#all because of money. because ofc. cause im a piece of shit with it

[the-kipsabian]

got hit with the big sads

[tydur]

'𝙊𝙧 𝙉𝙖𝙝'; 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨

꧁𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 '𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐡' 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐧𝐝꧂

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: nsfw under the cut✨ 

writing this made me realize how wack these lyrics are sdnjagfb

ᴅᴀɪᴄʜɪ: 

“You gonna run it for these hunnids girl or nah? Show me is you really 'bout your money girl or nah? Don't play with a boss, girl take it off Take it for a real one You gonna get it all“

mmmmm sugardaddychi makes me throb <333333

he is the type of sugar daddy to spoil you to hell and back as he should

and then he also gives u a monthly allowance... which brings me to my next point

he’ll give u dat monthly allowance and then you’ll go to the mall and head into victorias secret and get some lingerie you know will drive him up the walls

then into your walls

sorry. sugar daddy Daichi just makes me pulse

and w said new pieces of clothing (can it actually be qualified as that lmaoao) 

you make your way to daichis

mans is there PREPARED

and you get in, set your stuff down and make your way to Daichi's room to see him sitting on the edge of the bed in only basketball shorts

im drooling

“come to daddy, baby”

IM DROOLING

you sit in his lap, perched up as he places little kisses all over your neck

“show me what you got, princess”

and so you do and mans wastes NO time as soon as all your clothes are off, lingerie an exception ofc, he pulls you down to his lap and pulls down his shorts

“you look so good, sweetheart. daddy thinks that that was money well spent”

you basically drool all over him at the use of his nickname like me

pulls your panties to the side, “im gonna fuck you with this set on, okay, darling? you ready for daddy’s cock?”

we stan the consent in this household

you nod, whimpering as he pushes into your soaking pussy

“there you go, baby. take my cock so well. i want you to fuck yourself on daddy’s cock- go ahead baby.”

and obviously u get your hips moving swEetheart

cause whatever daddy says, is what u do

omg i am going to get cAught up- moving oN

ᴛᴇʀᴜsʜɪᴍᴀ:

“Do you like the way I flick my tongue or nah? You can ride my face until you're drippin' cum Can you lick the tip then throat the dick or nah? Can you let me stretch that pussy out or nah?“

awww fuck

mr. piercing back at it again

makes my pussy throb just thinking about that pierced tongue between my thighs

so i thought these lyrics were perfect for him tbh

also for me it is canon that this mother fuckin lizard bitch has a big dick dont @ me

so when yall fuck u get s t r e t c h e d

like i just did w that word

so clever

anywho

another point that i have to cover cause of the lyrics is when ur giving him a bj the bitch does not HESITATE to fuck your throat w NO warning

you’ll quickly pull away, coughing and trying to catch ur breath

you slap his thigh and scold him to not do it again

but guess what bitch

he does it again

sigh

n e wayz

mans eats u out w EXPERTISE

is that the word

but he is so good at it??????

kinda makes u worried why hes a god at it-

but u are NOT complaining once that tongue flicks against ur clit WOOH

his tongue piercing makes everything 10x better

and he knows how to use that thing

but he also loves teasing u w it ugh

mother fucker

makes you cum against his face at least twice before yall get to the actual fucking

and when he pulls back his face is covered in your juices and you get so embarrassed, looking away and trying to cover your face and close your legs

but uh uh

he thinks its so hot lord help him

makes you look at him,

“fuck, you’re so fucking hot baby. imma need you to cum on my dick next time tho”

n e x t

ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ:

“Can you really take dick or nah? Can I bring another bitch or nah? Is you with the shits or nah? Or nah, or nah“

hyena back at it againnnnn w the bed headdd <333

ok this is him wanting a threesome w another girl as the lyrics state dumbass madeleine

anywho

its mostly just because the thought of you on top of another girl makes his cock do a 180

i DiD a FuLl 180, CrAzY

yall im-

n e wayz

its a mutual decision, obvi, and u think a threesome w another girl is extremely hot

tho u may get jealous but that's not the point here

extremely hot

so yall go to the bar

and try to scout someone out

and lorddd do u find someone

gorgeousss and her body was like amazing

i think u were staring more than kuroo was tbh jhdhefhyg

so u go up to her, all flirty and whatev and start chatting her up

then eventually kuroo comes as well

mY dirty mind stOp

and then yall tell her that u want a threesome

shes obvi like dUh cause yall are bootiful

so threesome insues

idk im tired do i actually have to write the threesome

#badwritertingz

just wanna watch bnha but nOOOO im behind on my writing

oMG I NEEDA STOP

this is who yall like ?????

so yall get back to the hotel and kuroo just sits down on the chair beside the bed and ur like ?????

to which he says- he saYS hes just gonna watch and ur like 0.0

but who are u to complain w this girl all up on u <3333333

so basically just half the time u and the girl go at it while kuroo just jerks off and praises the both of u sigh

and then he FINALLY joins in

and that when the real fun ensues

ok that's it brain not working im still stuck up on the first two ndmduhjasdjyg

yall i gave up on the end im SO SORRY FORGIVE ME BABES

[livesincerely]

it’s so easy (too easy) to love you, ch. 1

Also on Ao3

00000

Davey’s just gotten out of class—literally just walked out the door—when his phone starts ringing.

“Davey,” Tony says the moment he answers, not even giving Davey time to say hello, “can you swing by the apartment real quick?”

Davey sighs. “Are you locked out of the house again?”

There’s a guilty silence. Then, “Or maybe I just wanna see you, huh? You don’t know.”

“Tony.”

“Charlie’s the one that lost the spare,” Tony capitulates immediately, there’s an indignant “Hey!” somewhere in the background, “and I left my keys in my locker ‘cause I thought Charlie had his—”

There’s a scuffle of noise, then Charlie’s voice breaks in, “—don’t listen to him Davey, I asked him before we even got on the subway if he had his keys and he said he did but he didn’t even check—”

“—well, I thought you had yours, didn’t I?—”

“—and he was twenty minutes late picking me up from band practice because he was too busy making out with Spot Conlon to come help me carry my stuff—”

“—that was supposed to be a secret you little shit!”

“—you started it!”

Davey pulls the phone away from his ear as the other side of the line descends into a mess of indistinct yelling. He thinks about trying to get their attention, but he decides to just start heading towards the apartment, muting his side of the call while he waits them out—they’ll remember him eventually.

In the meantime, Davey sends a quick text:

Tony and Charlie locked themselves out of the house again

He’s not expecting a response, but Jack must be in-between projects because he gets one almost immediately.

jc again?

And you’re going to have to get a new spare made

fuck okay i’ll take care of it. are you heading over?

I’m walking there now

ur the light of my life dave

Davey can’t help but smile at this, a soft feeling fluttering in his chest. Before he can write back, Jack sends another text:

how did ur midterm go?

I feel good about it! Def did better than I thought it would!

duh youve been living in the library all week ofc ur gonna do great. ill swing by the grocery omw home and pick up some ice cream to celebrate. do we need anything else while im there?

Get a bell pepper and some tomato paste, I’m going to make spaghetti for dinner. And we need more laundry detergent.

fuck yes im starving! can we do garlic bread too?

Come home on time and we’ll see.

u drive a hard bargain. kerian owes me a favor so he can stay late tonight lol

“Davey?” The sound of Charlie’s voice, tinny and muffled, prompts Davey to lift his phone back to his ear; it seems like he might’ve been calling Davey’s name for a while. “Are you still there?”

“I’m still here,” Davey confirms.

“So are ya comin’ or what?” Tony cuts in, ever impatient. “I’m roasting out here!”

“Well, I was thinking about leaving you to ruminate on your poor life choices,” Davey responds dryly, “but I guess I can come let you in, since you asked so nicely.”

“Thanks, Davey,” Charlie says.

“I’ll be there soon,” Davey confirms.

“Hurry, will ya? Much longer and I’m gonna get heatstroke and die,” Tony declares.

Davey rolls his eyes. “Goodbye, Tony.”

00000

When he arrives at Jack’s building some twenty minutes later, Davey finds Tony and Charlie right where he expects them: crowded together in the little bit of shade the roof’s overhang offers, wearing identical grumpy expressions that brighten immediately when they spot him approaching.

"Finally!" Tony exclaims, shooting to his feet. "What took you so long?"

“Stop losing your keys and you won’t have to wait for me,” Davey counters, slotting his key into the deadbolt and hefting open the heavy exterior door. He props it open with his hip and lets Tony and Charlie scurry past him into the AC. “You couldn’t get anyone to buzz you in?”

“Old Man Davis hasn’t gotten his hearing aid replaced yet,” Charlie explains as they climb the stairs up to the second floor, “and Mrs. Ikeda isn’t home.”

“She joined a new book club,” Tony adds. “She won’t be back till late.”

“Oh, I’ll have to ask her about it when I see her next,” Davey muses.

He gets the apartment door unlocked and the boys pile inside, tossing their backpacks down with dramatic groans of relief.  Charlie makes a beeline for his bedroom; Davey expects Tony to do the same but he takes a seat at the kitchen table instead, booting up his laptop with a couple of keystrokes.

“I’ve got a paper due in English tomorrow,” Tony explains. “Can you look it over once it’s finished? Maybe later this evening”

“Of course,” Davey replies. “What’s it on?”

