he had - so he would make the first leg of the journey as Hob did. He intended to go and get something nice, but once in the cold downpour, his resolve failed him almost at once, and he ducked into the first shop that had umbrellas in the window.

“Hiya,” said the girl at the counter without looking up from her phone.

Dream ignored her, blinking the rain out of his eyes, belatedly registering all the merchandise had a unifying theme and that he’d made a terrible mistake, borne of sheer desperation.

“Would you happen to have any other umbrellas? In black?” he asked. Hidden behind the counter, perhaps. If only you knew to ask.

The girl looked at him with an air of disbelieving reproval only accessible to teenagers and the very elderly. “You could try Boots, you know. It’s just down the street.”

Dream looked out the window. Rain torrented down. Commuters hurried past with their sensibly coloured umbrellas. From places exactly like Boots.

“Or we’ve got rain ponchos,” she added. It sounded like a threat.

“Nevermind,” said Dream quickly. “I’ll take it.”

“Enjoy your visit in London, sir,” she called out as he left.

He stepped outside and flicked open the umbrella with slightly more force than necessary.

Dream waited a few paces outside the archives, wanting to surprise Hob properly. Two separate pairs of tourists had thought he was their London Ghost Tours guide, and he was beginning to regret not holding out for longer, drenching be damned. Then Hob emerged, striding out and immediately stopping to pull out his phone. He was smiling at it. Dream smiled too, in anticipation.

A moment later his own phone buzzed loudly in his coat pocket, and Hob looked up in surprise.

“Oh my god,” he said. Then he said it again.

“I heard you needed an umbrella,” said Dream. He’d had the line already, since he got the idea. It had been very dashing and romantic in his head. It was somewhat undermined by the dreadful costuming choice that had been forced upon him.

Hob looked between Dream and the umbrella, bafflement melting into a happy laugh. He ducked underneath, pecking Dream on the lips. “I’m not sure I needed one quite this badly. Did you rob some poor tourist?”

“Unhappily, I paid for this.”

“Oh no,” said Hob, pulling away and pretending to inspect him for injury. “My poor darling. Your dignity.”

Dream sniffed. “I will recover.”

“Here,” said Hob. “I’ll carry it for you. You’ll only be guilty by association, then.”

They began walking, a bobbing Union Jack in a sea of blacks and greys. After the chief sin of ugliness, it was also a little small for two grown men, but Dream found he didn’t resent that at all, as Hob tucked him tightly into his side to keep them both dry. People gave them a wide berth. Tourists could never be trusted with umbrellas.

“You’ve rescued me, you know,” said Hob, nuzzling into his cheek.

“It wouldn’t do to have you dripping puddles all over the floors,” said Dream.

“Even if I looked terribly handsome, all wet and ardent?”

Dream bit his lip and smiled a little. “Perhaps you can be wet and ardent in the shower. Instead.”

Hob laughed again. It was Dream’s favourite sound. “Much warmer than the rain anyway. Deal.” Rain drummed down on their private nylon ceiling. “I was thinking chicken tikka masala for dinner?”

And so they made their way home, and although the rain never let up, Dream was so content and warm that he might’ve sworn they were walking in the sun.

[nanaminsmoon]

𝙚𝙭-𝙗𝙛!𝙏𝙤𝙟𝙞

A/N: so this is the first time writing something to post so it might not be the best and i’m sorry that it’s mad long lol.

warnings: oral (male receiving + female receiving), toji nuts on readers’ face and licks it off(he nasty asf for that), toji calls reader ‘princess’ and ‘baby, phone sex kinda (you’ll see what i mean), unprotected sex (stay safe y’all), toji is a dick but he loves you really.

wc: 4583:)) + lazily proofread.

ex-bf!Toji who weasels his way back into your life with a ‘Happy birthday!’ text. When he sent it, you hadn't spoken in a little over 6 months, but he had been planning this since that day. That being the time when he showed up at your apartment a few months after you broke up and fucked you senseless. You swore to yourself it would never happen again, but you knew there was a chance that wouldn't be true. You two had broken up because you had said that you wanted space. And ex-bf!Toji agreed to give it to you. But the problem with this man is that he will just come back whenever he thinks you've had enough space. You usually try to ignore him, but the man is very persistent.

ex-bf!Toji who shows up at your apartment the night of your birthday, knocking on it until it opens. You weren’t expecting anybody because you had spent the entire day celebrating with family and friends, and you were hoping to get some time alone at the end of the night. So you dragged your sock-covered feet across the living room to the door, and when you looked through the peephole, your heart almost stopped. You knew what ex-bf!Toji was like, but you hoped he would at least let you have some peace on your birthday of all days. The voice in the back of your mind told you that you really should’ve known better because ex-bf!Toji could be described with many words; irritating, conniving, sexy, cocky. But ‘peaceful’ was not one of them.

“Evenin’, birthday girl”, he smirked, arm leant on the doorframe, as he scanned your frame. He loved you in comfortable clothes; some baggy joggers, a baggy t-shirt, some fluffy socks, and your baby pink bonnet on your head. It ignited something inside him that he couldn’t quite put his finger on—he wasn’t quite sure if he wanted to cuddle you, or strip them off your body so he could see the bulge his dick made in your stomach properly.

“Fuck off, Toji”, you said, aiming to close the door but just as it was closing, his hand landed flat on it, opening it back up again.

“Hey, don't be like that.”, ex-bf!Toji feigned a wounded pout, “I missed you, and just wanted to make sure you had a good day. That’s all.”, he took a step forward, and you started to close the door again.

“I know you, Toji, so I know that it’s never that easy with you. I don’t wanna talk to you, and I most certainly don’t wanna fuck you.”, his head tilted at your words, as a smirk began spreading on his face, “Plus, I’m seeing someone now, and he wouldn’t like me speaking to you, so bye”, you hmphed before going to close the door but, like the other two attempts, ex-bf!Toji didn’t let that happen. But, this time, he pushed you further inside, and walked in, kicking the door closed behind him.

“He here?”, he spoke, and his voice was at the lowest it had been in all of the 90 seconds you had been speaking. ex-bf!Toji was looking around your apartment, eyes sweeping the area intently; he wasn’t scared, he just wanted to find the fucker who’d been ‘seeing’ his girl, so he could gauge his eyes out and make sure he wouldn’t be seeing anything ever again.

“No.”, you answered timidly, backing up further into your apartment. You weren’t afraid, you just knew that the only way to keep control over your limbs was to keep them away from his touch—meaning you needed to distance yourself from him.

“Then why should I give a fuck?”, he took another step forward. Once you brought up being involved with someone else, the sly twinkle in ex-bf!Toji‘s eyes had retired, his eyes darkening by two shades. Yet, at the sight of your frail movements, the simulated sympathy from earlier had found its way back onto ex-bf!Toji‘s profile.

“Don’t look so scared of me, beautiful. You know I could never hurt you, baby.”, he walked towards you and, once he saw that you were no longer retreating, his hand lifted to lightly caress your cheek. And you let him. Because this was just how ex-bf!Toji was; he would lure you into a false sense of security, hatching you in the palm of his hand, before closing his fingers around you, crushing you into dust, and sprinkling you onto the floor underneath him. That’s how your relationship had gone; the beginning being full of amazing sex, laughs, and just feeling like you were with a man who would do anything for you. It was great…until it wasn’t. You see, ex-bf!Toji doesn’t have many friends, says they’re a waste of time and that ‘the only person you can really trust is yourself’. But that posed a problem when he would constantly want to hang out with you; he wasn’t clingy, he just had no one else so he was constantly calling, texting, coming over to your place, and expecting you to drop whatever it was that you were doing just to do whatever he wanted to do. Which was usually just fucking. Okay, he was clingy, but he refused to admit it; whether he didn’t realise, or he was just in denial, you didn’t know. But it all got to be too much and you had to leave.

ex-bf!Toji‘s whose hands grew hot at the slightest graze of his fingers on your cheek. Then the glint that had resigned earlier, restored in full force. He knew you couldn’t resist him; at first he wasn’t sure, then you let him into your house with no further protests, and he knew you were his again. You didn’t know it yet, but you were. You always had been, nothing had changed, and now he was going to claim back what was his.

“Take your shoes off”, you spoke quietly, eyes still on his. You didn’t want him here, but you weren’t about to let this man stand on your new rug with his damn shoes on.

“And you said you didn’t want me here”, he chuckled.

“I don’t, but I like this rug. So you either take them off and say what you wanna say, or we have this conversation outside.”, you spat out, and his eyebrow rose as a surprised smile crawled onto his face. One thing you and ex-bf!Toji had in common was your attitude—in other words, you were both stubborn, and very vocal about it. So he was used to it. But you had never been one to give it to him first, you were only ever ‘bratty’ (as he liked to call it), when he provoked you. He had literally invited himself into your home but, in his mind, he hadn’t done to poke at you yet. At least, not enough to make you like this.

“What the fuck does this guy do to you? You never used to speak to me like this”, he chuckled as he reached down to take off his shoes, then he turned around to put them by the door, “I don’t know if I’m turned on, or pissed off”, he said on his walk back to you.

“Nothing”, you crossed your arms.

“Yeah, that’s problem”, his hands rose again, but this time they were further south, as he gripped your jaw with his right hand, “You need some dick, that’s why you’re acting up”. Due to his cocky persona, you had never confessed to ex-bf!Toji that he understood your needs like the back of his hand. You didn’t even want to admit it to yourself, at first, instead you just tried to convince yourself that maybe you’re just very predictable. Because there’s no other reason that explains him being able to know how you’re feeling, and why you’re feeling it.

ex-bf!Toji who pulls your face closer to his, as he leans down to you. Heavy breaths left both of your mouths, the tense silence sucking all of the air out of your living room. Fucking him would mean one of two things: 1) you guys get back together, which you didn’t know if you really wanted again, despite how much you missed him and his dick. Or, 2) you fuck and then never see each other again. ‘Never’ being however many months it takes for him to come back to you again. You weren’t going back to him, you never did. It felt better letting him in when he came to you, then going to him—you felt stronger because you were maintaining the space that you had wanted so bad. But then the needy part of you would always let him back in whenever you needed to be touched by someone who knew what made you feel good.

You didn’t know how it happened but, one second, you were stood in your living room then, next thing you knew, ex-bf!Toji‘s lips were pressed onto yours. His arms wrapping around you to pull you into him by your ass, before his tongue would lightly brush your lower lip, before it was inside of your mouth. Your tongues would move against each other for a few more seconds before ex-bf!Toji would pull back, your bottom lip sandwiched between his teeth as if it were a souvenir commemorating his departure from the inside of your mouth. His hands, however, remained clawing at your ass through your baggy joggers, and he just kept pulling you into himself. After a few seconds, you realised he was doing that so you could feel how hard he was under those jeans of his.

“I told you I’m not fucking you, Toji”, you shook your head lightly at him, and one of his hands rose so he could use his index finger to lift your head up.

“We both know that’s not true”, he smirked at you before he moved down to plant open mouthed kisses on your neck, biting you right on the side of it, “If he asks you who did this, tell him it was a birthday present from a friend”, he hummed against your skin.

And he was right, it wasn’t true. Because not too long after, ex-bf!Toji had you laying on your back on top of your bed, your legs hanging over the foot of it, as he knelt on the floor. One hand on your lower stomach, and another hand wrapped around your thigh so you wouldn’t move, ex-bf!Toji was eating you out like your pussy was his sole life source. He had started with languid licks between your folds, occasionally sucking and blowing on your throbbing clit but he grew impatient and just starting tongue fucking your hole. You had already cum twice, and your legs were covered in dark purple splotches, but ex-bf!Toji wouldn’t stop. He had to take his jeans off because they were starting to hurt him. With how hard he was, he thought his zip would fly off. But, as amazing as it all felt, you wanted him inside of you before you ripped a chunk of his hair out because of how hard you were grabbing it.

“Toji, f-fuck me, p-please”, you mewled out, and his head rose up for a moment so he could look at you. Your eyelashes were dry—usually, by this time, your cheeks would hold shadows of dried tears, but your face was completely barren. And he hated it.

“C’mere”, he stood up, yanking your legs towards him when he felt you were moving to slow. Then, he helped you stabilise yourself on your shaky legs, before he pushed you to the floor so you were on your knees.

“Suck it”, he ordered, and you quickly pulled his boxers down, weirdly surprised by how big he was. You had seen ex-bf!Toji‘s dick too many times for genitalia that didn’t belong to you, but you had forgotten just how big he was. And now you were faced with his dribbling tip, everything just became a bit too daunting. And ex-bf!Toji could feel it emanating off you, and he reached down to your cheek, stroking it again,

“Don’t act like you’ve never seen it before.”, he scoffed, “Don’t just gawk at it, put it in your mouth. You can take it, we both know you can”, you looked up at him, and nodded at his commands before taking him into your hand and as you were about to wrap your lips around his throbbing tip, he tsked down at you.

“None of that teasing shit. Take the whole thing in your throat”, you scoffed at him, but his face remained straight. He was dead serious.

So you took him into your mouth and, as you were slowly putting more of him into your mouth, he pushed your head down so he hit the back of your throat, and you gagged around him. Earning a dark moan from the figure above you, but he pulled you back slowly, the sensation of his length pulling out of your throat causing two fingers to drift to your clit to rub on it.

“Don’t touch it”, he breathed out, “That’s my job”, he threw his head back, and moaned up into the air.

ex-bf!Toji who fucked your throat for a few minutes, before his thighs and lower abdomen started to twitch and he felt himself getting close. So he pulled himself out of your throat. One hand grabbed the back of your hair to hold you in place, and his other hand pumped his dick before he spoke quietly,

“Close your eyes”, he warned, and you just about had enough time to heed his warning before his cum was spurting all over your face.

