#Ok time to put this bitch in the Basement

[chicago-geniza]

They put me in the basement and had me organize invoices in alphabetical and chronological order and I got to live out my Autism Baby Stacking Cans dreams of labor. Put me in a room with noise-canceling headphones, no human contact, and a stack of items to arbitrarily sort for an hour and I'll stop being insane

[violenteconomics]

FRESHMEN 101 FOR ASPIRING UPPERCLASSMEN

today’s lesson: proper communication and translation 🗣️

azul: greetings! i am your professor, azul ashengrotto! welcome to "freshmen 101 for aspiring upperclassmen" at night raven college! the only class that will you teach how to effectively handle those little brats— I MEAN loveable new faces you see around your dorm!

riddle: today, we will focus on how to properly communicate with your first-years. some of the things they say may be confusing and/or contradictory, so it's important to know how to translate their sentences into coherent language you understand.

vil: we have set up a variety of examples with our fellow co-professors and fellow seniors to guide you along this journey.

^

epel: vil, do you think i’d look better with a tattoo?

vil: translation: i am entering my rebellious phase and also want to ruin my delicate skin with a glorified paint job that i will most definitely regret in the future and will make me wish i had listened to my housewarden more. also, i have no hope of a happy future and will live out my days as a gangster on the streets.

epel: …what?

^

ortho: big brother, can you help me with a cosmetics alteration to my gear?

idia: big brother, i want to be the sparkliest, prettiest, most drop-dead gorgeous, most attractive, most charming, 5-star-reviewed, no notes, darling, glamorous, talented, brilliant, incredible, show-stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, stunning, bewitching, adorbs, graceful, beguiling, smashing, knock-out, irresistible person in the classroom tomorrow.

ortho: yay~! 😀

^

deuce: sorry i was out past curfew, trey… i’m a little tired, so is it okay if i skip brushing my teeth tonight?

trey: translation: i have a secret boyfriend that i don’t want you to know about because he coerces me to engage in illegal underground boxing rings and convinces me that brushing my teeth is for losers. please get involved and maybe call the police and also never let me out of the dorm again until i’ve properly relearned the benefits of proper dental hygiene!

deuce: …huh?

^

sebek: silver, i think… i would like to make some friends with the people in our dorm. could you… mayhaps give me some advice?

silver: translation: i am a strikingly realistic imposter of your actual friend. i do not love nor care for you, and in fact, am very frightened by your presence, so i will gather allies from other places in an elaborate scheme to destroy you, the liege you’ve sworn your life to, your father, and your friend, whom i’ve already killed and whose body i have hidden in the basement. please end me.

sebek: pardon? what— what are you— why are you carrying around a camera— NO! NO NO NO NONONONO SILVER IF I’VE OFFENDED YOU I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE— SILVER PUT THE SWORD DOWN—

^

yuu: everyday, i’m scared that everything i’ve worked so hard to build in this world, all the friends i’ve made… all of it will just— slip through my fingers like sand… kalim? azul? what are your biggest fears?

kalim: translation: wow, things sure have been getting a little upsetti spaghetti around here! let’s throw a huge party in the mostro lounge with food and games and bright lights and elephants and and invite all of our friends to lighten up the atmosphere! the more, the merrier!

azul: translation: and while we’re at it, please don’t forget the mostro lounge’s limited time “part of your world” event, which offers authentic drinks, food, and even little trinkets from all around the world, for 20% off its original price!

yuu: guys pls

^

ace: hey, riddle? i, uh… i need help with smth.

riddle: translation: i have gotten into some very serious trouble and am about to lure you into a death trap that will get us both severely injured in all likelihood, and i am coming to you, specifically, about this, because i know you care deeply for me and couldn’t say no if you honestly thought my life was in danger, and i am going to exploit it for my own ends. what is it, ace?

ace: …ok, u lil bitch i see how it is

^

jack: hey, leona? ruggie? do you… do you love me?

leona: 

ruggie: 

leona: 

ruggie: 

ruggie: translation: give me food!

jack: …would it help if i said it first?

leona: 

ruggie: 

leona: 

ruggie: 

leona: …no, wait— i think maybe he said “give me sliced pears on a plate”... not sure, tho.

ruggie: that does sound right...

jack: oh my seven.

[hearts4hughes]

BEJEWELED | QUINN HUGHES

nora’s birthday celly | quinn hughes x fem!reader

summary: in which quinn is pushing you away, so you make him regret it.

notes: this barely follows the song, but this has been in my drafts forever, just waiting to be finished. sorry for how rushed this is, but hopefully you can still enjoy it :) apologies for any mistakes or parts that don’t make sense, i do not feel like rereading this 😭

don’t put me in the basement

when i want the penthouse of your heart

"are you even listening?" your tone was harsh. quinn’s gaze averted away from his phone and locked with yours. with a huff, he placed his phone down. "mhm," he hummed, running a hand through his messy locks.

your eyes narrowed, "then what did i just say?" you crossed your arms defensively over your chest. his eyes dropped to your cleavage momentarily. "you were talking about," he paused, inhaling a thick breath. he knew he was dead. "going on that vacation with your friends?"

"are you fucking serious?" you huffed out a laugh. he replied with a tight-lipped smile. "of course you aren’t." you muttered, more to yourself than to him.

"why does it matter, y/n?!" he whined, throwing his head back and covering his eyes with his hands. "you’re always just bitching about something that doesn’t matter." the second the words rolled off his tongue, he knew he fucked up.

your eyes got wide and you swore steam poured out of your ears. "bitching?!" your voice was thunderous. "quinn, we used to do everything together! we used to be involved in each other's lives. now you’re the one who’s been distant and pushing me away. i'm tired of feeling like i have to wait for you to want to be a part of my life."

his features eyes widened, "baby, wait, no," he couldn’t even stammer out a proper apology. you stifled out a sarcastic laugh, rising to your feet and storming out of your living room. "fuck," he muttered under his breath, jumping up to chase you. he followed your angry footsteps into the shared room, where you were rummaging through your closet. his brows furrowed when you walked out of the closet with a black dress in hand.

you tugged off your tank top and pajama shorts, leaving you clad in a pink bralette and a matching thong. you had worn it for quinn, hoping to surprise him after his game, but that idea went to shit. his breath hitched as you stood there practically naked. the pink set you wore left little to the imagination.

"and where are you planning on going?" the brunette asked. "out," you simply stated. he huffed, "out where? and for how long?"

"i don’t know," you shrugged, shimmying into the tight dress and grabbing a pair of heels. "why does it matter, quinn?" you mocked with a whine. you smiled triumphantly as his face fell into a deep scowl. heels in hand, you stormed past him, brushing your shoulder against his purposely.

like a lost puppy, he turned on his heels, following you into the master bathroom. "why does it matter?" he spoke frustratedly. "it matters because i have a game in a few hours."

you grabbed your red lipstick, swiping the deep color onto your lips. catching his gaze in the vanity mirror, you stared blankly. "ok?" your tone made him feel small and pathetic. "you always go to my games." you took pleasure in the way his voice grew smaller.

and with the click of your lipstick, you turned around. your devilish smirk sent chills up his spine. his eyes scanned your face. you looked hot. "it’s annoying when people say things and then don’t do them, right?" sarcasm dripped off your voice. he opened his mouth to respond, but his words got caught in his throat. "yeah," you replied for him. "and doesn’t it upset you when you can’t get a clear and direct answer out of people?" his face dropped to his chest in defeat. "that’s what i thought."

this time when you stormed out of the room, quinn didn’t follow you— he didn’t even look in your direction. he just sat there, thinking about how he has been acting recently. he never meant to push you away. he’s just been frustrated about hockey. "shit," he tugged at his roots, running out to chase you, but with the slam of the front door, you left Quinn standing alone in the dimly lit apartment. his heart sank as he realized the importance of the situation. he had messed up big time.

desperation filled him as he cursed under his breath. he didn't want to lose you, especially not over a trivial argument like this. quinn quickly changed into a fresh set of clothes and grabbed his phone, dialing your number repeatedly, but it went straight to voicemail.

he decided to take action and drove to the place he thought you might be. he knew you better than anyone, and despite the frustration between you, he couldn't stand the thought of you being upset and alone. quinn was determined to make things right.

as he approached the location, he saw you standing under a lamppost, waiting for a taxi. your dress, your confidence, and the red lipstick painted a picture of defiance, and yet, vulnerability. quinn's heart ached for you, realizing how wrong he had been.

pulling up beside you, he rolled down the window and called out your name. you glanced over, eyes widening in surprise as he leaned across to open the passenger door. "get in," he said softly, his voice filled with a mixture of regret and sincerity, with a pleading look in his eyes.

you hesitated for a moment before sliding into the car. quinn's gaze never left you, his expression pained and apologetic. he cleared his throat and began, his words laced with genuine remorse.

"y/n, i can't find the right words to express how deeply sorry i am. i messed up, and i shouldn't have spoken to you that way. i was wrong, and i let my frustrations get the better of me. it's not an excuse, and i want you to know that i take full responsibility for my actions."

as you looked at him, you could see the sincerity in his eyes, and it tugged at your heartstrings. he continued, "you're right; i've been distant, and i shouldn't have let that happen. you mean the world to me, and i've been failing you. i promise i'll make it up to you, starting today. i'll be there, with you, every step of the way, and i won’t push you away this time."

tears welled up in your eyes, and you sniffled, feeling the weight of his words sinking in. "you promise?"

he nodded, his gaze never leaving yours. "i promise, y/n. i don't want to lose you. you're my everything, and i will do whatever it takes to make things right and prove that i'm fully committed to us and our relationship."

you forgave him, not because he was perfect, but because you could see the effort and sincerity in his apology. and, well, because you couldn't resist his puppy-dog eyes. without wasting another second, your hands flew to his neck, pulling his lips against yours.

with a sly grin, you leaned back, playfully wagging your finger at him. "you know, i don't usually accept kisses when i’m mad, but i'll make an exception."

he chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "ah, rule-breaking with you always seems like the best idea."