“Lord of the Flies.”

Davey’s nose wrinkles up. “Oh, I hated that one. What’s the essay prompt?”

“Identify Golding’s argument about human nature as proposed in Lord of the Flies,” Tony reads off the top of the assignment outline. “Then make an argument agreeing or disagreeing with his assessment, using evidence from the text.”

Davey rolls his eyes. “Good to see that high school literature classes haven’t changed much in the last few years,” he says with a sigh. “How much have you written so far?”

“Oh, I haven’t even started it yet,” Tony casually rebuts.

“Is everything going okay?” Davey asks, frowning slightly. “If things are getting worse we can make an appointment—”

But Tony waives his concerns aside. “Nah, this is regular old procrastination, not ADHD procrastination. Like ya said, Lord of the Flies sucks ass, so I just didn’t want to write it.”

“Well, let one of us know if you start having trouble,” Davey says.

"Okay, mom,” Tony agrees, somewhat distracted. He’s already got a blank document pulled up on his laptop, a battered and thoroughly dog-eared copy of the book laying open beside him.

Davey looks at him for another moment, then he shrugs and continues making his way into the kitchen—he figures there’s no need to worry unless Racer starts actually missing assignments. And he’s right: Lord of the Flies does suck ass.

By the time Jack gets home they’re each fully entrenched in different activities: Davey’s washed a sink full of dishes and is working on drying the last few pieces of silverware, Tony is still posted up at the kitchen table, carefully hammering out a draft of his paper, and there are the familiar sounds of Charlie working through different musical scales on his oboe in the back bedroom.

“Honey, I’m home!” Jack calls jokingly as he enters. There’s a rustle of plastic and soft thunk of the front door closing behind him, then he comes around the corner into the dining room with an armful of groceries.

“Hey, Jack,” Davey greets absently. He starts rifling through the bags almost before Jack can finish putting them down. “Did you get the tomato—?”

“I got the tomato paste,” Jack says, kicking off his shoes and leaving them in the entryway with all the others, “and I picked up some more of that fancy coffee you like from the place around the corner, even though it’s expensive as all hell.”

“Don’t judge me,” Davey replies, gathering up an armful of vegetables and carrying them further into the kitchen. “You spend a semester grading 'Intro to Shakespeare' homework and tell me how much caffeine you consume.”

“I’m just saying, the rest of us schmucks drink regular coffee and do just fine,” Jack continues. “You can feed your crippling caffeine addiction just as well with Folgers and it’ll cut down on the grocery bill.”

“Watch it, Kelly,” Davey says, pointing a finger teasingly in Jack’s direction. “Smartasses don’t get dinner.”

“‘s that so?” Jack asks with a grin. “Then why the hell are we still feeding Tony?”

“I heard that,” Tony grumbles from the kitchen table.

“Yeah, you were supposed to,” Jack says, moving over to Tony and slinging an arm around his shoulders, pulling him into a side hug. Tony bats at Jack’s hand but makes no real attempt to get away. Then Jack says, “So, I hear you and your brother lost another set of keys.”

Tony throws Davey a look of the deepest betrayal. “You told Jack?”

“Of course he did,” Jack says. “Someone’s gonna have to get new ones made, and it sure ain’t gonna be either half of the dynamic duo.”

“Charlie lost the spare,” Tony says, mercilessly throwing Charlie under the bus while he’s not in the room to defend himself. “And I didn’t lose my keys, I just left them in my locker.”

“Uh huh, save it for the judge,” Jack responds, ruffling Tony’s hair. “Just know if I end up having to change the deadbolt, it’s coming outta your subway money.”

“Jackie, leave Tony alone,” Davey comments mildly over Tony’s spluttering protests. “He needs to work on that paper and you’re distracting him.”

“Yeah, Jack,” Tony repeats, a little smug. “You’re distracting me.”

Davey turns to look at him, one eyebrow raised. Tony quickly busies himself with his homework.

Davey makes quick work of washing a green pepper and peeling an onion, then starts dicing both into small, neat pieces. He feels more than hears Jack sidle up behind him: the familiar weight of his gaze, the solid presence at his back. He stands there quietly, leaning against the counter-top and just watching Davey cook; unbothered, Davey leaves him be for the moment and moves to the stove, scraping the chopped vegetables off the cutting board and into a pan to start softening.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Davey glances over his shoulder at Jack and says, “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to help me with this? You know there’s no loitering in my kitchen.”

“Well, I’m nothin’ if not a law abidin’ citizen,” Jack drawls in answer, the corner of his mouth quirking up. He rolls up his shirt sleeves, exposing the long, muscular line of his forearms, and washes his hands in the kitchen sink. “Where do you want me?”

Davey licks his lips. “Think you can handle browning the hamburger?”

“I’m sure I can manage,” Jack responds with a smirk.

Davey steps out of the way, letting Jack take his place in front of the sauce pan while he gets a pot of water set up on a different burner, salting it so it boils faster. They settle into their familiar dinner-routine, moving around and past each other with ease as they work on getting everything ready, chattering idly all the while.

“I’ve gotta head back out this evening,” Jack says at one point, as he sets the tray of garlic bread in the oven to toast. “Johnson’s got me working a night shoot and I have to be downtown by 9.”

“How long is the session?” Davey asks. “Here, will you open this?”

“We’re scheduled for five hours, but we might get to wrap it up early if everything goes well.” Jack’s hand brushes against the small of Davey’s back and they trade places again, Davey stepping back up to the stove-top and Jack rifling around in one of the drawers for a can opener.

“Are ya spendin’ the night or are ya headin’ back to campus?”

“Depends on how much help Tony needs with his paper,” Davey replies, shaking his head. He takes the can when Jack hands it back to him and empties it into the saucepan, then gives the whole thing a good stir. “We might be at it a while.”

Jack huffs out a laugh. “Well, if you do spend the night, go ahead and take the bed. The extra blankets are in the usual place.”

Davey sets down the spoon he’s holding, crossing his arms across his chest. “Jack,” he says warningly.

“Davey,” Jack echoes back in the exact same tone of voice. In the background there’s the faint sound of Tony muttering, “Jesus, not this again.”

“Jack, I’m not gonna kick you out of your bed,” Davey says, rehashing the same old argument for what feels like the millionth time. “I’m perfectly fine taking the couch.”

“Or you could do the smart thing and just take the bed,” Jack counters as he always does. “I’m not even gonna be here to use it.”

“You’ll want an actual mattress when you get home, especially if you’re out late.” Davey argues. “I don’t even have class tomorrow, it’ll be fine.”

“If you don’t take the bed I’ll just carry you in there once I get back,” Jack says, as if that's a perfectly reasonable course of action. “So you might as well save me the trouble.”

Davey sputters. “That’s not— You can’t just— That only happened a couple of times!” he finally gets out.

"Well, actually, it's been more like four or five times," Jack says with a smirk. "But hey, who's counting?"

"That trick won't keep working," Davey grumbles, feeling the back of his neck start to heat up.

“You sleep like a fucking rock, Dave,” Jack says, rolling his eyes. “Why wouldn’t it keep working?”

“No, see, that’s exactly why I should take the couch,” Davey insists. “It’s not like the sound of you coming in will wake me up—”

Jack turns to face him. Davey cuts off, slightly startled—he hadn’t realized they were standing so close to each other.

“Just take the bed, Davey,” Jack all but orders, and those dark eyes with that low voice are a heady combination. “Please?”

Davey bites at his lower lip, suddenly flustered. “Fine,” he reluctantly concedes, hoping Jack will attribute his flushed face to the heat of the kitchen. “Just this once.”

"Thank you," Jack says with a dramatic heave of his chest, looking much too pleased with himself. "Now that wasn't so hard, was it?"

"You're letting the garlic bread burn," Davey answers tartly.

"Oh shit—!"

00000

Later that evening, after they’ve all finished eating and have cleaned up, Davey, Tony, and Charlie are still gathered around the table, working on various assignments.

Davey is finishing the readings for his Monday lecture in between helping Tony finalize the exact wording of his essay. Charlie sits opposite him, working through his geometry homework and every so often there’s a huff of breath and the rubbery scratch of an eraser—Davey makes a mental note to swipe some more pencils and notebook paper from the grad lounge when he’s there next.

Davey notices the time and frowns. “Jack,” he calls out, “it’s already 7:30. If you don’t leave soon you’re gonna be late for work.”

There’s a clamor of noise from down the hall, then Jack appears, freshly showered and fumbling to put on his socks and button up a clean shirt at the same time.

“Fuck, Johnson is gonna kill me,” Jack grumbles. He pats down his pockets, then groans. “Christ, has anyone seen my—”

“Your wallet and keys are on the counter by the microwave,” Davey says, pointing. “And take a jacket, it’s supposed to rain later.”

“Great, I’m sure the models will love that,” Jack says with a groan. “Hopefully we’ll be able to get through everything without getting rained out.”

He meanders his way over to the table, peering at Charlie’s homework from over his shoulder. “If Tony is still busy and ya get stuck, text me,” Jack tells him. “I probably won't be able to answer right away, but if ya send me a picture of the problem I can probably talk ya through it between shots.”

Charlie hums his acknowledgment, still scribbling furiously. Jack turns to Tony.

“Listen to whatever Davey tells you about your paper,” he advises. “The only reason I got through undergraduate writing was ‘cause Davey proofread all my shit before I turned it in.”

