#all for one chill he fak out

[kdogreads]

Love Story

Richie Jerimovich x f!reader fun flirty blurb where your friends are visiting you in Chicago 🤪🫶

Just fluffy funsies here but still 18+ as always bc why not. Love yous all💕

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The restaurant is mostly void of customers as the busy Saturday dinner service winds down. You look up from your glass as the last sweet drops of whatever wine Richie picked for you tonight dance onto your tongue. That sweet smile you love so much comes into view.

You are wrapping up an evening out with some close friends visiting Chicago. As perfectly timed as always, Richie approaches your party.

“Ladies,” Richie practically sings as he nears the table occupied by you and two of your closest friends, “It’s been my sincere pleasure serving you tonight, and watching you get my lady wine drunk.”

Giggles erupt as your (also slightly wine drunk) friends make heart eyes at you and Richie.

“Richie!” You screeched in mock-anger, “I am not that drunk, thank you very much. Even if I were… That’s on our host for over-serving meeee.”

More giggles dance from your table as your friends enjoy the show you and Richie are putting on.

“You’re right, sweetheart,” He winks your way, loving this game you play, “My apologies to our distinguished guests.”

Wine-fueled cackling erupts as you and your friends eat up every minute Richie spends with you. He really does make you swoon even when he isn’t trying to.

“One last thing before I turn you lovely ladies loose on the town,” The lilt in his voice has you all exchanging looks of excitement, “Dinner is on us tonight. Thank you for being here tonight and showing my girl such a good time.”

Richie’s hands cross over his chest, his gratitude on full display for the world to see. A series of happy sounds and light cheers fill your ears but all you can focus on is how damn blue Richie’s eyes are. How sincere his expression is.

You and your friends clink your wine glasses in a celebration and shrill “cheers!”

None other than the Neil Fak passes behind Richie and slips him a note during your toast. He glances down at it, smirks slightly, and flips it so you can see:

A scrawled out “last guests :)” in black ink. They are professionals to the minute.

Richie’s demeanor changes immediately. He loosens his tie and unbuttons the top button of his crisp white dress shirt. The way his strong shoulders relax slightly let you know that now he can be just be Richie, not maître d’ Richie.

Servers begin cleaning up around you but Richie shows no sense of urgency to leave. He pulls up a chair next to you and takes a sip of your wine, silently nodding to himself at his excellent choice. You shake your head at him teasingly but lean in to kiss his plush lips anyway.

Someone turns up the chill house music and your group settles into comfortable, lively conversation. Carmy and Syd come out to say hi while Fak brings yet another bottle of wine out for you to enjoy. It’s only then that it hits you: Richie is turning the restaurant into a private little nightclub for you and your girls to enjoy. Swoon.

“You look real pretty, baby,” He whispers in your ear and leaves a tender kiss on your temple, “Beautiful.”

Heat rises in your chest as you smile over at him, “So do you, Richie.”

You slide a finger over his exposed neck and find yourself practically drooling at the warm, smooth skin you find.

Richie sees the fire in your eyes and smirks back at you, one eyebrow cocked. He wraps his strong arms around you and pulls you close, his warm body sending goosebumps dancing across your skin.

“Patience, baby,” he whispers deeply in your ear. You pout jokingly for a beat before nodding your head slightly with a giggle. You know he’ll be worth the wait.

You begin to settle into his embrace when you realize the beginning to Love Story (Taylor’s Version, of course) is playing from the hidden speakers. Richie literally gasps in excitement, jolting you slightly before pulling you onto your feet.

“Hell yeah! We love T Swizzle! Right, baby?” The way he lets the joy radiate off of him sends butterflies to your stomach. It’s infectious you think as your closest friends join you in dancing along to this classic love song.

God, you love this man.

You feel the wine and the excitement and the love as you float around the room with Richie. By now, most everyone from the kitchen has joined your group. All you can see around you is a collection of your favorite people having so much fun and living in this very moment.

Your eyes feel watery as Richie tilts your head towards his and smiles warmly. The look of love his face filling your heart up to the very brim.

He gives you small, inquisitive look — silently checking in and making sure you’re okay. You nod and lift your lips in a smile to let him know that you’re perfect. This is perfect.

Richie twirls you around gently as your friends belt out the chorus: Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone.

You swear someone replaced Romeo with Richie and you’re 95% it was the goofy man himself.

“Thank you for this, Romeo,” You whisper to your man, adoration oozing from your lips. You’re lost in his kind eyes as he leans in for a quick kiss.

“Anything for you, my Juliet.”

———

The night slips away slowly, sweetly.

You spend hours just dancing, talking, enjoying the company around you, snacking on whatever Carmy or Sydney or Marcus want you to try next. All around you are your favorite people just having fun and being together.

While The Bear won’t be debuting its new nightclub hours anytime soon, this one-night-only event sneaks its way into your core memories. It’s fun, and comfortable, and happy.

You realize at some point, lost in the music and the emotions just how lucky you are to get to do all of this with Richie.

It hits you suddenly and wholly that you are so, so in love with Richie Jerimovich.

It’s a love story, baby just say ‘yes.’

Tagging some friends just for fun! 🫶 @foreveraimingtowardsthesky @ankhmutes @thebearer @potato-with-hair

[carmyberzattosjournal]

Entry 7: Idle Hands

Bearblr Promptober Day 6: Carving Pumpkins

Summary: Carmy can't figure out what to do with his hands when he's not cooking. Fluff.

Warnings: Mentions of anxiety, mentions of Berzatto family trauma (minor), mention of Chef Winger (Chef David, for the uninitiated), swearing, written with fem reader who is a trauma surgeon (nothing gross described) in mind, she/her pronouns, minor aches and pains.

Notes: All journal entries will be titled as such and tagged with #cb journal.

Reblogs appreciated. Thank you to @carmenberzattosgf for putting together this prompt list.

06 Oct 2024

I’m not used to letting a girl sit in my lap and get me drunk off kisses.

Like just chill there? And not do anything else? Not use my hands to do something, to make something? The kisses and pets are temporary distractions from the urge to use my hands—welcomed ones, even so.

Her lips are soft. Hands are always a little cold, feel good wandering over my scalp, trailing down my neck. She brushes her bent knuckles over my throat sometimes, yeah? It’s fucking addicting as all hell, sure, but 90% of the time, I can’t figure out what to do with my hands. Touching her doesn’t help, it doesn’t stop the buzzing, doesn’t stop that weird ache in my fingers. You know how if you’re sitting too long—plane, bus, car, whatever—or like you’re passed out, crammed on a couch that’s just a little too small for you, and you wake up feeling like your knees are cramping? And you need to walk around and shake them out until they work again? It’s that, but it’s in my hands. I wake up with it every fucking day, it's miserable.

So, much as I like having my tongue down my girl’s throat, my hands fucking scream at me the whole time.

“Have you ever carved pumpkins?” she murmured into my mouth.

It took me a few seconds to figure out she even spoke to me.

“I… have not. No.”

Her fingers trailed down my arms and curled around my wrists. I realized I had her sweater in a death grip and released it.

“Sorry. I-I didn’t realize I was doing it.”

She smiled. Kissed my forehead. Brought my scarred palm to her lips and then to her face to nuzzle it. “It’s spooky season. Do you want to carve pumpkins?” she asked.

“Do you want to carve pumpkins?”

“I asked first, silly.”

She’s so fucking cute, I can’t.

“Uh, sure, I guess,” I said. “Uh, why do you want to carve pumpkins?”

She shrugged, pressed her fingertips into my other palm. “Low stakes, low pressure, gives you something to do with your hands.”

Ah. “That obvious, huh?”

“Yeah. But I understand it. You’re so used to a go-go-go lifestyle that trying to turn it all off is kind of impossible. At least all at once. Pumpkin carving was always one of my favorite things about October. And, I guess, if all else fails, you could cook the pumpkins.”

“Pumpkin ravioli does sound nice.”

She giggled. Worked her hands into my hair, tipped my head back, and kissed my throat. Fuck, the heat of her mouth on my Adam's apple felt good. Murmured into my skin again, “I was almost thinking about doing a little party, but I don’t think you’ll like that.”

“No, I’d prefer the quiet.” Did my voice really just come out that strained?

She noticed. “Good?”

“Yeah. Yeah, really good.”

She rewarded me with a trail of wet kisses down my throat and then across my collarbone.

“Is it the volume levels themselves?” she asked between kisses. “I just want to understand.”

It took me even longer to figure out what she asked. My attention kept snapping back and forth between the warm, wet feeling on my neck and the ache setting into my hands. “Yeah, yeah, a bit? Uh… sometimes just keeping track of that many people is-is exhausting? You know, and people will... find something to be mad about. And then it gets louder.”

“You don’t know when someone’s going to explode.”

Yeah. Yeah, that was it. What was going to set ma off? What was going to set Mikey off? Richie and Fak might get into it again, and who the fuck would ever know when or why or how it was coming? I wouldn’t do anything—seemingly wouldn’t do anything, who fucking knows if I did, because it’s not like anyone would offer an explanation—and ma or Mikey or Richie or Lee or Cicero or sometimes even Sug would go off on me. The Devil would go off on me.

“Sweetheart?”

The thing with him is that I could truly never see it coming. Sometimes, he’d offer a correction—no, chef, pair that with a demi-glace—but other times, with the same voice and the same posture and the same fucking cadaverous look on his face, he’d tell me I’d amount to nothing. Wouldn’t tell me what I was doing wrong or why I earned it. You’re going so slow. Why are you going so slow? You have a short man’s complex.

“Carmen?”

Rapidly shifting pressure on my sternum from her rubbing the heel of her hand up and down my chest. Right. Couch. Chicago. Home.

“Hi,” she whispered. Hooked my chin to get me to look at her. Eyebrows furrowed, lips pursed, eyes wide. I tried summoning a response, but the longer I couldn’t formulate one, the deeper the wrinkle in her brow got. I squeezed my eyes shut, tried to hunt for something to say. Anything. Literally anything would’ve been better than the deafening silence that smothered us. What were we talking about before? Parties? I didn’t like parties? No, there was something before that.

Her arms snaked around my shoulders and pulled me against her chest. Her heartbeat thundered, slow and routine in my ear. I dug my fingertips into the stitches of her sweater, crushed them into my palms, inhaled a lungful of her faded perfume and the scent of her.

“Will you teach me how to make pumpkin ravioli?”

Her voice came to me a muffled rumble through her chest louder than my other ear picked it up. Oddly soothing.

I nodded. “Yes. Yes, I think you’d find it fun.”

She stroked my cheek with her thumb.

“I hope it’s also fun for you, Carmy.”

That, I did, too.