[eldritch-bf]

Reanimator ghost hunting AU ok hear me out

Meg and Dan are exes and they share a 3 bed apartment and their last roommate moved out so they post at the college for a third and Herbert answers

They’re not in medical school or anything it doesn’t really matter what they’re each studying

The important thing is that when Herbert moves in he learns that Meg and Dan’s side project is ghost hunting vlogs

Their old roommate helped them out with editing the videos and camera work but moved out because she felt she was in danger after a bad investigation

Herbert doesn’t believe them he thinks they’re making it up to fuck with him or the girl lied and made up an excuse bc she didn’t want to live with them anymore

And he’s so pissed off bc ghosts aren’t real blah blah how could they be wasting their time with such nonsense

He’s so mad he invites himself along to their ghost hunts just to offer a skeptical voice and disprove every odd noise or weird feeling Meg (the host) says; the fans actually LOVE Herbert so Meg starts putting him more and more in the spotlight or making him do shit

Because unlike Dan who gets scared when he’s in haunted basements by himself Herbert just stands there pissed off and bitches at the ghosts

Meg isn’t necessarily scared she wants the evidence but Dan is so he will not follow after weird sounds or voices etc

Dan hates overnight investigations bc he never gets to sleep that is until Herbert starts coming along and they share a room and Herbert reassures him very blandly that there’s no demons around nothing can hurt him blah blah

Herbert just wants to sleep and Dan keeps flinching and whining at every little freak or sound of water through pipes so he gets fed up and cuddles Dan like there does that help do you feel better

And Dan does

And soon it’s the only way he can fall asleep at investigations

Also Herbert may or may not get possessed by a demon on an investigation and STILL fucking deny they’re real

[facilitatingmyaddiction]

I need to be honest: I really hope Byler is endgame because Byler makes me hate Mike less.

This is a long rant, and this whole post is gonna sound full of vitriol, but BEAR WITH ME, I HAVE A POINT.

I hate Mike's character so much, the show does him so dirty, S3 was THE WORST and S4 was only better because of the Byler implications, because otherwise he still sucks

Allow me to rant after the cut before you guys jump onto me, ok?

He used to be the leader of the party, and in S3 he does NOTHING, and seasons 3 and 4 seem to go out of their way to show DUSTIN (my pookie, this kid is the GOAT, no one say NUTHIN' bout him) as the leader instead of Mike, which like, makes Mike kinda disappear into Mileven? He goes from leader of the party to El's only safe haven, and that bothers me so freaking much. It's a disservice to both their characters IMO. El gets stuck being the only one who can do anything to save the day, and Mike gets stuck being the only one who can be there for her. I don't think it is a coincidence that they get separated for most of S4, because I think if they were together the whole time, the plot would stop moving. Mileven in canon feels like being in a relationship just because you don't know what you would do if both of you weren't together, not because you actually like each other.

Now if Byler IS endgame, everything feels more cohesive. Mike is an asshole, yes, but not because that's who he is - he is an asshole because things are changing and he is hurting his best friend and he is really bothered by that but he doesn't know how to fix it. He avoids saying stuff not because he doesn't want to, but because it feels wrong and he doesn't understand how. He didn't want to play D&D with Will in S3, and he said it was because he was maturing, but as soon as he enters high school, he finds a D&D club and is super dedicated towards it. Lucas has his big game and Mike doesn't even think to negotiate with Eddie to move the last session around so they could all watch the game AND have the finale of the campaign - clearly D&D is, still, a huge priority for him, despite him being technically older and more mature now. Yes, he is still a dick for replacing Lucas at the last session, but this assholery puts his previous assholery ("Did you think we would be in my basement playing games the rest of our lives?") into a new perspective. He STILL cares about D&D, it is STILL super important for him. So why was he doing all that in S3? Makes you question, and that's good! Also very interesting how this priority only comes back once El is not around anymore. It's like he is back to his little bitchy S2 self, maybe trying to get back to the way he was back then.

S3 Mike is overprotective of El because, according to him, he "loves her and doesn't want to lose her". But, if my interpretation of Canon!Mileven is correct, he might be actually scared of what not being with her means for him. If Dustin is more of a party leader than he is, if he and Will are not on good terms, and he doesn't play D&D anymore, that means he's not Leader Of The Party Mike, nor Mike The DM, nor Will's Best Friend Mike. That leaves him as Protector of El Mike. So, he's overprotective, because that's who he's supposed to be, now, right? That's what having a girlfriend means, right? Lucas and Max are always together, and they are dating. So Mike should be there with her and for her, always. If El breaks up with him, who is he then?

So he fights to get her back. And since he's fighting to get her back, that probably means he loves her, right? When someone breaks up with you, and you still want them, no, NEED them back, that means you love them, right?

But then she leaves, and he can'tdo anything about it. And Will leaves, too. And suddenly, he's not missing the time he spent with El. Something feels wrong, and he's still a little bitch to everyone around him, but it's not because of EL. He talks to El, he writes her letters, they keep in touch. And he doesn't miss her. He should, because she's his girlfriend, and he's supposed to be missing her, so he complains about not being able to call her on the phone, but he doesn't try to solve that problem like he did in S2 when he didn't even know for sure if El was alive. S2 Mike would move the Earth to be able to talk to El. S4 Mike thinks just getting on a plane to see her in the summer is enough. A letter every once in a while instead of a phone call is enough. "From Mike." is enough. S4 Mike didn't implode while not having El, like he thought he would, so things change. He's not as protective anymore because he doesn't need to be. The last year was enough proof that he could still be who he is without El, so he has another angle to self-reflect.

If Byler is endgame, then S4 Mike being an asshole to El after she defended herself in the rink is less of him just being a shitty boyfriend and is instead him being mad at himself for neglecting his friends and his own self to take care of her when she truly doesn't need him, even without her powers - and then taking it out on El. He understands that he is pissed, he is prompted to make amends (iirc he didn't go talk to El out of his own volition, he just did it after he saw how Will was reacting to how bad he was treating El) and he can't. But he CAN make amends to the one he thinks he actually wronged: Will.

I hope we get to see a healthier (platonic) relationship between Mike and El in S5. I'd love to see Mike stop being the little asshole that he is after understanding himself a little better. It would put a nice bow in things because GOD MIKE YOU ARE SO ANNOYING AND SUCH A JERK RIGHT NOW.

[gynnnicsworld]

Hellooo! i was wondering what your all-time favorite hurt/comfort fics are? also I love your account, I scrolled through not too long ago and immediately was like yes, I've found my people

*screams internally* oOH GOD, thank you for asking that, I've been waiting for someone to ask that and I'm so glad this is happening! OK.

From what I can see in your profile picture, do u like spn too? Do u have any favorite couples there? cause I have a long list of fics in that fandom too *wink wink*....

Please ask me questions to recommend fics, because I have been trying for weeks to organize a part 2 of rec list but I haven't been able to, I have too many fics and I have no idea how to start organizing them. So by asking questions like these you help me recommend some fics and get organized. thks u <3ily

Life's (Kate's) a bitch and then you (she) dies

by: Littleredridinghunter

While everyone is busy saving Jackson, Stiles is taking a beating in the Argent's basement. When his dad gets hurt, he leaves a note for Scott that he is getting away from everything and to never contact him again.

Too bad Scott and the pack take him at his word....

One year later and they finally see Stiles again but it isn't a happy reunion. Can they repair all the damage that has been caused in their time apart?

(This is one of the most recent fics I've read and it left me completely destroyed and in love at the same time, the author of this fic is the same author of most of my favorite fics. Anyway, all the fics I've read by this author will appear here. (oh by the way you would like to know that spn characters appear here.))

Home

by: TheTypewriterGirl

God, this fic is BEAUTIFUL, it's glorious, this fic can basically be described with any adjective that refers to beauty and perfection. But there is pain, a lot of pain, this fic must be praised.

There are illustrations that complete the beauty of this fic. Like this↓

Yes, you guys definitely have to read this fanfic.

You haven't read it??? WHAT ARE YOU EXPECTING?? RUN TO READ IT.

I downloaded the fic because I don't want to lose it, I would cry if one day this fic is deleted.

It's all part of the master plan - Sterek version

by: Littleredridinghunter

every fic that I put here you must read it, truly and seriously, you HAVE to read it, you can't not do it.

Sense of Home

by: siny

Home can be a place, but it can also be a person.

After the events with the Nemeton, Stiles starts suffering the consequences of their sacrifice. A journey he attempts to make on his own, but only becomes worse with every step he takes. In the process he seeks comfort in an unexpected place and it draws him toward an unexpected person.

(This fic explains one of the theories quite well, maybe you know this theory x if that theory caught your attention, you will love this fic).

hold me tight (you'll be alright)

by: orphan_account

Stiles is captured by the alpha pack for over a month before escaping. Derek finds him in the woods and takes him home.

Homeland

kitkatpancakestack

"And if you bleed for Beacon Hills once, you can be sure you'll bleed for it again."

(Tthis is a fix fic, but it's really good. I actually have many VERY good ones of this type.

God, I actually have a colossal mountain of fics to recommend and I have no idea how to start organizing them.)

It's where my demons hide

by: Littleredridinghunter

Stiles was used to his life going to hell. He'd just never expected it to be quite so literal.

When Rafael McCall returns to Beacon Hills after a five year absence it brings back lots of unhappy memories for Stiles, he'll do whatever he can to keep his secrets buried in order to protect those closest to him.

With Rafael's return Stiles discovers that secrets are always revealed, even if this particular time it's because of supernatural interference.

(By the way, I don't have an order, because all the fics that I'm putting here are really good and all of them are my favorites. BUT this fic right here is probably my favorite among favorites, this fic has a way of destroying your soul and putting it back together that you will love and hate at the same time and leave you wanting to read more.)

A Melody That Climbs And Then Falls

BY: siny

They won the fight against the alpha pack; the nightmare was apparently over.

That was until Stiles fell on the ground with blood coming out of his mouth when Derek reached him.

--

Or the fic where Stiles gets an internal bleeding for saving Derek, only a tragedy like this would make Derek realize his true feelings.

Peter betrayed them all and is currently missing. Allison and Stiles are buddies, as much as Derek and Erica.