“Better”, he smiled, happy that your face was no longer pristine. And, before you could even gather your thoughts to understand what he meant, he was picking you up, and throwing you on your bed.

ex-bf!Toji who licks the nut on your chin, before his tongue leads him to your mouth that he kisses sloppily before pulling back from you. A smirk on his face as he takes a moment to admire how unfaltering your beauty is. You hadn’t changed since the last time you two were in this position and he hoped that it stayed that way.

ex-bf!Toji who finally gets the time to analyse your shirt, and realises he’s never seen it before.

“This his?”, he grabs a handful of the ash grey band tee. You didn’t know how you forgot that the shirt you were wearing belonged to the guy you wee seeing, but ex-bf!Toji noticed it first. You nodded up at him, and his jaw clenched. He had originally planned to pull it off you, but now he knew who it belonged to, he just ripped it in half, revealing your bare nipples. He threw the shirt somewhere in your room, before his lips latched around your nipple, nibbling at it gently, causing you to wince.

ex-bf!Toji who occupies your focus by placing wet, lingering kisses on your torso as a means to distract you while he angled himself at your entrance. That pretty much did nothing because your body reacted before you could even comprehend what was going on. Goosebumps cascaded over you as his tip brushed against your folds. And the satisfaction he got from seeing how something as miniscule as that got such a big reaction from you, meant that he would do it again. One hand on your knee to keep your legs open, and the other placed on his dick to rub the tip against your folds over and over again.

“Toji, please just fuck me!”, you whined desperately, your voice louder than you’d want it to be, and he simply laughed at you. It amused him how your demeanour had changed so quickly.

“‘Fuck me, Toji, fuck me’”, he mocked your voice, “I’ll do what I want, sweetheart. Look at you, begging for me after you were saying you didn’t want to fuck me”, he pouted again, before he slammed himself into you, causing you to cry out.

ex-bf!Toji who fucks you like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do; one of your legs sat atop his shoulder as he slams into you, over and over again. The sum of his lips leaving wet kisses wherever they can, his tip so deep inside you that it's damn near touching your lungs, and the obscenities he was licking onto your flaming hot skin, was making you go crazy.

ex-bf!Toji whose mind is fixated on fucking you so good that you won't want anyone ever again. He doesn't want to keep doing this stupid back and forth of you two walking away from each other, only to crawl right back into each others arms again. To say he was jealous was an understatement; he was seething. And, in his mind, it was already decided that you would never be seeing that guy again. Whoever the fuck he was.

“What about your boyfriend, huh? He fuck you like this?”, he chuckled, and you shook your head, still whining, “I could tell. You’re still so fucking tight, it’s like you haven’t been fucked in years”, he chuckled, breathing heavily in your ear.

“H-harder, Toji, p-please”, your words were laboured as, with the way he was pounding into you, you couldn’t garner enough air to voice an entire sentence.

“What about all that shit you were talking earlier, huh?”, he teased, “Telling me you’ve changed, but you still take my dick as good as always. Still so desperate, so needy”, his words were punctuated by harsh thrusts. It wasn’t unusual for him to relieve his anger through fucking you with reckless abandon, even if his stomach spun with guilt afterwards. But this time, ex-bf!Toji was mad at a plethora of things, and the most painful, was losing you.

Even though he never said it, you changed ex-bf!Toji’s life. Before you, he never really thought that making emotional connections with people wasn’t worth it because they were unreliable. But you were so good to him, even when he wasn’t the best to you. He lived in the same apartment building as your best friend, and you had met when you held the elevator open for him. He had never thanked you, he just smirked at you and went about his day. Then, when you next saw him, you expected him to do the same. But he didn’t, and you had teased him about it. He shrugged you off, but then he went home and nutted twice just at the thought of you. He asked you on a date, the night after he did that, and he fell in love with you a few months after.

ex-bf!Toji whose senses are overridden by everything you. Your scent, the noises you make when he hits those spots, and the satisfying sting provided by your french tip nails digging into his back. But, alas, nothing lasts forever, and his bliss was cut short by the shrill cries resonating from your phone. When he looked at the screen, he saw a male name he had never heard you mention. That must be him, he thought to himself. His hips didn’t stop, now thrusting even harder somehow, making it harder for you to push the device further on your bedside table.

“Answer it.”, he growled onto your neck. You knew why he wanted you to answer the phone, and you didn’t want to deal with the drama; you wanted to break things off with this guy in a more amicable way that wouldn’t hurt his feelings. Or, worse, stroke ex-bf!Toji‘s ego even more.

“N-no, Toji, that’s n-not— fuckfuckfuck. Toji, I’m gonna c-cum—”, your eyes were rolling so far back you could’ve sworn you saw your brain.

“You’re not cumming until you answer that fucking phone”, ex-bf!Toji stopped his movements, causing you to whine in frustration before you leaned up and shakily grabbed your phone.

“Hello?”, you breathed out, “Yeah? Um…not right now, I’m just busy. Nah, nah, I’m good, just…there was a spider and I was running around looking for it. Yeah, I would’ve called you but…I didn’t want to bother you. I, uh…I want to see you too. But, I’m just real busy right now. But…if we can, then maybe”, your eyes were trained on the man on top of you, and he was training his hands to not pick that phone up and throw it at the wall. But, instead, he put both of his hands on your knees and held them apart and pounded himself into you. Over and over and over again; his only concern being making you moan as loud as you possibly could. Naturally, your phone fell out of your hand and landed softly on the pillow, so ex-bf!Toji picked it up.

“Delete her number.”, was all he said before he placed the phone back onto the pillow. You hoped thought that he hung up, but he hadn’t.

ex-bf!Toji who fucked you harder than he ever had, just because he wanted your boyfriend to cry blood. You hadn’t realised that he hadn’t hung up yet, so when he told you to be louder, you were louder. And when he told you to moan his name like it’s the word that would grant your salvation, you complied as quick as your mind would allow you.

“Tell me you’ll never leave me again”, his thrusts grew harsher; the thought of you being ripped from him again made him beyond frustrated. And that frustration was revealing itself in how hard he was fucking you.

“I c-can’t.”, you stuttered out. How was he asking you to say shit to him when you couldn’t even remember your own name with how good he was fucking you??

“You can, and you will. Now tell me that you’re mine now. That you won’t walk away from me again.”, he growled out and, this time, his hand reached to your throat. With his thumb on one side of your neck, and his index and middle finger on the other, ex-bf!Toji squeezed gently. And that, combined with the way his tip was hitting that spot over and over again, was enough to make you dizzy. But you still obeyed.

“I..w-won’t-t. I p-promise, T-Toji, I won’t!”, you shouted out, and that was the moment your, now, ex-boyfriend hung up. And the smirk imminent on ex-bf!Toji‘s face was very telling; he was smug as fuck. Not only had he gotten rid of the fucker trying to steal the love of his life, but he got his girl back. Whether you meant what you said, or you were too fucked to know, he didn’t know nor care. He would take the angelic noises you were making as gospel.

“Damn fucking right you won’t.”, he muttered, fucking you even harder. Because his plan was just to fuck you so hard your legs gave out, and you literally would never walk away from him.

ex-bf!Toji who made you cum five times before he felt his thighs twitch for the second time that night, and he was beginning to think he was going to draw blood with how hard he was biting his bottom lip.

“Who this pussy belong to, baby?”, he grunted, before biting your earlobe. He sucked it into his mouth, and you were so overstimulated you thought you were going to faint.

“Y-you, Toji, it’s-s yours-s. F-fuckkkkfuckfuckfuckfuck”, you could feel your sixth orgasm, and you were about to lose it all. Any other day, you would talk back and give this man shit, but at this point you just needed him to nut so this could be over with. ex-bf!Toji‘s stamina was insane so he could go round after round after round, but if he was overstimulated you could at least get him to slow down for his own wellbeing.

“Imma cum in this pussy, baby, I can’t hold this shit in no more. You want it?”, the aggression in his thrusts had dropped significantly and their rhythm was far more sporadic. He knew he wasn’t pulling out; you felt so good and the wetness from the amount of times you had cum was just too good to part from.

“You still on birth control?”, he asked, his breathy heavy and laboured, and you nodded lazily. You didn’t know where you were, who you were, or what was going on at this point, and you just needed a break. The dick was too good; you wanted to be in that bed all night, but you needed some time to get yourself together or you’d go insane.

“F-fuck, baby, I c-can’t”, were the last words ex-bf!Toji uttered before his hips stilled inside you, and his head fell. The strands of raven hair that sweat hadn’t glued to his forehead were reaching out to kiss the delicate brown skin on your face.

ex-bf!Toji whose nut seems like it’s never-ending. His head is just dropped down, your foreheads attached, as he just moans lowly, his breath hitting your lips. After a few more seconds, his hips start moving again, as whines start leaving his mouth. You had never heard ex-bf!Toji whine because each time it happened, he stifled it or made sure you moaned loud enough to drown him out. But your ears, and pussy, were twitching at the high pitched noises falling from his mouth. It was just pure desperation; he needed you more than he had ever needed anything, and having you back in his arms felt like heaven to him.

“I missed you so much, princess”, his voice was starting to crack, and his fingers were about to rip through the pillow next to your head, as he came for a third time.

ex-bf!Toji who pulls your cheek onto his bare chest once you guys are done, and traces circles onto your bare arm. All the while, his lips are moving slowly, promising you the world and everything in it. As long as you stay with him forever.

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[babiebom]

Ranking my Mechat Matches Based on how much I Like Them(currently)

A/N: this isn’t to be mean or say I hate them or anything lmao it’s just for fun since I don’t see many Mechat posts on here and I wanna post something to make it obvious that I will write for them? Might be ooc for the writings but I try my best!!

Tw: cursing, some sexual mentions, maybe a little bit of bullying(affectionate and derogatory maybe), SPOILERS (maybe)

BC: at least 5 for each

Mechat Masterlist

First the guys since I am actually attracted to them:

1)Tamura Blood

Literal love of my life I’m always thinking about him

Like it’s not even like exaggerating when I say he’s taken over 90 percent of my daydreams

Like I was never really into the whole mafia romance thing before

But I genuinely want this man to be happy

Like I know he’s a character but I want him to be happy and if I have to write a million fics just to make it true for him I will

Like he actually cares even if he doesn’t show or say it and while I usually hate it he’s just so….

Idk how to explain it

He was my first match and when I first finished his story before they updated it twice I actually was VERY upset and checked on it every day to see if it would ever be updated

Idk what happens next because I’m playing through the updates now but

If me and him don’t get a happy ending I’m going to have a breakdown

I need a happy ending with him <3

The cheek kiss is the last thing I saw and I’m so mad he cheek kissed instead of lip kissed

Slow burn isn’t usually my favorite to read so this is actually killing me

But I literally look forward to his messages every day.

NAUR I FINISGED HIS STORY IN BETWEEN WRITING THIS AN DNOW IM SAD :((((( I LITERALLY J U S T BECAME HIS GORLFRIEND

MECHAT DEVS GIVE ME MORE TAMURA KISSES NOW!!!!!!!!!!

2)Yasuda Hitoshi

Honestly he annoyed me at first and I found it fun to mess with him

But he grew on me

Like even before him and me(the character obviously) started getting along he started to slowly work his way up on my list

And now that we’re getting married and he has told me about the monsters or whatever that he had to save me from

He’s super sweet even if he’s still sorta a big meanie

I think it’s cute

Like YES I love the guy who is mean to everyone but me trope

Like yeah he’s not mean but he isn’t really outgoing or nice with other people

Like he jokes and is cute and UGH

And the way he actually stands up to his parents for you is literally swoon worthy

LOVE MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

3)Johnny Roe

Honestly I think I skipped him the first couple times he popped up as a match

And then when I saw everyone talking about him I thought it was like

…..everyone was over hyping him

But then I got him as a match again

So I matched with him

And he’s actually so cute

And his storyline is cute

And he’s like one of my favorites (obviously seeing as he’s number three)

I now understand the hype surrounding him because I would actually kill someone for this man

And I want to fight the mother so bad

It makes me upset how he’s always like “she’s still my mom”

Like yeah but she literally ABUSED YOU?????

Like I understand completely and I know it would be hard to just turn off loving her for him

But UGH

I want permission to throw hands

And honestly not to trauma dump my mom is the same way

Like she’s not abusive but she was abused by our family when she was a kid(including my grandmother)

And she’s so fiercely protective of her and like I love my grandmother but UGH I have like a place of resentment in my heart for her because e my mom didn’t deserve any of the bad things that has happened to her

So I know firsthand what it’s like to have a parent somewhat like Johnny(my mom doesn’t have agoraphobia)

I guess that’s why I’m super fond of him? Because he’s familiar in a way to me

I just want him to be happy :(

4)Optimo Lynx

I got a crush on him slowly

Like at first I was MEH about him

But then he was a cute nerd who is studying to be a….doctor(????? I forgor sorry)

AND on the other hand he’s a superhero who has literally saved me twice

Like actually I love him

Very smart and cares about people

Like actually HE SAVES LIVES

Like ?????? It’s sad that the public can’t know his identity bc the government will be mad

And the fact I think he would hate that

But he deserves to be paid for saving people the way that he does

And studying on top of that

Like I wouldn’t be able to IMPRESSIVE MAN

wanna give him kisses

ALSO ALSO ALSO

I don’t think I’ve EVER mentioned this on my blog

But black hair blue eyes combo is my favorite

So actually he’s my dream man

I wanna give him more kisses!!!!

I NEED MORE GEMS SO I CAN KISS HIM

And maybe suck his dick if he lets me

5)Zander Echo

When I first started his storyline I only wanted to get him to like me bc he hated me

Like Oh? You hate me? You won’t after I follow this simple plan

But then he started growing on me because he calls me his little snack

And I know he means it in a cannibalistic way but it’s hot so oh well

Then he actually started caring about me kinda

And showed me the ocean in a way that didn’t terrify me (I’m afraid of the ocean)

Like actually while this is lowkey my worst nightmare

I can breathe underwater and I’m not dying or anything so it’s less scary

But I’m still scared of the ocean

It he has a castle that I live in so it’s FINE

Literally would help me get over my fear if he wouldn’t eat me

Also I wish I could give him smooches

6)Azur Blackshade

Ghost man ghost man grim reaper ghost man

Hot hot man

Actually so interesting

And sad

I wanna know how he works

Like I wanna pick at his mind

Honestly ghost types aren’t my favorite monster types but UGH

He makes me wanna write a fanfic of a ghost love interest or something

Really really like him

7)Jozef Chrobak

He was my number one for a HOT WHILE

like I think he’s so hot

And his art style is attractive

Like he’s a VERY good looking man

I do like making people like me

And the fact that he was so against love in the beginning made it more fun

And then the ex appeared and pissed me off

But we ended up together

The only reason he’s this low is because I stopped playing his route bc my own character was pissing me off

Like she’s such a bitch

Like omg he’s romantic now I hate it

Are you a dumb ass hoe or what?