“I thought I was s’pposed to always listen to Davey,” Tony says distractedly, tongue poking out between his teeth as he types.

Jack pauses, considering. “Yeah, just do that.”

“Jack—”

“Oh, and Dave cooked, so you shitheads better do the dishes, get me?”

“Jack, you’re gonna be late,” Davey cuts in firmly, holding out Jack’s jacket for him.

“Alright, I’m going,” Jack says, shrugging it on, and he finally starts making moves towards the door.

He gives Charlie one last pat on the shoulder and cuffs Tony lightly across the back of the head in a slightly rougher, but no less affectionate goodbye, which is per usual. Then he turns to Davey, tips his chin up, and kisses him right on the mouth, short and sweet.

“Lock the door behind me and don’t forget to—” Jack stops mid-sentence, then turns bright red.

“Um,” says Charlie.

“Holy shit,” says Tony.

Jack’s mouth opens and closes soundlessly. Finally, he stammers out, “I u-uh— I-I d-didn’t mean—“

Davey doesn’t respond. He couldn’t, even if he wanted to—he’s frozen in place, his mind a sudden wash of static. For a moment, they just stare at each other. Then Jack blurts, “gottagoseeyoulaterbye,” and bolts out the front door.

Davey’s not sure how long he stands there, staring blankly into space, utterly dumbfounded.

“Davey?” Charlie asks hesitantly. “Are you okay?”

There’s a strangled, choking noise. A split second later, Davey realizes it’s coming from him.

"...What just happened?"

[beetlebop]

if you're open for hc requests, how about beej with an s/o thats pretty strong and bad at controlling their strength? like someone that constantly presses down too had and breaks their pencils, accidentally slams every door, breaks dishes while washing them, squeezes too tight when giving a hug, etc.

ofc i am and im laughing bc ive actually done some stuff similar to this before i.e. breaking pens, shower heads, the water temp dial for our bathtub, etc so i gotchu 👌👌

you’ve had this insane strength for as long as you could remember. you’ve broken so many miscellaneous things it’s not even funny. you’ve probably gone through enough pencils to save up for a house.

it’s something you’ve become increasingly frustrated with. extremely frustrated.

once you had gotten so worked up you accidentally broke a door off it’s hinges. you never did get your despot back in that apartment.

because of your infamous strength people around your area tended to avoid you like the plague which sucks bc all you wanted was someone who would understand you.

eventually you kept to yourself to keep people safe from something you always considered a curse even when you moved from place to place. it was easier that way.

well that was before you met lydia and her family / extended family

you ended up moving quite near the deetz / maitlands house and much to your chagrin delia and charles practically bombarded you to come over even though you were sorely against it, for obvious reasons.

they end up wearing you down though and you ended up joining them for dinner one night. surprisingly enough you got on with lydia quite well and became fast friends despite the age gap you had between the two of you.

you end up offering help them to do dishes trying with all of your might not to break their obvious expensive plates and you about cry when you accidentally break a few in the soapy water cutting your hands in the process

delia tells lydia to take you to the bathroom upstairs to get you cleaned up and you end up apologizing the entire time lydia drags you away.

you’re sure that you messed everything up and ruined your chance with having any friends at all but lydia assures you that delia hated those dishes anyways so it was a blessing in disguise.

you appreciate the sentiment but you’re too upset to take it to heart and after you are patched up you burst past lydia intending to leave as soon as possible without doing anymore damage.

well that was before your already tense hands make contact with the banister and RIP IT CLEAN OFF

you end up just standing there staring at the massive piece of wood in your hand tears threatening to spill over as you hear everyone rush to where you were.

you’re shaking and wanting so badly to disappear as you realize all eyes are on you.

they know they k n o w and they probably think you’re a freak and some kind of monster. god you don’t have the money to replace this and shit you’re crying even harder now.

that is until you hear laughing from behind you.

you turn on your heels one of the most furious expressions you could muster towards the source of the laughter and you almost fall down the stairs when you see what looks like a dirty green corpse and two ghosts standing there alongside lydia.

the dirty corpse grins at you clearly amused “wow, babes, that sure was something! never seen a breather cause so much destruction so fast!”

you promptly faint on the spot.

the next thing you know you’re waking up on the deetz couch and lydia’s there and explains everything to you.

it’s a bit hard to comprehend at first and you just want to go home so you do.

beetlejuice after your little incident bugs lydia constantly to get you to come back

lydia outright refuses at first since your first reaction wasn’t exactly positive.

eventually though it’s you who makes the reconnection. hey what can you say? you’re super lonely.

beetlejuice latches onto you instantly and constantly bombards you with questions which you ignore most of the time.

eventually though he too grows on you and you hang out almost as constantly as you and lydia do. and by hang out i mean he gives you things to break for him each time it getting progressively more outrageous.

once when you care over he had eveloped you in a hug. you’re unsure why but you return it a bit too hard and oops beej’s spine is broken in two.

you start apologizing and he just starts laughing that stupid grin, that he had when you first met, on his face.

“it’s fine, babes, i’m already dead!” while causally snapping himself back into place like it was nothing.

another time you had reached out to stop him from leaving and accidentally tore his suit jacket to pieces and he just turned to you with the most shit eating grin imaginable and goes “gee, babes, if you wanted me naked all you had to do was ask”

you slapped him for that. his head fell clean off.

you’re not sorry.

[liithium]

new york’s very own lorraine “raine” isaiah was spotted on broadway street in manolo blahnik heels . your resemblance to liz gillies is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty fifth birthday bash . while living in nyc , you’ve been labeled as being heartless , but also ambitious ...

i guess being a geminiexplains that . 3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be the scent of burnt matches , leather jackets , the sound of 80s soundtracks on repeat  . ( my parents were con artists in their younger age and its how they became rich and gave me the life i have today )  &  ( cisfemale & she/her  )

HELLO NEW PALS. my name is jules and i am from ny and i miss home sm so i’m blessed to be here. i’m gonna put this on my blog somewhere but here’s all the info on my gal pal raine here for the moment.

the basics ––– –

name:  lorraine widow isaiah

nicknames: raine, “if you have a death wish then call me by my full name”

age: twenty five

Birthday: may 25th

gender:  Female

relationship status: single

physical appearance ––– –

hair: dark brown

eyes:  blue

height: 5′8″

distinguishing marks:  has a scar just below her left eye

tattoos:  way too many to name

piercings: ears, nose

common accessories:  she always wears rings, bracelets and necklaces that have to match her outfit ofc

personal information––– –

profession:  arts dealer

major: graduated with a major in business/ minor art history

hobbies:  sketching, painting, DRINKING, shopping, ruining people’s lives

languages:  english, russian, italian

birthplace:  long island, new york

relationships ––– -

children:  none

parents:  isla marshall-isaiah, mother. lazarus isaiah, father.

siblings: none

other relatives: none worth speaking about.

wanted connections ––– –

friends ofc

someone who she can confide in

ENEMIES bc we love drama

ex-flings/current flings aaallll the flings

additional information ––– –

** i will write a full bio which will be posted on my page hopefully soon but here are the major points for her

violence, and alcohol tw !!!!

raine grew up with very tough parents. they had a difficult life ( ties into her secret ) and they taught her young how to defend herself and wasn’t rly shielded from anything. her childhood wasn’t rainbows and unicorns bc they wanted to toughen her up

she is wicked smart. always best in her class. as much as she has a mouth on her she can get physical as well

mini hc #1 after she got in trouble for her first fist fight her parents got her a celebratory cake

she grew up in the city but spent a lot of time out east on long island because “better views for painting” in her opinion

her parents have money which she used to her advantage to get her name out there and network

definition of “ work hard, play harder”

she sells her own artwork and also deals in the sale of valuable art pieces. she has a small gallery at the moment that shes trying to build up.

is pissy towards those from chicago tbh bc she’s worked hard and will be Mad(tm) if they invade her space personally

fashion til the day she dies, her mother always had designer everything and she learned it all from her

she learned how to fight from her father aka bad bitch who won’t take no shit

she found out in her late teens about what her parents used to do for a living and how they got most of their riches from conning people across the country before they settled down w their real identities in nyc

she doesn’t hate them for it she fights wanting to go down that road sometimes bc she got most of her toxic traits from them and her upbringing

raine Loves a good party, get her a bottle of jameson and she’s good to go. loves every single formal event or red carpet she can go to and since she’s pretty well known there isn’t an invite that she won’t get... unless she caused a riot which has probably happened...more than once.

in conclusion she is a bad bitch w big dick energy. she’s used to her big personality being v offputting so she overcompensates being extra w everything

this is a whole big mess im all over the place idk man BUT PLS COME PLOT W ME ON HERE OR DISCORD I WANT ALL THE PLOTS PLS N TY

[ass-ura]

Really messy post about story predictions (?) <aka I’m probably seing crap i want to see but i have arguments this time!>

Hi guys!

After ls4 release I wasn’t particuraly happy about what is happening. Never was a big fan of gw1 so I tried hard not to roll my eyes till they fall out of my eyesockets while helping sunspears (you can hate me, i just don’t give a damn about them) BUT. BUTBUTBUT Istan made me literally scream and drop my laptop. Why you ask? Let’s do this, get urself a coffee or tea, or whatever IT’S GOING TO BE LONG AND MESSY WITH MANY MISTAKES MADE CUZ OF GENERAL EXCITEMENT.