[timeforsomethrillingheroicsblog]

Syd/Richie Fic Recs

WIPS

Corner - Syd and Richie get sent on a roadtrip to pick up a new stove for The Bear, but they might get more than they bargained for along the way (Chapters: 3/?. Characters: Sydney Adamu, Richie Jerimovich, Carmen Berzatto, Neil Fak, Natalie Berzatto, Original Male Characters. Word Count: 8,510)

Loser Bitch (All The Way Down To The Bones) - Loster. N. A person or thing that loses or has lost something, especially a game or contest. (Chapters 2/3. Characters: Sydney Adamu, Richie Jerimovich, Carmen Berzatto, Marcus, Tina, Angel, Gary Woods, Natalie Berzatto, Eva Jerimovich, Emmanuel Adamu. Word Count: 7,623)

MULTI-CHAPTERED WORKS

In a New Light - Syd likes Richie a lot more than she initially thought she did. The only problem is that she isn't sure they're capable of liking each other without drawing blood. (Chapters: 5. Characters: Carmen Berzatto, Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu. Word Count: 24,871)

SERIES

It Happened One Night - Sydney learned a long time ago to take her anger out on something she can’t hurt. (Works: 2. Characters: Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu. Characters: 13,449)

ONESHOTS

All Good Here - The only times that Syd and Richie had ever managed to get along were in fleeting moments, seconds that never lasted long enough and were always brought to an abrupt end with a sarcastic or scathing comment. (Characters: Carmen Berzatto, Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu. Word Count: 3,599)

As Long As You're Here - Sydney has had a really, really long month and now she's 5 second away from throwing a glass at an annoying bartender. (AU. Characters: Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu. Word Count: 4,508)

Bone Broth - It’s a gray Monday afternoon when Sydney rounds a corner at the grocery store and sees him at the other end of the aisle. (Characters: Sydney Adamu, Richie Jerimovich. Word Count: 10,020)

Chill Out - “You’re cold.” “Am not.” (Characters: Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu. Word Count: 2,141)

I Close My Eyes and the Flashback Starts - "D'ya like Taylor Swift or not, Syd?" (Characters: Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu. Word Count: 2,410)

I Feel For You - The thing with Richie was an accident; as much as going down on a man in your boss’ office after work can be an accident. (Characters: Carmen Berzatto, Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu. Word Count: 3,318)

The Horoscope Today Said Things Would Go My Way - "What happened to 'rules are just unhelpful suggestions' and 'let go and live a little, Sydney'?" (Characters: Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu, Tiffany Jerimovich. Word Count: 1,909)

Tough - "Thanks," Syd said. "Mike, right?" "Berzatto," Mike said. He grinned, lopsided, and said, "It's a family place." (AU. Characters: Sydney Adamu, Richie Jerimovich, Michael Berzatto, Carmen Berzatto. Word Count: 13,737)

I'll Sleep in the Rain Under Your Headlights - “Wow, Richie, that’s so charming. You’re so fucking charming.” “Yeah, sweetheart, you could learn something.” (Characters: Carmen Berzatto, Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu. Word Count: 6,407)

Mindfuck - "Alright, just checking. Because yesterday, you didn't even like me." "Well, whoop-de-fuckin'-do, I changed my mind," Syd said. (Characters: Carmen Berzatto, Eva Jerimovich, Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu. Word Count: 25,232)

Sheets to the Wind - Sometimes you just want to be kissed. Sometimes you just need to feel somebody. Sometimes you have like, ten beers and you’re both there and bad tension is still tension so you make out. (Characters: Richie Jerimovich, Sydney Adamu. Word Count: 3,318)

[underratedmurder]

Richie Jerimovich/Reader "I Would Like a Blanket Please" (Part 1/2)

Reader works at The Beef and is having some housing/financial troubles, Richie offers his apartment as a place to stay! <3

Stuff in this: Soft Richie, Reader is kind of awkward, Soooo many hands on shoulders, They are so sweet and tender with each other, They both know how much the other one is hurting, They are each others comfort person!!! They have some sexual tension, Carmy is totally onto them

Stuff that will be in part two (if you don't want spoilers then just skip past this): Chicken nuggets (hell yeah), Richie when he was in college <3, Reader sleeps on his sofa which is much nicer than his twin bed?, Sharing blankets, Intense cuddling, The softest kisses

I know its been more than a week since my last update I am sorry dear friends, but trust I will deliver !!! Second part should be up tomorrow night or Monday.

Please enjoy, and leave a comment or like if you want to see more/have any requests !

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You were sitting on the ground of the walk-in, fingers getting colder, digging into the sleeves of your thick knit sweater. The one Richie called you crazy for wearing in the kitchen, but also one of the last pieces of physical comfort you had left.

Life was… rough, and you were currently struggling to find housing. You just spent your last bit of money on last night's stay in a motel room downtown. You were hoping you could pull through and figure something out by the end of the day… but that time was now, and you had nothing. 

You tried to collect your thoughts, breathing hard and freaking out a little bit. Your nerves were getting the better of you, and you had been nothing but filled with tension the whole day. 

You breathed in and out, slowly letting your body relax, and your fingers loosen their grip. You looked at the ground intensely, almost studying it, to remind yourself where you were. And to remember that the world wasn’t actually ending, it was just your life! Just yours! 

Don’t worry! At least the restaurant is okay!

Even that was an overstatement.

You felt yourself finally come back to the moment.

“Alright well just don’t put it on the stove again Fak! It’s not fuckin rocket science- Oh,” Richie's voice was booming even before he opened the door.

He had snapped you out of your tranquil state immediately, and you could already feel yourself tensing up again. Being around people and trying to act like everything was normal and okay all day was very hard. Especially around Rich. The guy you almost desperately wished to be close to. 

The fear was pungent though, you didn’t want to be a burden on anyone, especially on him. You feared getting tangled up with him in any way would only make life more painfully complicated.

These thoughts and feelings did not cross your mind though when you were actually around him in the kitchen, and you got to talk to him and watch him ‘work’, as you fought back the carnal urge to violently makeout with him.

It was far too easy to be comfortable around him, it was only after your shift everyday that you reminded yourself you were not in the position for a relationship.

If he even liked you-

“Hey, uh, what are ya doin' on the floor?” you were back to reality again, and Richie was looking down at you, one arm on the door and the other at his side. 

You looked up at him with the most honest and unintended look of pure dread on your face, eyes sad and fearful. His own expression dropped.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” he lowered his voice and knelt down to look you in the eyes, face to face.

You furrowed your brows and smiled in adoration. His words were somehow instantly comforting.

You shook your head, “It’s nothing. I’m just tired,”

He didn’t look convinced, instead he went to place a hand on your shoulder, his palm was warm in the chill.

“You sure you're ‘aright? You can tell me, ya know? Promise I won’t tell Mr. Crazy Chef,” he joked, referring to Carmy, and you let out a huff. 

“Did you spill a giant jar of pickles or somethin?” 

“Ha ha,” you said sarcastically, a half smile escaping your somber expression. Though, it didn’t last long.

Richie dropped to your level on the floor, sitting next to you.

You shook your head again, looking down.

“Its just been a long day,” you hesitated, but Richie just waited.

“Things have been… hard,” you let your words out with an exhale, your arms and legs becoming a bit less stiff.

“Home troubles?”

“Yeah,” you half whispered, fiddling with your fingers as that last bit of tension escaped you.

“Yeah… I get it,” he said with a sigh, and he let his head lean on the wall.

You sat there in silence for a second, the humming of the freezer accompanying your barely audible breaths.

“I take it you don’t wanna go back huh?” he asked you, turning his head to look at you.

You furrowed your brows and looked at him puzzled.

“Back home, I mean,” he clarified.

Oh

You put it together he assumed your home life wasn’t very good. Which technically it wasn’t, just not in the way he expected.

Obviously, you hadn’t alluded to anything else.

You nodded, barely mumbling another yeah, as to not embarrass yourself, though you could feel yourself getting there.

You leaned back against the metal shelf, tilting your head back and running your fingers by your scalp. 

You half smiled at him, afraid to look into his eyes for too long or you might get lost in them.

“You know you can stay with me if you want?”

“What?” you blurted.

“If yur really not feelin like… goin back tonight, you can crash at mine. I got plenty o’ room,” 

“Are you serious?”

“Course I am, I’m not an asshole,”

“Well…” you grinned and looked at him cheekily.

“Shush, I aint no fuckin asshole aright? I can be nice,” he expressed with his hands, signature of a pointed Richie opinion. 

“Yeah like now?” you joked, your arms hooked around your knees as you leaned forward again.

“You don’t have to come over if you don't wanna-”

“I do,”

Richie stopped and looked at you, surprised and… relieved by your answer?

“I do, want to,”

He opened his mouth to say something, but the longer he looked at you it seemed he couldn’t come up with anything. He smiled a little bit instead, a pleasant sight. His cheeks just a bit pink.

“Well, then we better get goin’, it’s ‘bouta be closing and I don’t recommend staying overtime,”

He popped up from the floor, lending his hand for you to grab and propel you up. 

“I already work overtime, Richie,” you reminded him as he brought you to your feet.

“Right uh, I really should get Carm to pay you more for that,”

“You should,” you said, nodding a bit and just barely smiling, it seemed to be something neither of you could stop doing.

“Consider it out of my paycheck. A little catch up in your check for this week. I’ll get Carm to fix it tomorrow, promise,”

You nodded, then looked down, grateful but also a bit guilty. Anything out of Richie's pocket could basically be considered right out of the restaurant. Richie seemed to catch your worried look.

“You ‘aright?” he let a hand rest on your shoulder, leaning over to get a look at you. 

You nodded, sheepishly, but Richie just held onto your other shoulder.

“You sure?” you made eye contact, and willed yourself to reassure him.

“Yeah,” you nodded, and he let go.

“Kay, let’s get outta here,” he sighed, opening the door to the giant fridge.

“I promise you won’t regret this. I've got a nice 50 inch flatscreen, the most shining bathroom you’ve ever seen, and a pretty damn good bed,” He said, his eyes bright still but his face smug, until he caught your expression and dropped his own.

“That’s not what I uh…,”

“What’s goin on here cuz?” Carmy rounded the corner,

“Nothin, we’re just headin out,”

“We?” He looked at Richie, incredulous.

“Y/n was uh-”

“I’m staying at Richie's tonight. Just a temporary thing, my parents are having some friends and relatives over right now and I’m not really into opening the can o’ worms that is my life and career at the family function,” you chuckled nervously. You thought of the lie quicker than you were proud of, but knew it might resonate with Carm.

“Yeah no, that's… fine. Yeah, I uh, I understand,” he paused, ”I get it,”

He looked you both up and down, and it was only then that you noticed you were standing so close together your arms were touching. In the time the conversation started, neither of you made an effort to move away from the other. 

His brows raised, “Have fun you two,” he smirked and turned to leave.

“Very funny, Carm. Fuck you too!” Richie called after him, 

“Hope your playdate goes well!” he called back, just barely audible.

“What a dick,” Richie mumbled.

Remove the word ‘play’ from that sentence and the prospect of your staying over completely changed. Though you wondered, if the word 'play' really insinuated anything else, if not… other activities that could happen at a potential hangout. Was the word ‘play’ in ‘playdate’ in the context of two adults being around one another really any more appropriate than just simply saying date?

“Don’t listen to him,” Richie assured you, blue eyes wide and totally in your face.

You snapped out of zoning out, eyes flitting from the spot on Richie's neck where they rested.

“Sure,” you said half mindlessly, nodding your head and scrunching your nose.

“We are just two coworkers, who are going to one person's apartment, where we will do regular coworker things,” Richie stressed, as you two made your way to the back door, expressing it all with his hands and arms.

“Mhm mhm,” you nodded your head again, walking quickly, but not forgetting to swipe your bag of stuff from off the floor by the lockers.

“Like… sleeping,” he exclaimed a little too loudly, and you both paused in the doorway as soon as he said it.

“That keeps coming out wrong, doesn’t it?” he looked down, and then up at you, smiling a little bit.

He needed to stop doing that, it was starting to become addicting to watch.

“Yeah, it does,” you said with a sympathetic look of worry and also amusement.

“Yeah,” he flattened his mouth, his hands landing on his hips.

“I think maybe you should just stop talking about it for a bit,” you suggested.

“Yeah you're right, you're right. It’s a little weird huh?” he looked side to side, then down at the ground again, scratching his neck.

“I mean, not weird. Just a little, odd,”

“Just a little?” he looked up, smile growing on his face and cheeks still very pink.

“Just a little!” you chimed, and it looked like his eyes were smiling before his lips could.

“Yeah… good on ya babe. I should keep my mouth shut more often”

“Maybe not, completely shut?”

“Ah,”

“But just… mostly, shut,” you let your mouth curl into a smile.

“Right. Like a ventriloquist,” he offered, smiling back, a bit bashful.