8)Brook

I liked the poly aspect and he was VERY cute

And I’m pretty sure he was a nurse or doctor or the person in an ambulance and I find that super attractive

Like YES save lives papi!!!!!!!!!

And for the most part I liked the story

I could see myself having a crush on him irl

Sweet sweet man

I don’t remember much else since I finished it MONTHS ago

9)Felix

To start off Felix and Brook are pretty much equal

Like it’s a poly relationship and I like them pretty much the same

They’re both sweet men and they’re both attractive

Even though I hated that they all abandoned me

I do think it’s attractive that they all took time to better themselves and their relationship

Like it takes a lot to realize when to step back because the situation you’re in isn’t a good one or might lead to you resenting someone

They were cool

And he was a model so obviously he was hot

Love them

10)Vile Darko

Actually insane?

I like him a lot simply because he seems psychotic

Like WHO makes someone go through insane things for money or whatever

Like actually a clown and it’s attractive

Even though I’m scared of clowns

He makes it hot AND scary

Like I’m genuinely fearing for my life (in game) but I’m also like yeah if he kills me it’s fine bc he has to touch me to do that :)

11)Enzo Gomez

I was SHOOK when I realized he wasn’t just a dog man

Like he’s an actual human that was cursed

He’s a werewolf but Doberman style

His human form is attractive

And don’t kill me but the dog form is somehow attractive(maybe it’s the teeth? Idk)

And his story is kinda sad

Well sad in that he is cursed

I’m pretty sure he was a horrible person and that’s why he was cursed

And I’m glad he has become a better person because of it

12)Lan Ying

He was up at the top before I finished his story a while ago

And now he’s back but I’m not as crazy about him because I’m crazy about tamura so I haven’t played his update yet

But I do LOVE him

Like actually a dom that isn’t an asshole

And I do like shibari and he’s nice

I hate that he ties other people up though

Like mine and only mine?

Seems like a very level headed guy and that’s very attractive

Probably one of the least toxic in this list ngl

13)Eichi Hirano

I’ve never really been crazy about him

Like even though I’m a hyper sexual person his is ONLY sex and sometimes him having trouble with his hotels or whatever

So I wasn’t really interested in him

In still not all that interested :/

He’s cute though

And obviously the sex is good for my character so I guess

I do think he’s kinda nice though, so I do like him

14)Rei

I think he is the SWEETEST guy in an unfortunate position

Because his sister is manipulating him into being basically a scammer and he doesn’t wanna do it

But she gets pissy with him if he refuses

And while I know he could take himself out of that situation

It’s hard with siblings that you wanna keep in your life or whatever

Especially because they’re twins

My only problem with him is that he doesn’t have much of a spine

Like I would like him to stand up to her

But like he’s sweet and I hope the rest of the storyline is good. I kinda stopped playing it

It’s like only two dates that they have?

I don’t feel like wasting diamonds on them right now lmao

15)Dare

I think he’s hot

But in reality I would hate him

I hate playing truth or dare bc it makes me anxious and I can never think of anything

also he knows exactly how he’s making those people suffer and acts like he doesn’t

Actually manipulative

And everything is a game to him UGH

It just annoys me

The sex was cool though

And he is kinda interesting

But like the whole four horsemen thing is an ewie to me

16)Ezra Michelle

I do actually really like Ezra

But I hate the fact that I can’t romance him

I wanna romance the pastor man

I wanna give him smooches but NAUR he’s dedicated his life to the lord

Also he’s cool for a pastor

Obviously they weren’t gonna put a total asshole extreme Christian person in the game

But I do think the way he’s written is very Joseph dream daddy coded but cooler and less shitty

Like Joseph was a shitty man

But Ezra is really cool so far

He’s only this low bc I stopped playing bc I was sad I couldn’t marry him and went after people I could romance instead

17)Drink

He wasn’t really there in the storyline

Like dare was the main character I guess out of the four

Drink and dance barely showed up

But I liked him

And I think his super power of making drinks is cool

Because I hate alcohol and how it tasted I think he would be really dangerous for me if he can make a drink that doesn’t taste like ass

And was kinda nice when we finally got to talk to him

But otherwise he wasn’t really there oof

18)Social

He was more there than drink and dance but he annoyed me

Literal definition of influencer

I was ANNOYED the entire time I had to talk to him

Like can you GET OFF YOUR PHONE

I DONT CARE ABOUT YOUR FOLLOWERS

GET YOUR CAMERA OUT OF MY FACE BITCH BOY

Like his only personality trait is social media

And yeah granted his name is social

But the others were much more interesting than him

His only good trait is that he’s hot and could probably make me famous if I wanted him to

19)Joon Hwang

I don’t remember him oof

I think I liked him a little bittle but I don’t remember anything about who he is or his storyline so eh

20)Seong On

Like Joon I have no idea who this guy is even though I know I did play through some of his storyline

I have nothing to say about him yikes

Now onto the women since I did match with them!!(my storyline beliefs might be wrong because I speed through them for gems)

1)Naya Honoka

HER STORYLINE IS INSANE?

Like actually I was like OOOH a cute nurse when we first started talking

Then as time went on I was like oof she has no time to herself but she’s so nice and cute

And it was just the right amount of spicy that I was like yeah this is KINDA realistic

LIKE SHE SAVES LIVES WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM HER (other than time)

Then it went into a whole hostage witness protection thing

And I was like HUH

My character in this pissed me off

Bc why when she says HEY don’t say my name call me Hannah instead

My character says Naya 400999 times like MAAM

STOP OUTING HER!!!!!!!!!

Anyways she’s so sweet and deserves love and I want her to be happy and get more breaks from working

Only thing I currently don’t like is how she literally is spending our honeymoon being a nurse

But also irl I would be okay with that bc that means I can be alone for some of the day so oof

2)Eiko Suzuki

I like her more now than I did in the beginning

In the beginning she was kinda annoying

But now I’m like OKAY she deserves the WORLD

Like not because she’s a kitsune but like she is SO PRETTY

And I do like that she’s a family girl

I do think it’s weird that she was like “I don’t want anything serious”

But wanted us to help her with everything

Like I think at this point we’re something more but they haven’t made it official

Which bothers me bc I need to know I’m the only one

And her storyline is also insane

Like WTF your ex boyfriend ruined your life and is BACK to ruin it even more

AND your family can turn into cute ass foxes and you didnt use that to your advantage and KILL HIM?

Literally just maul him as a fox and be like

OH NAUR my bf got mauled by a wild animal I wonder how this could’ve happened?!!!!!!!!!

I do think she’s cool though even though we have to help her with everything and she doesn’t think things through sometimes

I also think it’s funny that since I’m not spending diamonds on her choices that my character is a complete asshole

Like she left her to die LMAO

3)Lexi Rose

I LOVE THAT SHE COSPLAYS

like actually her being an otaku is so cute

And I’m pretty sure she got a tv show opportunity at some point I don’t remember

Like I’m proud of her

Sad that she feels like her true self isn’t very cool

Bc I really like her

She seems sweet and cool and her interests are ones that I like

Like I might not be the biggest anime fan

But I would watch several with her as dates

Like we do not have to leave the house lets snack and you can tell me all the attack on titan lore.

4)River Morales

PRETTY WOMAN

would’ve been number one had I played her recently

But I haven’t played her for WEEKS

so she went down as I lowkey forgot about her

Honestly she was cool and I love that she’s an artist

And I do like the poly dynamic

And the fact that she was REALLY honest about her feelings towards the end

Hate that they kinda abandoned me

But I do like her a lot

Super sweet girl

I think she was sorta insecure in her storyline and I hate that for her

5)Reko Lamarr

Dommy mommy dommy mommy

She’s kinda a bitch

And as a dom I feel like she’s pretty……

Needy?

Like I feel like she should just be a bratty sub or something

Maybe it’s bc I prefer service doms?

But she’s like serve ME worship ME

instead of being a cute dom?

Like MAAM tell me what to do but love on me too

She’s cool tho

Like LOVE a business woman

Get that money queen

She’s VERY stressed

And actually kinda hot when she spanks us

Just wish she was more service-y instead of demand-y

I want to be babied pls

6)Alice Young

She’s okay I guess

I’m not really into sports

And I just started her storyline

And I kinda find the sports thing annoying

Maybe it’s bc I’m not…enthusiastic? Driven about sports that I’m like????

Just FIRE HIM??????

He’s a coach not your dad

Hire someone that cares about your mental health as well as you winning

Like girl just say that you wanna just be friends until you’re done with your tournament or whatever

Like why even join Mechat if you have a whole sports thing you wanna win

Like focus on that THEN join dating apps?

Other than that she’s pretty and cool

And I think her being athletic is attractive

7)Dance

She’s not that bad at all

But we hardly have content of her?

Like we barely see her during the storyline

So she’s okay I guess

Likes to dance and so do I

The only downside is that she’s part of the four horsemen

The upside is that I found the dancing plague in France to be funny and as soon as I saw this party was like that I cackled

But also not really funny in theory

Also kinda dislike her bc she thought the people were having fun when she knew they weren’t

I think she would be fun to be around in small doses.

8)Eura Alabaster

WOULDVE BEEN DEAD ASS LAST IF IT WASNT FOR RAITAS BITCH ASS

I actually HATE her

Like overconfident people don’t really bother me

It’s just SOMETHING about her that pisses me off

Like the way she is makes me want to beat her to death with my fists

Like she’s annoying and overconfident and stupid

AND she kidnapped me

Granted I’m not against someone kidnapping me(in the fictional world)

SHE JUST HAD TO PUT ME ON A BOAT

I HATE boats

I hate the ocean

I think that’s why I hate her so much

The fact that it’s the ocean we’re dealing with

And she’s triggering my irrational fear of the Bermuda Triangle

So it’s stressing me out

I just hate her

9)Raita

I haven’t finished their storyline so if she turns out fine later sorry

But right now

AT THIS MOMENT

I hate her and how she treats Rei

Like she’s an actual bitch and I hate that my character hasn’t said so

Like actually I would’ve been like ??????are you dumb or stupid why are you such a bitch ass hoe????

She’s so mean and for WHAT

He has done nothing wrong but she acts like he has

Like he doesn’t want to scam people but this scamming ass bitch is forcing him to

And I know someone is gonna be like “he can make his own choices”

Sometimes when it involves family and staying on their good side you don’t really have a choice if you want them in your life good or not

Like I HATE HER

[kimbappykidding]

You'd just come out of a 4-year relationship with Seventeen's Vernon and were understandably a little out of it. You understood the breakup and it had been a mutual agreement but that didn't makeyou feel any better. The only good thing was your company was being absorbed by Hybe meaning your group Fromis_9 was transfering labels and so there was a lot of change to distract you. You were in the car on your way to your first visit with the CEO when your leader Saerom squeezed your hand. She knew things had been hard for you lately and was the perfect balance of being supportive but also not drawing attention to your situation. You gave her a small nod telling her you were fine when you saw the building appear behind her and your jaw dropped. The Hybe building was so much fancier than anything you were used to! You all walked through the door staring at the ceiling and were so impressed. Your car had pulled up to an underground car park and then you'd been waved through security into their interior reception straight away with smiles and nods from the guards. The receptionist was lovely and knew you all by name. Everyone seemed so friendly so you didn't feel out of place asking where the bathroom was. The receptionist told you and you made your way there but when you came back out couldn't recall how you got here. You followed one corridor but ended up somewhere different and looked around confused. You were about to head back the way you'd come when the door opened and a person hurried through crashing into you. "Oh my god I am so sorry!" the person cried and when he looked up you realised you recognised him. 

It was TxT's Beomgyu.