This is a post filled with my speculations about ls4, based on what we got in Istan (mainly fueled with my deep hopes) so please bear in mind this probably won’t happen. BUT if it does, QUOTE ME ON THIS SHIT CUZ I’LL PROBABLY BE FAINTING AND CHOKING ON MY TEARS OF HAPPINESS. Also I’m not really good in predictions/speculation theories (this is my very first, mainly cuz i have small lore knowledge BUT NOW THEY GAVE MY THE PIECE IM PASSIONATE ABOUT) so please don’t eat me alive, YET I HOPE FOR SOME FEEDBACK. I’m super excited about what do you think about it. So let’s not waste more words, ls4 spoilers ahead, and we are going for this shit.

Our topic will be aetherblades. Maybe this sounds weird but i’ll try to justify that they HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE STORY and I feel like anet is droppin some hints for us. I’m a crazy aetherblade fan, some of you maybe know this from my posts, so after Daybreak i felt like anything is possible really.

Let’s start with what we know about sky pirates:

...

Tadam! Blank space, we don’t know SHIT. Their topic dissapeared after Scarlet’s War, bad thugs are gone. Anet left there a big plot hole. Okay, some may think that its just because anet was bad at making ls back then (i disagree, plot was genious) so they abadoned it. In my opinion yet anet is not a studio that leaves their stuff without explanation. I don’t take fractals salvaged out of old dungs as an explenation ofc. We also know nothing about their leader my waifu Mai Trin. All info we got is that “blah blah Lionguards got her, but her crew rescued her blah blah shes roaming somwhere in the mists with them” Boom! This implies that they are still alive and kicking, just hiding in the mists so technically they are still with us. Conclusion? Anet has good ol’pirates in their reach to put them in the story.

And we all know what happened in LS4. This big fat biatch happened:

Theeere we go.

This is the main point of my long ass theory so we will have some fun at this ship. Let’s start with a little bit of scepticism. 

As we all know, at the end of Daybreak we encounter (???ehh, kinda??) inquest in Elona. Friendly murderous rats indeed. Anyone with some knowledge about Ls1 and how alliances worked would probably jump out now and say, yeah, kiddo. But it’s inquests’ airship, Aetherblades were using Inquest crap, airships and golems mostly, so your theory is turned down. That was my first though too, actually. But let’s think about why this could be seen as non-inquest property.

First of all, location. Guys, this big ass airship is in p i r a t e s d o c k s. Why the heck would inquest leave their ship there??? Why not somewhere... different. They would leave their precious property among corsairs???? I bet my ass they would not have anything to come back for. Plus, and this is really important in my speculations, lets take a closer look.

This airship has a visible sign?? logo?? emblem?? whatever its called, cog skull with cogish sword. I think if it was inquests’ property, itey would have something like this???

since its their emblem. even ignoring the red lights, they r ofc really inquestish, but the emblem?? noo, it’s not even close.

This is obvioudsly the ls1 model for aetherblade aisrhip. Proof??

here

(Not so secret jp)

it

(mai trin frac feat my son)

is

(its from the wiki but i think its from aetherpath)

my dudes

(pic from queens jubilee events)

Take a closer look at this magnificient COINCIDENCE

(middle one is from new ls) I can’t believe anet would be SO LAZY to just copypaste something so characteristic for aetherblades. I think they would at least change the emblem a little bit?? For Inquest one for example, or new pirate one, since there are other elonian corsairs on board. Or hell, even erease the emblem clearly connected to Sky Pirates of Tyria. But guess what, they didn’t. ;^)

Okay, so we have the real aetherblade ship, at least the model in Istan. But as I mentioned, it is in pirate den. Pirate. Den. Corsairs, pirates. Doesn,t this suggest anything? The only thing that doesn’t fit there is the crew. They are clearly elonian corsairs. But I’ll come back to it in my speculations about what part they could take in story framgent.

What’s special about this ship? Every devoted player will go there, I’m hella sure. Why? There is a mastery point. Why would there be one??? This is clearly a tyrian airship, why not put it on elonian ship, somewhere high or under the boards. Why not put it literally anywhere else in pirate den. Isn’t it screamein CHECK ME OUT IM HERE??? CHECK OUT THIS AETHERBLADE SHIP MODEL TO GRAB ME. IM ON THIS SHIP SO THIS PLACE IS IMPORTANT. This is a risky speculation but for me it looks like some kind of attention catcher toward this particular unfitting airship. 

Big red tyrian aiship with aetherblade symbol on it in pirate den with mastery point on it. Woah. S U S P I C I O U S.

My last argument is the riskiest one since it can be ruined soon but rn it is on my side definitley. Aetherblade armor. It got taken down like ages ago (i know it cuz i keep an eye on it) and it doesnt seem like coming back. Its weird cause many other old skin sets came back recently, Magitech for example. It would fit the theme to bring steampunk fashion back all together. But there is no sign. I think that they are keeping it out of gemstore to bring it back with the pirates in new ls4 releases. Ofc this point will lose it value if armor comes back in store soon but... Now its not here. And I CAN DREAM RIGHT. Also, if it comes to gemstore, we had memorial boxes some time ago reminding us about scarlets war so maybe its another hint???

So those are my sweet sweet arguments. But what role would aetherblades play in story if they appeared?????

1. Hired army to face Palawa Joko - Please, dont even try to tell me that pirates are not greedy. I - again - bet my ass that they would Go For Gold if there was a good oportunity. Offered some good coin they would risk everything. Pirates who are afraid of nothing vs. Undead Lich? I’m puttin all my money on aetherblades yo. And also if they succeded, they wouldn’t be forced to go back into hiding to the mists, they actions in LA would be forgiven (too beautiful, i know)

2. Traders with local corsairs - that would work well with our sweet ship in istan with elonian crew. Maybe aetherblades are trading with locals, sellin ships and weapons?? And they are pirates after all, they would definitley find it easy to communicate and ally with elonian thugs. I can see Sayida drinking whisky with Mai till they both drop and sign a trading agreement.

Those two are my strongest bets, but we can ofc speculate they could be just a small easter egg or even enemies (but i dont think there is a need for new ones rn really).

So here we are, short after Daybreak, still unsure and a little bit lost about whats gonna happen next. But adding Sky Pirates would be a good idea in my opinion, cause many gw2 players only are gettin fed up with gw1 blinking aggresivly towards those who know first game lore. Why not make it crazy and bring something fresher for those ppl to releate to too? and close a plot hole? THEY LITERALLY BROUGH THIS STUPID ASS LIVIA BACK JUST FOR ONE EP TO FILL HER PLOT HOLE COME THE FUCK ON WHY NOT EXPLAIN THE PIRATES 

I know the chances are pretty low, maybe it was really just an old model, but... I trust that anet does pay attention to small things and would not BETRAY ME LIKE THAT.

This its it, that’s my theory, those are my arguments. If u r still with me, thank you very much for reading through all of this messy screaming, and I hope to hear your opinion! If i missed something, please, educate me in comments, I will be really happy to hear it! (And if i made a mistake plz do the same cuz as i mentioned this is my first post of this kind.)

Have fun and enjoy the story, whatever is going to happen!!

Big thanks to my sweet @that-mesmer for help with this and keepin me still filled with hope, and PROVIDING QUALITY SCREEN CUZ MY PC IS A TRASH.

[sethkate]

caleb x sav for the memes

who in your otp:

drives when they go on road trips? do they switch at the halfway point? does one drive there and the other drive back?

caleb drives!! even if sav ever got her license i doubt she would ever drive. especially not caleb’s car since that’s the 2nd love of his life.

looks over the menu for fifteen minutes before ordering the same thing they order EVERYWHERE they go? does the other half of your ship get annoyed by this, or do they find it endearing?

savannah prob orders the same thing. im sure she and caleb talk about the fact that like ‘oh maybe you should get something healthier?? with a little bit more sustenance??’ then at the last minute she’s prob like ‘NAH ill take the cheeseburger, cheese fries and milkshake pls’ which idk if would necessarily annoy him per say but he would def roll his eyes and be concerned even more for her health :/

is more likely to get arrested?

caleb. probably for fighting tbh. 

is afraid of rollercoasters? does the other half of your ship try and convince them to face the fear, or do they take a softer approach and not push them at all?

i don’t think either of them are afraid of rollercoasters?

shows up at home with a dog unannounced despite the fact they’ve already got three/four/however many pets?

sav! once they get one you know… it’s probably gonna open the door for ten more hahaha she’ll get help from the neighbor lady taking care of them all

demands that they do date night? does the other person complain or do they go with it just to see the excited look on their partners face?

savannah demands them since she’s always like?? tried to get caleb to take her out. but obviously she becomes more okay with the fact that it doesn’t need to be anything fancy. just them getting out of the apartment and what not. when caleb’s feeling particularly romantic (if ever) he would pull out some stops just to see the look on sav’s face knowing she def wouldn’t expect it 

is the clumsy one whose always tripping up flights of stairs or over their own feet? does it stress the other half of your ship out or do they find it hilarious?

sav would fall more than caleb?? he prob laughs @ her tbh bc i def would too

picks the music when they’re in the car? does the other complain about their taste in music?