“Yes, like a ventriloquist. Exactly,” you grinned and rubbed the space between your brows, he laughed a little.

You laughed as well, just barely, air escaping your nose and mouth. You exhaled, and let your smile fade with his. You both paused, eyes meeting in the comforting silence. Richie's mouth parted, before he clicked his tongue.

“My uh, my car is just at the end of the lot,” he grinned, 

“Right yes, lets go to that,”

“As you wish,” he swayed his hand out in front of him.

You simply smiled, and walked past him down the step to outside. He stopped before he could even walk forward.

“Wait, hold up. I gotta get my jacket… I’ll be right back,”

“Yeah, sure,”

He turned towards the lockers but promptly turned right back around.

“Do you need anything? You got all your stuff?”

“Yep! It’s just my bag,”

“Okay, alright, cool,”

He disappeared down the hall, and you turned to face the cold, all too familiar with the chill on your skin. You watched your breath in the air, as you exhaled, trying to slow the rising tempo of your heart. You hoped Richie's place was warm. You hoped he was warm.

“Alright!” you jumped a bit, but met him with kind eyes.

“Let's get this show on the road,”

[melanatedeuph0ria]

my initial thoughts on the bear s3 (having only gotten to ep 5)

im not even mad ab the whole sydcarmy breakdown in s3 rn I’m just like disappointed because what the fuck man

I’m only on ep 5 and I’m not gonna lie to y’all if this was as good and actually interesting as season 2 I’d be eating it up and binging that shit as much as I did last year. Well now I rlly can’t because I just HAD to rewatch the show w my parents so now that means I have to wait until they’re in the mood to watch it to watch it with them so I don’t feel like I’m betraying them for watching episodes on my own (mostly my mom tbh) but like ts is NOT speaking to me man

like I NEVER use “man” at the end of my sentences like that only when I’m actually exasperated and fucking tired of the shit something or somebody is pulling

Like FROM WHAT IVE SEEN this season has only showed me that like OKAY I DONT HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THE FAKS IM JUST SEEING THEM WAY TOO FUCKING MUCH LIKE…WHY IS JOHN CENA HERE STOP TRYING TO MAKE SHIT INTERESTING BY INSERTING RANDOM FUCKING CELEBRITIES INTO YO SHIT FIRST OF ALL

SECONDLY I’m pissed with how CARMY IS TREATING MY BEAUTIFUL BLACK QUEEN PRINCESS DUCHESS SYDNEY

Like what happened man 😕

It was legitimately going so so so SO WELL IN SEASON TWO

LIKE I HAD HOPE INDISPUTABLE HOPE ABOUT THEM GETTING TOGETHER

LIKE HUH

but then this WHITE MAN has the nerve to treat her like GARBAGE

FIRST FROM GETTING INTO A FIGHT WITH RICHIE FOR NO FUCKING REASON CAUSING RICHIE TO FALL OVER AND SPILL ALL OF THE HARD EXPO ORDER WORK SYDNEY WAS WORKING ON

LIKE I WOULD HAVE BEEN GONE BYE RESTAURANT WITH NO FUCKING SIGN ON THE FRONT LIKE WHO DO YALL THINK YALL AREEE

ALSO I FIND IT DISRESPECTFUL AS HELL

DISRESPECTFUL THAT THIS NIGGA IS ASKING HER “WHAT DO I DO WITH CLAIRE???” LIKE LMAO WHY NOBODY GIVE A FUCK

I THINK IM MOVING TO THE SIDE OF THE ARGUMENT THAT SYDNEY DESERVES BETTER THAN THIS MAN

AND I WIULDVE THOUGHT HE WOULDVE BEEN AT LEAST A LITTLE, MAYBE A LITTLE MORE GENTLRR WITH HER DURING COOKING TOME OR WHAGEVER TF BUT HE STILL JUST AS GORDON RAMSAY-ISH WITH HER LIKE WITH ANYONE

WTF DID WE DO STORER

LIKE WHY R U BEING A BITCH ABOUT SYDCARMY SHIPPERS LIKE U JUST PUT A BIG ASS HOLE IN THEIR WHOLE RELATIONSHIP

LIKE OKAY THEY DONT HAVE TO GET TOGEHRHER WHATEVER IF THEY DONT ILL STILL BE PISSED BUT WHATEVER

BUT I FEEL LIKE

UGH IDK

I CAME TO SEE A LIL ROMANCE THE NITTY GRITTY. LIKE EW HOW THE HELL ARE YALL GOING TO BE SHOWING CLAIRE AND CARMY KISSING IN THE DARK LIKE I DONT CARE WHAT TYPE OF WORK SHE DOES I DONT GAF AB WHAT SHE DO FOR WORK LIKE I APPRECIATE HER BEING A NICE PERSON TO THESE KIDS AND STUFF BUT CMON

CARMY AINT CALL HER NOT ONCE THIS WHOLE TIME IVE BEEN WATCHING

RICHIE IS THE ONLY ONE IM FR INTERESTED IN MARCUS TOO BECAUSE HE TRYNA DO SOME EXPERIMENTAL SHIT OUTSIDE OF THIS STRSSSFUL ASS ENVIRONMENT

AND SINCE WHEN DID THEY STILL OPERATE THE BEEF?!? I THOUGHT THEY CLOSED THAT SINCE WHRN IS A BRANCH OF THAT STILL OPERATING AND WHY IS ONLY EBRA IN CHARGE?!?

I THOUGHT THEY BUILT OVER THE RESTAURANT AND TURNED IT INTO WHATEVER THE FUCK IT IS NOW I MIGHTA MISSED A PLOT POINT BUT I DONT REMEMBER THAT EVEN BEING SAID

ALSO WHI IS THAT MAN WHO WALTZED INTO THE BEAR REASTUARSNT AND WAS TALKING W CARMY AS HE WAS CUTTING SOME SHIT AND WHO ALSO WAS AT THE WINDOW OF THE BEEF LIKE WHO ARE YOU HO LIKE R U A FAK OR WHAT BITCH

CARMY IS JUST TOO SAME OLD SAME OLD FOR ME LIKE CAN WE PLEASE CHANGE FOR ONCE IN OUR LIVES

LIKE I UNDERSTAND RICHIE ON THE FIRST EP LIKE WHAT THE FUCK DO U MEAN UR SORRY WHEN U LITERALLY CALLED ME A LEECH FOR WANTING TO BE INCLUDED IN THIS FAMILY BECAUSE HE DOESNT HAVE ONE TO RLLY CALL HIS OWN?!?!? LIKE CARMY CAN YOU CHILL OUT THIS MAN ACTUALLY LOVES YOU NO PAWSE

from what I’ve watched already its okay NOT TO SAY THE ACTORS ARE BECAUSE THE ACTORS DID AN INCREDIBLE PERFOMANCE AS USUAL LIKE THEIR SKILLS ARE STILL GREAT BUT I DONT LIKE WHAT THEY HAVE YALL DOIN WITH THAT AND ITS PISSING ME AWFF DONT PMOOOOO

ALSO IS IT JUST ME OR DO I FEEL LIKE THE BLACK CHARACTERS ARENT GETTING SHIT THIS SEASON

LIKE MARCUS AND TINA..OKAY OKAY THEY GOT THEY LIL EPISODES

BUT WHAT AB NOW IN THE PRESENT

I THINK WHO IM MAINLY TALKING AB IS SYD, EBRA, AND GARY I DAMN NEAR FORGOT HIS NAME BECAUSE WE NEVER EVER EVERRRR SEE HIM. EVER.

LIKE I ACTUALLY LIKE HIS CHARACTER I WANT TO SEE MORE OF HIM HE SEEMS COOL

okay main points:

* syd deserves better

* syd needs to stop being a lil mean to her dad idk I might be soft but like (it HAD to be said cs why r u being so rude to him for having genuine concerns about this murky ass apartment u finna dig into yo pockets to pay for?? ALSO this sussy ass partnership w this man liiiiiioke…)

* they seemed to care more ab carmys failing and anticlimactic relationship with claire than marcus’s late mother (ALSO I couldn’t help but notice SYDNEY was the only one, THE ONLY ONE who came to support this man as they were cleaning his mom’s hospice equipment out of his house…LIKE YALL HAVE NOTHING TO DO COME HELP??? like okay they came to his funeral which I appreciate y’know but still that part irks me)

* ts feels like filler at its finest somebody already said that but I felt like it had to be restated, like if CLAIRE YO

* IF CLAIRE IS THE MAIN DAMN PLOT POINT FOR THIS NIGGA CARMY RN AND IS THE ONE DRIVING HIM TO DO ALL THIS CRAZY NONNEGOTIABLE SHIT TO GET HIS MIND OFF OF IT IM DONE

* okay I’m done thank y’all for listening

* also I’m writing this on my notes app so I just copied it over

*ok bye y’all ty for listening !!! :3

UPDATE: I just read a few posts on here giving different perspectives and now I feel like I might’ve missed some stuff 😭

like maybe this is just setting it up to LOOK LIKE syd and carmy aren’t ever happening just to make season 4 and have them

idk how to even end that sentence

[spywhitney]

Thoughts on ships in The Bear

Sydcarmy (Sydney x Carmy)

I filtered out the tag weeks ago and I haven't undone it yet 💀.

98% of posts on my page in the last 6 months or so is to do with this ship- I've had a lot of thoughts about it.

S3 soured my opinion on it, and I've seen some eyebrow raising opinions emerge after s3 that are kind of wild, but sobering I guess?

But unfortunately I've hyperfixated on this ship now so I won't let go until it's over. So yikes for me I guess.

Like I've invested so much attention to it and the odds are looking terrible, but I hope it works out anyway?!?!

Sydrichie (Sydney x Richie)

It's the older man/younger woman trope. That's all it takes for me lol.

I read these fics when I'm tired of the above ship lowkey.

Their dynamic is so interesting to me.

If there weren't so many ****** **** ball sucking/suit licking on Richie while simultaneously trashing on Syd I'd like it a lot more (probably).

I was going to say how Richie treated Syd in s1 is what turns me off too, but I ship Syd with Carmen so, welp.

If they got together it would piss so many people off. Like the hater in me is cry-laughing thinking about how upset certain people would be lmao.

Wish we saw more of them in s3, it would've made so much sense too.

Sydmarcus (Sydney x Marcus)

Um, are the sydmarcus shippers even alive?

Y'all were done dirty. Y'all didn't deserve that man.

I never got the impression Syd liked Marcus however, but still.

If she did, they would've been so cute, like omg.

Marcus has had Syd's back the most and is arguably the only friend she has.

He treats her like a friend/overtly asked her out as more than a friend too etc etc.

The fact Syd didn't even acknowledge the fact Marcus made a dessert and named it after her is wild though.

Their dynamic has a healthy balance of reciprocation, exercised respect and care.

Obviously there are some that insist they should('ve) got together because they don't want sydcarmy which is ridiculous.

Then there's the "Syd deserves better" crowd which while I understand and somewhat agree, I also believe people choose what they deserve, so that's her business lowkey.

Saying all that I'd be all over Marcus. He's passionate, fine as hell and he's super chill?! Already climbing that man personally.

Claircarmy (Claire x Carmy)

I don't care about Claire, so it's hard to care about the relationship.

As much as the Claire hate is entertaining to me (and very valid points have been made about her), I'm pretty neutral on her for the most part.

I will say, the fact that their relationship has been shown to be perfect up until the s2 finale and Carmy calling her a waste of time was all it took for her to walk away is hilarious.

Like, if you can't deal with Carmy saying one mean thing about you, you're not ready to be with him girl lol (especially when compared with--)

The show pushes this a lot so if they're endgame fine, I just want that plot point to be done my goodness.

Carmrich (Carmy x Richie)

I've read a couple of fics and woah?

I like this quite a bit.