He seemed to recognise you as his eyes widened and he looked around "oh you're Y/n from Fromis_9 right?". You nodded "yeah we're here for our induction but I went to the bathroom and got lost". Beomgyu laughed "seriously? How did you end up over here? The bathroom is right by reception". You looked down embarrassed but Beomgyu started laughing again and his laugh was so goofy it made you smile. "I don't know" you admitted and Beomgyu beamed at you "that's hilarious and actually a little impressive. Let me show you the way". "So what do you think of the building so far?" Beomgyu asked as you walked together and you paused debating an answer when he replied "huge right?". You smiled nodding and Beomgyu started telling you about his first time here. You'd been struggling to speak to people lately and liked how Beomgyu took control of the conversation without making it all about him. He was clearly a natural with people and put you at ease. "Yeah so I drove around for 15 minutes because I thought this was an army base or something and my manager was so mad" Beomgyu finished and you smiled "see at least I wasn't that bad, I got through the door" and Beomgyu burst into laughter. "You're totally right, I'm a little more of a mess than you". You half gasped half laughed when he called you a mess and Beomgyu smirked "what I never said being a mess was a bad thing! I'm a mess 90% of the time and it's so much fun, it'd be nice to have another hot mess around". You looked down unsure if he was calling you hot or a mess or both but shrugged "well I guess if I meet the criteria I'll take it" and Beomgyu cheered "yay welcome to the club!" and held out a hand to you. You looked down before realising he wanted you to shake it and you did just that. Beomgyu smiled once again and then opened his arms "and here we are!" he said coming around a corner where all your members were waiting. You were horrified to see several members of staff were around and even the CEO who had come downstairs to meet you, were all clearly searching for you. However the second the CEO saw you with Beomgyu he smiled "Beomgyu what a relief, did you find our lost lamb?". "Sir yes sir!" Beomgyu said saluting him and you laughed at his goofiness. "Good boy" the CEO said patting him on the back "see how polite our idols are ladies? Y/n I trust Beomgyu was a perfect tour guide?". You nodded "yes he was very nice" and Beomgyu smiled at you "thanks Y/n, now if you'll excuse me I told Yeonjun I'd be 2 seconds and that was 5 minutes ago". Beomgyu bowed to everyone but made a special effort of saying goodbye to you and then left. That interaction immediately put you in a good mood and you took it as a sign this merge was going to be good for you and your members thought so too. You'd totally clammed up since your breakup and even with acquaintances you struggled to keep a conversation going...but when they saw you with Beomgyu they were reminded of the proper Y/n. You looked comfortable and were clearly amused by whatever he was saying. Beomgyu seemed lovely and they were so happy out of everyone you could've bumped into, you met a wonderful social butterfly like him. They noticed the spring in your step after that interaction and hoped there would be many more. Which there were because Beomgyu loved making friends and he bragged to all his members he'd made a new one. They totally didn't believe him so when he saw you later that week in the cafe he gasped and called out your name. He rushed over to you and you worried something had happened by his urgency. "Y/n you have to help me!" he said and you were immediately on alert "what's up?". "They don't believe we're friends" Beomgyu said "they said someone as pretty as you could never be friends with someone as ugly as me!" he said pouting. You looked behind him to see his members had followed him over and heard all of that. Yeonjun beside him rolled his eyes before looking at you "hi Y/n it's lovely to meet you, we totally didn't say that. We just doubted Beomgyu knew you". "But we can clearly see he does" Soobin nodded but Taehyun shrugged "that or he just ran up to her randomly and she's too nice to say no". Yeonjun nodded "he has done that before" and you turned to Beomgyu "you have?". "In my defence, she looked like someone I knew and I got them mixed up. I really don't get why she pretended she knew me" Beomgyu said and you nodded, that story making more sense. "Well we do know each other. See I got lost on my first day here and Beomgyu helped me get back". "A gallant hero some might even say" Beomgyu added when Taehyun replied "but she didn't". Beomgyu gasped "Y/n I was gallant wasn't I?". You nodded "yeah you were really helpful and friendly". He shot Taehyun a "there" look and then noticed you were ordering coffee "oh what are you getting?". You told him and he nodded "that sounds good, I'll have one too" he told the barista and then reached for his wallet "don't worry I'll get this". You went to protest but he shook his head "we've been told to be welcoming and I think buying you your morning coffee is a great first step to achieving that". You were going to argue when Yeonjun cried "aww thanks Beomgyu!" and all the other members put their coffee order on his card too". You felt bad but Beomgyu assured you it was fine and proudly handed you your coffee when it was ready. "I'm really sorry but I have to go" you said and Beomgyu shook his head "no don't be silly go! Don't be a stranger, come to our floor anytime!". You told him you would even though you didn't think you'd have the confidence to but returned to practice with a big smile on your face. It was safe to say your first month at your new company had gone well but you thought that was likely to change considering your ex was also moving to the same building. You and Vernon had been together since you were trainees which was sweet but it all felt a little pre-destined. You were the youngest in your group and Vernon the second youngest in his group but were born only days apart. Because of this, the staff used to tease you two from the very first day you started. You were paired up because you looked cute and they'd jokingly say neither of you was allowed to date anyone except each other. They obviously weren't being serious but made their preference clear from day one and that put the idea in your head. Being told you'd be good with another person often enough makes you believe it and the two of you ended up together. However, despite your whole company's support it wasn't meant to be and things ended. You were in the same company which made it awkward but not overly because you both trained at different buildings. However, now you'd both be in the same building meaning you might bump into each other often and Seventeen were coming today. Your group has been sent first as the guinea pigs for 2 reasons. 1. You were less popular so it mattered less and 2. As a girl group, you were taken less seriously than a male group because sexism! So they'd tried your group and when they'd seen it was successful, brought forth Seventeen. Apparently, they were going to be two floors below you and you made sure to arrive early so there was no way you'd bump into each other. You felt safe on your floor and didn't venture from it all day. However, that wasn't something you could do all the time and you bumped into Seventeen a week later. You were in the cafe when you heard loud voices and turned to see Dk, Mingyu and Scoups come in. You were sat down and had no idea what to do. They hadn't spotted you yet so you looked down pretending you hadn't seen them and tried to be invisible. But you suddenly heard them go quitter and risked a glance up to see them watching you. They looked away pretending they hadn't been but you'd caught them. Seeing as they'd already seen you, you decided to leave and as you passed they smiled and bowed. You did the same and rushed back to your floor. The girls knew without asking why you looked so shocked. There was only one thing that made you that way and it was Vernon. The girls had seen the problems from the start but tried to be supportive. The two of you were just too...different yet similar for it to work. You were both chill introverts who liked to do your own thing so matched in that way. However, you liked reassurance and communication whereas those things didn't come naturally to Vernon and that's where your relationship fell apart. It wasn't anyone's fault. You just both had different ideas of what a relationship should be and those ideas didn't match. So you broke up but you couldn't help but take it personally. Were you too sensitive and clingy? Even though you'd parted ways mutually Vernon started the conversation so in your eyes you were dumped and Vernon didn't like you. That's why you were so downcast and were avoiding seeing him so much but when you finally saw Vernon you had an audience. You often bumped into TxT around the building as they were a floor down from you and you enjoyed it because they were always so welcoming. One week your bathrooms were being re-done and you had to use the ones on the TxT floor. You loved it because it meant seeing the guys more and now you felt comfortable and familiar with them all. You often finished at the same time as them on purpose and today was no different. You were waiting for the lift with TxT, excited to be going home. They were laughing and joking with you and you felt comfortable with all of them due to Beomgyu. He always came over when he saw you and the members would come too and chat. They now all came over whenever they saw you so you were officially friends with them all. So you were on your way to after-work drinks when the elevator opened and who was it but Seventeen. 

You didn't notice them at first because Yeonjun was complimenting your jacket while Beomgyu claimed his was better. The two of you were competing, arms outstretched and you only realised something was up because you felt the mood dip and looked up to see Vernon. All of Seventeen froze and looked at him. He looked at you and then looked down. You looked away embarrassed and Beomgyu intervened. "We'll wait for the next one" he said and the boys nodded. Your eyes were on the floor but the second the doors closed Beomgyu cracked a joke and had everyone laughing again. The way he immediately made you feel better was the start of your crush on him. You loved how infectiously happy he was and realised he made you feel pretty damn good! Which was all you can ask for really.  

You bumped into the other Seventeen members more around the building and it did get less awkward. You were now at the stage of nodding to one another. A sign of acknowledgement but also not intimate enough to require conversation. You still got nervous when you saw them but it was no longer debilitating. You and Vernon avoided one another and you were nowhere near the nodding stage but you didn't mind. 12/13 was fine and how many people were on friendly terms with their exs? So you were content with your new life but your crush on Beomgyu was nagging you slightly. You didn't want to have a crush on him because you were sure he wouldn't return your feelings. Plus you were much too fragile for a relationship but Beomgyu just felt safe and when things went wrong he was quickly becoming your go-to.   You had a new comeback and were working on the vocals. You'd been putting in a lot of time to try and get them right and didn't realise how late it was until you left your practice room. You'd purposefully chosen the small one hidden at the end of the corridor so you wouldn't bother anyone but the opposite seemed to have happened...nobody could find you. You couldn’t find any of your members and a staff member told you they’d left. Apparently they’d searched for you but when they couldn’t find you figured you'd gone home early and had left. You checked your phone to see many missed calls and texts proving the story. This meant the car was gone and it was dark outside. You didn't mind the half an hour walk home, just you had to walk past a football stadium and that never felt safe. The men were either drunk and in a bad mood because they lost or drunk and giddy because they'd won. Either way, you didn't feel comfortable around them so you began debating who at the company you could call for help and one name came to your mind straight away. Beomgyu.

So you went downstairs to their floor and were relieved to see TxT were still here. They were in a studio but just seemed to be talking so you knocked and were waved inside. "Y/n?" Beomgyu asked and you nodded coming into the room more "Hi, sorry to interrupt but you mentioned a while ago I could come here if I needed anything". Beomgyu nodded immediately becoming serious and came over to you "of course, are you okay?". You nodded "I'm fine, I just wondered if you walk home? The car left without me by mistake, I was working on some lines on one of the solo booths and the others thought I'd left. It's not far only a 20-minute walk max but it's gotten dark and I have to pass the stadium on the way...so I was wondering if you or anyone walks that way and would let me tag along?". Beomgyu nodded "yeah of course! I pass the stadium so we can walk together". "Really?" you asked "that's so great thank you so much". Beomgyu winked playfully "don't sweat it, we just have to run through this number one more time so how about you chill in the corner, we shouldn't be too much longer". You nodded "yeah take as long as you want and thanks again". Beomgyu smiled at you before rushing back to formation. He nodded to the guys saying it was sorted and none of them batted an eyelid when you took a seat. The staff started the music and you felt rather excited to be witnessing their performance. TxT always looked so professional on stage and you couldn't wait to see what they were like behind the scenes. Your favourite song was blue hour because you loved how happy and playful it was...their new comeback was completely different and you had no idea. The song started and you jumped at how loud it was and how quickly the beat started. The song wasted no time and the boys jumped into the choreography quickly. The concept was a hot bad boy vibe and they pulled it off so well....especially Beomgyu which surprised you. He was always so joyful and funny it amazed you that he was now so, well hot. You found your eyes glued to him, your stomach fluttering at the smirk on his face while he delivered his lines and executed the moves effortlessly. He was so cool and had an amazing body. How had you overlooked this? You supposed after your breakup you weren't on the lookout for hotties but still, this was a pretty big oversight. The song ended and the staff all applauded with you joining in. Beomgu noticed and suddenly a big grin was on his face "you enjoyed it Y/n?". "You were so cool" you breathed and the guys all laughed. "Thank you" Huening Kai said smiling proudly and you nodded "the choreo was so great, I'd love to be as good a dancer as you guys". Beomgyu grinned "ah come on I've seen you dance you're good". You shook your head "I can get through the choreo but I don't have to passion you guys had! You jumped up so high in the air and gave it so much heart". Beomgyu smiled "I am so getting you to learn this choreo to see it's not that hard". Soobin nodded "you can but not tonight, the staff want to go home". Beomgyu nodded "of course, I'll grab my stuff and we can go". Beomgyu led you to their break room and he gathered his coat before turning to you "let's go!". You both wore low hats and scarves to hide your face so you wouldn't be photographed together but as you headed away from the company building that became less and less likely so you took them off. Beomgyu was just as chatty as usual and you loved how he could turn anything into a conversation. You were debating plant personalities (were cacti mean and grouchy or were they really chill and shy) when you reached the football stadium.   Beomgyu saw you move closer to him as you saw the group of men coming towards you and he quickly switched sides with you so he was in between them and you. He kept close to you and stared right ahead as if they weren't there. They did look at you but it was only a glance and they moved on. You had no incidents whatever and when you reached your street you frowned suddenly realising you were basically home and Beomgyu was still with you. "So where do you live?" you asked and Beomgyu shrugged "oh not far I'll just hop in a taxi". You paused "wait I thought you lived near here?". "Yeah, I do it's like 10 minutes in a car". You gaped "Oh no! I'd never have asked you if it made you come so far out of the way!". Beomgyu grabbed your arm lightly to make you stop panicking "Y/n it's fine! I wanted to walk with you because I wanted to make sure you were safe and that is totally worth it" he said smiling. You laughed "you're so nice, I don't think I've ever met anyone like you". Beomgyu smiled "that's really sweet...please tell my members that because I keep saying I'm an angel but they don't believe me". You chuckled "I will, would you like to wait inside for your lift?". Beomgyu paused "if you don't mind?" and you nodded "of course!" and led him inside. You stepped into your house gingerly but none of your members were around. You took Beomgyu into the kitchen where you made him a warm drink while he waited for Soobin who he'd roped into picking him up. Beomgyu smirked when he saw you make a warm drink for yourself in a Pikachu mug. "Fan of Pokémon?" he asked and you looked at it before going bright red "that's so embarrassing" and you tried to hide it but Beomgyu reached past you pulling it back out "no it's not! Pikachu is so cute that’s why everyone loves him". "Yeah but usually as children not adults". Beomgyu smiled "so? We've all got our thing and you're obviously a Pokémon master". You blushed still embarrassed but a thought occurred to you "so what's your thing?". "My what?" Beomgyu asked and you elaborated "you said we've all got our embarrassing thing so what's yours?".  Beomgyu's eyes widened and he shook his head "nope can't tell you that". "Why not?" you asked grinning "I told you mine!". "No I saw your mug it's different" Beomgyu insisted smirking and you were still playfully bickering when Saerom walked in. She jumped seeing Beomgyu there and then bowed "Y/n we thought you went out after work". You shook your head "no I was still rehearsing when you left but Beomgyu walked me home so don't worry" you explained. Your leader was beside herself but Beomgyu assured her it was normal. "Trust me Soobin forgets me all the time but I'm starting to think that might be on purpose" making you both laugh and putting the room at ease. You chatted for a while before Soobin arrived and Beomgyu came out to meet him. In the car Soobin looked at Beomgyu "so...is there something going on? With you and Y/n?". Beomgyu blushed "what? No!" and Soobin smiled at his response "okay just...". "Just what?" Beomgyu asked immediately and Soobin struggled not to grin "Yeonjun thought he sensed something between you in the practice room. That there was some tension there and apparently Y/n was only watching you throughout the whole thing". Beomgyu blushed and found the idea you only had eyes for him very appealing. You were very beautiful and he loved how you got more and more confident the more you were around him. He found you so endearing and interesting, he definitely love to ask you out but he paused. "I mean is he sure? She only just got out of a big relationship, I doubt she's ready for something new". "Oh yeah with Seventeen's Vernon right?" Soobin asked. Beomgyu nodded "we bumped into him one day and it was so awkward remember? Y/n looked so uncomfortable around him and couldn't wait for those lift doors to close". Soobin nodded "do we know why they broke up?". Beomgyu shook his head "no Y/n didn't tell me and I didn't ask. It's her business". Soobin nodded "still though she'll probably move on eventually and the two of you get along. Would you really say no if she asked you out?". Beomgyu knew the answer immediately "no" but he also wasn't willing to put everything on the line and risk ruining your friendship by asking you first. However, that also didn't mean he was going to stop seeing you.