caleb probably tries because he says he is the driver??? but that doesn’t stop savannah from trying to change it because she is 100% not about the type of music caleb is

insists on paying for everything when they’re out? do they fight about it?

caleb because his momma taught him well. savannah likely wouldn’t fight him about it either? only maybe if she knew he was tight on money and even then it would prob be a long shot that she would ever have more money than him bc lbr she spends hers on stupid shit 

is the one to quietly suggest they get high together for the first time? how does the other half of your ship react?

shitttt i don’t think this would happen in regular verse bc sav wouldn’t want to tempt caleb like that knowing his past? but i can see trashbag au caleb maybe trying to get sav to do shit with him. which she might….at least try it?? but obvs this would be before he like REALLY spiraled because otherwise she’s trying to get him off drugs 

is secretly terrified of horror movies and yet watches them all the time bc its something the other half of your ship loves?

neither of them are necessarily terrified of them but sav will watch them because it gives her an excuse to snuggle up to caleb more

talks in their sleep? does their partner record it and call them out, or not tell them and keep it as a secret so they can keep enjoying it?

caleb probably talks in his sleep. and sav would def record it lol. she’s not good with secrets tho so it prob wouldn’t last long

brings up the conversation of marriage + babies? how does the conversation go?

caleb ofc is the one to bring it up lol. the first time it happens… prob doesnt go over well. cause sav is like ‘lol no’ but i think the longer they are together, the easier the convo would be the more it is brought up. once theyve got more stability in their lives and are actually in a decent place to get married and start a family

has to pull the other back by their back of their sweater when they try and do something stupid in public?

i think they both do this sometimes. especially when it comes to the other person?? like even if they don’t want to admit it they both get pretty jealous fairly easily which makes them both confrontational af

is more likely to pick the other up from the airport with an obnoxiously large cardboard sign? what does the sign say?

caleb would be the one to pick sav up from the airport but i def don’t see him doing this lmao. flowers? yes but not a sign that draws a lot of attention to him. i can see him and sav doing this tho when they are both together in boston and darren comes to visit bc sav would have no problem writing obnoxious shit on a sign and holding it up in public for all to see

tries to cook a meal and accidentally almost burns the house down?

savannah of course. caleb is more domesticated than her 

deliberately makes a squeaky chair squeak until the other person flips out?

sav when she wants to get caleb’s attention hahaha. prob does shit like this all the time in an effort to basically say ‘PAY ATTENTION TO ME’ without actually saying it 

falls asleep no matter what position they’re in + needs to be carried to bed?

they are both probably so exhausted all the time because their sleep schedules are t e r r i b l e that i’m sure either of them can fall asleep in pretty uncomfortable positions? and they’d both probably just stay there rather than carry one another to the bed

is the little spoon when they cuddle?

savannah ofc

hates thunderstorms and needs to be comforted for the duration?

caleb likes them, savannah doesn’t necessarily hate them but she prefers sunshine??? but i’m sure she likes the fact that they make A+ cuddling weather

brings the other breakfast in bed? is it a proper cooked breakfast - or just an old muffin?

caleb prob leaves breakfast for savannah to eat when she wakes up. prob not proper though. maybe a granola bar or a banana to try and get her to eat healthier. 

convinces the other to go on a hike? do they love it, or are they absolutely miserable?

caleb convinces sav and she 10/10 doesn’t like it lol. she’s too city to enjoy time outside in the wilderness

can never admit they’re wrong?

omgggg both of them the stubborn assholes

lets the dog sleep on the bed when the other isn’t paying attention?

def savannah. caleb would prob say he doesn’t want the dog on the bed bc of fur and stuff?? but i bet you when sav isn’t paying attention he’s prob cuddling with the dog too lol 

uses emojis in replace of words? does it drive the other person insane?

sav would do this to caleb because i think he is Too Cool for emojis lmao. and yes it prob drives him insane bc he has no fuckin clue what she’s talking about 

who decorates their house? does the other come home and blink at all the pastel pink and force a smile despite how much they hate it?

probably joint effort, but sav more than caleb. he probably wants to keep things pretty minimal, but sav wants things more cozy. but never in her life would she paint anything pastel pink so i think theyre ok. 

is more likely to get into a fight to defend the other?

both of them. but i think caleb would need to defend savannah more. 

is constantly spewing random facts about absolutely anything and everything? does it annoy the other person or do they find it all interesting?

savannah bc u know she absorbs all the questions/answers from trivia night at the bar and is pretty keen on telling everyone and anyone who will listen about all the shit she learns

is the lovey dovey drunk?

ew savannah lmao she turns into clingy ass bitch for sure

laughs at their own jokes? does the other laugh at the joke… or at their partner?

caleb prob and he is def gonna be That Dad with all the dad jokes too when they have kids. i’m sure sav laughs at both. 

is competitive about EVERYTHING?

obvs both of them

apologizes first when they have a fight?

i wanna say sav bc she hates when caleb is mad at her lol even when she isn’t in the wrong prob :/

makes the other a flower crown? does the other wear it without complaint or beg not to be embarrassed?

neither they are not this type of couple @ all 

is more likely to put their fist through a wall when they’re angry?

caleb!!!! which he’s done a hundred times already i’m sure 

sends the other memes despite the fact they’re laying in bed next to each other?

savannah. probably when he is reading important shit for work and school and she’s forcing herself to stay awake just cause he is. so that’s how she entertains herself and distracts the hell out of him 

wears the others clothes the most?

sav wears caleb’s bc otherwise that’d be weird 

pranks the other on a near constant basis? how does the other react?

they both prank darren :))))

comes up with obnoxiously sappy pet names for the other just to watch them roll their eyes?

they prob both do this jokingly like?? to see who can come up with the worst ones

forgets their anniversary?

caleb does in the trashbag au FOR SUREEE and it basically breaks sav’s heart into a trillion pieces !!!

is impulsive and makes big choices for them without stopping to think through what it all means?

savannah lmao everything she does is based on impulse

writes cute messages for the other on the bathroom mirror when they have a shower?

sav

has to do the dishes because the other gags any time they stick their hands in the water?

neither of them like doing dishes but for a different reason?? so they prob take turns so it’s fair

jumps into the pool without testing the temperature, and who dips their toes in first?

sav would jump in and caleb would dip his toes in first i think?

tries to kill bugs in the house… and which one stops them and gets the bug out of the house alive and well?

caleb kills the bugs bc savannah hates them. so in the end all the bugs die lmao

can speak a second/third/forth language and uses it to annoy the other when they’re fighting?

caleb would know more of a second language than sav but i don’t think he would use it to annoy her?? idk if he would even remember much of what he learned tbh

says i love you first? does the other immediately say it back?

sav probably. the first time i don’t think caleb would (since they still havent said it yet…. i hate us, mainly me for suckin but u get it) then after the first time i think he would be more inclined to say it back immediately 

wins when they arm wrestle?

caleb by a long shot. sav is wimpy 

gets caught singing some old, corny one direction song to themselves?

savannah!! but ofc old school tay swift is always gonna be her fave

is forever forcing the other to take selfies with them? does the other person complain every time?

jesus savannah does this soooooooo much and obvs caleb complains lol but does it anyway 

shows up at the others house with chinese food + a six pack of beer when they’re having a bad day?

caleb would do this but not necessarily when either of them were having a bad day? this is just a regular thing for them 

sends the cheesy good morning/night texts?

maybe both of them. sav’s would be more sappy tho.

can never admit that they were wrong?

also, both

suggests they send out a christmas card together? does the other go for it, or question when they turned into old people?

savannah does but caleb has ptsd from matching sweaters with his family so he probably is against it

is a morning person and who pulls the covers up over their head and begs for five more minutes?

caleb is more of a morning person than sav bc school and his job but in reality neither of them technically are? because they would both stay under the covers all day if they could 

is constantly insisting they won’t need a jacket before they go out… and then has to steal the others when they get cold?

savannah lol esp if a jacket clashes her outfit 

is a smoker and has to deal with the other forever showing them gross photos to try and convince them to quit?

they both smoke so???? lmao 

decides they need to go on a health binge and throws out all the sugary food in the house? how does the other react?

caleb tries to do this all the time @ sav’s and it never goes over well :/

holds all the important documents when they’re travelling? why?

caleb because savannah would def lose them 

hates flying? how does the other help them relax before/during/after a flight?

savannah doesnt like it initially so caleb would help her through it but i feel like after she goes to boston a couple of times by herself she gets used to it? 

is more likely to suggest a lil fool around in the bathrooms at a club? how does the other react?

savannah probably suggests it, but caleb isnt against it 

plans a night of boardgames for date night, and who plans a romantic dinner at a fancy restaurant?

neither of them are board game ppl?? and i think they say the fancy dinners for anniversaries so 

cries watching the news?

neither!!

teases the other one for having a crush on them… despite the fact they’ve been dating for a year?

savannah prob teases caleb about this bc for sooo long they tried to keep things casual but it didn’t work and she was always the one that wanted to make it official so she’s prob still super proud of herself 

believes in aliens?

sav more so than caleb 

is constantly leaving the lights on in every room in the house?

savannah until caleb gives her shit for running up the electric bill 

rocks the seat on the ferris wheel?

savannah

is a terrible liar?