Can't rely on me

By; Littleredridinghunter

Set at the end of season 2, Gerard beats Stiles up, but it's a lot worse than anyone knows.

The pack let him down, that's not really a surprise lately.

When Danny finds Stiles nearly bleeding to death the next day it's the start of a beautiful friendship.

Can the pack make amends before it's too late? Will Stiles ever forgive them for not being there for him when he needed them the most?

Echoes

by: jjmash

Stiles' magic accidentally creates a lifelike echo of Derek's baby sister who died in the Hale fire. Between games of tag and trips to the zoo, Derek helps Stiles pick up the pieces of himself post-Nogitsune possession.

(This one is short but sweet and sad.)

Finding His Home

by: OKDeanna

Derek Hale was a lot of things, and none of them very good. Yet, the one thing he couldn't shake was the one thing he knew he shouldn't want. But when an unexpected late night call reveals Stiles Stilinski has been injured, he will stop at nothing to get to him. Even if it means opening himself up in ways he never has before...

(I love that in the sterek fandom we have these unspoken truths, like the fact that we all know that no matter what, Derek is always going to believe and care about Stiles whether he's in Mexico or on the other side of the world, if Stiles calls, he'll go to Stiles.)

Wait For Me

by: Hedwig221b

“Stiles, we know about your Spark,” Scott looked at Stiles with desperate eyes, trying to convey something. “He is the Werewolf who's been chasing you. You must run. We’ll help you…”

Stiles stared at his friend, genuinely concerned for his sanity, because the nonsense he was sputtering was really fucking confusing.

This one is really good but fucking confusing or something, it really made me hate certain characters here and scream in frustration but I always trusted stiles/derek.

The Moon's Gonna Follow Me Home

turningterrific

Derek doesn’t want to call the window repair guy. He doesn’t want to sweep up the glass. He’ll inevitably miss a few shards and pull them out of the bottom of his bare feet for weeks.

He doesn’t want to try to make this place feel like home when it isn’t.

Derek stayed in Beacon Hills and tried to make it work because he wanted pack, wanted purpose. He gave his best effort and found himself back where he started: alone, with a few begrudging allies. He’s tired, and even though his werewolf body heals quickly, he feels the weary ache down to his center.

He packs his car with the few things he cares about enough to drag them from place to place. He locks the loft and calls a realtor about listing the building he’d bought in a misguided attempt to secure a future.

And then he leaves.

(This fic will always be in my favorite fic recommendations, because I read it at a difficult time for me and it helped me a lot emotionally to move forward, so yes, this fic is one of my favorites among favorites, and I will always mention it at every opportunity. Plus we have Derek healing and that's beautiful because Derek deserves nice things just like Stiles.)

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okay, I'm going to stop here because I have some things to do, but actually I have more favorite hurt/comfort fics. But I won't be able to put them all here right now, apologies for that, but please send me another question for a second part, but I think at the moment you have several fics to read.

I hope you like them, and please do not hesitate to send me messages to talk about all these incredible fanfics, I will be waiting for your comments. (and thanks again for the question)

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for getting an unhoused dude kicked out of my building?

long time reader first time caller. this happened a few years ago but i still feel mildly guilty about it. i (21 at the time, nb) lived in an oldass new england inn that had been subdivided into two halves, side A and B, rent a room style. i lived with 9 other people, all girls or nb, at the time. sides A and B were accessible to each other through the attic or basement, but otherwise to pass from side to side one would have to go through a locked outdoor breezeway. each room didn’t really lock and anyone living in this building would have pretty easy access to anyone else’s room should they want to. this is fairly important

during i believe november, an empty room in our house on side A suddenly contained a random man. i personally lived on side B, but we were all close friends with each other throughout the house. when this guy appeared, the folks on side A got pretty freaked out, as we had been told a new girl would be moving into that apartment in a week, not a man. no one on side A wanted to talk to the new guy as they felt too frightened, and as i was kind of operating as the ‘man of the house’ at the time (tough tall dyke privilege), i said i would talk to him for them.

when i met him by myself he seemed like a nice guy. tall, maybe 6’4”, white and presumably cis, athletic build. he was fine but i could see how the side A residents were intimidated. however, when i talked to him, he said he was staying in this room because his friend (who lived there over a month ago and had moved out) had told him he could crash there. we were not in contact with this previous resident; presumably he had made copies of his old keys. new guy said he was looking to stay indefinitely until he could find a new place. we parted ways fine enough and i informed my roommates of what he said.

they were not pleased about his ‘indefinite stay’ plans and reached out to our landlady, who decided to come that day and talk to him as well. she asked me to accompany her as she was a little lady and also scared of big men (understandable) (i’d like to say as a footnote fuck landlords but she was an exception, lovely mom-like figure who kept our rent low as hell)

when meeting with new guy with the landlady, she did all the talking and i stood mutely as a witness and a bodyguard, i guess. she told him she didn’t want to kick him out, but she had a new renter coming in a week and if he couldn’t get out by then they would have a problem. now here is where he started to get verbally aggressive. his frustration was very understandable and landlady was mostly patient with it, but when he started calling me an “ignorant bitch” and accusing me of trespassing (given i lived on side B, not side A), she snapped, said not to talk to me like that, and told him he had until the end of the day to clear out. ultimately, he refused to clear out that night. the next day around noon landlady came with the cops to help him leave. he wasn’t arrested or anything, just escorted out after packing up.

ultimately i feel pretty guilty about this because if it were entirely up to me i wouldn’t have snitched on him, just warned him about the new renter coming. but because my roommates felt very unsafe i felt i had to put on my bad guy boots and support them and my landlady; but if i hadnt been there as “bodyguard” maybe things wouldn’t have gotten aggressive? i have no idea what happened to the poor guy afterwards, i saw him walk down the street away from our house and never saw him again. i hope he’s doing ok now. so was i the asshole?

What are these acronyms?

[ellethespaceunicorn]

Don’t Take My Sunshine Away, Part I

Title: Don’t Take My Sunshine Away, Part I

Rating: Explicit, 18+, Minors - DNI

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Reader (Sunshine)

Fandom: The Gray Man

Word Count: 2.5K

Series Summary: You lived your life on a schedule. Everything is planned out from sunrise to sunset. But what happens when you go out on a limb and out of your comfort zone? Will it have dire consequences?

Chapter Summary: You’d agreed to meet someone from the internet and you find yourself tied up in a basement. 

Warnings: dark fic!, attempted mugging, drugging, abduction, suspension bondage, Murder Daddy™️, oral sex (m receiving), dub-con, non-con, unprotected p-in-v sex, knife play, biting, blood play

A/N: I had an idea about Lloyd Hansen. Here is that idea. I haven’t written for Chris Evans’ character since Steve Rogers pre-Infinity War so this was an exercise and a half! Also, many many many thanks to @peyton-warren and @raccoon-eyed-rebel for helping me entertain Lloyd and for helping me to not lose my mind whilst writing this. Unbeta’d, we die like people who tried their best. 

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It’s just your luck, honestly.

You were in the wrong place at the wrong time. The place was a dark street. The time was 9:03 pm.

Well, technically you could blame your Tinder date for this. He didn’t fucking show up and he didn’t respond to your texts or calls. Like he just disappeared off the face of the Earth. You ended up waiting for an hour and decided to just pay for your third cup of coffee and leave.

Luckily for you, the buses were still running and there was a stop just across the street from the diner. You climb off your stool at the counter and exit through a particularly noisy door. It alerts some guys down the street and they turn to look at you before turning back to each other. Your sigh of relief is reversed when you get across the street and hear one of them shouting at you before moving closer.

You check the bus schedule that hangs in the bus shelter. You only have to wait for five minutes for safety. 

What could go wrong?

“Hey baby, can I have your number?” The overwhelmingly strong skunky smell of bad weed hits your nasal passage and you gag. “Oh, what? I’m disgusting to you? Stuck up, bitch!”

“Look, I’m just trying to get home. I don’t want any trouble.” Your hand went to your pocket where you had your safety keychain on your keyring.

“Too fucking bad because you just landed yourself in trouble, cunt,” Three long strides and he has you in his grip, pulling you behind the bus shelter into the empty alleyway. He pushes you onto the wet pavement and is on top of you in seconds. He watches as you open your mouth to scream and he clamps a hand around your throat, cutting you off. “Who do you think is coming for you, unlucky bi–”

“What the fuck…hey!” A voice is coming from the street and getting closer.

Your attacker is being pulled off of you and it’s so dark in the alley that you can’t fully see who grabbed him. You see a dark blur and you hear sounds of a struggle before a strong pair of hands is helping you up. 

“Are you ok, Miss?” You’re being ushered down the alley to the only lit streetlight. The more you walk under its glow, you notice the man who saved you. Your eyes are drawn to the push broom on his lip first, then to his slicked-back hair, and finally to his dramatically-patterned polo and pastel chino pants.

“Yeah, I’m fine…I think. Thanks.” You reach out your hand to touch his where it lingers on your arm. He doesn’t attempt to remove his hand, even after you squeeze it with yours quickly.

“No problem, why don’t I take you home? My car’s just around the corner here.” He does attempt to pull you towards the street. You know better than to let anyone take you to a second location, so you put your hand up with a smile.

“That’s quite alright. I’ll just wait for the bus if you don’t mind.” You try and remove your arm from his hand but his grip on you gets tighter.

“Let me at least walk you back to the bus stop?”

“I’ll be fine, I promise.” You try to turn away and he pulls you closer to him.

“Why did you have to make this difficult, Sunshine?” His angry growl is quiet but no less intimidating.

“I’m sorry, wha–” You don’t get to finish as you feel a sharp prick in your bicep. Looking down, you see a syringe sticking out of your skin. You go to pull out the needle but darkness fades into your eyesight and you slip off into the void.

You awake to a pounding in your head. Your arms are sore. Your legs are numb. And you can feel the stiff presence of duct tape over your mouth. Opening your eyes, you try to raise your hand to shield your eyes from the sudden brightness but you realize your arms and legs have been immobilized.

Looking around, you see that you’re suspended about three feet above the ground in some pretty elaborate rope bindings. Your wrists are crossed against your bare chest. Your left leg is being held up straight, while your right leg is only supported by two lengths of rope on your thigh, leaving your foot to dangle which means your pussy is on full display. 