Their dynamic is so engaging in the fics I've read.

I almost feel like I don't appreciate their relationship enough in the show.

Sydluca (Sydney x Luca)

Kind of yummy if it was endgame, eh if otherwise.

I'm being dramatic, see my post here for more context.

The actor is british so maybe my bias is showing with this ship ngl.

He's one of the few actors I recognised also.

They look kind of cute, or whatever.

Fak x Richie

They have moments for sure.

I get it.

Marcus x Luca

I never saw this honestly.

To me, it was feel-good to just see a black man eagerly learning in a healthy environment.

I want Marcus for me though, like I said so lol.

Nat x Pete

They're canon.

They go well together, though I will say I don't have a strong opinion on them.

I guess since we don't see any significant conflict with them/they're very stable there's not a lot of emotional weight?

Nat x Richie

I felt some vibes here and there, you know?

They're sweet.

Richie x Jess

It would make sense as a part of Richie's arc.

Funny how some people that ship them based on a couple of looks hate sydcarmy with 3 seasons worth of interactions though.

Michael x Richie

I feel like I'd like this like camrich, but also it might break my heart, so idk if I want to see what's up.

Marcus x Chester

Chester was chill, shame he only got two seconds in s3.

Knowing Marcus had someone outside the restaurant who's supportive was comforting.

Tina x David

They were adorable in "napkins".

Makes sense they're married irl.

Tina x Michael

Felt a vibe for a split second when she talked about him in s1 ngl.

If she didn't have a husband atp--

Sydney x Claire

I think I saw a fic with this on ao3. Don't care about Claire, so you know.

Richie x Tiff

Clearly there's still love there, shame with what happened to them.

Carmy x Luca

I don't see why not.

Carmy x Chef David

😳 I mean, I get the appeal but in the context of the show, yikes. (Not that I haven't shipping something "worse").

[carmenized-onions]

Okay so I loved the last chapter (I was speechless)

The one before this I'd vented in the comments but now I'm like okay fine I'll do it is your asks AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Black turtleneck, blue pants— To match the stupid fucking Executive Chef’s eyes, or whatever, shut up! The pants are not actually that bright, but you think they’d still pair well with Carmen.

SO CUTE I MEAN 😭

Yeah, fuck it, hard launch this situationship. You toss it over your shoulders. Okay, okay, one last last final fit check. Hm. Yeah, you’ve definitely gotta put the necklace away. You kiss the plastic pendant for good luck, before tucking it under your shirt. Not ready for that story, just yet. You will be, eventually. But you certainly don’t want Carmen to notice and ask about it. Soon, though. You will, soon.

AHHHHYH (CAUSE JACKET) AHHHHHHHH (PENDANT)

Alright, you know it’s not the shoes you’re worried about. Just get out the door, Chip. It’s gonna be fine, Chip. Dinner’s gonna be good, and normal, actually, because two people having their first real one-on-one conversation after their mutual best friend killed himself just under a year ago is historically always super calm and chill and normal, actually. That’s how that works. It’s not gonna be tense, at all.

Not tense at all :)

Syd puts a hand over her mouth, heavy exhale of laughter still escaping through her nose. Schadenfreude.

Okay I laughed for two reasons

1. I love Syd

2. She voices Envy in inside out and they were going to add a character named Schadenfreude who was going to have a German accent and chuckle (of course you know the meaning so I won't explain why chuckle lol)

“Don’t talk about your sex life like it’s a restaurant.” He waves his hand in the air, immediately regretting asking. Listen, it was just the first metaphor on the brain.

RICHIE ITS FUNNY YOU ASKED

Doesn’t make you a fan of the slicked-back hair look, though. That’s what made you yell— Like when a dog or a baby doesn’t recognize their parent. Like when Mikey shaved for the first time after you met him, and you considered him completely unrecognizable. You practically ignored him until some stubble came in. What did he expect?

Good. Mikey with beard >>>>>

Ew slicked back hair

You also just don’t like it. Clean-Shaved Mikey nor Hair-Gel Carmen. The pomade is overpowering your shampoo, and now he doesn’t smell like you. Doesn’t smell like him. His curls are all gone— Man, his pattern was just starting to revive, too. He looks just too clean, too cookie-cutter, too… Someone else. He just doesn’t look like— “No, Bear, you look good— I just— You look— Don’t look like the Carmy I’m used to, is all.”

He doesn't smell like you was so AHHHHGG

Doesn't look like "my carmy"😭

Who are you to tell him what he looks like? You don’t know why, but the energy today is just making you feel like… You’re intruding, you’re stepping in on a space that has nothing to do with you, but that couldn’t be further from the truth, right?

I WAS SO SCARED

“You’re certainly trying—” “You’re fucking this up tremendously.” At least Richie is honest, and usually you are too, but, when it comes to a trainwreck, you’ve gotta tell the train they’re doing a great job. You just can’t bear to let it know it’s on fire.

Yes you do 😭💀😂

When your glass of water starts to overflow, you take the pitcher from Fak’s hand so he can’t keep overpouring it in his fugue state. Jesus Christ, what happened in the kitchen? Who died? Actually, probably don’t joke about that.

Mikey.

Richie looks to you, letting you make the call, here. You look at him and sigh, your plan has been utterly ruined, your speech— Dashed. He adds. “Intermission?”

This is sweet

Carmen stops short of his aggression, when he sees you. You can’t tell if you like that. You’re pretty sure you don’t. What’s that stupid idiom? Mean to the world, good to your girl? Don’t like that. Don’t like two faces. Don’t like the shade on the old sandwiches— Mikey’s sandwiches, either.

I hate the mean to the world good to your girl thing like you can't ever tell who the person is

“Oh.” You take a beat, then remember this is what your job is, “Oh!” You feel around the pockets of your pants. Should’ve expected to bring a screwdriver, at the very least, it’s The Bear. Get with the program. The tools are in your car, to be fair, but for a quick simple check-up—

ITS THE BEAR CARRY A SCREWDRIVER SHIT IS ALWAYS BROKEN 😂

Jealous, is he? Oh, that’s cute. That’s very cute. He’s the one that said he wanted to host— Whatever, no time to tease or bicker, you’re pulling the oven out, trying to lift as much as possible with Syd’s help, to keep from scrapping tile, but it’s inevitable.

I laughed so fucking hard

“I already know what’s wrong with the oven.” You pull out your wallet, flitting through the bill fold with your fingers— You keep band-aids there, in case of emergency, because of course you do. Syd tries to tug her hand away, again. Her blood is rubbing onto your fingers. It’s not a big cut, but it’s enough. You can’t help remember the ye old days of you as teens, hearing about the concept of blood brothers for the first time, and genuinely considering going through with it. Funny what time does. Funny who it brings back.

Microwave expert Tony

“The Miles Morales feels racially targeted.”

I love Syd

“Love you, Inky.” Oh my God. Chippy’s a flashback, Inky is like a history textbook.

This is so so cute

“Love ya, Squid.”

I need a back story!!!!

You should put oven expert on your business cards, when you eventually get to making new business cards. This is like, the third oven fix you’ve done in two weeks? And you just changed a thermocouple a few days ago! It takes you maybe five minutes tops, to switch the old wire for the good one.

GO TONY EXPERT

When you push the stove back against the wall and test the burners— It works, thank God. You might’ve hyped yourself up a little too much before even checking that. Once you do, though, before even saying it’s fixed, Syd violently shakes your left shoulder, as a point of approval. Tina, on your right, slaps you on the back several times as her vow of praise, too. This is like riding a roller-coaster, and not in a good way.  

PRIDE

You nod back, happy. You don’t wait for him to change his mind. You take one quick overview of their wine rack, noting what they do and don’t have, and then you’re off, out the door, to the front of house, to a warzone.

I love this so much (I probably had more thoughts as to why I copied this bit but I think I've forgotten the aggression)

The motherfucker at Booth Twelve sticks out like a sore thumb. There’s something about the aura he radiates, that tells you immediately that it’s him, despite not knowing his face or name. Bet it’s fucking Tony, somehow.

LMAO

He’s doing his best to peer into the kitchen window without being obvious about it, which, he’s currently failing at that. Richie sat his party in a good booth, it’s just the worst booth for a good view of the kitchen. Smart. This guy is an asshole, and it’s clear from his stupid equally punchable looking friends, that he’s doing all of this on purpose.

LOVE RICHIE

The big party, unexpected. The him, unexpected. The asking for a wine menu. He wants you all off guard, he wants Carmen off-guard, he wants Carmen’s breath to hitch, he wants Carmen to sweat, and most importantly, he wants to watch.

No but fr what an asshole

You stand in front of his view, on purpose. “Hi, pleasure to serve you lovely people tonight, I’m—” No shot you’re giving this guy your real name. “—Jack, I’m your sommelier. I heard you wanted to look over a wine menu?”

The Tony to Jack pipeline is real

“Well, actually, we don’t carry a wine menu because we at The Bear believe in a personally curated dining experience.” You don’t miss a beat, you don’t hitch, he hates this and you can tell. “I like to think that I’m your wine menu, flip through me at your leisure.”

THATS SUCH A LINE

Your eyes crinkle, as you do an expert customer service smile. This stupid fucking table laughs at the lukewarm joke, he just smirks, because rich men don’t have time for laughter. So, their cronies do it for them.

I love tony

Oh, that’s the one Carmen made for you, weeks back, you know that one. “Ah, one of my personal favourites. I’d recommend a young Pinot Grigio, maybe a 2006 Gravner?” How the fuck did you remember that? Doesn’t matter. What matters is this motherfucker is not getting under your skin.

YES GO TONY

“We have a fantastic Barolo Brunate to pair with that, Giuseppe Rinaldi 2019.” You have no idea if it’s fantastic. Who fucking cares. It’s expensive, you know that much. You only bothered to review the top rack.

YES AGAIN MAKE THE ASSHOLES SPEND

It does not end there. No, why would it? No, he and his compatriots go about naming every single fucking thing on the menu, asking you to pair it. And not to toot your own horn too much, but this is, really, the one job you feel the most trained to do. All those games with Syd, all those men at Eden’s, all the parts and tools and forty different types of wrenches you have to keep track of and memorized as a repairman— Your brain is trained for this. This isn’t easy for you, sure— But you are maybe more equipped for this than any other person you could possibly think of. Good think you don’t have to think of people, you have to think of wines.

I LOVE HER

But seriously the level of asshole

“I want him dead.”

Truth (let's kill him)

He daps you up, it is difficult to hide your pride. “That’s my fuckin’ Chippy!”

YES MAKE RICH ASSHOLES SPEND MONEY

“You didn’t see it?!” Carmen’s always liked it, when the two of you speak in unison. Carmen hates it, when you and Richie speak in unison. “You’d love it, Carm.”

JELLY

Despite the fact that both of you are just as nice as the other… This fucking guy is absolutely giving Richie more attitude, in comparison to you. You have a feeling the only reason he didn’t shut you down earlier with the menu is because you’re a hostess. Yeuch. Gross man senses are tingling, but maybe it’s just you.

Ew

Richie whispers to you, when you’re walking back to the kitchen, “He’s a fuckin’ creep, eh?”

Yikes 😭😭😭😭 men noticing it

You open the card, flitting vision between the dish, the note, and Carmen. Digesting the recipe he’s written for you and your eyes, only. He knew he wouldn’t have time to explain it verbally, so he wrote it down for you. You could throw up, honestly.

I could cry honestly (I was puking my guts out the night I read this)

…Did you just think love?

NO STOP

You already made your decision, when you saw the plate. When you read the note. When you saw the frantic scribbles at Carmen’s station, loose pieces of paper everywhere, all crumpled. He can’t come up with shit for the man in his head. You already made your decision, when the four other plates showed up on expo for his table, and all that’s left is the surprise dish, for The Man.