100000% savannah lol 

is always reading the other their star sign despite the fact they don’t believe in any of it?

savannah reads them and probably does believe in it?? caleb always tries to tell her that it’s full of shit 

who panics when mercury goes into retrograde?

neither 

insists they watch documentaries to broaden their knowledge?

caleb lol 

is constantly renovating part of their house but not finishing one thing before moving on to the next?

caleb butttttt is it really renovating if all he knows how to use is duct tape? lmao

uses all the hot water?

both of them together!!!

is the shower person? whose the bath person?

caleb is a shower person, savannah is a bath

is most likely to be unfaithful?

neither in regular verse… caleb in trashbag au :/ 

bonus questions:

what is your otps song?

they have so many i can’t think of any right now bc i suck!!!!

do their families approve of the relationship? why/why not?

no lololol caleb’s parents are not sav’s biggest fans 

whose friends do they hang out with more?

caleb’s probably because they are better influences and don’t just wanna go bar hopping/clubbing and use drugs 

what do they do on their first date? did they have a first date, or did they just sort of… start dating?

they had a “real” first date loooong after they were seeing each other on the regular 

what is their favorite way to spend the holidays? do they go to one of their families houses? or do they create their own tradition by staying in bed listening to christmas music and getting drunk?

probably doing anything just with each other?? im sure they avoid family shit at all costs bc i’m sure it usually comes with a bunch of drama. so they would be happy staying in bed listening to christmas music and getting drunk 

what do they name their dog? do the give it a super boring name like allen - or do they name it something like bubblegum princess?

idk but they def need a dog!!! it won’t have a name like bubblegum princess tho that’s for sure 

how do they handle emergencies? does one of them crack under the pressure - or do they bicker because they both need to be in control?

savannah probably panics. caleb is more levelheaded under pressure so i’m sure he’d figure out how to handle it 

how did they meet? were they immediately drawn to each other?

caleb became her drug dealer once he got his lil bro out of the game!!! in an abandoned gas station parking lot (so romantic) and sav was like suuuper into caleb and he was prob like ‘ya she cute’ but savannah was totes hearteyes from the beginning and would have banged him right then and there if the opportunity presented itself 

what do they fight about the most? how do they resolve their fights?

drugs? money? other people???? probably by screaming @ each other lmao :/ sometimes caleb leaves which ends the fight. sometimes they just have angry sex. 

[df71soul]

I just don’t know what to say. 💌_ I can’t even begin to explain how much you boys means to me and how important you are to all of us The fact that they have come from nothing, to having everything. It’s just absolutely amazing and these boys have been such a big inspiration in my life. The 7 of them are always in my head, motivating me to work as hard as I can so I can become successful in my life. The fact that 2pm have stayed together for 9 years now, it’s absolutely mind blowing. They’ve got such an amazing friendship, or should I say brothership? Is that even a word? Who knows. Anyways, their ‘brothership’ is really what they’re made of. Always supporting each others back, make sure to protect each other whenever bad times come, they’re always together no matter what. I really don’t know what else to say, I’m just really proud of them and really happy that they’ve come so far. ♡♡♡ dear 2pm thank you for sharing your passion for music. You set out to be “a group that is not to be taken lightly” and you have proven this to be true with each breaking record and award. The love and support you receive from your fans has not wavered because of your love in return. You’ve given us so much. Thank you for the music, for the love, for these amazing 9 years. We look forward to what comes next and will continue to be by your side forever as we promised cause all of you tried so hard to please us even when you guys had a hard time at the begining you didn't stop you continued and blessed us with the music 9 years has passed yet you guys still stuck together and i'm 100% sure that even jaebeom is still close to you ... jaebum had a hard time back then bacause he was a teen and did bad things but still he is the best leader my ult fav leader wait am emo right now should we talk about him ?

okay so i remember in 2008 when I saw the teaser for 2pm✨ ✨ ✨. I immediately thought wow the guy with intense and crazy haircut was amazing ( jay lmao ). I was new to kpop. I was new to this whole realm, but this man stuck out to me like a diamond in the ruff. Since then, I saw him get kicked out of 2pm for his fucking Bad shit and he left indefinitely, which broke my heart into tiny pieces but I will never forget the day he posted nothing on you. I ran to my bestfriend's House and banged on the door. I ran to her laptop to show her the video and we both screamed in absolute joy to see him again. Who would of thought that after that day Jay Park would literally start his underdog story. This man is the epitome of humble beginnings. This is a man who has been through and seen some intense shit and was kicked out of company that easily could of blocked him from seeing the light of day in Korean music realm. But he said fuck that. He picked himself back up, dusted off his shoulders and realized I will not let the talent God gave me go to waste. Jay became the ceo. Jay topped charts. Jay made a company that has become a household name in the Korean music genre. Jay never forgot his family and friends on the way. Jay blessed the world with his art that he truly didn’t want to go unheard and for that I am eternally grateful. Everyone knows he is my UB, but to be honest it is more than that. When I am sad, his music always makes me feel better. When I need a pick me up just watching him on a variety how makes me smile instantaneously. This man has been my fave for 8 years, and he has truly made these 8 years truly wonderful. To have such a strong man as a leader is something I cherish and will continue to cherish for a very long time. To the man behind artists only money getters, to the man who can go from on it to the promise, to the man who has literally given me the best music I could possibly ask for. i want to thank every single member for the 9 years that passed ;'') ....

i want to thank taecyeon ✨ for being the coolest yet the warmest member i want to thank him for leading the dorks even if it's not his thing ... i mean leading so taec the charismatic member that shows what a manly idols mean but ofc we know how crazy and dork he is :''))) i want to thank him for getting 2pm to this level :'') .it's minjun's time i want to thank him for giving us such a great beats and songs im so damn proud of him and he even promised us once that he will keep creating suchan amazing songs for 2pm till his last breath also once he said We will continue to make music until the day we die. Together. The six of us…. Please wait and see.” the old ahjuma is our blessed song machine ... nichkhun hum~~ i want to thank thai prince for not leaving us till this moment he could've left but he choosed to stcuk with the dorks and am so thankfull for this :'(( wooyoung ugh i want to thank my babe for staying strong all these years and for defending 2pm he once said “It’s fine if you laugh at us. It’s good. Whatever you say… whatever bad comment? It doesn’t matter. We, will be 2PM until the end, with the 2PM name we will do our best to go right to the end.”- and now it's actor butt time thank you for being so good to your hyungs thank you for sharing your succes with them thank you for always giving them the 1st place in your career :') ... Chansung's now butch you(ve so much you are and adult man now thank you for collecting 2pm's moments in your pc cause you treasure them we all know that you take a pictures of them secretly :'') thank you so much for being the greatest maknae . okay we done thank you 2pm for being the amazing people you are and tbvh i don't know how am gonna deal with you all being away from me the next coming years :'( It’s not a problem for people to be multifandom but it’s hard for people like me, who only stan 2PM from the Bottom of the heart …. Waiting all member be back again after discharge from army about 4 years, stand together again as OT6 really really hard for me…nI need to make myself busy, making money waiting 2PM together again. And will buy 2PM album after their comeback & also buy all goddies…’sobs’ And As Jun.k Said @ The D-6 of the Galaxy Tour we will keep doing music the six of us Forever .....

[thekintsugikids]

ok so i KNOW this is dumb but i need to rant.

so i watched the new riverdale (which is probably more than enough of a reason for any of you to not read this and trust me—i understand). and ho. ly. shit. i have genuinely NEVER been so mad at a tv show in my whole fucking life.

i’ll admit here and now that i still watch riverdale, because i am unwaveringly stubborn and i’m seeing this shit show through to the end. so things that seem, from a surface level, pretty genuine, anger me more than they should because i know the context of this bullshit. which means that, if you’re reading this, you’ll have to hear all of that shit so i can fully explain my anger.

so the episode is like. almost entirely based around the high school’s guidance counselor (who everyone is conveniently going to for therapy, even a character who goes to another school, but i can’t even be mad at riverdale for using a shitty mcguffin like that. it should be expected) where all the kids talk about their fucked up lives. that’s cool, i can accept that. riverdale does some dumb shit, but if they’d just done a psychological deep dive into their characters after all the trauma they’ve been through over the course of two and a half years? sure. I’ll bite. but this is riverdale, a show that somehow seems to be written by teenage interns who have never written a script in their life and 40-somethings who have never met real teens in their lives, so that’s not what we got. no, what we did get was this shitty school counselor listening to the characters unload genuine emotional trauma about their parents, and hear the counselor basically say, “they’re just trying to protect you.”

now allow me to explain why that is absolute fucking bullshit.

Betty’s mom forced herself into her daughter’s counseling session, because Alice ran to the high school guidance counselor to ask how she should deal with her daughter being sexually actively—which already, big fucking yikes. after a couple of minutes of back and forth about how Betty is being denied by her dream college because she’s having sex and irresponsibly disregarding her future in doing so (which again, huge red flag but let’s put that on the back burner for like two seconds). the counselor decides that they should do a joint session to work some shit out. ok. fine. whatever. moving on.