You hear a door open and two sets of footsteps walk down the stairs. As the steps get closer, you hear two voices as well. 

“...didn’t have to punch me so fucking hard!”

“Yeah? Well maybe if you didn’t have your slimy hands all over my things, I wouldn’t have had to bruise your fucking spleen. Don’t be such a pussy, Dougherty!”

 “Fuck you, Hansen.”

“Don’t be sad I have a new plaything and you don’t.”

“Yeah. Just don’t wreck this one like that last girl.”

You struggle in the ropes and try and grunt loudly through the duct tape and the metal anchor that holds the rope loudly jostles. You pick your head up and look to your right as the men come into view.

As you recognize the man who had you on the ground, you couldn’t believe your eyes when you saw the geometric-patterned polo-wearing man who tried to “save” you. 

“I’m so glad you’re awake. I know you must have a lot of questions. But, you’re gonna listen first,” He walks until he can grab onto the ropes that hold you up. Looking down at you, he smiles sweetly. He begins to swing you toward him, letting go and watching as you swing back and forth, “Now, my name is Lloyd Hansen, but you are to call me Sir. You now belong to me. From every thought you have to every step you take. I own all of it. You may be wondering why I chose you of all people. Well, it had to be you, Sunshine. You’re the one.”

You are at his mercy as his hands grope at your tits and he pinches your nipples. You turn your head to look away but he just grabs you by the chin and makes you look at him.

“Now, Sunshine, you take what Sir gives you and you are appreciative. Trust me, this will all make sense later. But for now, I think it’s time I claim what’s mine.” He stalks over to your legs, standing between them. He places a kiss on your left ankle as he grabs at your right thigh. Pulling your core flush with his clothed hardness, you can feel exactly how excited he is to own you.

“I’d hate to interrupt, but–”

“But yet, you are interrupting. What?” Lloyd says as he trails kisses down your calf, his mustache tickling you as he moves.

“Well, I just…you said you would pay me. And I don’t really wanna stay around for whatever this is, honestly.” 

Lloyd finally turns his head to the other man in the room before patting your leg, “I’ll be right back, Sunshine. Don’t you go anywhere, ok?”

Fucking asshole.

Pulling out a wad of cash from his pocket, Lloyd starts counting bills, “So what do you say to…a hundred bucks?”

“I say fuck you if you think I’m taking less than half a yard. Shit, I didn’t even get to fu–”

The pop of a gunshot cuts through not only his sentence but also his left eye. You watch as Lloyd pockets the money and turns back to you with a smile.

“Fuck, ok. I didn’t plan on shooting him in front of you. But…well, I did,” He caresses your cheek before ripping off the tape from your mouth. He tilts his head and raises his eyebrows, expectantly waiting for you to speak.

“What do you want from me?” Your wrists hurt from struggling against the ropes.

“Oh, Sunshine. I want everything from you…eventually. But for now, I want to use your mouth.” He unbuttons and unzips his pants, “Those fucking lips of yours look so delectable.” He traces your bottom lip with his thumb and you debate biting it. Then, you remember the dead guy in the room.

Just comply. He won’t have to hurt you if you comply.

You clear your throat to get Lloyd to look at you. “Um…S-Sir?”

“Look at you calling me Sir already like a good girl,” He beams, looking down at you and holding your face in his murderous hand, “What do you want to ask me?”

“Are you going to kill me, Sir?” You couldn’t stop the fat tears from falling as you blink up at his face. You watched as his smile fell and he crouches to bring his face to your eye level.

“I would love to tell you that I won’t kill you, Sunshine. But it really all depends on you. If you don’t give me a reason to kill you, I won’t kill you. It’s as simple as that, Sunshine.”

You feel your eyes glaze over as you thought about what Lloyd had said. You didn’t want to give him a reason to kill you. You also know that there was no one coming to save you. You had no family, no friends, no roommates. You had lived a solitary life. 

The sound of Lloyd clearing his throat brought you back to reality.

“Use my mouth, Sir.” 

No sooner does the half-sultry half-terrified sentence leave your mouth, than Lloyd is reaching into his chinos to pull out his fat dick as he walks around you. You tilt your head back and are met with his impressive package. Eight inches of veiny length in your face suddenly is a lot to handle. As he strokes himself, he makes sure to keep it just out of reach. You hate yourself for licking your lips and following his hand with your eyes.

He positions his dick slightly over your mouth and squeezes his length from base to tip so that a dribble of pre-cum hits your lips. You snake your tongue out to taste him, the salty bitter taste you expect turns out to be almost sweet. Why couldn’t he just taste terrible?

“Open up, Sunshine.” He steps closer to you as you part your lips. He doesn’t stop pushing in until you feel his balls touch your nose. You close your lips around him and breathe through your nostrils. 

Inhaling deeply, you’re hit with the familiar scent of sweetness mixed with musk—sort of Earthy. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say it was African black soap. You knew the smell very well, you used the body wash every day.

“Fuuuuck, baby. Gonna fuck this throat.” He wraps his large hands around your throat as he pulls out slowly, leaving just the tip before he slams back in making you gag. 

He starts a steady rhythm and soon his balls are slapping you in the face. You can deny it all you want, but the way he fits perfectly in your mouth is obvious. The way your hands clench into fists and unclench denotes the urge to grab him and pull him deeper. 

One of his hands moves from your throat to your tits. Pinching your nipples and groping the soft flesh must not be enough because soon he is slapping at your breasts, getting you to grunt around his dick. The groan that leaves him is so sinful, you wish you could squeeze your thighs together.

But you don’t have time to worry about that because Lloyd is pulling out of your mouth. A string of saliva connects you until he steps back. You try to follow him with your mouth but he’s out of reach too soon.

“Sir?” You don’t like the air of desperation in your voice when you speak. You watch as he moves to the other end of your body and you soon feel his hand roam from your thigh to your pussy.

In one swift motion, Lloyd is inside your cunt. With the grip his hands have on your hips, you know it’s going to hurt tomorrow. But, that’s a later problem because Sir is fucking you like he hates you. You should hate this, but you don’t. At least not yet.

“Fuck, Sunshine…knew your pussy was gonna feel good but DAMN!” 

You can’t help the slew of sounds that escapes your mouth as he fucks you. The last of which sort of sounded like “Hnnnngg”. You feel as if you are going to explode at any minute but a spike of fear hits you as you think about where Lloyd is going to finish. You’re not on birth control. The speed of his thrusts picks up and you can feel him swell inside you. Fuck it.

“Sir, cum with me!”

“Fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuuck…” Lloyd latches onto your stretched left leg with his teeth, leaving behind deep and angry bite marks as he empties inside you. Pulling out, he watches his spend leak from you, righting his pants.

You are in a state of bliss so deep that you barely register as Lloyd bites into your right thigh enough to break the skin in a few places. But you can feel the sting of his butterfly knife as it moves over your skin.  The letters “LH” well with blood on your leg as silent fat tears roll down your face.  

“Now you can wear my bite mark like the badge of honor that it is. And when that fades, you’ll still have my initials so you can be returned to me if you are ever lost. I don’t plan on losing you, so you better not plan on getting lost, Sunshine.”

“I don’t want to get lost, Sir. I like it here with you.” The tremble in your voice doesn’t hide your fear, and part of you doesn’t want it to. You want him to know he doesn’t have to worry about losing you somehow.

“Think you can behave for a bath and a meal? I’ll have to supervise the bath, of course. And we’d be eating together. Unless you like being hungry, in your own filth with my cum dripping out of you all night. What do you say?” Lloyd offers, the fingers of one hand ghosting over his initials on your thigh.

“Would I still have to be tied up, Sir?” So many questions you could have asked, but you picked this one. 

Maybe if your hands were free, you could…do what? Fight him? Pick a lock? 

No, just comply. You can do this. 

“You won’t be tied up, but I do have a gift for you upstairs. But you can only have it if you’re a good girl. Are you gonna be a good girl, Sunshine?” While he spoke, he dragged a fingernail from your thigh to your upper torso as he walked around your body to your head.

“I’ll be a good girl for you, Sir. I promise.” The words on your tongue felt both foreign and familiar. Almost like you weren’t afraid for him to hurt you. 

You were afraid that he wouldn’t. And that scared you more than anything. 

Part II

A/N: There will be more of this. I’ve never written for Lloyd before but I enjoyed him as the little devil on my shoulder.

@raccoon-eyed-rebel @peyton-warren

If you would like to be tagged in the next installment, lemme know 🫣

[rowretro]

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

WARNINGS: non I know of

✧taglist✧: @heeseung-min @jaeneohee @lovingvoidgoatee @neruishoon (anyone I may have missed)

✧CHAPTER 14✧

"Babe maybe we should get something in the garden for them to play with~" y/n said with a smile "Like a big playhouse to play in?" he asked as y/n gasped "Omg that's so cute!" she smiled as she turned to the babies that were giggling at some Halloween decorations. "Babe we have to be nicer-" y/n warned as Sunghoon frowned "Im not saying anything mean, i just said the word mean, how is that not nice enough coming from me?" Sunghoon reasoned as y/n frowned at him.

"Babe look! a princess castle... Wait no- look at that one- barbie's dreamhouse!" Y/n pointed out as Sunghoon ruffled her hair. "Honestly I think it's perfect, 3 stories, big enough for the twins to spend time in, something we can work on together~" Sunghoon sang, as he smiled at the girl. "Aw Sunghoon you're so fucking cute when you're happy, why can't you be happy all the timeeee?" y/n pouted as Sunghoon rolled his eyes.

And in perfect timing, a certain someone appeared before her and Sunghoon. "Ah Sunghoon~ and if it isn't the pretty y/n~" Yeonjun complimented. Y/n nervously laughed knowing how possessive Sunghoon gets when a man compliments his y/n, his hands balling into fists, "mama~" Avaani whined, wanting to get carried, the girl smiles, picking up the baby. "Ah so you finally gave birth, wow I haven't seen you in so long then Hooners... If you're done shopping may I treat you to lunch?" Yeonjun asked with a sweet, fake smile as y/n turned to Sunghoon.