This will be a two part series and part two can be found here.

I love how happy and fun Beomgyu seems! I bet he’s that friend who won’t leave until he makes you smile and he seems like such a cute sunshine :) 

[ejzah]

I’m just imagining Kensi and Deeks trying to manage all the problems the twins inadvertently cause their first few years of school, because little kids are chatty and have no filter 90% of the time.

In preschool:

Deeks: No, Miss Harris, we do not let Caleb or Sophia play with guns.

Kensi: We used to work in law enforcement, but they’ve never even seen our service weapons.

Miss Harris: Are you sure? They’ve invited several children over to come play “Federal Agents”.

Deeks, sighing: We’ll have a talk with them.

***

In Kindergarten:

Deeks: I just don’t understand how this happened. We’ve talked with Caleb and Sophia about this many times and they know it’s not ok to threaten to arrest their friends when they get mad.

Teacher: I see. There’s also the matter of the twins claiming that you live with a bad Russian man.

Kensi, rubbing her nose: Arkady.

Deeks, awkwardly: Ah, yeah, technically that’s true. I mean, he doesn’t live with us, but um, we are loosely related to a Russian man who likes to share some tall tales. We try not to let him around the kids unsupervised.

Teacher: Well at least that explains the day they refused to speak in anything but Russian.

Kensi: We should just homeschool at this point.

***

At the start of first grade:

Deeks, speaking to both twins in the car: Ok, so let’s go over the rules one more time.

Caleb, sighing: Don’t discuss weapons, the federal government, or secret missions.

Sophia: We shouldn’t tell any of Uncle Arkady’s stories. Even for story time.

Caleb: No practicing martial arts on the mean kids.

Sophia: And no talking about when you and mommy are kissing.

Kensi, shuddering: I will never forget that day.

Caleb: But can we tell them how babies are made?

Deeks, quickly: No. That includes showing YouTube videos during free time.

Caleb: But—

Deeks: Nope.

Sophia: Fiiiine.

Deeks: Good. Alright, I love you both. Have a first good day of school!

Kensi: Love you! Oh, and Grandma Deeks’ stories are off limits too!

[jamiesfootball]

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❔Choose a random WIP and talk about it.

So I've got this random wip that's been sitting in my drafts that is basically:

Roy and Jamie stick around after the gala talking to each other and having a surprisingly great time about it

'Give him an inch and he'll act like it's been three weeks' Jamie then shows up the next day assuming him and Roy are like. Best friends

'Takes 5 to 6 months to process things' Roy Kent is like fuck no. You're an awful person.

Jamie: *shocked pikachu face*

Roy: *does not want to feel bad about it* *does not want to feel bad about it* *the prick did it to himself* ........ *FEELS BAD*

Roy: be less of a dick and then we'll talk

Jamie: .......how much less of a dick?

Roy: what?

Jamie: like, 20% less?

Roy: No.

Jamie: 30%?

Roy: At least 90% less of a dick than your current levels of dickishness

Jamie: Can't go that high, I've got an image to protect. 75%

Roy: 80.

Jamie: Deal. FIFA at my place?

Roy: the fuck did I just agree to

What takes place after that is a slapstick level of antics as Jamie attempts (fails) (succeeds while failing?) to be exactly 80% nicer, which to him means that for every 4 '''nice''' things he does, he gets to cash in 1 free coupon to be a dick and Roy can't get mad at him for it. He's turned being nice into a points system.

"At least the good outweighs the bad?" Ted suggests when Roy tells him, which tells Roy that Ted isn't taking this seriously.

And the nice things he does? Somewhere between 'confused but he's got the spirit' and 'I guess that technically counts but I'm not happy with it.'

Nate - Compliments his hair every time he sees him. “Well I’m talking up, yeah? So his perceived value will seem higher than it actually is. Technically this should count as two since he's clearly insecure about it - I mean, why else would he keep dying it all the time. He isn't fooling anyone.���

[Isaac is now convinced Jamie is gay and in love with Nate. Colin is dying inside because when he tries to correct Isaac, Isaac acts like Colin is being homophobic. Jamie has no idea. Nate's self-esteem grows exponentially fast.]

Sam - Steps over him. Gets yelled at by Roy for not checking on his teammate. Points out Sam isn't actually hurt. Roy tells him it's still his job to back Sam up. Jamie backs Sam up by going at the guy who tackled him and gets yellow carded off the field.

This is not what Ted intended, but it's not...not the kind of behavior he wants from Jamie?

The entire team is just confused. Roy doesn't know how this became his problem.

Jamie is... confused for other reasons. Because he only did all this stuff, yeah, because there's this stupid bit inside him that he can't seem to shut up that's always been hurt that Roy Kent seems to hate him. And now Roy seems to (mostly) like (tolerate) him, and it's a little terrifying how fucking starved he is for that now. Not just from Roy either. Somewhere along the lines the other players on the team have warmed up to him too, and Ted looks pleased with him lately, and it all just way to much positive attention and validation for someone who's been starved for it for so long.

To his horror, the whole being nice thing is becoming a reflex. He hardly notices now when he tosses out a compliment that Nate's looking sharp today. He cashes in a point to tell Sam his passing was shit, then follows it up with a 'but you're looking faster out there' so he can start working up to the next point. Sam smiles at him like he never ever said the first part.

Sometimes Jamie catches himself being nicer and realizes he forgot to count it towards his points at all.

The more confused Jamie gets, the more concerned Roy finds himself about this whole weird situation. Frustratingly, he finds he actually likes Jamie. When he's not going out of his way to be a pain in the ass, Roy actually enjoys his company. Plus, now that he's tolerable to be around, Roy can stomach passing to him, and Richmond is starting to play well?

Then Jamie gets sent back to City : )

[daydreamgoddess14]

Support System pt. 10 - The Finale!

CH1 | CH 2 | CH 3 | CH 4 | CH 5 | CH 6 | CH 7 | CH 8 | CH 9

MASTERLIST

It's the end doo doo doo doo! The final match of the season, the ending. I really hope you've enjoyed reading this as much as I have writing it. I've had the best time and I'm really proud of this one! 💜

Chapter 10

You hadn’t considered that footballers or their coaches would get nervous. But the tension in the run up to the Man City game was palpable. The whole town seemed on edge, Roy included. He’d spent each one of your Lexie nights at your house, it felt a little odd that he was there observing your boring mum routine of washing, cooking and carrying the mental load of knowing where Lexie needed to be, when and everything else in between. He didn’t ask to stay, even though you’d wanted him to, he’d said goodnight each evening and gone back to his place. By the time Lexie was back to her dads, you’d worked out that he’d been there every evening not just because he’d wanted to be, but because he’d needed to be. The build up to the game had him restless and distractible and the time with you and Lexie managed to relax him far more than sitting in an empty house, or going over and over the match with Jamie, or Nate or whoever else was free for a pint. When you’d gone to him just a day before the match, the only solace he’d found from the plays, the tactics and the team, was in you. He took his time, undressing you slowly and kissing every inch of skin as it became exposed to him.

"Let me take care of you," you whispered. You felt his head shake as he kissed down your neck. 

"I've never needed anyone like I need you." He muttered, swiping a calloused thumb over your hardening nipple, "you look so fucking beautiful like this." You rolled your hips against him, 

"Please, Roy. I need you-" you all but begged. All night he'd taken the lead and given you everything, losing himself in the feel of your body against his. When they won the next day, you were euphoric. Lexie and Phoebe had been in bits when the camera had focused in on Roy and Nate discussing something over an iPad and they could see that Roy was wearing his Richmond colours friendship bracelet. The late journey back from Manchester and the subsequent celebrations meant that it was Tuesday morning before you saw him again. You’d joined the slip road to the school, queuing for the carpark with the windows down and blasting 90s dance music when his car had pulled alongside yours. You and Lexie had been so engrossed in singing/shouting Robin S ‘Show Me Love’ - complete with 'big box, little box' hand dancing - that you hadn’t even seen him until Phoebe had called through the open windows. 

“Morning. Congratulations on the win!” You’d called out.

“Morning. Nice dancing.”

“Especially for you.” You winked. You’d ended up parked at different ends of the carpark so he and Phoebe had waited for you by the gate as you walked down to them. You’d pulled out your phone to take a call from a recruitment agency so he’d walked alongside you while you talked and the girls ran ahead. “And that’s in Richmond? Wow, ok that sounds really interesting. Absolutely yes, send my CV over if you think I’m in with a shot. Actually, just send it over anyway - I’d be mad not to at least try,” at the front of the queue at the gates, you handed Lexie her bag and gave her a kiss whilst still on the phone, “Ok, could you just hang on one second please?” You moved the phone away from your mouth and stepped up on tiptoes to give Roy a lingering kiss. The other playground parents looked on, wide eyed. “I have to go, I love you. See you later.” You whispered, taking up the phone again and going back to the car, your hand holding onto his until you couldn’t reach any further. Lexie was with her dad during the beginning of that week so that she could go with you to the final Richmond match at the weekend, so after work you’d gone straight to Roy’s. You hopped up to sit on the counter while he cooked.

“Ted’s staying.” He told you, hands on your thighs.

“Really? That’s great!”

“He got to work this morning and Rebecca was in his office. She only fucking told him she was in love with him, that she’d help his ex get a job here if she wanted to move, she’d help them find a school for Henry… pretty much told him she’d do fucking anything if he’d say.” You leaned forward, eager to hear more,

“And did he tell her?”

“Yeah, told her he was in love with her. We walked in to find them nearly going at it in the office.” You shrieked,

“Oh god that’s so cute! At least you all know before the weekend as well.”

“Settles the lads down a bit, bunch of fucking kids sometimes.” You slid forward to wrap your legs around his hips. “Any news on that job from this morning?” His hands move up your thighs and around your waist so he can kiss your neck,

“Not yet, the agency is putting me forward. It’s in Richmond though, which would be amazing. I should hear more tomorrow.”

“And how you feeling going into your last week?”

“Happy. Scared. Nervous.”

“We’ll figure it out, you know. I won’t let you fucking drown. Season finishes at the weekend, so this time next week I’ll have loads more free time for a few weeks. I can help with Lex while you do what you need to do.” He’s turned the pan off and pulled you off the counter, taking you over to the sofa, dinner forgotten for now.

~~~~~~~

You took a further call from the recruitment agency the following day. Their client was interested in meeting you but needed an informal off-site meeting. You arranged with the recruiter to meet with them towards the end of the week just outside of town. To say you were surprised to see Keeley Jones and Rebecca Welton being led to your table was an understatement. You shook hands and sat back down before your legs could give out. The mums might have been all good, the kids, but maybe you were about to be ousted by two of the most influential women in Roy’s life? You clearly looked terrified because Keeley, to her credit, took your hand and held it,

“Oh fuck, you look so scared! I’m so sorry we ambushed you, are you ok?” You think of the night before when Roy had cooked your favourite meal while you’d taken Lexie to swimming lessons and then onto her dads. When you’d sat in his lap and pushed your fingers into the knot in his shoulder to try and relieve some of the stress of the final week of the season. When he’d lost all patience and decided on a different way to unwind, which had mostly revolved around keeping his head between your thighs for as long as you let him. You think about your 4am wake up call that morning, and the 6am follow up, where he’d interlocked your fingers above your head and pressed you into the mattress as he whispered “I could do this forever”. Whatever had changed their mind in the time since the gala, you couldn’t let it derail your future.

“Look, if you’ve suddenly come to the realisation that I’m not good enough for Roy then that’s your opinion and you’re entitled to it. But I’m not going to be scared off. He loves me and I’ll take that for as long as I possibly can because I am so, so in love with him and I will spend forever making him happy in any way I can. I’m really sorry, I’m sure you’re both lovely women and I know he values your opinions, but if he’s ever going to change how he feels about me then he’ll do it himself and he’ll tell me himself. And congratulations by the way,” you turn to Rebecca, “I heard that Ted is staying and that he finally told you he loves you. I’m so happy for you.” Keeley smiled at you while Rebecca looked curiously. 

“Are you sure about this?” She asked Keeley,

“I’ve been doing some digging. Trust me, Rebecca.”

“We’re not here to try and break you and Roy up.” Rebecca said finally,

“Oh. Well then I don’t understand?”

“I’d like to interview you for a job.”

“Sorry, what? Shit, have I just fucked it up completely?”

“Nahh!” Keeley said quickly.

“Well-” Rebecca interrupted.

“No, she hasn’t. We probably scared her half to death, Rebecca! Give the poor woman a minute to recover.” You finish your water and take a deep breath.

“I’m sorry, really I am. I got completely carried away and I shouldn't have gone off like that.”

“Thank you,” Rebecca said, smiling at last. “And thank you for letting me know just how much you care about Roy.” You nod, making peace. Keeley whipped out some paperwork from her bag.

“So! Like Rebecca said, this is I guess, a final stage interview without all the previous stages? We already know about you, we'd love to know more. Our previous Director of Comms was Leslie Higgins, he moved into the Football Ops role quite a while ago now and there’s never really been the need to replace him. He and Rebecca have sort of taken on the various tasks and it’s worked fine.” She pauses for Rebecca to step in and continue,

“Now though, we’re one game away from maybe winning the Premier League just one season after coming back from relegation. That’s practically unheard of. The huge, growing success of the club, the opportunities with the Champions League next season and our plans for the future mean that we need to strengthen the internal team. KBPR can only do so much - they have other clients and I can’t ask Keeley to devote all of her time to the club.”

“We think,” Keeley started, “that with us, and Leslie and you… we could be a real Fab Four. The core AFC Richmond decision makers - with the coaches input of course.” You are stunned, to say the least.

“When you say you’ve done some digging, what exactly do you mean by that?”

“Well, when you told me who you worked for and what you’d worked on, I realised that we’d met before. I’ve been asking around people who have worked with you or who have come across you in a professional capacity to learn more. When I liked what I saw, I took it to Rebecca.”

“With Ted confirmed as staying now, I have some big plans ahead for Roy. We have some very big plans ahead as a club.”

“And you don’t think it would be weird? Me working with you, for one,” you gesture to Keeley, “or with Roy?”

“I’ve been at the club probably at least two or three times a week since the day you blocked him in on the school car park. He came in ranting and raving about some idiot driver and every day, I’ve heard him fall more in love with you. If he found out there was a way to have you in the same building every day, I think he’d be beating Rebecca’s door down himself. And working in the same building doesn’t necessarily mean you spend every waking hour together. You still have crucial jobs to do. And as for me, I'd love to work with you.” Rebecca nodded in agreement.

“The job is nothing you don’t already know, the only difference is the industry.”

“Exactly, my football knowledge is… limited at best!”

“We’re a family, we wouldn’t let you drown.” Hearing Rebecca use the same phrase as Roy struck a chord with you.

“I take it you have a job spec, contract, everything I need to read through and make a decision?”

“An interview is as much about you deciding if we’re the right fit for you, as it is for us to decide. I think you’ll find that the club's current standing means we can afford to give you a generous package, and the locality means we can support a better work-life balance.”

“Take this, read it and see what you think.” You take the folder.

“As his friends, do you think I should tell Roy now, or decide based on him not knowing? I assume we’ve met here because he doesn’t know, and inviting me to Nelson Road would be a dead giveaway?”

“Perhaps tell him about the role first and then bring in where it came from. Let him help offer an opinion based on the job alone.” Rebecca suggested. “And I do so hope you’ll agree to join us, I think you could be a truly great asset to the club.”