I cried so hard PLEASE NO TONY

You will not be eating the most perfect, most complex, most personal, most thoughtful thing anyone has ever made for you. The man out front, the man in Carmen’s head, will.

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Syd was, though. She looks like a puppy watching another puppy get kicked. You swallow the feeling down, ignoring her stare. You don’t need to reread the card, it’ll stick in your head, for the rest of your life.

Plus she's got those big eyes so I bet she looks like a puppy 😭

“Lamb saddle, roasted, pink. Aigre-doux eggplant, means sour sweet sauce, with lamb confit, fresh spring garlic, Montmorency sauce— It’s a dark red cherry sauce, topped with cherries and baby basil.”

😭😭😭😭

You wouldn’t know any of the French terms, if they weren’t defined for you in the margins. There’s a parenthetical, next to the lamb— Mentioning that it’s roasted, explaining why saddle is a superior cut of lamb, noting why it’s best served pink— Mentioning that it’s similar to pork. Your favourite. There’re exclamation points next to the cherry additions, because it’s your favourite Italian ice flavour. They need to be emphasized, in the recipe. There’s another parenthetical, next to baby basil, ‘(yours)’. It’s your basil, from your balcony to his, now to his kitchen, now to your plate.

I COULD SOB REALLY

THE BASIL THE CARE

But he is. It hurts, because he is. Carmen is still under him, and so, you, being by his side, are under him too. You know you made the right call, giving the plate up, but the meaning behind it all hurts insurmountably.

😭

“Heard, Chef?” The crowd is confused but they’re not gonna stop you.

I laughed so fucking hard

Syd eyes you, on the sidelines, perplexed. You shrug, “You and Carmen are not the first people that tried to get this fuckin’ kitchen in order, check yourself.”

😂💀

You didn’t do all the French bullshit, but some days at The Beef definitely ran better when they had a former Lead EMT barking at them— With love, though. Always with love. Syd just laughs, shaking her head. It’s a delight, to always be learning new things about you. How overarching your handful of talents are. You really are a Jack of All Trades.

AWESOME

“Just, just kinda… Made fun ‘a—” Richie pauses, clearing his throat. “He made fun of my voice. To his fuckin’ friends. Called me unprofessional, said the suit’s prol— Probably a knock-off— Which, it is, but—”

DON'T BE MEAN TO RICHIE YOU'LL CATCH THESE HANDS

“I’ve been reading her Frog and Toad, almost every night, by the way, Mickey loves it.”

UM??????????

But there’s a handful of film photos with the two of you— Just the two of you— Richie’s in one or two, but it’s mostly just you and Michael. His arm, over your shoulder, in again, most of them. Mikey looks non-plussed in half of them. You’re always holding some sort of cupcake or cake, in all of them, and there’s always a numbered candle, being blown out. There’re a couple different times there’s a One candle, a few Twos, only one Three.

EXPLAIN

Carmen is going to fucking throw up. Why are there multiple ones? One week-iversary? One month-iversary? He has never imagined his brother to be some fucking sap sentimentalist, and it’s making his skin crawl. You dated his fucking brother? He is just a fucking gap filler, he is.

NO NO NO NO NO

I dont believe they dated at all

Max they kissed and it was one of those ewwww type kisses like kissed sure but there were no feelings so laughing it off and continuing to be best friends

You fucking trusted him with your credit score— You loved Mikey enough to ruin your life— You wanted to go under together. That’s what you fucking wrote, isn’t it?

Omg😭

I love mikey so much

Every fear Carmen ever had is more than affirmed. He is here to fill a void, he’s here because his brother isn’t. He is nothing but a series of stories his brother has told you, to you. Nothing but another Berzatto man that you desperately try to rehabilitate and fix and inevitably fail with, because they’re all fucking hopeless, before moving onto the next.

NO NO CARMY NO

Oh, so it’s a fucking Beef thing, too? That’s so fucking cute. It’s so cute, how you’re everywhere, in everything. It’s so goddamn tender how he finds you carved into tables, finds you in filing cabinets, finds you under his booths, finds you in his walk-in, finds you in his shower caddy each morning, finds you on his balcony in a plant pot, finds you in his fridge in a spray bottle, finds you with Syd, finds you with Richie, finds you with Tina, Marcus, Jimmy, Mikey.

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Carmen Berzatto doesn't need anyone to ruin his own life except for him. He'll prove it.

CARMY NO WDYM

I do love this--- I will say, i promise I will always remember the context LMAO you don't have to copy the whole paragraph, but it's cute, i just feel bad clogging people's feeds AH

Thank you for being made speechless.

Always love making Tony's fits. Base them on my own, half the time. Turtleneck + palazzo goes HARD dude. Also his eyes or wtv.

Secretpendantsecretpendantsecretpendant

not tense at all.

I did completely forget Ayo voices Envy, but that is very fun in retrospect. Is that movie out yet? Cried like a motherfucker watching the first inside out, if they let me down i'll sue pixar

IF YOU ASK YOU GET AN ANSWER RICHIE!!

Genuinely, watching the S3 trailer and seeing Mikey no Beard just made him fully just Jon Bernthal to me and not the character he's portraying and I went WHAT THE FUCK IS JON BERNTHAL DOING HERE?

Slick back sucks. Burn it. I've gelled my hair back before, it just don't feel good. don't smell good neither DONT SMELL LIKE YOU!! dont look like her carmy!!

I do not think Claire is a great character for Carmen in the first place, but I also do think the way he acts like a completely different fucking person around his partner was SUCH a sign that that shit was not gonna work. NO FAKERS CARM!!!

I said before, I'll say it again, Fak, where are you. Mil for Mil this time bro. SQUARE UP!!!!

.....Microwave? let me make fun of you let me do it it's only fair i'm sorry

Can you tell me they WEREN'T targeted band-aids? Yes I know it's hard to see through the parchment, what's that got to do with anything.

The Squid/Ink backstory is so boring I promise it's essentially the same back story as me and my real life Cyd. You'll see.

Just yelling pride during pride month for the Syd Tina Tony moment did make me think you were decreeing all of them gay. And you know what. Why not.

I would like to state for the record, it's more like Jack to Tony-- Jack's the first nickname she was ever given. It's honestly more like Jack to Inky to Chip to Tony pipeline.... no one cares about this---

I'm glad the lines I intentionally write to be like mid like the flip through me still come off as very cool. Thats nice.

But yes yes yes, tony's a good egg when it comes to biting her tongue around these mfs

If Carmen just saw ratatouille he wouldnt need to be jealous frfr

gross man just dropped! GET HIM!!!

SORRY, YOU DON'T WANT ME TO SAY LOVE IN A ROMANTIC FIC? No problem. Let me just take it out for ya,,,, Ya want a pizza with nothin!!!

I wonder if anyone cried in the literal tears sense, reading this chapter. I don't think I got all the way there, yet. I don't know if that dog is in me or my writing. Though I try.

Syd's got probably the most shattering puppy dog eyes frfr. So much care in that dish. AGAIN THANK YOU LE PAVILLION I STOLE IT FROM THEM

AND THE CROWD GOES CONFUSED!!! But really Tony is a fixer and an emt, I can only imagine how much watching the way Mikey led stressed her the FUCK out she had to take a shift

I DIDN'T DO SHIT TO RICHIE THE GUY DID I JUST WROTE IT MAN OKAY

I will clarify: Frog and Toad, fully Nat saying that in the background. I simply did not make that clear enough apparently lmao.

I will also not explain any of the other stuff, though. TOUGH! (soon though, soon)

GIRL WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK HE MEANS HE'S GONNA NUKE US ALL !!!!!

thank you for enjoying the chapter <3

[goddesspharo]

wip birds: 🦃 🦉

[WIP bird ask game!]

🦃 a big, meaty quote

From the Top Gun: Maverick boxing AU:

"That's the beauty of this arrangement," she reminds him. "You don't need to crack a code to get in my pants." He flashes the bird at her, which is how she knows that he's not terribly offended. In Natasha's defense, she does mean it as a good thing. Romantic relationships are a lot of effort for very little payoff. There are probably actuarial tables about the years of productivity lost to the dating scene with only mediocre conversation and disappointing sex to show for it. But with this, she gets to have great sex without feigning an interest in Jake's favorite football team or brand of protein powder. If anything, he's the shortsighted one for not seeing that this is all upside. Of course, when she tells him all that, Jake looks so betrayed that she might as well have told him that she didn't find Rocky to be all that inspirational.

🦉 a clever quote

From The Bear WIP. Is it clever or do I just crack myself up? (...You know it's the latter.)

Now, Carmy beckons Richie to let him have it. "Go ahead, cousin. I can handle it." "I said nothing," Richie replies with his hands in the air even though he desperately wants to give his mostly unsolicited opinion about how they're absolutely going to lose the farm on this, which sucks because Richie is not employable in any other capacity that probably doesn't involve selling hot merch out of his trunk. Carmy raises an eyebrow like he's a little impressed by this new chill iteration of Richie who doesn't take the bait when Fak tries to goad him into saying something and Richie replies all Zen with shit like, "I'm reassessing the weight attached to my value traps, Neil." "That's a lot of words to say nothing, Richard," Tina marvels with a grin. "Ah yes, the white man's way," Ebra offers sagely. "This is why there are so many lessons on the Duolingo."

[1d1195]

WHY IS HE LIKE THAT OMG THAT IS TORTURE😭 A girl can only have so much patience! Yes! That line about the Faks was everything! So subtle yet so perfect! Truly did not expect them to go to the hospital like that but it’s so them lol

Men are whiny! But yeah essentially i know what you mean lol 

I'm SO glad meeting up with your high school friend went well! And I hope the one you met up with Monday night went just as well!! Of course I will be sending the best vibes for you bestie when you're with your family because we all know family stuff is so 😭 BUT YES GET THOSE DEALS!! And I think Target has a 20% thing for teachers and students for this week! Is there any book(s) you're excited to read?

We saw the movie “I USed To Be Funny” and “Sam” was the main character so she wasn’t 100% perfect BUT it really makes sense for the plot! It’s not an easy watch since it deals with sensitive topics but it’s not horrible lol Overall she wasn’t a horrible character lol I can only imagine having such shit representation of Sam/Samantha’s! It must be so tiring lol I cannot lie I have disliked Sam/Samanth’s in shows before and irl lol Like I love trash reality tv so Jersey Shore is one of my faves and there's a girl named Sam on there and ngl Im a hater lol

Anyways!! MOST PART TWO OMG SAM 😭 I was so hoping( me being delusional) that they would make up before they started college but alas I was wrong lol But once again I LOVE it for the plot! Idk where to start bestie because it was so good! I loved how long it was and it truly did NOT feel like it was too much! Loved getting to know some backstory for both of their characters! Knowing how both of them were so SAD and hollow without each other was just so hard to read only because it’s just so heartbreaking to see two soul mates being apart 😭 Especially that part with the two little kids like you were breaking ME! But them both saying that they are TAKEN?!😭 hello?!? Now that is so heartbreaking but kinda heartwarming at the same since they truly own each other's hearts😭 also loved that the MC has Addie! She truly needed her! And Carter is so sweet omg! But now…. dare I say I was so annoyed that yet again Lauren was even remotely near harry! And my man is seriously going out his way to see her?! Like i know he’s reaching because he wants to somewhat be close with the MC BUT IF HE ONLY KNEW THAT LAUREN PLANTED THAT EVIL SEED😭I truly wonder if he ever will find out lol BUT OMG I'M EXCITED TO SEE WHY IS HE BACK IN TOWN??? HOW DOES SHE FEEL SEEING HARRY AGAIN??! Many questions lol but you did so amazing Sam! It was so perfect! 