Betty says her mom lying to her whole life impacted her negatively. which yeah, that actually makes sense. in less than two years her mother went undercover with the fbi and joined a cult, without telling her own child that she at least didn’t believe in what the cult preached, gave away all the money she had saved for college to said cult, and was working with her half brother who Betty believed was dead (this is riverdale it’s a lot to unpack and i don’t blame you if you stop here bc ive been watching this show since 2017 and im still confused when i read that). she also had Betty’s sister committed to the sisters of quiet mercy, which is basically a disciplinary school for literally anything and everything under the sun (pregnant teenagers, mentally ill children, and conversion therapy are a few things we’ve seen it used for), and didn’t tell Betty that her sister was there, or that she was pregnant. her parents let her believe that her sister was a drug addict in rehab, because that was better than anyone knowing their daughter was pregnant, and then ofc that Alice reads her diary because she refuses to let her daughter have any semblance of privacy. keep in mind, this whole episode started with Alice opening Betty’s mail, seeing that she didn’t get accepted to Yale, and telling her that she searched her room to see “what could be distracting her from her future” (and then gets mad at her for having birth control). her mother says, “I just wanted to protect you.” okay, fine. whatever, that’s total bullshit, but fine.

but then!!! she has a breakdown about how she wants Betty to be better and she’s scared of her growing up and she just wants her to be safe which. ok. ok. ok. shut up. she’s said this EVERY. SEASON. OF THE SHOW. how many times can she say the exact same thing and never learn from it? but Betty isn’t having that shit, she’s been dealing w this shit for so long and she’s done, right? she’s growing up, and her mom would have to be incredibly naive to think that she could just stop that, especially when they are living w her bf’s family. like yeah, they live together. they share a room. they’re teenagers, they’re gonna have sex. who. fucking. cares. her mom then tells Betty that it’s because she’s her favorite child, which........Yikes. and the scene ends.

the weird thing is like.....we’re meant to sympathize with Alice??? after everything she has done—much of which i didn’t touch on—because.............Betty’s her favorite child?????? that’s???????? SUPPOSED TO JUSTIFY THE THINGS SHE DOES?????????? no no no NO what the fuck is THAT manipulative bullshit?? what the fuck. i can’t even think of anything else to say about that, what the actual fuck.

but the real kicker ooooooooh bitch. it’s the end of the episode, with Jughead. many other things happen between the Betty’s session and Jughead’s, but they don’t necessarily fit into what I’m trying to say so I won’t be talking about it. but holy shit the things she said to Jughead? for context, Jughead’s father is an abusive piece of shit. he has gotten violent with his own son, threatened him, abandoned him for his gang when the rest of their family moved out of state to get away from him (Jughead’s dad), and he is an alcoholic who did things like getting drunk at Jughead’s 15th birthday party, and that’s just the cliff notes version. basically he’s a grade-a abusive asshole, which is a field i am well-versed in.

FP, Jughead’s father, says that his father was an abusive drunk, so obvs the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. one of the the biggest issues with this show, though, is that they refuse to acknowledge that FP himself is abusive. like, even writers of the show have said that he is not abusive, even saying that viewers were ignorant to believe that he is (and as someone with an abusive father, first of all, fuck you). and Jughead is on a mission this entire season to prove that his grandfather was some great writer or whatever and his work was stolen from him.

now, how exactly does any of that relate to the discussion at hand?, you might be asking. well he’s at riverdale high to get his transcripts or whatever bc he’s at a new school and they’re all assholes (no, im not going into further explanation of that because there is way too much to unpack). so he’s w the guidance counselor, they talk about it and she has the fucking gall to say, “but think about how your father must feel about all of this???” which, okay, i see where she might be coming from. FP was abused by his dad. but Jughead is also abused by FP, so why the fuck should he worry about whether or not he’s hurting his father? FP irreparably damaged Jughead—I promise you all that being homeless, being hit and threatened by your father, being abandoned by your entire family? that’s not shit you can repair. you don’t just fix that shit. that stays with you.

the counselor tells Jughead that he should be proud of the man his father worked to become (like he isn’t still horrible to Jughead????? for example, forcing him to go to a school that he does not want to go to because it makes their family look better??? ok), she says FP is just supporting his son. and the real kicker—she says, “and you repay him by going on this quest to prove that the man that caused him immeasurable pain is some kind of wronged hero? how do you think that makes him feel?” (that is the quote verbatim, by the way. that is what she says so Jughead)

like FP has earned something from Jughead. like Jughead is in the wrong for not wanting his name to be seen as a joke. no, this is how you repay him for everything he did for you. FP abused his son. it’s literally that fucking simple. and Jughead didn’t even want to talk to this lady, she forced him into the conversation while he waited for fucking transcripts so he could apply to colleges. and we, the audience, are supposed to be on the counselor’s side. we’re supposed to say “yeah Jughead, look at everything your dad has done for you! he loves you!!”

Jughead even says it himself. “My poor dad. I’m so selfish.” like his dad deserves his respect. like he earned Jughead’s respect. like FP deserves a single goddamn thing from his son.

keep in mind, this is a show that’s biggest demographic is people under 20 and they are basically telling their audience that their parent’s abuse is just because they’re “protective” or because they’re “trying to help them.” guess what, that’s not fucking true. if your parent, or ANYONE, is abusing you, it is because they are fucked up. it is not because they love you, it’s not because they “want what’s best for you.” and how dare anyone, let alone fucking Riverdale, try to tell me that it is. no, as someone with an abusive father, i fucking promise you, this shit is not out of love. abuse is not love. and fuck Riverdale for trying to tell me that it is.

[jasonvtodd]

answer the following eleven questions, add eleven questions of my own and tag 11 people.

tagged by some medic @kellyabbotts & cowboy @zanesgarrett cause apparently they love to see me type 

HIRAS QUESTIONS

1. Would you consider watching a show/movie in a language you don’t understand? And have you? If so, what’s your favourite? assuming you mean with subs otherwise lol i cry. you know i watched sk*m but we all know how that investment turned out. yuri on ice ws worth it and theres been a few movies that were 20/10 that werent in englsih. i cant remmeber them all. amelie is one.  2. Three things you’ve bought and regretted. mass amounts of dvds ive accumulated over the years. umm. idk what else.  3. Star Trek or Star Wars. Sherlock or Elementary. If you want, explain why. lmao i love how u tagged me for these questions but you could probably answer them all for me anyway bUT ok. sure. i’ll play. star trek > star wars > elementary > shitlock  4. Who is your favourite 25 and older LGBT+ characters? What book/movie/show are they from and why do you love them? oh fuck. i mean. automatically all my cut & run guys. and yes i mean all of them. plus ofc boyd and hsin from icos.  5. A book that you wish would be turned into a tv show or movie. !!!!!!doNTT!!!!!!! make!!ME CHOOSEE!! likeee trc is already getting turned into a show so i dont have to say that but also ofcc foxhole court (if it was one right) cut & run cut & run cut & run sidewinder prequelll !!!!!!!!!!!! 6. If we were to move to a different planet because this Earth is dead, would you call it Earth-2? If not, what would you name it?  i wouldnt call it earth 2 cause thats so unoriginal and lame *looks at dc* I’LL THINK OF A REALLY COOL NAME. AND COOL IT THAT (wip) 7. Deep space or the deep sea? DEEEP SPAAAAAAAAAACEEEEEEE!!!!!! 8. Tom Hanks or Tom Cruise? pls. hanks. 9. Diversity = representation: thoughts? lolol you know damn well my view on this. without offending anyone or outright saying the shows i feel are causing a lot of this problem. lets just say one more time... loudly for the kids in the back... 👏 JUST👏CAUSE ��THERES👏DIVERSITY 👏 IN👏 A👏PIECE👏OF 👏MEDIA 👏SURE👏AS👏SHIT👏DONT👏MAKE👏IT👏REPRESENTATION 👏 stop trying to slap on a ‘LOOK AT THIS GOOD REP’ on your shitty shows that have mediocre acting at best and acting like everyone who doesnt like it is the holy grail is being racist or homophobic or just ‘isnt appreciating it for what it is. like lol nah m8. im sorry. your shows shit cause its shit. no matter what good ‘diversity and rep’ you may think it has.. doesnt make up for the shitty acting, the flimsy plot and the crap special effects. its 2017. step up your game. this isnt charmed or buffy.  10. Why do you think buying things make us feel so happy? fucked if i know but dont make me think to deep on it otherwise ill start crying 11. Cillian Murphy: real or fake? you tell me

JO’S QUESTIONS

1. if you have the choice do u buy a physical book or buy a digital copy (dont factor in money just which is your preference)? physical physical physical physical physical

2. how did u discover tumblr? a friend had been on my ass for ages to get it. i dint even make my first url, she did and set it all up for me lmao (thelettuceisdead)

3. if you could instantly be in another place right now where would u go? houston, texas

4. discover the deepest corner of the ocean, or take a trip into space? SPACEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

5. best kind of smell? my incense 

6. what has changed for u in the last year? good questiojn

7. mustard yellow or mint green? who the fuck wants gross mustard. green m8

8. painted nails or none? always painted

9. short story or novel? dependdds

10. last show you quit watching because *cringe* LMAO ask @kellyabbotts by now she should have a lsit of ‘shows ive made em quit for her own good’

11. are you a ‘lotr is amazing, i could marathon the extended editions, the world could be ending outside and i wouldnt notice’ or a ‘i probably could have taken a nice nap instead of sitting through this’ person? *is scared to answer so i dont get my ass reamed again by you and hira at any mention of lotr....* i love the movies, i do. i grew up on them... buutt id also prefer doing something else hides

MY QUESTIONS

biggest regret of 2017?

something that always makes you happy?

if you could go back to your 2011 self, what would you say?

graphic novel or novel?

horror flicks or chick flicks?

whats a massive popular opinion that you disagree with?

finish this sentence... kids today _________

three things or people you cant live without?

pine, evans, hemsworth or pratt?

dc or marvel? why?

dog person or cat person?

tagging @kellyabbotts @zanesgarrett (u dicks)  @princebucky @todorokishto @amelliwood @fightmewayne @paradeofadolescence @boydbaeulieu @nickyklose @bcydbeaulieu @pipvdream

[livesincerely]

[Bits & Bobs] it’s so easy (too easy) to love you

Here’s the latest progress report/update from my javid domestic!au, formerly known as The One Where It’s Domestic. It ended up having too much plot for the Tease Series, but I’m still in love with the idea. (And there will probably still be a smutty epilogue, lol)

00000

Davey’s just gotten out of class—literally just walked out the door—when his phone starts ringing.