~~~~~~~~

You’d kept the folder at your house, not daring to leave it in a bag or your car in danger of accidentally taking it to Roy’s. Being at yours also meant you could be ‘busy’ and have Lexie as a buffer and it also being your last week at your current workplace, this also gave you an excuse for being more distracted than usual. The last game of the season was doing the same for him so his being distracted also helped you. The intimacy of spending time alone at Roy’s exposed all of your vulnerabilities. You’d spent so many nights laying in the dark in his arms listening to him talk about his family and career, and have him ask about yours, it was impossible to hide anything from him. You’d mentioned the role to him, you’d had to since he knew about the original recruiter call, and he’d reacted to it exactly as you hoped he would - excited for you to have such a great opportunity, close to home, with a package befitting your knowledge and experience. You wanted to wait until after the West Ham game to tell him exactly who the role was for. Lexie was spending the night before the match at Phoebe’s for a sleepover. The night before the Man City game meant you knew exactly how he'd want to forget the West Ham match and this time, you'd planned accordingly. You'd finished your final day at work early and had blown the cash from your leaving card on the most beautiful lingerie set you'd ever seen. You'd come back via Nelson Road to borrow his keys, and gone back to his to cook. When he got back late that afternoon, you'd set up outside under the secluded canopy in his garden with soft lights, blankets and cushions. You handed him a beer and led him outside, brought food out - including dessert, and then when you'd eaten and cleared up, you stepped in front of him and slipped your summer dress down your body. He reached out and took your hand, you'd sat in his lap with your legs either side of his. He ran his finger over the cup of the bra, 

"Holy fucking shit, you're perfect," 

"Distracting enough?"

"Yeah I'd say so." He said gruffly. “It’s a good fucking job I just need to stand on the side of the pitch now.” He laughed. 

The match was intense, unexpected drama on the sidelines and Isaac’s incredible goal had everyone holding their breath for another goal or for news from the Liverpool game. When the win came, no one seemed to care what the final table result was. The fans flooded the pitch to be with their team. You, Sara and the girls had stayed back a little, you could see better as Coach Lasso danced with his team surrounding him. When you let the girls onto the pitch, they run straight to Roy and he ends up with Phoebe on his front and giving a piggyback to Lexie at the same time.

“Don’t come crying to me later when you can’t walk.” You tease, finding a route past Phoebe to give him a kiss.”

“You’re not gonna fucking take care of me?” He asks, faux outraged.

“Every. Single. Day.”

“Dad!” Lexie calls, she taps Roy’s shoulder and he lets her down. Andy is coming across the pitch from the away fans side.

“Alright love.” He scoops her up and hugs her. “Congratulations,” he says to Roy who nods without greeting. “Dunno what old Mannion was doing. Made us look like fools. Do you ehh, do you know if our gaffer is ok?”

“Yeah, that old twat is fine. Just a bruised ego and a picture of his balls on the front of every paper tomorrow.” Andy shrugs.

“I uhh, I wanted to apologise to you both. I was a real dickhead-” Roy snorts a laugh, “worse than that, then. I’m sorry. I’ve been watching since the game finished. You look happy.” He turns to you,

“I am.” You say shortly, unsure whether to trust the apology.

“Good. I mean it, you look happy together. And Lexie tells me so all the time. I’m… happy for you.” You thank him and he heads off with his mates to the pub. You’re left with the feeling that you might never be friendly, but you can at least be cordial. Relieved of carrying the kids, Roy pulls you into his arms.

“He’s jealous.”

“Of me?” he laughs,

“Of me, you muppet.” He leans down to kiss your cheek and whisper in your ear, “because you're the one. You're it. You're the only one I want for the rest of my life. And he knows he fucked it up.”

“Hmm, you're pretty irresistible yourself.” The kiss you leave him with leaves you both breathless,

“Think we can find somewhere-”

“No way, there are hundreds of people here. I need to tell you something later.” He looks curiously at you, but you both get caught up in another ‘Richmond til we Die’ chant when Jamie, Keeley and a raft of players come over to find Roy. A little further through the crowd, you see Ted sweep Rebecca into his arms and kiss her. Even an hour after the game had ended, the club was still heaving with people. The fans had gone on to celebrate elsewhere but the families and friends of the players and staff remained. Rebecca had instructed the bar to stay open, insisting that she’d cover the bill. Phoebe and Lexie were still running around on the now empty pitch with Leslie’s younger children and other player’s and staff kids. You’ve told Sara about the job and you can’t wait to tell Roy. He’s sitting with Nate, both of them animatedly discussing Jamie’s Oscar winning performance with Coach Beard. 

“Have you got an answer for me yet?” Rebecca asks, sitting next to you in the dugout.

“Yes, I think I do. I’d like to run it by someone in particular first though.” You catch Roy’s eye, he looks surprised but happy to see you talking to Rebecca. She waves her hand to call him over.

“Coach Kent, congratulations.”

“You too.”

“I meant your excellent girlfriend, not the match.” He cocks an eyebrow at her,

“Thanks then. She’s fucking brilliant.”

“I know. Thought I might poach her from you?” The furrow in his brow deepens with his confusion. You stand up and kiss the frown away.

“The amazing job I’ve been offered? It would be here. Working for Rebecca.” You tell him, trying to keep your voice light but nervous for his response.

“Here? Every day?” 

“Yeah,” you start to mistake his hesitation for annoyance, “but if you think that’s really fucking weird, then I can tell Rebecca to stuff it - no offense, Rebecca - and I can carry on looking and something else will turn up-”

“I don’t think it’s really fucking weird. I think you should say yes. You should definitely fucking do it.”

“Yeah?”

“Fuck yeah.” 

“You’d better come over tomorrow then, sign your contract.” Rebecca says with a smile. “Welcome.” You and Sara party on the pitch with the team until the girls start to flag and it’s time to go. You insist Roy stay,