"Babe? Will you be ok with that? maybe seeing your kind brother the kids will be kind too!" y/n pointed out, still clueless about the little conflict between the 2 brothers "I see your wife says yes~" he smirked as Sunghoon held back his anger "Babe, we'll grab a quick meal and leave straight after." Sunghoon simply said not liking the idea of Yeonjun  one bit.

God all the things he was holding back from doing, feeling the girls’ eyes on him. Sunghoon watched as Yeonjun flirted lowkey, and how he checked her out so shamelessly, purposely pissing Sunghoon off by getting a little touchy with y/n. Yeonjun  was really asking for it. Watching y/n cluelessly smile and converse with his brother was pretty tough to put up with, but hearing Yeonjun mildly slip in some filthy compliments in a sugar coated manner pissed the male off more.

Sunghoon ordered himself a hot drink as he busied himself with baby Anaya who was still awake. The baby softly gripped onto Sunghoon’s finger, her curious eyes meeting Sunghoon’s. The man’s heart fluttered at how adorable his baby girl was, smiling as he let her shake his hand around. He was still keeping an eye on Yeonjun though, not trusting him one bit. “Hmm maybe you should come by my bar some day” Yeonjun randomly said as Sunghoon immediately turned to him, glaring at the smirking demon before him. Before Sunghoon could even say a word, y/n spoke up with a smile.

“I’m afraid I have to turn down your offer… me and Hoon will be busy with the babies, and any free time we get, we like to spend alone… sorry” She kindly apologize, as Sunghoon turned back to the babies, smiling. Not only did she turn down the offer, but she called him Hoon, god that girl is so cute. However, Sunghoon was still wary, what if she simply turned it down because she wanted to avoid being locked in the basement?....

"Awww look at Avaani, she's sleeping while hugging Anaya's arm" y/n cooed as baby Anaya whined softly, trying to pull out of her sister's grip. Sunghoon softly, pulled the baby away, treating them as if they were delicate little angels, as if even the tiniest mistake would snap them. "Bit of a selfish sister eh? sort of like Sunghoon" Yeonjun joked as he stared at baby Anaya.

Some joke that was. It's clear, Yeonjun hated those babies as they were a result of Sunghoon and y/n, and Sunghoon was no stranger to this greedy bitch side of Yeonjun. The nerve to even make a comment on one of his angels. Sunghoon opens his extremely hot drink and accidentally spills it on Yeonjun, with a smirk. "oops... accident my bad." He simply said as the two demons glared at each other, their red eyes glowing like a fire opal gem put in the sunlight.

"Babe- I think we should head home, babies are sleepy..." Y/n said as Sunghoon turned to her, the red in his eyes long gone. "Kay lets head home sweetheart, we can build the castle while they sleep" he said with a smile as he got up, making sure the babies were safe inside the pushchair before leaving the building, his hands on the pushchair as he forced y/n to walk in the tiny space between him and his pushchair, not liking his angels being away from him for even just a split second...

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

[etherealnoir]

So is Margaret just gon be mad at Gabi forever? It’s like she’s forgotten that Sir actually held Gabby captive and is acting like Gabi just went out and grabbed that bitch for funsies! I liked the back-and-forth for a while but now it’s getting annoying like girl I thought you were a miss notice at and endless compassion like what all happened to that? 

Here’s why I can’t get mad at Margaret for being angry:

Gabi had everyone thinking Hugh was out in the wind. Lacy was terrified, and everytime Lacy came to Gabi with concerns, Gabi brushed it off as “Sir is gone. It’s fine.” Knowing good and goddamn well he was in her basement and NOT “gone.” She had multiple opportunities to either come clean or kill him, and she did neither until she was forced to do so bc Lacy’s life was being threatened. By the time she decided to come clean, he was already out and Lacy’s fears were confirmed, even though she trusted Gabi’s word.

She says she wasn’t in her right mind when she took him, and I understand that. I empathize with it. However, 9 months passed. And at some point, she realized she fucked up. She still lied in everyone’s face and put people in danger as a result, because she 1) for some reason thought she could handle it and 2) was afraid of the fallout.

Lastly, if your life’s work is about finding people who are missing/taken, being an abductor can ruin the reputation of M&A as a firm. Because anyone could easily point to Gabi and be like “Why should we hire you when you clearly think captivity is ok if the reasons are justified?”

I personally think that if she wasn’t going to go full crazy and beat that man to death in her basement, taking him and only sorta kinda being mean to him sometimes wasn’t worth the series of events occurring now.

ETA: We all saw how she was ready to throw hands with Dhan when Gabi was taken. And that was because she thought he was irresponsible. So I’m not surprised that she would also have severe negative feelings about Gabi after Lacy’s abduction.

[missmiseryguts]

Also PRETTY PLS WITH A FLIP TON OF WHIP CREAM ON TOM RAMBLE TO ME ABOUT EMPRESS IN UR AU she's of my favs in the og!!! (Along with the Movie Birds and MU lol)

Cackles maniacally. I HAVEN'T DONE MUCH ON EMPRESS HERSELF, PER SE, BUT THIS IS WHAT I HAVE!!!

She's pretty much identical to how she acts in normal a hat in time, really LOL. The difference is her battle which is.. Probably in her office? That was my plan, I think. The plan Hood and Mu made i haven't actually worked on, but it ends in Mu sneaking around Empress' office looking for the Timepiece, Empress catches her, monologues, shows that Hood has been caught, oh shit battle start. HA.

For her attacks, I actually had the idea of her keeping her jewel gun thing.. And maybe it being powered by Mus Timepiece! It shoots out . Tttthings. I also wanted to use the environment like mafia boss fight does, with falling sandbags and stuff, so I was thinking since it's in her office, fucking file cabinets fall over and make the terrain harder to navigate and stuff??? Another attack is probably her trying to scratch Mu, like how Empress does to hat kid if you hit her in the main game, and perhaps an attack where she throws Nyakuza cats at Mu or something BAHAHAHA

Something I also did with the metro in general that relates to Empress is... Ok I can't remember if this is canon or not, but there's a lot of missing posters around the metro, and when you go missing in the metro??? You'll never be found again. Xoxo. Because Empress kills the fuckers. HAHAHA. I had an idea of Hood & Bows parents being 'missing'.. Gulp

Empress also HATES HOOD. WITH ALL HER HEART. Hood is the one sneaky little BRAT she can't seem to catch, like a game of cat and mouse, so during the boss fight when Hood is FINALLY CAPTURED I'd say Empress might actually put her in danger or something. Like in base game, Mu us just kinda dangling there HELP. Empress also might just keep Hood there to ' make her watch her friend die ' or something. God I love this wicked cruel bitch. She's probably got some hatred for Bow, too.. Hoods her main target though, since she's more open with her destruction and graffiti LMAO.

I also think I mentioned how Empress shows that Hood was captured before the battle, instead of how in the mafia boss fight Mu is just shown dangling halfway through, I thought this was cool... Like Hood panicking realizing Empress is gonna hurt Mu?!? Imagine her trying to convince Empress not to, saying it was her fault and her idea and telling her to leave Mu alone... Before being told to shut the fuck up by Empress LMFAO. POOR HOOD.

Her in the spaceship too.. She became the ball of blood yarn, courtesy of Hood, and stays around in the library! Yeah, I've been cooking. I've changed some of the areas of Mus spaceship around! Mechanical room has become the library, filled with storybooks, and other stuff. Mu will obviously still have a mechanical room. She probably shoved it in the basement. BAHAHAHS. The mechanics and workings of your ship??? Not important! FUNNY STORIES?!?! URRRAAAHHHHHHHHH

Anyways, she hangs out in the library and sells the guidebook badge! Which points Mu to nearby relics.. I thought that would be fun.. Anyways that's all I have of Empress for now, I'll definitely be adding more probably LOL, but her swap is different from the others so she stays relatively the same personality wise, and through her actions too LOL. She is feral <3

[bos-basement]

ahhhhhhh i finally finished reading the script (link here, also if you know of any other scripts from earlier or later in production plz send, i would like to read those too)

and here are some of my notes!

bo sustains a knee injury, as well as the headlight getting busted here, in a cut intro you can view some of here, this would also be the only time he is shown to kill someone

nick is two years younger then carly, so they arent twins

paige wanted to marry blake instead of her being pregnent (which still doesnt matter in the end, seriously why was this her character detail?)

script implies its vincent at the campsite due to his laboured breathing, but bts implies that lester broke the fanbelt (i think its vincent cuz why would he have daltons camera?)

the roadkill pit is 8 foot deep and 50 feet in diameter

town used to be called Athelston, also used to be a mining town instead of having a sugar mill

lester fully enjoys being sadistic to carly and wade lmao

movie theater says its playing body snatchers lol

script takes into account louisiana heat (as well as infrastructure) for the house of wax

both bo and lester have a cb radio, def how they communicate about victims, also fake detour signs to lure people into town

the line about how carly could win the beauty pageant gets way darker when you know the victim from the cut intro was made into that wax figure

bo says trudy wanted to make a town of wax in his spiel to wade and carly, is this also a lie? also adds more credence to the theory that trudy also killed

victor and trudy switch places in the story, victor dies by house fire (full on lie which shows the story is at least not all true) and trudy kills herself

bo wouldve asked wade to help him in the house if he didnt need to go piss, bo had zero thought into killing them lmao

continuing he prolly talked to vince about a plan while wade and carly waited for him at the gas station

wade puts up more of a fight, very glad the movie didnt, that bitch deserved to get got cuz of all his snooping

carly escapes into a house (lesters mayhaps 👀 prolly not tho lol) instead of the church, she also gets a hit on bos hand

also escapes into community pool where bo catches her

jonesy is prolly vincents, she sleeps in the basement while he works on wade

"Bo (mocking) : What happened to Wade?" hes so silly goofy 🥰🤪😚

dalton and nick dont have a conversion about how nick took the blame for him

script makes a typo and calls nick wade for a line

dalton is the one to check out the gas station and talk with bo, bo leads him to the house of wax

ok i have to talk about the fanbelt now cuz wtf is up with it? bo has a 15 inch in a drawer at the shop, but like no one can appreciate the dramatic irony except us and him?? what would he have done if wade had a 16 or 14 inch?? do they only go after cars with 15 inch fanbelts????