“Davey,” Racetrack says the moment he answers, not even giving Davey time to say hello, “Can you swing by the apartment real quick?”

Davey sighs. “Are you locked out of the house again?”

There’s a guilty silence. Then, “Or maybe I just wanna see you, huh? You don’t know.”

“Racetrack.”

“Crutchie’s the one that lost the spare,” Racetrack capitulates immediately, there’s an indignant “Hey!” somewhere in the background, “and I left my keys in my locker ‘cause I thought Crutchie had his—”

There’s a scuffle of noise, then Crutchie’s voice breaks in, “—don’t listen to him Davey, I asked him before we even got on the subway if he had his keys and he said he did but he didn’t even check—”

“—well, I thought you had yours, didn’t I?—”

“—and he was twenty minutes late picking me up from band practice because he was too busy flirting with Spot Conlon to come help me carry my oboe—”

“—that was supposed to be a secret you little shit!”

“—you started it!”

Davey pulls the phone away from his ear as the other side of the line descends into a mess of indistinct yelling. He thinks about trying to get their attention, but he decides to just start heading towards the apartment, muting the call while he waits them out—they’ll remember him eventually.

In the meantime, Davey sends a quick text:

Race and Crutchie locked themselves out of the house again

He’s not expecting a response, but Jack must be in-between projects because he gets one almost immediately.

jc again? 

And you’re going to have to get a new spare made

fuck okay i’ll take care of it. are you heading over?

I’m walking there now

ur the light of my life dave

Davey can’t help but smile at this, a soft feeling fluttering in his chest. Before he can write back, Jack sends a second text:

how did the ochem midterm go?

I feel good about it! Def did better than I thought I would!

duh youve been living in the library all week ofc ur gonna do great. ill swing by the grocery on the way home, pick up some ice cream to celebrate. do we need anything else while im there?

Get a bell pepper and some tomato paste, I’m going to make spaghetti for dinner. And we need laundry detergent.

fuck yes im starving. can we do garlic bread too?

Get home on time and we’ll see.

you drive a hard bargain sir. kerian owes me a favor so ill make him stay late. ill be home in a couple hours 

Grinning, Davey goes to respond but is distracted by a tinny, muffled sound emanating from his phone’s speakers. He unmutes the call and lifts his phone back to his ear.

“Davey?” Crutchie says hesitantly, and it sounds like he might’ve been calling Davey’s name for a while. They must’ve put him on speaker because he can still hear Race grumbling nearby. “Are you still there?”

“I’m still here,” Davey confirms, feeling a little guilty for forgetting about them, even though they forgot him first.

“So are ya comin’ or what?” Racetrack asks, ever impatient, “because I’m roasting out here.”

“Well, I was thinking about leaving you to ruminate on your poor life choices,” Davey responds dryly, “but I guess I can come let you in, since you asked so nicely.”

“Thanks, Davey,” Crutchie says.

“Hurry, will ya? Much longer and I’m gonna get heatstroke and die,” Racetrack calls.

Davey rolls his eyes. “Goodbye, Race.”

00000

Davey starts rifling through the bags almost before Jack can finish putting them down. “Did you get the—?”

“I got the tomato paste,” Jack says, pulling out a gallon of ice cream and sticking it in the freezer. “I also got some more of that fancy cheese you like so much, even though it costs half the grocery budget.”

“It balances the dish,” Davey insists around an armful of vegetables, “the salt cuts through the richness of the sauce.” He makes quick work of washing a green pepper and peeling an onion, then starts dicing both into small, neat pieces.

“All I know is, the shredded stuff works just as well and it doesn’t cost a fortune.”

“Watch your mouth, Kelly,” Davey says, wagging his knife at Jack teasingly, “smartasses don’t get dinner.”

“That so?” Jack asks with a grin. “Then why the hell are we still feeding Racetrack?”

“I heard that,” Race grumbles from the kitchen table.

“Yeah, you were supposed to,” Jack says, moving over to Racetrack and slinging an arm around his shoulder, pulling him into a side hug. Race bats at Jack’s hand but makes no real attempt to get away. Then Jack says, “So, I hear you and your brother lost another set of keys.”

Race gives Davey a look of the deepest betrayal. “You told Jack?”

“Of course he did,” Jack says. “Someone’s gonna have to get new ones made, and it sure ain’t gonna be either half of the dynamic duo.”

“Crutchie lost the spare,” Race says, throwing Crutchie under the bus while he’s not in the room to defend himself. “And I didn’t lose my keys, I just left them in my locker.”

“Uh huh, save it for the judge,” Jack responds, ruffling Race’s hair. “Just know if I end up having to change the deadbolt, it’s coming outta your subway money.”

“Jacky, leave Racetrack alone,” Davey comments mildly over Racetrack’s spluttering protests. “He needs to work on that paper and you’re distracting him.”

“Yeah, Jack,” Race repeats, a little smug. “You’re distracting me.”

Davey turns to look at him, one eyebrow raised. Racetrack quickly busies himself with his homework.

Davey goes back to the stove-top, adding the chopped vegetables to the ground beef that’s browning in a pan. He feels more than hears Jack sidle up behind him: the familiar weight of his gaze, the solid presence at his back. He stands there quietly, leaning against the counter-top and just watching Davey cook; unbothered, Davey lets him be for the moment and moves toward the pantry. With a bit of searching he unearths a can of tomatoes, then adds it and the tomato paste to the sauce pan and turns it down to a simmer.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Davey says, “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to help me with this?” glancing over his shoulder at Jack, a mock challenge. “You know there’s no loitering in my kitchen.”

“Well, I’m nothin’ if notta law abidin’ citizen,” Jack drawls in answer, the corner of his mouth quirking up. He rolls up his shirt sleeves, exposing the long, muscular line of his forearms, and washes his hands in the kitchen sink. “Where do you want me?”

Davey licks his lips. “Think you can handle boiling the pasta?”

...

“I’ve got to head back out,” Jack says. “Johnson’s got me working a night shoot and I have to be downtown by 9.”

“How long is the session?” Davey asks.

“We’re scheduled for five hours, but we might get to wrap it up early if everything goes well.” Jack’s hand brushes against the small of Davey’s back and they trade spots again, Davey stepping back up to the stovetop and Jack taking his place at the cutting board.

“Are ya spending the night or are ya headin’ back to your place?”

“Depends on how much help Racetrack needs with his history paper,” Davey replies. “We might be at it a while.”

Jack huffs out a laugh. “Well, if you do spend the night, go ahead and take the bed. The extra blankets are in the usual place.”

00000

Davey notices the time and frowns. “Jack,” he calls, “it’s already 7:30. If you don’t leave soon you’re gonna be late for work.”

There’s a clamor of noise from down the hall, then Jack appears, freshly showered and fumbling to put on his socks and button his work shirt at the same time.

“Fuck, Mr. Johnson is gonna kill me,” Jack grumbles. He pats down his pockets, then groans. “Christ, has anyone seen my—”

“Your wallet and keys are on the counter by the microwave,” Davey says. “And take a jacket, it’s supposed to rain later.”

…

“Jack—”

“And Dave cooked, so you shitheads better do the dishes, get me?”

“Jack, you’re gonna be late,” Davey cuts in firmly, holding out Jack’s jacket for him.

“Alright, I’m going,” Jack says, shrugging it on, and he finally starts making moves towards the door.

He gives Crutchie one last pat on the shoulder and cuffs Racetrack on the back of the head in a slightly rougher, but no less affectionate goodbye, which is per usual. Then he turns to Davey, tips his chin up, and kisses him right on the mouth, short and sweet.

“Lock the door behind me and don’t forget to—” Jack stops mid-sentence, then turns bright red.

“Um,” says Crutchie.

“Holy shit,” says Racetrack.

Jack’s mouth opens and closes soundlessly. Finally, he sputters out, “I u-uh — I-I d-didn’t mean—“

Davey doesn’t respond. He couldn’t, even if he wanted to—he’s frozen in place, his mind a sudden wash of static. For a moment, they just look at each other. Then Jack blurts, “gottagoseeyoulaterbye” and bolts out the front door.

Davey’s not sure how long he stands there, staring blankly into space, utterly dumbfounded.

“Davey?” Crutchie asks hesitantly. “Are you okay?”

There’s a horrible, strangled, choking noise. A split second later, Davey realizes it’s coming from him.