“I’ll see you tomorrow, go - have an amazing night, you’ve earned it. I’m so fucking proud of you.” You kiss him and he waves you off. 

~~~~~~~

You’re reading in bed when the door knocks so quietly you think you might have imagined it. Lexie is practically comatose in her bed, the combination of exhilaration and fresh air has completely wiped her out. You creep down the stairs in one of Roy’s t-shirts and open the door. Jamie Tartt is on your doorstep with an arm slung around Roy.

“Tried to get him to come to a club with us, but he made us bring ‘im ‘ere instead.” You stifle a giggle, you can see that Roy’s nowhere near as drunk as Jamie but he’s still looking at you with total adoration.

“Thanks Jamie, I’ll take it from here. You have a good night,” you look around him to the taxi down the path. Isaac and Colin are both waving madly at you. “Be safe, boys.” You wave to them and blow a kiss before slipping your arm around Roy’s waist and guiding him inside.

“Night Coach,” Jamie grins.

“Night Tartt, fuckin’ love you man. Fuckin’ love all of you.”

“We know. And we wouldn’t have been on that fuckin’ pitch without you.” Jamie gave you both a little salute and ran off back to the taxi.

“Come on, coach. Time for bed.” You lead him upstairs and sit him on the bed so you can take off his t-shirt, then you drop to your knees and unlace his trainers. You pull his hands to get him to stand up, running your hands around the waistband of his dark jeans and pulling them down. Once they’re free of his hips, he sits back down. “Come here,” you whisper, climbing into bed and pulling him with you, his body between your legs and his head on your heart. 

“Feels like I won the whole fucking thing.” He whispers against your skin as he falls asleep.

[nonbinaryhatboxghost]

Thoughts on the State of Trek

I would be less upset about Discovery ending if they had known going into season 5 that it would be their last. But that was not the case. The additional filming to give it an actual finale is good and I have no doubt that it will be as good a finale as they can do under the circumstances.

But recently I’ve been more observant of Trek fans online and there is a thing happening where I’ve seen far more immediate praise of Strange New Worlds and the current/final season of Picard than any other new Trek show has gotten.

Strange New Worlds is a good show! It is also specifically emulating the original series and has a straight white male captain as the lead. (yes, Pike rocks, that is not the point here)

The current/final season of Picard (which I do think is good!) has radically altered the tone of the show into a revival/sendoff for The Next Generation, as well as emulating and referencing Star Trek media of the ‘80s and ‘90s. And again, straight white male lead.

Both shows, particularly this season of Picard, have been pretty immediately praised by certain types of Trek viewers. Specifically longtime straight white male fans.

I’ve also noticed less diversity behind the camera of Strange New Worlds and Picard compared to Discovery. At least if one watches all the behind-the-scenes stuff for those shows (which I’ve been doing a lot lately). There’s not zero diversity, but Picard especially has been putting more emphasis on bringing back legacy crew members who are majorly, you guessed it, straight white males.

Contrasting that with how Discovery was met with skepticism from the get-go and is openly dismissed by certain older fans (one I talked to at work said something like “I guess I don’t get it because I’m not a millennial.”) makes me a bit angry because a lot of these same longtime fans watched and stuck through the first two seasons of The Next Generation. Those two seasons are some of the roughest television I’ve ever seen, and the handful of good episodes hidden throughout do not make up for it. But fans at the time stuck through those seasons anyway.

Why didn’t Discovery get the same treatment from those vocal longtime folks?

Why did The Next Generation, which is a very different type of show compared to the original series, ultimately become a beloved show? I’d like to believe it’s because people accepted the show for what it was once it found its footing.

But when I see comments like “Picard season 3 is the best Trek in 25 years”, I get mad. You gave Picard, a show that has two seasons with a mixed reception at best, a continued benefit of the doubt because of nostalgia for an older show, and because this season is essentially a Next Generation reunion. But you dismissed Discovery because it wasn’t “your” Star Trek show.

Literally part of the purpose of Star Trek is infinite diversity in infinite combinations. Discovery not only gave us an incredible lead character played by a Black woman, it gave us representation across the entire cast of both people of color and queer folks. As a nonbinary person, Adira’s quiet coming out scene had a profound impact on me, and later served as a helpful reference point for coming out as NB to my dad, who watches and enjoys Discovery.

Discovery spends an entire season depicting a debate between multiple characters/factions about how to handle a situation that threatens all Federation members. It does so with empathy for all points of view, and ultimately resolves this threat not with an action sequence, but a conversation. That season of Discovery (season 4) is Star Trek as fuck, and some of the best Trek ever.

Hell, Star Trek Beyond is so good that it manages to take the flashy action J.J. Abrams approach to Star Trek (which I have mixed feelings about because Trek ’09 is fun and despite his storytelling problems, Abrams is by all accounts a genuinely nice person so I won’t be shit-talking him here) and make it more properly Trek by introducing a villain who believes conflict is necessary for human evolution, which is the antithesis to Roddenberry’s whole vision for Trek of being a future where we work to resolve and avoid conflict rather than seek it.

Strange New Worlds and Picard (seasons 1 and, so far, 3) are both good and also contain great Trek. But they are also fundamentally more appealing to the nostalgia of middle-aged straight white male fans. And they are the shows that are getting more visible attention and praise.

Lower Decks is awesome and has a fantastic Black female lead in Tawny Newsome. But it meant something to have Sonequa Martin-Green and Newsome be the leads of two Star Trek shows airing at the same time.

And it means something for the live-action show with a Black woman as the lead to be cancelled while the animated show with a Black woman as the lead but a straight white male as the head writer is allowed to continue.

I don’t want Star Trek to become like Star Wars and turn into an endless cycle of fan service. Star Trek has had a huge impact on our planet over the 55+ years of its existence. Don’t make the mistake of turning it into another franchise that exists as a way for whiny white dudes to center themselves over the global majority.

(PS, Paramount, how the hell have you dragged your heels over Michelle Yeoh’s spinoff for this long? She has an Oscar now, what the hell is your excuse?)

[crystallizedday]

So I meant to make this on CN City’s anniversary, but I didn’t have the motivation to get it done on time, so uh :p

So y’all remember how in the late 90s & early 2000s days of Cartoon Network, the channel would celebrate “Cartoon Cartoon Fridays” where different characters hosted each bumper & advertised the shows that were coming up next?

I have this cute & silly lil AU where Demongo (a far more silly characterization of him that fits within the universe of CN City) is like

MAD jealous he wasn’t around to host Cartoon Cartoon Fridays at the time & decides “To hell with it. I’m going to give these big shots a REAL performance they’ll never forget…”

& pretty much pulls a Total Drama by duping big name CN characters into playing his lil filmed “game”, just to prove HE deserves to have his acting skills recognized…

Really cranking that theater kid energy up to 2000 KAMWKSMWODKSODKOSMD

I also like to think this universe falls under the logic of other old CN bumpers, so there are IRL people who live in or at least by CN City

Meaning you’ll probably get a scene of Demongo fussing over how HE was one of the few cartoons who ACTUALLY put in the effort to go to film school

Which was REALLY awkward when no other cartoon was attending there KWMWKWMWOMDOEM

Really give this universe some Roger Rabbit vibes KWMWKMSSOMDODMXODKD

With how silly & goofy Jack & Aku are in the CN City verse, I felt like giving that same kind of energy to Demmy cause I believe he deserves JUST as much love as the two numbskulls KWMWOMWOWSMOSMD

[underworld-park-offical]

CRAIG: He didn’t pick up?

TOLKIEN: Clearly not

CRAIG: Damn L

CRAIG: Big L

TOLKIEN: Who else can we call?

TOLKIEN: Who else can we call?

CRAIG: My friends from the hypehouse im in?

TOLKIEN: The what?

CRAIG: A hype house

CRAIG: Yknow like

CRAIG: You get a bunch of cool and famous people in a house together

CRAIG: And then you like

CRAIG: Film them doing shit and you get like

CRAIG: MEGA rich.

TOLKIEN: That's queer

CRAIG: You’re queer

TOLKIEN: So are you

CRAIG: AURRR NAUURRR, CLEAURRRR!!!

TOLKIEN: I mean

TOLKIEN: It’s not a bad idea…

TOLKIEN: But I think i’d be wiser to call Nichole

TOLKIEN: She at least has common sense

CRAIG: Who?

TOLKIEN: My ex from before I knew I was gay

CRAIG: Oh

CRAIG: You’re still friends with her but not Clyde?

TOLKIEN: I’m still mad at Clyde

TOLKIEN: At least Nichole washed her hands

CRAIG: Lmao

CRAIG: Based

TOLKIEN: Shut up

TOLKIEN: I'm calling them right now

NICHOLE: Wow, that movie was really good!

NICHOLE: Though, to be honest

NICHOLE: I think we should’ve saw Oppenheimer

WENDY: Hoe, do you even KNOW what Oppenheimer was about?

NICHOLE: Yeah, I saw like two trailers

WENDY: What's it about then?

NICHOLE: Well-

(Shape of you ringtone)

NICHOLE: Oop! That's mine!

WENDY: Oh my fucking god, it’s like, 1 am

WENDY: Who's calling you right now??

NICHOLE: Oh it's–!

NICHOLE: Tolkien?

BEBE: YOUR EX???????

NICHOLE: Yeah

BEBE: BIIIIITCH, is he single?

NICHOLE: No, last I heard he was dating Clyde

BEBE: I can fix him

NICHOLE: He’s gay, Bebe, not a robot

BEBE: I can fix him

NICHOLE: Whatever

RED: Wassup, Wassup, Wassup, it's Prince Charming

RED: Hey Tolkien

NICHOLE: I didn't even pick up the phone

RED: ….

RED: Oh

NICHOLE: "Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?

    Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know. Um, "Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person.

     Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon as property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced." Blah, blah, blah. Now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No.

     If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too.  So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay. So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free roaming mode at night.  Uh... Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long.  

    Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day too. But then there was The Bite of '87.  Yeah. I-It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know? Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll pr- they'll most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton

 without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit."

TOLKIEN: Uhm TOLKIEN: Hello? TOLKIEN: Nichole?

BEBE: Hiiiiiiii Babyyyyy~

TOLKIEN: Oh TOLKIEN: Hey… TOLKIEN: Uh… TOLKIEN: Ba…. bee?

BEBE: Bebe, baby, 

BEBE: It's kinda like baby, but it's not! BEBE: Its B-E-B-E

BEBE: And that's how you spell my name, baby!

BEBE: Sweetie!

BEBE: Honey bunches of oats!

TOLKIEN: Don’t call me those things, we aren't dating TOLKIEN: I'm gay, anyways

BEBE: I won't tell Clyde

TOLKIEN: I’m not even dating Clyde anymore

NICHOLE: Oh my god why? What happened?

TOLKIEN: I found out he doesn't actually wash his hands TOLKIEN: Like… ever

WENDY: EWWWW

RED: Bruh ☠️

RED: BRUHHHHHH 💀 💀 💀

WENDY: Other than that….

WENDY: Disgusting ass mess

WENDY: What's up?

TOLKIEN: Oh nothing much TOLKIEN: Just getting haunted by demons TOLKIEN: You know how it is

RED: Oh cool

RED: …. RED: Wait what

NICHOLE: Yeah wait what?

BEBE: WHAT???? BEBE: OH MY GODDDDDD BEBE: ARE YOU DEAD??????

TOLKIEN: Yes TOLKIEN: I am dead TOLKIEN: I'm talking to you on my ghost phone in the afterlife

BEBE: WHAT!?!?!??!?!??!?!?!?!??

TOLKIEN: Yes, I'm alive  you dumb bitch

BEBE: Oh thanK GAWDDDDD

TOLKIEN: Anyways TOLKIEN: Craig wanted me to call you

WENDY: Why?

TOLKIEN: I don't know TOLKIEN: He’s Craig

RED: Yall fucked around with an Oujia Board and found out?

TOLKIEN: Craig decided to be an idiot and use it while we were gone TOLKIEN: He was gonna slander the dead person for their subscriber count

WENDY: Of course he would

BEBE: I mean like

BEBE: Why wouldn't he?

BEBE: I’ve collabed with him enough times

BEBE: Image counts

BEBE: Especially on our duo account Xx_The_Real_Ones_xX

BEBE: Like

BEBE: I don't want some ass hat with less than 500 followers following my ass

BEBE: Smh my head

TOLKIEN: God I forgot how insufferable you and Red are TOLKIEN: It's just Craig all over again

BEBE: What?

TOLKIEN: What? TOLKIEN: Oh yeah, by the way, Jimmys fucking dead

RED: WHAT?!?!

RED: Noooo Jimmy was literally so cool

WENDY: Okay yeah this sounds like

WENDY: Awful

WENDY: Do you want us to come over?

TOLKIEN: What  TOLKIEN: No TOLKIEN: That’ll put you in danger

RED: I’ve seen every horror movie ever

RED: You’ve involved us with this phone call

RED: We’re pretty much already fucked

RED: Who's got the car keys?

BEBE: Meeee!!

BEBE: Memememmemmeme!!

RED: Okay bitch lets go

BEBE: YASSSS QUEEN

BEBE: YAYYYYYY

BEBE: RESCUE MISSIONNNN!!!!

NICHOLE: We’re coming, Tolkien, where are you guys?

TOLKIEN: Stan's Bunker

WENDY: His room?

TOLKIEN: No TOLKIEN: The other one

WENDY: The barn?

TOLKIEN: Yeah

WENDY: Okay, we’re coming, see you soon

RED: Lets go yall

RED: We got some people to find

BEBE: YEAHHHHHH!!!

NICHOLE: Stay safe until then guys, okay?

TOLKIEN: We’ll try TOLKIEN: Man, Tweek is going to kill me

BEBE: Who's Tweek?

BEBE: (GASP) BEBE: DON'T TELL ME BEBE: HE'S YOUR BOYFRIEND?!?!?!?!??!?

BEBE: WAHHHHHH

TOLKIEN: No, he's not my boyfriend

TOLKIEN: He's Clyde's

BEBE: WAHHHHHH…. waaaait

BEBE: Clyde got a new boyfriend ALREADY???

TOLKIEN: Yeah TOLKIEN: You all missed a lot

RED: I mean

RED: To be fair

RED: Until now, we didn't have plot relevancy

TOLKIEN: What?

BEBE: What?

WENDY: What?

NICHOLE: What?

RED: What?

TOLKIEN: Whatever, just  TOLKIEN: Just get here soon guys TOLKIEN: Try not to die on your way here, either

RED: Well RED: We can't make any promises now, can we?

BEBE: Oh don't be so NEGATIVE, Red

BEBE: We’ll live

RED: …

RED: Okay well now we're definitely  gonna die 

WENDY: Red, Stop that!

RED: I'M JUST BEING LOGICAL

WENDY: HORROR MOVIES AREN'T ACTUAL LOGIC YOU IDIOT!

NICHOLE: We’ll be there as soon as we can

NICHOLE: It’ll be a miracle if we can even get out to Bebe's Porsche

TOLKIEN: Alright TOLKIEN: Bye Nichole

NICHOLE: See ya (Poopyface)

(Edits made by @cattpup5 BE NICE TO THEM THEY WORKED VERY HARD >:((( )

[commsroom]

Some silly eiffel questions that idk if you’ve talked about before but:

- would he play dnd? (I think yeah lol but I’m curious what you think) and if so what class would he play as?

- his favorite flavor of slushy

- how does he cook marshmallows? (Burn them, carefully toast them, eat them out of the bag, etc?)

- if he could choose to be a fantasy creature, which one would he choose?

Anyways I hope you feel better and that these distract you from the icky feelings!

have you seen the doug eiffel dnd script? i love to show people the doug eiffel dnd script. it was written a couple of years ago as part of the fundraising for unseen, and is obviously non-canon, however. it's non-canon in the sense that this group of people in these circumstances would never play dnd. i think the anecdotes + attitudes expressed by eiffel are perfectly on brand and they are canon to me. so... how he feels about dnd, and at least one answer to 'what class would he play' is in there. it's very funny to me that he's a minmaxer, and that his character is trained in "bazooka karate" like... sigh... yeah. of course. i don't think his tastes have changed that much since he was a teenager. (he would be a bard though, obviously, if that was the question.) i also think eiffel would be just insufferable to play dnd with because, like. if he's a player, he's going to be mad that he can't tell the story he wants to. if he's the DM, he's going to do zero planning and go on wild tangents having conversations between NPCs and forget he's not just supposed to be telling a story to himself. lost in his own world.

blue raspberry. he loves sugary artificial garbage that doesn't resemble any real world flavor, and blue raspberry is like, the 90's flavor. so many of his preferences are just nostalgia. he would also be really obnoxious about showing people how it dyed his tongue. (i don't think he's too picky about his sugary garbage, though.)

well. you already know he's not doing it carefully. even if he tried to do it carefully, he would still burn them, but i think he prefers them kinda burnt anyway. he would make fun of someone (minkowski) for how meticulously she toasts marshmallows. and he does also get impatient and shovel handfuls of them into his mouth directly out of the bag in-between the ones he immolates. eiffel is the kind of guy who would show off by proving how many marshmallows he can put in his mouth. i guarantee that guy has nearly choked trying to defend his honor as the reigning chubby bunny champion.

actually given the choice, i think he's perfectly happy to be human (and wouldn't trust an offer like that anyway) ... as an icebreaker question, though? he immediately gives a basic, 'cool' answer like werewolf, and then his brain catches up to his mouth and he goes wait, hold on, can i take that back? because all of the potential downsides just occurred to him, and he starts jumping around with his answer and getting more and more specific until it derails the whole conversation and he's just asking, like, if there would be a catch and what powers he's allowed to have, etc. and whoever asked is like, um... whatever you want, i guess? (<- regretting it.) the person after him says they'd be a dragon and he's like, ugh. no fair. i should've been a dragon.

[frenreyfire]

Intro Post Yippee!!

Who am I?- How I tag things (+ Trigger Tags) - Boundaries- Before you Follow

Who am I?

♡ I am Travis. I'm plural, but i'm the main dog on this blog.

♡ Previous Usernames (pink is for tumblr names): spacekids, gummieshark, angelthlng. I use minthardcore on other websites.