ALSO!!! would he have just let wade and carly go if they had found the 15 inch????? BO IS FUCKING STUPID AND I LOVE HIM

AND!!!! ALSO!!!! as @hollabackgrl pointed out in her alternate scenarios post, what would have happened if lester/vincent stole the fanbelt out of blakes truck?? seriously bo lucked into wade having a 15 inch 😒

bo uses he/him pronouns for jonesy 😔😔 sad day for us girl jonesy truthers 😔😔😔

also the script keeps calling her "The Mongrel" so mean to her 😔😔😔 (p.s. where did we get the name jonesy??? like did the fandom just agree on that name or is it in some extras in the dvd? /gen)

nick is abke to go into the snack store? grocery store? and finds a deer that wade hit at the start in the back, id like to believe that its because lester was going to cook it but its infested with rats, so why keep it and not throw it into the pit?

dalton finds wade in the basement instead of being displayed

vincent has steeled toed boots, nice :)

nicks still the one to free carly, there just no confrontatiom with bo

nick and carly go into the church still

script mentions shotgun wound in trudys head, so some of bos story is true,,, maybe?

paige does a strip tease but vince slices at her shoe? lmao

nick and carly run into a looney toons showing instead of "whatever happened to baby jane"

diversity win! the murderous twins that incase people in wax dont discriminate on who dies!

bo and vincent hadnt been seperated until 3-4 years old??

bos able to get both arrows out, movie bo needs to step up his game 😒😒 /j

i love how the script characterizes vincent as super pissed about everything

switch board has a label for chimney smoke??? how tf does that work???

bo and vincent never argue in the kitchen, in fact it seems as though theyre more in tune with eachother

we gotta cancel nick, he hits jonesy with a wax arm >:[

bos feelings towards trudy vexes me and i hate it

vincents scars are described differently, having actually been scarred over

carly aggitates bo by saying trudy hated him (which he hates?? seriously what tf goes on in his head) and saying he killed her instead of trying to get vincent on her side by saying bo manipulated him (which is bs anyway but i'll get to that in my analysis on the movie 😌😌)

And thats it! actual deep thoughts and analysis will come when i rewatch the movie and pause every frame /hj (will add link here when that happens) but thats everything i found interesting about the script and what all changed from it to the actual movie, im open to discussing in the comments or my dms ^^

[kai-anderson-whore]

He's a cult leader part 9 (kai Anderson x fem reader series)

Warnings: smutt, y/n and kai arguing, kai is a Warning in itself but its okay cause kai is a sexy little swine, y/n being a bad bitch to kai's volunteers

Part 8 here

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You were cleaning the house waiting on kai returning home from the hospital with winter, scrubbing the house from top to bottom with the help from beverly and ivy kai still waiting on his results for the next senator.

"Thank you for helping me I wouldn't be able to get all this done on time on my own" you chuckled scrubbing the kitchen tiles, "no problem y/n" ivy smiled mopping the floor, you wanted the place spotless for kai especially the living room where he would need to rest till his leg heals better.

The music playing from the TV to keep you busy as you cleaned 'ball and chain' by janis joplin playing you mumbled along to the lyrics, "winter says she's just waiting on them discharging kai" Harrison informed you hadn't really spoken to him since the whole Meadow situation happened, The only time you spoken to him since that was her funeral where he went off his head at you.

A few hours later winter came back assisting kai into the house, "kai it's good to see you back" Gary smiled greeting his divine ruler, "it's good to be back gary" he smiled back easing himself on the sofa, you grabbed a cushion resting it on the table so he can keep his leg up to heal.

"Thank you" he smiled at you making you smile back, "no problem me, ivy and beverly spent the full day cleaning making sure everything was nice for you coming home" you said kai nodded in appreciation.

You spent the rest of the night attending to kai's needs with the help from winter you were exhausted now finally sitting on the sofa with kai watching a movie, "I'll have to go and teach a kid tomorrow but winter will be here to help" you smiled, "ok what time will you be back?" Kai asked his arm around your shoulder pulling you closer to him, "I'll be back around 6pm just in time for your results" you replied eyes fixed on the tv infront of you.

The next evening you entered the house to see the news in the living room kai waiting on his results you placed your bag on the coffee table taking a seat between kai and winter, kai on the phone waiting to see if he won or not.

You felt nervous but you already knew kai won regardless with all the hard work you all had put in to put the fear of God into Michigan and it was working well now, kai pulled the phone away from his ear turning to you and winter with a smile on his face.

"WE WON" he beamed bringing to both in for a hug you were proud of him he won he's now councilman "I knew you could do it kai" you smiled as he pulled away from you and winter to place a kiss on your lips, you knew that this was only the beginning of the end things would just go downhill from here.

To say you were fearful was an understatement but you would stand by kai's side after all you do love him with everything in you despite everything with Meadow the craziness of his mind you would always stick by him and winter too kai was truly grateful for that.

Kai pulled away from your kiss to see a notification of a retweet from Aaron trump which made him even more excited like a little boy in a toy store, you looked at winter with a soft smile in which she returned but you could see in her eyes that she was dreading what was to come next from kai.

The camera men for the news left about 10 minutes later leaving the three of you alone, you went down into the basement to play your guitar sitting on the floor, your back pressing against the back of the sofa as you started playing the tune you were working on weeks prior.

"Jim takes me down he's a fire eater"

"Before the dawn of the valley shine"

"Jim takes me down to the river all the way past the mines"

You didn't realise that kai was at the bottom of the basement stairs listening to you play the guitar and sing it always mesmerised him the way your emotions pour out when you sing.

"Girls in nightgowns hold their hands forever"

"Girls with pink lips cultivate the sound"

"They watch we kiss on a bed of roses as he lays me down"

"He's a fire eater, he's a cult leader, he's a big believer"

"In anything from the 70s said that LSD could be good for me"

"Lay down, lay down"

Kai listened to every lyric in the song taking in the references to Jim Jones and the manson family he knew the song was about him and the cult he was impressed to say the least.

"Jim takes me down to the village diner"

"Makes them believe that there's nothing wrong"

"Parades me round like his fucking daughter"

"All the way bow down"

You still hadn't noticed kai's presents in the basement yet your back still behide the sofa you didn't really want him to hear the song it was something you didn't know if he'd like or be mad at but it was kai he's unpredictable with his moods.

"He's a fire eater, he's a cult leader, he's a big believer in anything from the 70s"

"Said that LSD could be good for me"

"Lay down Lay down"

"Oh all the ways that your story was a let down"

"Oh all the ways that your glory was a let down"

Kai furrowed his brows wondering why you could have added that part he wasn't a let down he thought, he kept his word so far accomplished everything he said he would at this point.

"He's a fire eater, he's a cult leader"

"He's a big believer in anything from the 70s"

"Said that LSD could be good for me"

"Lay down, lay down"

You ended your song you didn't know why you wrote music it wasn't like you were trying to become a singer it was a hobby you guessed something you loved doing, you were pulled out of your thoughts by kai clearing his throat gaining your attention, you pulled yourself up so your head peaked up from behind the couch.

"Nice song" he smiled you were slightly fearful incase it got a bad impression on him since it was about the cult and notorious cult leaders, how you relate to the situation you never thought you could be in right now.

"Thanks" you replied placing the guitar down getting off the floor making your way to kai who was standing by the coffee table holding onto a walking stick, "is it about the cult?" Kai asked his free hand on your hip as your arms wrapped around his neck.

"It's cults in general like Jim Jones hence why I said Jim takes me down and I reference the Mason family with girls in nightgowns holding hands forever, and also us in general" you shrugged looking into kais eyes for some sort of assurance that he wasn't pissed at you but they were unreadable like always.

"Did you- erm did you like it?" You hesitantly asked looking at your feet unsure of what he would say, "you kidding I loved it y/n your really talented I've always said that about you haven't i" he smiled tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, "that's because I'm your girlfriend kai" you chuckled lightly kai shook his head disagreeing, "no it's not because your my girlfriend y/n I'm being honest you have full potential of being something" kai stated you couldn't help but blush at his words.

"Thanks kai that means a lot now come on let's go to bed I've got another kid to teach Tomorrow early" you said helping kai upstairs and into your shared bedroom, slipping into a pair of bottoms and a vest top before climbing into bed beside kai.

"Goodnight y/n"

"Goodnight kai"

You woke up early this morning rubbing your eyes adjusting to the bright sun seeping through the curtains, you turned your head to see kai peacefully asleep his mouth agape light snores leaving his lips, his hair tousled his bare chest on display.

Your eyes scanned his features how his eyebrows furrow when he's in deep sleep, how peaceful and vulnerable he looked something he never looked like when he's conscious, with a soft sigh you pulled yourself out of bed seeing it was 7:00am you had a lesson at 9:30am teaching a girl bass.

You quietly grabbed clean clothes making sure not to awake kai and went to the bathroom for a quick shower, turning the hot water on feeling the temperature before stripping and going in.

You felt your body relax as the hot water cascaded down your body, taking your shampoo bottle squeezing some of the product into your palm lathering it in your hair, humming a random song that came to mind ironically your own

"Soft kiss my baby wanted it"

"I can sense it from a mile away"

"He wants a bit of this sweet melancholy and He can get it any time of day"

You kept singing to yourself whilst you dried yourself off wrapping your hair in a towel drying your body off doing your skincare before changing into your clothes for the day, black leggings and an old nirvana hoodie you decided you didn't want to put makeup on today so you just blow dried your hair tieing it up into a messy bun.

"Morning" kai mumbled rubbing the sleep out if his eyes as you entered the bedroom drying your hair with the towel, "where you going?" Kai asked finally gaining the energy to pull himself out of bed with the help of his cane, "I've got to teach a girl bass lessons I'm quite excited it's been ages since I teached bass to anyone" you giggled throwing the towel in the dirty laundry basket at the corner of the bedroom.