Sending all the love Sam! Hope the week is going so smoothly! Love you lots!-💜

Okay side note i forgot to mention that piece jump… bestie your mind is just amazing! Truly like that alone could is already so GOOD literal chills!!

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I saw a post that said having a bf is like having a dumb son 💀 I'm just going to leave that there to resonate with everyone 😭 WE FINISHED THE SEASON THOUGH 🎉 I'm def not a S3 fan but I get what they were trying to do. It was a cool season but I feel like overall the pieces didn't perfectly fit together like in a overarching storyline. My bf and I discussed how many seasons we think it's going to be. I'm very much a proponent of don't ruin a show by doing more just because so I'm hoping that tbh it should only be 4. I think that would wrap up things nicely. But he thinks it'll be 5 (which I COULD let slide) or even 6 (which honestly I'll riot). I can't watch Carmy be a dumbass for three more seasons. So intriguing either way though. Very curious to see where it leads!

I had a great time with my friend on Monday as well! Still lowkey dreading the family stuff but trying to be positive. Gotta pack for a long weekend to stay with them. i feel like i bring my whole wardrobe when I visit in the summer because the weather is so unpredictable and I sweat through 20 outfits a day.

YES Target Circle is there for teachers between now and Aug 24. So I have to fill up my cart strategically and figure out what I need. Which means I need to go to my classroom and set stuff up so I can see what I need.

BOOKS. Lord, like all 20 I keep buying. I just got Kate Quinn's new novel. I'm fairly certain I've mentioned her 1000 times on here so I'm VERY excited to dive in on that. I also have The Lioness of Boston and tbh no idea what it's about but I'm a big fan of Boston. I was actually just thinking I have to update the book rec list I have because I thought of like three more books that I LOVED so much but I've let others borrowed them and I haven't gotten them back to look at on my shelf so I FORGOT completely. But I'm also looking to read this never ending pile I've accumulated. Even though I'm doing much better than I was at the beginning of the month I can't really get my brain to read still. But I'm supplementing by binging TV and writing hehehe

Hmm! I will probs give it a watch when it comes out on a streaming service hehehe. In def piqued my interest! Sammi on the Jersey Shore was throughout the first couple years of when I was in high school so it wasn't enjoyable 😭

Sad and hollow is a great way to describe them! I might steal that! Very glad it didn't feel too long! Like it wasn't dragging. I feel like sometimes i just add stuff that pops into my head and I never know if it's really going to enhance what I'm getting at (my bf reminded me of that for chapters in the personal writing workshop he's been giving me that there is no such thing as filler chapters 🙄) But anyway! You know I love to write about little kids and thought it would be a fun little analogy hehehe She did need Addie! And Carter! I almost didn't give her anybody and was just going to make her alone AF. But I changed my mind, I wanted her to have somebody. Harry's got a whole team with their friend group so she needed someone! Everyone who's been reading HATES Lauren so you're not alone. I just like to be dramatic. I hope he figures out she's a bitch 😅👀 Very glad you liked the Jump part too! I was a bit nervous about it being extra or whatever so I'm glad it was nice 😅😅

I think part 3 will answer all your questions! 💕😉 thank you so much for reading as always 💕 Hope you have a great rest of your week and a fun weekend planned!

xoxo

[bunnirs]

Scarlet Crossroads:

Chapter One: 113

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Running away was almost second nature to you by now.

Maybe running was a harsher word than what was needed. Well, for better word, avoiding seemed to fit your situation better. You didn’t run because you were scared, no, you had nothing to be scared of. You just didn’t like to take responsibility over the fact that you were a monster.

It was no secret that you were dangerous. You walked around with your head held low, your expression hidden from everyone. They couldn’t tell what the hell you were thinking, but your aura gave them a hint, and they didn’t want to know.

Your aura was immense. Almost suffocating to those who got too close. Your hair was kept behind a bandanna, seeing as even the slightest strand would distract you. You wanted complete control over your body, and getting aggravated over one tiny baby hair seemed a bit much.

You could say the bandanna was kin to one that one of your ‘partners’ had, though you didn’t like to admit it. In fact, anything that reminded you of them seemed to set you in a bad mood.

As if your thoughts betrayed you, that was the only thing you could think about.

The Phantom Troupe were people you had known since birth. They stood in as the family you never had. In a way, you even had a brother, who just happened to be the leader of said troupe. To your relief, you weren’t blood related, but blood never really mattered between the troupe. You all were stuck together. Like glue.

You felt a large amount of guilt over the subject. They gave you everything, and yet, you couldn’t stand to be near them. You never had the freedom you wished for. They always stuck to you like dogs, their attention almost unbearable.

Chrollo Lucilfer was to blame for this. Your brother, the infamous leader of the Spiders, seemed to think you couldn’t handle yourself. In all honesty, you could. You had one of the strongest abilities compared to those of the troupe, and since you weren’t a member, they seemed to trap you inside their web. They used you for missions sometimes, finding your power quite fitting. You hated it. You weren’t some pet for them to use.

They liked to say you had a rebellious streak. You’d leave, they’d send someone after you, and you’d come home. You were nothing but a rebellious teenager in their minds.. and it pissed you off.

You couldn’t stay mad at them though. You were the youngest, and happened to be their boss's little sister. They worried and cared for you, that much was obvious. But them treating you like a baby? That got old quick.

You didn’t want to be seen as a child. You wanted to be seen as an equal. You were just as strong, just as dangerous, but they didn’t seem to notice. No, they just didn’t seem to care.

It was all bullshit though, and it made you chuckle darkly to yourself.

The familiar ding of a bell brought you back from your inner turmoil, and your eyes focused on the small screen in the elevator. It read ‘B-100’, most likely standing for “Basement 100”, but with your state of unsettlement, you could be wrong. But of course, you weren’t.

The screeching of the doors could be compared to that of cats on a black board. Maybe it was your sensitive ears, but it was painful as it shook the elevator as a whole. You gritted your teeth, your eyes rolling as you grew annoyed with yourself.

You didn’t know why you were so angry, but you were. This whole situation fucking sucked.

The real reason behind you taking the Hunter exam? You wanted a license so you could go somewhere so far, the troupe couldn’t bring you back. Maybe they wouldn’t be able to find you. That would be too good to be true though.

The bandanna on your head felt heavy, almost like the guilt that seemed to turn within your stomach. Maybe leaving them forever was too harsh. Maybe you’d visit, just for old times sake. While you, Chrollo, and the Troupe had your fair share of disagreements, you still were a family right?

Goddamn why was it so hard to make a decision?

Maybe because they decided all of yours for you.

No. You needed to get used to working alone. You needed a break from them. You couldn’t depend on them for answers. You would most likely outlive them.

Keyword of that statement? Most likely.

Your aura had failed to calm down, roughly thanks to your realization of helplessness. The dark red aura had transformed into shapes that resembled spikes, clearly influenced by your mood.

The elevator seemed to finally open all the way, making the aura suddenly shoot in all directions, disappearing. The trip down felt like hours, and it seems being trapped in a small room didn’t help.

The cold air hit you, and that made a chill run up your arms, settling at your spine. You breathed out, taking your first step off the elevator.

Before you could even get through, you bumped into something.. or maybe even someone?

Stepping back a little, you saw who fell victim to your lack of awareness. Standing multiple feet below you was a small green man, his name tag reading ‘Beans’. Who in their right mind would name their son Beans? Certainly no one with standards.

“Hello, my name is Secretary Beans! Please, take this number and put it on. Thank you and Good Luck.” It seems with that, the short jelly bean of a man waddled away, a tag now left in your hands.

He left before you could thank him. You mentally thanked him, not really feeling up to making conversation, especially with someone who’s name made you want to cry.

Now back on topic, you looked back down to the tag in your hands, studying its content. It read ‘113’. How peculiar. It seems with new found curiosity, you decided to step through the elevator again. Hopefully nothing would stop you this time, fearing that the elevator would crush you alive.

As your shoe met the cold, dull concrete, the aura of another seemed to catch your attention. Standing only a few meters away from you was the owner of said aura, and the mere shock was enough to send you into orbit.

Why the hell was he here? Did Chrollo send him to watch you? No, was it to stop you from taking the exam? You couldn’t fathom an answer good enough it seems.

So why was Hisoka Morow, Troupe Member number 4, standing in front of you?

“What a coincidence in seeing you here… Y/N.” His signature grin struck something within you, and you broke out into a coughing fit.

How you’d love to wipe that smug grin off his face.

Truth is, you knew about Hisoka’s quarrel with your brother… and yet, you didn’t mind. Maybe it was the fact that you had a mutual liking to each other, or the fact that you wanted to see what your brother looked like with a broken nose.

Of course you wouldn’t allow your brother to actually get killed. There’s no way you’d allow that. But in hindsight, there’s no way he’d be defeated. He’s too strong for that.

Whatever it was between you and Hisoka, you didn’t like it. It was almost as if you and him were the same.

What a load of shit though. You and him? The same? Just the idea of that made you laugh.

Hisoka seemed shocked at your distant gaze, the dull laugh leaving your throat sent shivers up his spine. “Oh? What’s so funny?”

You snapped out of it, looking at him with narrowed eyes. “You look like an idiot.” You grimaced, looking at his choice in clothes. “What are you supposed to be? A roly poly?”

“Oh I’m truly devastated. Not even the darkest cloud could compare to the depression that just hit me.” Hisoka teased, his smile widening, his long fingernail poking into your forearm. You were sure if he pressed any harder, he’d break skin.

“You’re getting off on this.. aren’t you?” You stated, your voice holding a certain calmness that certainly didn’t fit the situation at all.

“Oh how low of you to expect such a thing from me? Your dear friend, might I even say, family?” He removed his finger, a card slipping into his vacant fingers. The sound of paper cutting through air would’ve startled you if you were a normal person, but to your dismay, you weren’t normal.

“Gross.” You muttered, catching a stray card that had just flown towards your face. This man was truly testing your patience. Could he let you get away from the elevator at least? “No way in hell are we family.” You said sternly, a growl almost forming in your throat.

“So you’d settle on friends then?” Hisoka smirked, his eyes narrowing as his eyes trailed down your form.

“No.” You grumbled, pushing past him. “You’re more like a fly if anything. Annoying, loud, and stupid.”

“Oh how you wound me.” He faked a frown, his eyes crinkling up as his nose scrunched, his tongue grazing over his lips as he flipped a card in his hand. “Do try not to die alright? Chrollo would be very disappointed you know.”

“Is that anything new?” You pondered, but you were already too far ahead for him to answer, much less hear you.

The truth was clear as day, if you continued to live like this, you wouldn’t outlive the troupe at all. Which is why, you’d get your license, show it to the troupe, and leave.

You immediately concluded those thoughts, now emptying them from your mind. Dwindling on something so far in the future seemed like a waste of energy, and you really needed that right now. It seems you have an exam to plow through.

SOOWEE MAMA HERE’S CHAPTER ONE OF MY LONG KURAPIKA X READER UMMMMM 

JUST TY GUYS SO MUCH FOR CHEERING ME ON AND SUPPORTING ME!! i FEEL LIKE THIS ISN’T GOOD ENOUGH FOR Y’ALL BUT I JUST WANTED TO GET THIS OUT FOR YOU OMG OMG OMG

FUN FACTS:

 THE BANDANNA Y/N IS WEARING IS THE SAME TYPE OF BANDANNA FEITAN WEARS AROUND HIS MOUTH. Ever since Y/N was little, she’d try to steal and wear Feitan’s bandanna, so he got her a matching one. (He stole it of course but it’s the thought that counts)

Y/N’s badge number is 113 for a reason! If you look up Chrollo’s actual theme song, you will notice that it is called “1/13″. I also made sure this number wasn’t used by any of the important characters in the Hunter Exam!! So it checks out!!