♡ I use they/them, it/its, ny/nym pronouns (ny/nym is basically just he/him pronouns but replace the h with n and the i with y. Do not he/him me).

♡18

♡ Sapphic, aromantic, generally queer and a-spec, nonbinary, therian/otherkin/doggy thingy 👍

♡ I primarily post digital art (I use Procreate (or IbisPaintX, not super often tho) w/ an I Pad + Apple Pencil or I use jspaint with a trackpad), but I do a lot of traditional art (graphite, colored pencil, gouache, pastels, collage- basically any medium I can get my hands on. Primarily graphite though). I also knit and dabble in other physical arts like that. One of my favorite projects I've done is making a lithograph print. I’ve also made a long furby and my current pipe dream is to make a BJD.

♡ Games/Books/Comics/Shows Interests- Half Life but the AI is Self Aware, Half Life, a lot of other Half Life extant media, TF2, Dungeon Meshi, DND, Fin fin (on teo the magic planet), I have no mouth and I must scream, the Bible/Christianity (I am not Christian I just think it's neat), MLP, Portal, Mouthwashing, Elden Lied

♡ General Interests- Angels, Armor (specifically medieval european armor), Wizards, biology, conservation, activism, aliens, plushies & dolls, furbies and extant media. I like Nu Metal, 80's-90's pop, K&J-Pop, Country, Rap, and a lot of other genres! I love music and listening to things.

How I tag things

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♡ Good shit- Stuff I really like!

♡ I have other things I tag a lot but they’re pretty inconsistent. I go through cycles of tagging random stuff.

♡ I only put fandom tags on my own original posts, not on reblogs.

♡ Trigger/Content Tags I use- blood, gore, firearms, artistic nudity, suggestive, nsft, nsft text, flash, flashing, eyestrain, suicide joke

Boundaries

♡ Likes w/ no reblogs- Absolutely!

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♡ Venting on my posts- Unless it’s a vent post itself, No.

♡ Requests- Sure! If I like your idea I might draw it. If your idea doesn’t interest me I won’t draw it. You are not entitled to my time. I am not going to draw your dog. Unless it’s cute.

♡DMs- Sure! Again, you are not entitled to my time but if you want to DM me, feel free.

♡ Critiques- Sure! I’m always looking to improve and if something looks weird, lmk! Art is a hobby for me. I do not have a lot of time to spend on it. Do not be rude/condescending and do not be mad if I don’t follow your advice.

♡ I am not responsible for anyone else’s mental health. I am not an art machine. I am not a therapist. I do not owe anyone anything. You do not need to know everything about me. I'm fine sharing about my personal experiences, but if I say "no" I mean it and I will block if pressed.

♡ I struggle a lot with social cues. If I do something that makes you uncomfortable, let me know!

Before You Follow

♡ I can't really control who interacts w/ me, so this is purely a b4 u follow/ DNF (i'm using this acronym. i'm sorry to all who know).

♡ Don't follow if ur under 16- I post weird shit. Get outta here.

♡ DNF Pro-Israel people, Eco fascists, people who actually like Joe Biden, libertarians, radqueers and radfems- just don’t follow if you’re a dick. Also goes for bigots & rightwingers obvi.

♡ If you self-identify as a proshipper/profic person DNF. y'all have rancid vibes I don't want to deal with.

♡ Also softer DNF if you think that like. Extreme kinks are problematic? I'm into gore and I don't think fiction 1-to-1 applies to reality. There's still ways it influences it, but like. i don't think someone's gonna become a murderer because they found gore art hot. emphasis on the art. i'm not getting into an ethics debate on my bio thingy but consuming irl "problematic" content is unethical imo. moving on

♡ I'm uninterested in debating ppl about my boundaries. I don't have to talk to you. Why do you even want to talk to someone who doesn't want to talk to you? Goober.

♡ I don’t care what media you like. I am highly critical of certain medias, and I am not responsible for warning you about that. If you will have a meltdown over criticism of your favorite show, assume I hate it and don’t follow.

♡ If you're going to get upset at me about media I like, do not. I will not engage in that. I was a DSMP fan when I was 13. I have been to too many rodeos to care. I'm usually pretty good at acknowledging faults in medias I consume. If u want to point out something I miss, go ahead! But I'm probably aware of, like, the weird undertones of Elfen Lied.

♡I engage with NSFW creators. I might reblog explicit or NSFW posts. I might not tag them because my bar for explicit/NSFW content is pretty high (I went to art museums as a kid so nudity isn't inherently erotic to me and I'm bad at reading intent). I tag explicit stuff with "NSFT" and related tags. If you have a problem with that, do not follow.

♡ I'm not going to post explicit NSFW, but I draw nudity (not full frontal nudity, just topless stuff :P). I will tag it as such but be warned.

♡ I also do a wee bit of horny posting (horny tagging? idk), so beware.

♡ I block somewhat conservatively, but I do block people if I dislike them enough.

♡Ik DNI lists are sooo last season but I'm mainly putting this here to cut my losses. I don't really check the pages of ppl who follow/interact with me, but if I catch a whiff of this stuff I'll block. So yk. We can prevent this from happening if you dont follow me or if you block me first <3.

Updated- Nov 9, 2024

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Okay I wanna talk about c:tgitw and what it’s actually about (it’s not about the ghost girl/dead body) so I’m gonna do that

So I'm sure I've already touched on this, but the main idea of the film(s) is failing friendships. It's something I've dealt with a lot, and I feel like most people can relate to, especially in this modern age. With how easy it is to contact people now, it's all the more devastating when someone disappears from your life. And while this part gets a touch personal, it's ultimately the fault of these people for not maintaining the relationships they want, and just assuming that because they're friends they'll always have each other, despite how much changes over the course of the film and how it has through their lives leading up to this.

The main five guys are childhood friends. They are the epitome of selfish, obnoxious dudebros. They are just coasting through life, trying to enjoy their college years like those 80s/90s movies they watch that give an idealistic version of them, and they're honestly a big group of pricks. At least that's how they act around each other, because they think they're supposed to, and therefore their friendship, while strong, is ultimately superficial. They never allow themselves to be deep with one another and thus are incredibly repressed and feel like they don't actually have each other as true friends, they're just "my boys" or "the gang" but not people they want to form deep connections with.

Thomas is the best example of that, he has been dealing with something very serious and emotional for the past three years, the disappearance of his sister, but he never talks to the guys about it, because that kind of emotional vulnerability isn't one any of these guys are comfortable with. When he initially told them about his missing sister, none of them knew how to react, and whenever it gets brought up, they try to steer clear of it, signaling to Thomas that his emotions aren't worth their time. When he disappears, the guys' gut instinct is to be mad at him for abandoning them, since anger is a more comfortable emotion than guilt or fear. They never see Thomas again because they wouldn't allow him to open up to them. In this context it's a bloody car crash because horror movie, but it's meant to translate to the real world more how people in these types of relationships eventually realize that this relationship isn't good for them and they can do better, and they essentially fuck off, often without even saying goodbye, leaving the people he abandoned to wonder what happened.

We're gonna go in order of deaths I guess, so next up is Steve. Steve ending his friendship with the guys is a lot more of the kind you see in movies. He blows up at them, they yell at him and tell him to fuck off, and he storms off in a blaze of righteous fury, and they never see him again. Steve's case is different than Thomas' because he actually did open up to one person, Isaac. Isaac was the one who found Steve on the floor of Isaac's parents' bathroom, having taken an overdose of prescription pills, and Isaac was the one to dial 911 to get Steve help. Despite Steve's words and most of his actions implying he wanted no emotional intimacy with any of his friends, this one action shows how obviously he craved asking for help. He couldn't tell Isaac how badly he wanted to kill himself due to how much he hates himself and his own life, so he didn't, choosing to try and commit suicide knowing that Isaac would find him, dead or dying. It was a cry for help that neither of them ever told the rest of their friends about, and that Steve never acknowledged outside of a single thank you to Isaac. And when Isaac shows concern about Steve's harmful behaviors, Steve belittles him instead and refuses to accept Isaac's advice. So when it's revealed to the rest of the guys that Steve hasn't ditched his smoking habit like he promised he would, they're all angry and tell him to fuck off instead of showing concern for their friend's addiction. So when he cuts them off, like I said it's explosive and self righteous, but it's because they've shown him what their reactions will be to his signs of weakness, which are unsupportive and aggressive. So he leaves.

Isaac's death is similar to Steve's in the sense that there's an argument, but what's different is that there isn't anything that happens before the argument that hasn't happened before. Isaac has been put down and shoved around by the other guys all movie because he's not as cynical and mean-spirited as the rest of them. When Isaac demands they go into the woods to look for Steve, Charlie forcefully shuts the idea down, but the only thing that makes this different than the other ways Charlie pushed him around all movie is the stakes. Something Isaac cares about more than appeasing the people he's become a doormat for, his relationship with Steve, is at risk here, and Isaac cutting them out of his life isn't a big blowout that leads to them never talking again like Steve's was, but it's him standing up for himself to their faces and acknowledging that he deserves better friends than this. And he (dies) never speaks to them again before Charlie and Logan can apologize, such as often is with friendships that fizzle out like that.

Charlie is the last to go, and tbh has the death that's least like people ending a friendship (mostly because their friendship, while strained, survives until the bitter end bc they're so fucking complicated) but I still want to talk about it. Despite him being the biggest asshole in the friend group, he isn't the root cause of everyone's suffering. Hell, you could even argue everyone's demise is their own fault, but I don't want to make that argument right now. What I think is most realistic to the deterioration of friendships regarding Charlie is the amount of distance he puts between himself and everyone (especially Logan) while still pretending everything is the same and that said distance isn't there. The others mention how little they see Charlie nowadays, he only ever sees them if it's to do something crazy or fun, such as their annual memorial weekend cabin trip, but besides that, doesn't know much about what's going on in his friends' lives. He's able to avoid being in the same room as Leigh and Logan for the most part because he's just that absent from his best friend's and hookup's lives. I've had that friend a lot, so it resonates with me, and it's always frustrating because that friend is someone you want around more, but then when you're there it's both a relief to see them, and simultaneously you remember why they often aren't there. You see them through the rose-tinted glasses you want to view them through, but when it comes down to it, they did half-abandon you and it is difficult to be real friends with them. Charlie's reasoning for distancing himself from Logan is obvious, they had sex and Charlie realized he likes Logan, which scares him, so he leaves, and tries not to hang out with him one on one anymore, only in group settings. Instead of being Logan's best friend like he has been since they were very young, he tries to form bonds with people besides Logan, such as hooking up with Leigh, spending one on one time with Steve, anything to keep his distance. But he still wants that friendship again, so he tries to occasionally see his friends when it's something he doesn't want to miss out on, like a big party as opposed to a few of them hanging out at someone's apartment, drinking beer and catching up.

With Charlie, his friendship with everybody doesn't end like how the rest of them did. Because it was over before the movie even began. Losing him comes the most out of nowhere, because Logan assumed he still had Charlie this whole time, just less often than he used to, and it turns out that friendship has been faded for three whole years and he was unaware the whole time.

[fryingpan1234567]

I’m not sure if ECLIPSEWXTCH has a tumblr, but their cop/ mafia(??) au is fire and I’m writing some stuff for em

kidding they do in fact have a tumblr @eclipsewxtch

(characters in the book are all in their 20’s dw)

Griffin—focused post sorry he’s my fav character I’ll do more later

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Griffin is the type of person who unironically listens to Doja Cat

(Also P!ATD and Harry Styles)

And yet his favorite song is Stacy’s Brother by Mad Tsai (then again it’s all their favorite so)

We could talk about how, while it’s pretty fuckin difficult to get him drunk, when he’s really sick he acts like it

Some people are confused by Bruce and Griff and Finn’s affection with each other. It’s just because they’re so close, and have been for their whole lives, and literally couldn’t give less of a fuck about showing those kinds of emotion. That’s a deadly combo

Yeah, they’re cops

Yeah, their morals are grayer than freaking dolphins rolled in ash. It’s a skill

At some point, when Griffin finally decides to let Billy fuck him at work, they’ve been making out for a while, B goes “I’ve had this dream,” with a drunken smile and Griff deadass goes “keep dreaming” and turns and continues working on the dead body two feet away because he’s a little shit like that

Billy was traumatized

Robin and Vance laughed at him for it later

Griff is also the type of person to binge Disney movies for like six hours, suddenly get bored of them, and switch right over to Deadpool or Saw or some shit and his energy doesn’t change At All

Speaking of horror movies– Finney and Bruce are shivering under a blanket, covering their eyes every time something remotely scary happens, and Griffin laughs every time someone is stabbed or killed

The first time Griff showed up to work in a skirt, 90% of his coworkers mysteriously had to leave with nosebleeds

It’s canon but. Billy is OBSESSED with Griffin’s thighs

No seriously that boy is down bad

Like if they’re cuddling or something and his legs are in reach, Billy’s hands are on them, and if Griffin has to shift, he will deadass complain about it and beg him to switch back 

(“no you asshole my legs are asleep we’ve been sitting like this for forty minutes” “pleaseee pretty boy” “NO YOU ABSOLUTE MENACE”)

Bruce would never tell anyone but Vance, but he absolutely had crushes on horror movie killers like Michael and Jason and Ghostface. He got so into true crime, he decided he wanted to devote his life to it, just… on the other end of the spectrum

Finney Blake loves sushi but can’t use chopsticks for the life of him. I said what I said

Griffin redoes his hair every couple months, when he goes back to get it cut– Billy’s personal favorite will always be red, but he’s a sucker for blue and pink and purple as well (really any color jesus this boy has it BADDD)

Sometimes Griffin will walk into work, blowing obnoxiously loud bubbles with his gum, and when he leaves, Billy is trailing behind him, mysteriously blowing his own pink bubbles with a shit-eating grin, Griffin’s nowhere to be found

Finn and Robin probably have the least toxic relationship of the three, aside from the lying about real names from right off the bat

Okay side note I genuinely Can Not Tell whether or not Griff and Finn and Bruce are going to make the other three better or Vance and Billy and Robin are going to make them worse because it could TOTALLY GO EITHER WAY

Not to spoil too bad, but Griffin is a little shit who smokes weed and will weaponize his looks to manipulate people into giving him what he wants

Finney is willing to hear out ANYONE if he thinks they’re speaking from the heart, and he will absolutely not hesitate to shoot somebody if they piss him off

Bruce has kept both dead bodies sent his way by the stalker hitman in some way– pictures of the guy, little bird preserved perfectly in its box. Also manipulates like a boss

Basically core Slytherins who do good only because it offers better pay and are THIS CLOSE to losing it and killing someone for mildly inconveniencing them

Billy, as I’ve said before and IN CANON, is absolutely fucking obsessed with Griffin. So obsessed, in fact, that he had to get closer to him in both personas just to see him more often. We know he’s not a total douchebag from the fact that he lets absolutely no sexual assault happen anywhere near his organization and only sells drugs for the money, not because he enjoys it

Robin liked Finn enough by, the first time they met, HID A BODY FOR HIM, and the second time let him patch him up after a fight and let him drive his fucking car, even when he knew something was up because Finn’s hair and eyes were totally different from the first time

Where do I even start with Vance.

My man killed somebody and made a biiig mess and delivered it as a gift to a poor boy he made out with in an elevator once and decided to stalk. He knows where he works and where he lives. If Bruce asked him to kill, he’d do it again, zero hesitation, and then turn to him looking for approval like a puppy. He’s almost as bad as Billy, if not worse

SEE WHAT I MEAN? IT COULD LITERALLY GO EITHER WAY. THEY’RE ALL SO MORALLY GRAY THE COPS COULD TURN BAD OR THE ACTUAL CRIME BOSSES COULD GET BETTER AND EITHER WAY WOULD MAKE COMPLETE AND TOTAL SENSE

See I could in fact write forever. But I am in class and I’m supposed to be doing this assignment that was due two days ago so✌️✌️ cya