"If you want you can come with me" you offered it had been a while since kai tagged along with you to a lesson you missed it, "I can't I've got council stuff to do" he shrugged you felt disappointed he couldn't come with you it also had been a while since you two had quality time together as a couple and not as a cult.

"Oh okay I better get my hair dried and get going" your voice almost at a whisper, you felt back to square one with kai him being the same old kai like when he was fucking Meadow it gave you anxiety but you had to trust him for the mean time.

You were driving to your students house the radio on, 'feels like we only go backwards' by tame impala playing, you couldn't help but get into your head again it really did feel like you and kai only went backwards but what could you do you were in too deep despite it only being a few months since you got back together but the few years you both had in college tops it kai was the love of your life.

You wondered what changed him what brought him into the darkness he was stuck in, what went wrong to make him snap sure he witnessed his mother commit a murder suicide that would be enough but deep down you knew there was more but what? that's what you didn't know.

You shook yourself out of the tortuous thoughts trying to focus yourself on your lesson, you neared your students house mille her name is you met her mother when she was over at another one of your students house and that's when you learnt her daughter was dying to learn the bass so now here you were.

You parked your car outside the residence pulling the door handle exiting your vehicle, locking your car. You made your way up the sidewalk and up the steps your clenched knuckles knocking on the hard wooden door.

The door opened revealing Martha millie's mother with a bright room lighting smile, "y/n hello come in come in" she greeted letting you into her home, "millie is in the living room if you want to head over there it's just down the hall" she smiled taking your jacket hanging it on the pegs with the other coats and jackets.

"Thank you Martha" you smiled back making your way to the living room your bass in hand, you saw millie sitting on the sofa holding her bass waiting on you with a small nervous smile, "hi millie I'm y/n you ready to learn the bass" you asked you always felt nervous when you had a new student but you wanted the lessons to be a breeze for both you and them.

"Yeah" she nodded you sat on the single chair across from her taking your bass out the case, "your really pretty" she compliment making you smile at the girls kind words, "aww thank you millie how sweet of you" you thanked her getting on with your lesson.

After about two and a half hours of teached you Decided to wrap the lesson up for the day millies mom paying you the $250 now walking along kais driveway your hand on the doorhandle it's locked 'weird?" You thought kai never locks the door.

Just then someone opened the door someone you didn't recognise "may I help you?" They asked their eyes scanning you, "who the fuck are you" you asked a growl on your face "you know what I don't care let me in" you shook your head trying to get past this man in kai's house he wouldn't move blocking you from entering.

"this is a joke KAI" you huffed calling for kai you heard kais voice from behind the man, "it's alright she lives here" the guy let you past you mumbled something under you breath now in a pissed off mood with the house and all these guys in here, "what the fuck is this kai?" You asked your eyes scanned the perimeter of the room in such confusion.

"They're volunteers they heard our message and they want to help out" kai stated you just looked at him in utter disbelief, "they come all over the country for us and our purpose" kai said you shook your head questions running around your mind, "kai where the fuck are they going to sleep" you asked.

"In the basement" he shrugged making his way down to the basement, you followed behind you still couldn't wrap your head around it, "kai this is crazy we can't have all these people here to live there's no room kai" you sighed seeing the guys around a table, "y/n I'll need you to leave this is councilman stuff" kai said you let out a huff at his statement, "kai I don't care about the councilman things right now my concern is WHY ARE THOSE GUYS STAYING IN OUR HOME" you yelled.

"THIS IS MY HOUSE Y/N MINE AND IF YOU DONT LIKE IT THEN YOU KNOW WHERE THE DOOR IS" kai yelled back slamming his fist on the wooden table trying to scare you but it never did you were used to his behaviour well by now.

"You know what kai do what you want I give up with you I honestly do I'll be upstairs don't expect me to sleep in your room tonight" you said leaving the basement just as you reached the upstairs stairs you heard a whistle behide you you turned your head to see one if the volunteers gawking at you.

"What you looking at" you snapped not in the mood for anyone's nonsense right now, "some fine piece of ass is what I'm looking at" he smirked you scoffed walking up to the guy.

"If you look at me like that once more I swear I'll cut your eyes out and if kai finds out you'd wish you were never born" you smiled walking away up the stairs leaving the guy pissed off and confused.

You grabbed some clean clothes making your way to the shower turning on the shower stripping out your clothes whilst the water got hot, once you stepped into the shower you let out a soft sigh as the hot water cascaded down on you, you didn't bother with music like you always do you just wanted to be left in your thoughts.

You were too much in your own thoughts you gasped in shock when you felt rough hands on your hips turning around to see who's hands were on you, kai stood behind you smirking at you expressions, "what the fuck kai don't do that I nearly had a fucking heart attack" you sighed a hand on your chest feeling your heart beat fast.

"You should have seen your face it was priceless" kai grinned his head dipping down between your neck and shoulder placing rough kisses on your skin, "kai no I'm pissed at you once again" you scolded trying to get away from him not that you didn't want to but you didn't want to give in to him so easily like always.

"Oh is that so?" He teased continuing his assault on your neck you let out a soft sigh enjoying the feeling, "because you sound like it" he added making you snap out of your state and stand your ground, "no I'm not doing it kai not today when there's those creeps down there" you said now facing kai who looked confused at your statement.

"What do you mean creeps did one of them say something to you?" He asked you could see the rage in his eyes "yeah I don't know their name but as I was coming up the stairs they whistled at me and said I was a fine piece of ass I mean I agree but he's not my type" you shrugged kai was more angered hearing what you told him he wanted everyone to know you were his amd no one else's.

"Well we're going to let them know your off limits then" he informed spinning you around so your cheek was againt the cold tiles and you ass againt kai's erection, you gasped at the action then moaned loudly when kai slammed his cock in you without warning his hand griping on your hips.

It drove you crazy the way he recklessly pounded into you like you were nothing using you for his own pleasure, "fuck" kai groaned his palm colliding with you ass leaving red marks over the now sensitive skin followed with your loud pornographic sounds that would definitely letting everyone know how good kai was making you feel.

Kai pulled out of you leaving you a hot mess wanting more his hands spinning you around by the waist till you faces him, his hands how on your thighs signalling you to jump, so you did you legs wrapped around his waist your back against the cold wet wall, kai easily slipped back into you continuing his harsh fast thrusts definitely bound to leave bruises on your body.

"Right there kai don't stop fuck" you practically screamed your fingernails digging into his skin clawing on the pale flesh driving kai more crazy, "your such a slut for me aren't you who do you belong to?" He asked his head dipping down to your chest sucking on the skin.

"Y-you kai fuck only you" you sighed feeling like you were about to come undone around kai, "louder" kai said thrusting harder into you whilst you struggled to say anything never mind shout it.

"YOU KAI I'M ALL YOURS" you managed to let out your body jolting with his thrusts "fuck I'm going to cum" you alerted desperate for your own release, kai started to rub circles on your clit bringing you closer to the edge, "come for me" he instructed You didn't need to be told twice you let go over kai's cock your back arching, toes curling the lot.

"Fuck" kai moaned spilling his load into you his head slung back milking every drop into you riding out your highs till you both eventually calmed down.

Kai pulled out of you placing you on the ground carefully not to drop you, your breathing was shallow as you tried to collect yourself, "you got what you wanted kai now if you don't mind I want to get clean" you said kai shook his head chuckling at you.

"So not even two seconds ago you came over me now you want me to go away well y/n as I said before this is my house and I ain't going nowhere plus you said it yourself your mine" kai smirked trying to get a reaction out of you once again, "kai I said it in the heat of the moment okay you would say anything during sex now it meant nothing okay" you said rolling your eyes.

"I don't think it does" you washed you body not saying another word to kai who was doing the same you felt his eyes burning into you "take a picture it will last longer" you hissed ringing the excess water from your hair then grabbing a towel, "what is wrong with you y/n" kai snapped having enough of your attitude.

"This that's what wrong with me kai I don't know if I'm coming or going with you and the unreadable emotions you give I'm constantly walking on fucking eggshells around you and let me tell you this boy I have had enough only reason I'm staying here is because I love you even this version of you but I always hope maybe a glimps of the old kai the kai I loved will come back even for a second" you yelled the tears now falling from your eyes.

Kai just looked at you in shock he knew that you were always on eggshells around him so was everyone but the reason why you stick around he really never knew, he knew deep down you deserve better than him but he was so in love with you he couldn't bear it.

You looked into kai's eye's you couldn't believe what you saw the old kai his eyes weren't masked with emotionless they were filled with all types of sad emotions like a broken little boy, "y/n" he whispered his hand coming to your face "you've finally broken" you felt like all the air was swept from your lungs you saw your kai for that split second till he had to keep his mean, leader demeanour.

"No I haven't kai I've been broken for a long time I've just had enough" you said leaving the bathroom and into winters room, 'what on earth happened back there' you thought you couldn't wrap your head around it like usual, trying to figure kai out was like a broken record but trying to get through to him was like talking to a brick wall you get absolutely nowhere

[yowyowyaoi]

ok but what about a HS au where Deidara is a sophomore (15, almost 16) and Sasori is a senior (17, almost 18).

and they’re both part of a handful of students that get special permission to stay in the art room after school to work on projects. for Deidara, it would be him hanging around the kiln, creating/baking sculptures. for Sasori, putting together/painting puppets.

and other students come too so the room is never totally empty, it’s never just the two of them.

both of them more often than not listen to music while they work. Deidara has gigantic over-the-ear headphones that he blasts out whatever he’s into that week, and a lot of the time he dances around/sings to the music while he’s working.