Y/N is also aware about Hisoka being a fake member! Seeing as she’s not an actual troupe member, she sees no right in outing him. Besides she finds it funny omlllll.

Y/N is 17 years of age!!! She’s a literal teen so she will not be in any sort of ship with Hisoka/Illumi/Feitan/Ect. 

THANKS AGAIN OMG OMG OMG ILY

[ichika27]

Mairimashita! Iruma-kun s2 ep10

This is late haha.

Anyways, the episode has a lot of stuff in it. I had to try and cut down the screenshots I took.

The students who were unable to escaped are tied up in class lol. Except Clara cause she’s Clara and she’s actually having fun.

Baram-sense teaches them about fantastical creatures and their diets. He uses a local demon cat as an example and compares it to our normal Earth cat. I found this funny at first but it does make sense. They had never seen a normal cat so to them, those are mysterious creatures. Demon cats, which the human world doesn’t have would seem interesting to humans who had never seen them but demons who had been living their whole lives with the knowledge it exist won’t get what’s special about it.

Anyways, the others explain that students are scared of sensei cause he's prone to touching students like giving them head pats, hugging, etc... to compare it to something, it’s like what you’d do when you see a cute pet. I do the same thing to cats. According to rumors, he might be doing it to test if they’re suitable for experimentation though so it’s not as innocent as my comparison.

He teaches about humans next and asks the students what they’d do if they meet a human. Many says they’d want to eat the human. Sensei explains that humans are full of desires and that makes them not only delicious to demons but also nutritious.

Iruma is once again confronted by the fact that there’d be a big threat to his life if they ever found out the truth. He’s getting too used to living with demons that teh thought rarely crossed his mind anymore.

Sensei explains that if he ever met a human, he’d ask questions about how they, and other Earth creatures, live and survive. The demon world is too different from the human world which he thinks is a peaceful place. Due to the harsh nature of the demon world, demons have evolved and gained many features to help them survive like wings. (This is actually interesting cause this is basically biology class but they’re talking about humans and demons and not just animals).

To give as an example, Sensei tried to take out Iruma’s wings but notices he has none. Sensei panics and immediately brings our protagonist to the faculty room to tell the others.

When they checked though, there was a mistake and he has wings, just too small and so they let him go. Thanks to Ali-san’s quick thinking and making fak wings, Iruma is saved!

When they finally left the faculty room, Sensei takes off his mask and reveals to Iruma the injury he had from an accident and explains how he got it. He says he's revealing it to Iruma cause he think iruma doesn't want people to see his small wings and this would make them even. He then apologizes for what he did and said he was just worried Iruma might have been sick and it’s why he doesn’t have wings. After all, they’d have trouble surviving the demon world without them.

Iruma realizes that Baram-sensei is actually a nice guy.

The two takes a break and Sensei gives him tea. As Iruma thinks of the stuff that happened earlier and the revelation that Baram-sensei isn’t a bad guy, he lets his guard down and reveals the truth. They both end up panicking as Sensei can’t believe there’s finally a real live human in front of him (as he’d always wanted to meet one) and Iruma tries to take his words back but it’s too late.

Iruma is scared he’s gonna be eaten and while Sensei explains he kind of want to, he wouldn’t as Iruma is basically endangered as he’s the only one of his kind here. He does warn Iruma that not all demons would be so kind if they found out. He then starts asking Iruma questions about how he lives as a human (both out of worry that Iruma might be doing something that’d reveal the truth to others and also this is research cause Iruma is basically a live specimen).

Back at the classroom, Iruma’s class is having trouble studying and so Azz suggest that maybe the smart students could tutor the struggling ones. They group themselves into two and Azz, realizing the idiots outnumber the smart ones, that it maybe impossible for it to work out.

I just wanna say, I dunno how to feel about the fact that the others had no qualms about calling themselves idiots. The word above literally says “Aho” (idiot). They really are kinda a chill group aren’t they?

The class now feels bad cause this might mean they won’t have a summer vacation. They already have plans, too like going to an amusement park and stuff.  Iruma comments that those plans sounded fun and remembers he’s never experienced it as he’s always had to work. The others then tell him that they could all go together since Iruma hasn’t gone to the park yet. This made Iruma super happy cause he’d be going on a trip with his friends.

The fun is halted when Kalego-sensei comes in and reminds them of the impending exams. He’d be the one watching over then and so cheating would be impossible.

Baram-sensei came to visit! He and Kalego-sensei were classmates back in the school days at Babyls. Everyone is surprised that Kalego-sensei actually had friends lol. God, I can relate. It’s the same reaction my siblings had when I had classmates come over (to finish projects and not exactly hang out but it’s still rare).

Baram-sensei then tells Iruma he wanted to check up on him as he’s worried about Iruma. He also says he noticed they have trouble studying and thinks he has an idea to help Iruma.

He then shows Iruma a picture book with a story that teaches the different types of magic:

+Verbal Magic which needs an incantation for it to be casted. +Non-verbal Magic that doesn't need an incantation but requires lots of training to be able to do. +Bloodline Magic which is something unique to certain people and can be powerful if trained.

Baram-sensei reveals that he’d always liked picture books and it’s a hobby of his to make some and that he has a lot and could make more to help Iruma’s studies. Iruma is impressed by this and the fact that it’s easy to understand the lesson this way.

If Iruma’s study method is picture books, they show us Clara’s is singing about the lessons, and Lied’s is playing games based on history stuff.

The class decided to try these methods and is singing in class. Kalego watches by the door and is horrified as it looks like his students have finally lost it.

The next time they meet, Iruma tells sensei that he still makes mistakes but he’s changing and getting better at studying. Sensei writes the observation down.

The rest of the class also sees how much Iruma and his friends are working hard and gains the motivation to study harder. Class bonding session ensues. It’s super cute!

Next week - exam time!

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Okay, so we have had a lot of misadventures and fun stuff happen in the show but now, we’re seeing the “demon school” part of the title lol. Even so, I actually really like this arc. It’s fun to see this little slice of life thing from Iruma and friends. The lessons about the demon world are pretty interesting, too. This is a fun way to show world building.

I’m excited for next week’s episode which apparently would be two stories in one episode. Thanks for reading this!

[seohos-demon]

Jealous Night // Seoho

Request: “can I get a seoho smut. something along the lines of him making you jealous at the clubs with other girls but he ending up going home with you anyways. drunk and consented pls”

Yes ofc! I have really wanted to write a Seoho smut for a long time now so here we go ;) 

Word count: 2k 82

Seoho x female reader

Smut, drunk sex

You and your boyfriend had planned now for a while to go for a night out at the nearest club. You two usually went out on dates or just stayed home watching movies. In the car on the way to the club you both listened to music and were already so hype together. But you were worried at the same time. After all it is a club. You were afraid of others getting attracted to Seoho cuz I mean look at him! He is totally perfect and that amazingly built body of his attracts everyone. But he was YOUR boyfriend after all. He wouldn’t be with you if he didn’t love you so you trust him. Seoho parked the car and you two walked together inside with his arm around you. You both agreed that Seoho would not drink because he has to drive you two back home. At first you didn’t know what really to do so you both sat down on a couch and looked at other people dancing around the club. Everyone seemed to have so much fun. Just seeing other people have fun made you smile and Seoho noticed that.

-Why that smile sweetie? He asked while looking at you with a smile. 

-Can’t I just enjoy watching other people have fun you idiot? You said jokingly and and gave him a small push on his shoulder. He just let out a small laugh at your action. He then stood up and said he would go order you a drink. You also wanted to go dance but you are quite shy in public places so sober you was not ready. You took your phone out and quickly took a video from around the bar to update your snapchat. But then you saw through your camera Seoho chatting with another girl at the bar. What is he doing you thought to yourself. Pfft maybe it’s not anything she could’ve just asked something really normal. You tried to ignore it but he just kept talking with her then another girl showed up next to him while grabbing his arm. What the- The sight you saw in front of you made you feel totally shit. Why is he letting her touch him? Seoho looked over to you and gave a smirk and then walked towards me while saying something to the girls.

-Here’s your drink my lady. He said while sounding totally cocky. What’s wrong with him now?? You just grabbed the drink and swallowed it all immediately. 

-Woooah not that fast haha. He said and still acting like nothing happened. You stood up and started walking away. Suddenly everything just felt empty and shit. You just wanted to have a fun night and then get back to your place to have some own fun with him. Now it seems like he wants to have that fun with someone else.

-Where are you going baby? He asked and grabbed your wrist. From his action you turned your look over the shoulder and immediately took your hand back.

-To get some more drinks. You just answered and walked towards the bar. Music was playing loudly, people laughing and chatting together. Everyone had fun except you. Why did such a small thing make you feel like this? You sat down in front of the barista and ordered a few shots. This feeling, you want it gone. Seoho did not even care to follow you. Is he trying to make jealous intentionally? You took both of your shots right after each other. Then a few more shots again. You at this point felt reaaally tipsy now. You heard a familiar laugh from behind so you turned around to see what was happening. Seoho was sitting on the couch with few girls and they seemed really close to him. They were clearly flirting and he sure did not mind. This fucker. You took one more shot. Now it was spinning a lot in your head. Will Seoho ruin this night for you? Hell no. You walked towards the dancing floor and joined the other people there. You could barely even stand. Seoho noticed this and actually got worried. This one man next to you laid his eyes on you and got closer. 

-What an pretty ass you got there. The man said while squeezing your ass cheek suddenly. You were too drunk to do anything you almost just fell on the floor. Suddenly someone pushes the man away from me.

-STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY GIRLFRIEND! It was Seoho. He took you behind his back and looked at the other man with rage in eyes.

-Your girlfriend? Pfft you seemed too busy with those other ladies over there. Are all of these women yours then? Oooh I see. You are this kind of a man haha. The man kept saying and you saw Seoho clenching his fist. Then SMACK! Seoho punched him in the face. 

-The only woman who is mine is my girlfriend. Touch her ever again and next time you will not be walking out of here. Seoho then grabbed your wrist and walked you both out. When outside of the door you grabbed your hand back and screamed at Seoho.

-STOP! WHY DE FAK ARE YOU ACTINGG LIKE DIS? You tried to scream but because you are so drunk your words get a bit funny. Tears start to run down your face.

-ONE MMOMENT YO- YOU ARE FLIRTIN WHITH ALL DOSE GORLS AND SUDDENLY YOU CARE? WHAT DO YOU WANT!? You cry out and break down. Seoho immediately grabs you into a hug and holds the back of your head. He starts slowly petting you.

-I don’t know what I was thinking.. I just.. Maybe tried to see if you care? I know.. It was stupid and I will never EVER again do it.. Please sweetie I am so so so sorry.. He said and you could hear he meant his every word. You cried and hugged him tight. After some more talk he got you into the car and drove you both home. When you arrived at your house he carried you inside and put you down on the bed. You weren’t that dizzy anymore but Seoho left you alone in the bed for a while. He was gone for a long time so you got worried. You stood up and walked out of the room to see him sitting on the couch with an empty bottle of soju next to him. 

-S,, Seoho? You walked closer to him and you saw tears under his eyes.

-I should’ve naver done dat to you.. He explained. You could tell he was drunk. Did he drink because he felt like shit? 

-Baby just come to mihh.. You said and you yourself were still drunk too. Seoho looked up at you. He stood up and walked slowly towards you. He kept getting closer and closer so you backed off a bit but the wall was suddenly against your back. He put his other hand next to your head against the wall. His breathing was low and deep. You could feel it against your skin. He leaned towards your ear and took a few breathes against your ear so it gave you chills.