Sasori has classical music playing over his AirPods, and the most he’ll do is quietly hum along to the music.

one day Sasori forgets his earbuds at home and like usual he’s in the art room after school. but today it’s just him and Deidara. he doesn’t really know Deidara outside of seeing him in this room and hearing the teacher say his name a few times.

and Deidara is singing and dancing to his music, like always. singing quite loudly. something Sasori could block out before with his own earbuds but not today.

he tries and tries to ignore it, but Deidara’s singing is getting louder, and he’s continually bumping into the empty tables and chairs and eventually Sasori calmly taps him on the shoulder, waits for him to take off the headphones, and asks, politely, for him to quiet down.

and Deidara

just

launches into a tirade about how it’s a free country, music is his way of expressing himself, this is the only time of day that he truly looks forward to, maybe Sasori should take the stick out of his ass and put it back on to his “creepy dolls” where it belongs, he’s not even being THAT loud and if Sasori has a problem with it then don’t come in here anymore, nobody else has ever bitched about this and Deidara’s not about to stop his “creative process” for some short redheaded asshole, even if he IS a senior.

and then he puts his headphones back on and continues to sing and dance and work on his weird little sculptures as if the previous “conversation” didn’t happen.

and Sasori stares open-mouthed at his back for a few minutes.

briefly considers taking paint that he’s using to give his puppets’ faces a flesh-tone and dumping it into the blonde’s hair.

then smiles and goes back to work in his corner of the room.

before the end of the afternoon he’s going to ask this guy out.

he spends the next hour thinking of places for them to go.

had a whole other thing to go into about them trying to go to prom together but the school refuses to allow a same sex couple so instead they hold their own “prom” in Sasori’s grandmothers basement and invite Kakuzu and Hidan, Itachi and Kisame and Konan and Nagato (Nagato is trans ftm) but 🤷🏽‍♀️ another time perhaps

[hippiemisfit]

Hush (J.K.) 16

Chapter 16- Bothersome

pairings: 1,892

word count:

warnings: angst, blackmail, guilt trip. jealousy, fluff

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Oh this bitch.

I cleared my throat and said," Why do you want to speak to them?"

He shrugged, "Just want to catch up with them, you know since they are barely around. Catch them up with you and the neighborhood, mostly you though. Probably about how when they are away you like to play. See the rhyme I did there."

OHHHHHHHHHHHH I'm signing the divorce papers now! Who knew he was such a snitch!

I rolled my eyes, "Have you always been such an informant? And for your information they're not going to be back for a while so whoever gave you that info was incorrect."

He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe or maybe not. And don't you think that they'll quickly come back once they find out that their precious daughter is skipping school?Want to find out together?"

"Ok fine you can come in for little bit but then you need to go ok?" I said giving in.

Poco must've heard us outside because he started scratching, better be softly, at the door. I grabbed Jungkook's hand because I don't trust that he won't do anything, like punching Carter in the face, while I unlock the door. As soon as I opened it Poco ran right up to Jungkook, and surprise surprise that he gets greeted first before his actual caregiver gets acknowledged, and licked his hand. Poco took one glance at me before he noticed Carter and started growling at him.

Huh guess Poco has a better judge of character than his owner. No wonder he always chews on his shoes.

He started to lunge when I stopped him and grabbed him by his collar, dragging him into the house.

"Poco no, go chill on your cage now. We don't act like that around guests."

He started to lunge again and his growling went up an octave but stopped when Jungkook snapped his fingers and motioned for him to go. When I figured he was finally calm enough and eventually stopped wrestling me, I let go and he trudged off further into the house, all I know is that he better be walking to that cage.

I turned to look at the boys. "Jungkook why does he answer to you better than he answers to me?"

Jungkook just smiled and shrugged. I turned to look at Carter, "Ok, sorry about that Carter he's not usually like that with people. Do you guys want to hang out in the living room or in the den?" I asked.

Jungkook shrugged his shoulders again while Carter glared at him before saying," The den is fine. Didn't even know that you had one."

I nodded and headed up the stairs with the boys trailing behind me. I heard wow behind me when I opened the door.

I don't know why I call it a den when it really isn't one, it's more of a woman cave of sorts in the basement. I've call it the den because why not really and it sounds a little better than woman cave when talking to people about it, I guess. I don't know no one really knows about it other than me and my parents. My parents decked it out for me since they're never around and I spend so much time with by myself. Something about you're never really alone when your mind is full of adventures. Some crap they sold me when they gave me the room when I was 10. It was once a little girl's playroom but now it's my woman cave.

Let me set the scene. The room is painted black and has a deep purple/magenta carpet. There's a bar in one corner of the room that's full of a whole bunch of snacks and drinks, there's even a popcorn machine over there . By the back corner there's a Infinity game table with stools. There's a massage chair in the last corner that's really worth $9,500 they spent on it. In the middle of the room there's a movie projector with a recliner couch set facing a 70" inch TV and a screen that comes down for the "real movie experience" as my mother called it. I have twinkle lights hanging from the ceiling and around the room to really set the ambiance. I put up posters of bands and movies that I really like and there's polaroid pictures scattered along the back wall.

I put them up just to remind me of happy memories and with Hoodie lurking around me I need these happy memories more than anything. Carter immediately went for the massage chair, while Jungkook headed for the mini bar. Looks like he headed straight for the see-through fridge. He took something out and held it up to me, asking if he can have it while I just nodded. I looked closely and saw that it read banana milk on it.

I don't remember ever putting any banana milk in there. Where can you even find some?

I took a seat on the couch and leaned back, closing my eyes. I must have dozed off a little because I was startled by a tap on my forehead. I cracked open my eyes and saw a smiling Jungkook leaning over me. I couldn't help but smile back at his cute bunny smile. 

Huh, I never noticed that mole before under his lip. It's cute.

I heard a scoff, " Ugh would you two get a room, it's not like you're the only ones in here," I heard Carter groan.

Could you go the fuck home and let me chill with him in peace?

Jungkook rolled his eyes and stood straight up, making direct eye contact with Carter. Carter met his glare with one of his own though I could tell that he was intimidated by him.

I cleared my throat trying to ease the tension, "Um Jungkook," he stopped glaring to look at me, "Can you go feed and walk Poco for me? He probably has an attitude with me for sending him to his bed so early. I don't think I can trust you two in the room alone." 

Jungkook nodded and leaned over to give me a peck on the forehead before heading out the room. Now when I tell you if I could turn beet red, I would've. My ears were burning so bad, I felt like they were on fire.

"So that looks like more than Spanish class partners if you ask me. I don't remember me and my Spanish partners pecking each other on the forehead before. So what really are you two?" Carter asked.

I shrugged," Spanish class partners and more? Maybe? I don't know but why?"

He shrugged his shoulders," I just have a funny feeling about that guy. I feel like I've seen him somewhere before but I just can't place it. Maybe in a dream or something, I don't know but I don't trust him."

"Well thanks for your concern but I can decide who to trust on my own," I said defensively.

"Are you? Why are you so quick to trust him you don't even know him that well, he just popped up out of the blue and you're already inviting him inside? The Mahj I know wouldn't let some stranger in her house, hell I haven't even been in here before today. Does he mean more to you than me? I came over here for some comfort after, you know, my dad and brother were murdered but you tried to brush me off? For him? How about when he comes back, you tell him to fuck off." He finished off his rant with a shrug.

I took in what he said and took in a deep breath before I said," I don't give a fuck about your feelings towards me and Jungkook, let me make that clear. And like I said when you first approached us we are working on a Spanish class assignment. He hasn't done anything to me for me not to trust him so far, hell even Poco likes him and he doesn't even like you. You do mean something to me haven't you noticed that I've had a crush on you for years now? FOR YEARS and you never paid me any time of day but the second someone else appears in my life you have a problem? Fuck that. Maybe if you got to know Jungkook you would understand him more but I don't know if you should stay any longer, you're making me uncomfortable. Hell you're making Jungkook uncomfortable and he hasn't even done anything to you."

Carter raised his hands up in defense, "Hey I was just saying that you never really know a person is all I'm saying. I'm not meaning to make you uncomfortable or anything like that, it was not my intention. I guess I am a little jealous, you've got a new dude in mind now when I wanted you all to myself."

Little does he know there's another dude around too that's way more of a threat than Jungkook can ever be. And I know this motherfucker didn't just tell me to calm down.

"Yea well I am sorry for the loss of your dad and brother. Any other day I would've been here for you but at this moment I think it'd be best if you left and we talked later." I said, not really meeting his eye.

I heard a knock and looked over to see Jungkook standing in the doorway.

I wonder how long he's been standing right there.

He motioned his head to tell Carter to get out. Carter huffed and stood up from the massage chair before he met Jungkook at the doorway. Jungkook's large body took up most of the frame so he couldn't get out if Jungkook didn't move.

"Well, aren't you going to let me by?" he asked rudely, "I can see myself out."

"No," I said, "Jungkook can you see him out please?"

Jungkook nodded and moved out the way. Carter shoulder bumped him on his way out making me roll my eyes.

So petty. I hope Jungkook trips his ass on the way down the stairs.

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Jungkook headed downstairs and opened the door for Carter.

Before Carter fully walked out the door he turned to face Jungkook. He poked his chest and said," You be careful with her ok. I'll be keeping an eye on you. I don't trust you and I can't figure out why but I just know that there's something off about you. Better yet stay away from her before things get ugly. "

Jungkook smiled before he pushed Carter's offending finger off his chest and jumped towards him making him flinch back. Carter slowly backed away but kept his eyes locked on Jungkook until Jungkook started to slowly close the door.

Before the door could fully close Jungkook stuck his head out saying , "Things are already getting ugly for you and your family right? Your brother and then your dad. Huh, better watch out because you're next. And if you try to come between us again," he smirked ," I'll make your death slow and painful just like I did your pathetic brother,"he finished it off by slamming the door in his face.

Now back to my jagiya.

[paintingalexwings]

ok it's been 3 days since red rocks and i'm still coming down from it but here are my thoughts if y'all are interested

holy. fucking. shit. our dudes fucking killed it. they put so much work into making it one of the best shows i've ever been to and i kept saying "THIS IS MY ERA'S TOUR" bc that's what it was i haven't felt that happy since my wedding day lmfao i missed them so much. the montage of pictures from the start of the band to now while basement noise was playing had me fucking sobbing.

the last time i saw the guys was in october of 2021, right after all the shit went down and nothing.nowhere and mmat dropped off their tour i thought to myself "this might be the last time i ever see them" and i just broke down, to now current day seeing them sell out fucking RED ROCKS, it's amazing. i'm proud of what they have overcome and can't wait to see what's next for them. it really is ALL TIME LOW FOREVER bitch idc ❤️