-I want you. And only you. He whispered causing a sexual tension between you two. You immediately just kissed him. You wanted him to know you still love him. His lips were so soft and warm. It always felt so great kissing him. His tounge was ghosting against your lips you let him enter and his tounge was warm. You missed making out with him. Somehow your drunk makeouts are really good. He lift you up so you could wrap your legs around him. He was still pushing you against the wall. The good thing with him being drunk and making out he moans a lot easier. Even from the smallest touch he will groan. You could feel that he already got hard. He then grabbed you harder and carried you back on the bed. Your back was against the bed and Seoho on top of you. You just loved the feeling of him being on top of him. That way he could feel really dominant and knew I couldn’t move easily. While you two are sloppily making out he starts taking off your dress. At the same time you started to unbutton his shirt (that was already almost totally unbuttoned). You threw his shirt away and touched him all over. He loved when you slightly scratched his upper back so you did it but now a little bit harder. Seoho let out a deep moan. 

-That,,, felt good. He mumbled under his breath and started kissing on your neck. Your dress and your bra were now also on the floor. He couldn’t hold his hands still. He had to touch you all over while marking your neck. This normally feels really really good but now when you are drunk it all spins in your head and feels so weird, in a good way. That’s why you two actually had drunk sex often. At this point your whole neck was marked and he isn’t even inside you yet. You were already a moaning mess.

-S,,Seoho,, fuck me. You moaned out his name. He sat up and gave you his dark eye smirk look. He took his pants and underwear off. His moves were a bit unstable because of the soju he drank but he grabbed a condom from the drawer next to bed. 

-First imma make you feel great. He said while starting to kiss you chest and kept moving down to your stomach. He gave you a smile bite which made you whimper but it felt great. He chuckled at your reaction and then moved down to your thighs. He knew you wanted him to just touch you where you needed him the most. You could feel yourself already be really wet. Seoho kept kissing and biting on your thighs. Then he started to take your panties off. 

-Already so wet for me. He chuckled then before you could even react he inserted a finger inside you. He quickly inserted another one. He could move his fingers like magic, he always made you feel so great. You kept moaning out his name. While fingering you he also started to lick your clit. You were really a mess at this point, you just needed him inside you already.

-Seoho please,,, just fuck me,,, I need your,, d,,dick. You moaned out because you couldn’t take it anymore. Seoho took his fingers out and licked them while smirking at you. He then put the condom on and positioned himself better on top of you. He teased you with his tip and rubbed it around your clit for a while. 

-Please Seoho! You moaned out and scratched his back. 

-Beg more babygirl. Moan my name. He ordered you. You immediately obeyed and started begging more. You moaned out his name in his ear.

-Please daddy.

He then pushed himself inside you which made you moan loud. You heard him moan against your ear and he sounded so good. It is like an angels moan, just the perfect and just the sound of him could make you cum. He thrust inside you faster and harder. 

-I will make sure you are mine. He whispered into your ear while thrusting harder. Your hips kept snapping together. You loved the way how Seoho went rough on you. 

-I will come so,,soon. You moaned out and grabbed Seoho’s hair. His hair was soft and long enough to properly grab. Seoho kept going faster and faster now when he knew you were close.

-I am close too baby. He moaned into your ear. His heavy breaths in your ear made you so turned on you were gonna cum any second now. Seoho then did thust in hard and kept pushing which was the one to make you cum. You moaned out his name.

-Just a while I am close! He said and still did a few hard thrusts and then came. The sound he makes when he comes is like the best sound in this world. He then collapsed next to you. You both kept breathing heavily. He then turned towards you and hugged you.

-I will never love anyone else.. Excepts you.. You are all I need. I love you.

-I love you too Seoho. No matter what.

[aangarchy]

The Atla characters as vines

Idk if this has been done yet but ohh boy this is gonna be long

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Zuko: You either kill yourself or get killed

Sokka, dancing: Watchu gon’ do? Watchu gon’ do?

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Azula: You better watch out, you better watch out, you better watch out, you better watch out, YOU BETTER WATCH-

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Ty Lee: Road work ahead? Yeah I sure hope it does.

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Zuko & Sokka: Two bros chilling in a hot tub five feet apart cuz they’re not gay!

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Aang: Uhm Jared could you read number 23 for the class?

Toph: No I cannot.

Toph: *voiceover* Whaddup I’m Jared I’m nineteen and I never fucking learned how to read.

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Zuko: What the FUCK IS UP KYLE. No what did you say WHAT THE FUCK DUDE. STEP THE FUCK UP KYLE.

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Sokka: Hey Toph you want some?

Toph: THIS BITCH EMPTY

Toph: YEET

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Sokka: To make a long fuckin story short I put a whole bag of jellybeans up my ass

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Ty Lee: I saw you hanging out with Caitlyn yesterday

Suki: But Becca it’s not what you think!

Ty Lee, holding a gun: I won’t hesitate bitch

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Sokka: Hey how are those chicken strips-

Aang: FAK YA CHICKEN STRIPS

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Zuko: Hey can I get a sip of that water?

Mai: It’s not water

Zuko: Oh vodka! I like ya style br-

Mai: It’s vinegar.

Zuko: What?

Mai: It’s vinegar. Pussy.

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Zuko: Welcome back to me screaming.

Zuko: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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Aang: I have a banana peel on the ground and I’m gonna see if it’s really slippery like it is in the cartoons.

Aang: *slips*

Aang: uuaaAA

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Sokka: *falls at McDonalds*

Sokka: oh, I’ve McFallen!

Sokka: I’m sorry! I’ve McFallen!

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Zuko: What’s the best kind of firework to buy?

Katara: Wouldn’t you like to know weatherboy.

Zuko, visibly offended: Where are your parents?

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Mai: Hey kid you want some blades?

Aang: No.

Aang: Blades are for skatin’.

Aang: Ya dingus.

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Aang: Do you have any experience with children?

Zuko: Yea I chill all the time.

Aang: No like, with babies.

Zuko: ... I was one of those

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Iroh: okay, so Johnny has 18 bottles of dish soap, and-

Aang: Wait, why does Johnny have so many bottles of dish soap?

Sokka: MIND YO BUSINESS DAVID!

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Aang: I want to see my little boy

Katara, holding momo: Here he comes

Aang: I want to see my little boy

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Katara: CHRIS

Sokka: hm

Katara: iS ThAT a wEeD??

Sokka: No this is a crayon-

Katara: I’M CALLING THE POLICE *dials 911 on a microwave*

Microwave: 911 what’s your emergency?

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Suki: Hey how much money do you have?

Sokka: Uh, like 69 cents.

Suki: Hah, you know what that means!

Sokka, sobbing: I don’t have enough money for chicken nuggets.

~

Ty Lee: hmm I like ya accent where you from?

Katara: I’m Liberian.

Ty Lee: ope, my bad.

Ty Lee, whispering: I like ya accent where you from?

~

Aang: aaAA AAaaAAA AAAAA

Zuko: WHY are you running? WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?

(I’m planning on making part two bc there’s so much vines that are in character. Sorry I used Sokka and Zuko so much, but these boys are just Like That.)

[sevenmothz]

my kh3 experience

howdy guys, been a long ass time since i’ve written any of my own posts on this here blog. part of it is because i just haven’t gamed a lot in the last few months, and part of it is i also haven’t used tumblr in a long time too. xD

anyway, i played through the story of kh3 the week it released and while i was doing all that gaming, i pretty much liveblogged on mine and my friend’s discord with all my immediate thoughts/feelings of the game (whether she as awake to lol @ my nonsense or not xD).

so, of course, i went through and typed up most of that shit and am copypasting it here for random strangers’ enjoyment!

naturally, there will be spoilers, so don’t look if you care about that shit.

AAAAHHH HIT ME WITH THE FEELS WITH JUST THE MUSIC Y’ALL the title PAIGE PAIGE PAGE FUCK

oh my ggooooodddd the new dearly beloved fuuuuuuck

ooh this place is pretty

oh boy there’s water oh man i bet this white place is gonna be a pain in my ass to get through fucking hollow bastion all over again

sora you’re so beautiful 😭

oh jesus do i really gotta do this stupid tutorial shit again at least now we are finally rid of that awful KH1 Sora model

hey it’s the tsunami from the frist game!

am i playing a diddly dang prequel of 3? are those FUCKIN’ LOADING SCREEN PAGES FUCKING INSTAGRAMS also lol sora got nerfed

aahhhh learning curves i hate have to get used to how this game handles

uh oh sora is worried about what xigbar said to him

eat shit, titan

also i’d like to say sora runs ridiculously fast now

sora’s such a brat “awww what about new clothes for meeeee??”

i can’t computer

SEA SALT ICE CREAM freaking lea looks amazing DONT CRY LEA HE WANNA GO BY AXEL NOW???

stop being a bitch, buzz buzz killyear

oh yeah so when playing olympus hades was all “IVE BEEN PLANNING THIS FOR 18 YEARS” it’s been 17 years since KH1 came out 18 since it was in development god kingdom hearts is a junior in high school

gdi rex stay put oh no buzz oh noes i’m in a video game lmao

omg a cactaur

yeah you go woody

oh how i miss timed events/reaction commands. makes dealing with these fuckers you gotta climb on top of a lot easier to deal with

square why don’t you have the gotdamn kh3 soundtrack on itunes i need to be able to listen to this title screen music ALL THE TIME

sully just fuckin’ chuck vanitas through a door like “NOT TODAY BITCH”

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH” — Sora

DON’T BE TALKING ABOUT YOUR CONNECTION TO POOH BEING WEAKER ; A ;

of course they’re gonna do let it go.. they really did the whole thing

climb all the way up the mountain and larxene blows us off of it rude

wow are they really gonna do all the songs or wut

keep forgetting i can switch keyblades

annnnd back down the goddamn mountains lmao sora is so done

srsly we’re going up again

damn this boss fight is epic makes the slog through the world worth it unlike the fuckin’ toy box boss hated that fucker oh no marshmallow

fuck off larxene let people be happy

lmao stfu ventus keep volunteering sora to resque aqua

demyx :<

oh hello piercings dude

these pirate nerds little pirate sora is so cute

yeesh that elizabeth voice is terrible

guh it’s always a slog getting through the disney story stuff cuz it’s just worse rehashings of the movies at least fransokyo will be new content never seen big hero 6 xD

o mai assassin’s creed lite

jack you dumb bitch

oh man davy jones voice is bad too

jesus that second luxurd battle fucking terrible

god i never through elizabeth’s speech could sound so terrible how can you let someone butcher one of the most iconic moments from the third movie so bad?

oh thank god the kraken is easy to beat

lmao luxurd taken out by jack’s breath

eat shive, dave

lmao vexen “gdi it’s a real heart organ” “WE NEED A METAPHORICAL HEART YOU ASSHOLES”

damn sora throwing hands i was wondering how sora woudl react to one of his disney pals dying wasn’t expecting bodily assault

oma lea axel* whatever i wanna see his new dudes

ansem gonna talk to ansem oh god kids do’t get killed oh boy what happening now nobodies fightin’ ansem the bad WHO DUN IT GDI oh it was vexen DOUBLE AGENT??? or is he. filTHY LIAR they’re not gonna tell me pricks

“omg a robot :D”

keyblade hero 3 omg sora why

omai visor oh wow chill music

baaah sora showin’ off

holy shit i found me a new fav strength weapon the keyblade from caribbean love it even more than the toybox one xD the fuckin’ formchanges are amaze

THAT AIN’T SEA SALT ICE CREAM <gasp> roxas rude

replica riku~

damn microbot was a pain in the ass

AQUAAAAAAA 😭😭😭😭😭

WOT WHAT NOMURAING THIS SHIT ALL UP is this groundhog day i s2g

is that gotdamn terra

yen sid can actually do shit

damn this a long endgame

ITS SORA AND RHE SORAS

ah there we go. good ol’ Plot Device Kairi and there i thought she’d be useful lmao man tho i seriously rolled my eyes when xehanort struck an unconscious kairi down i was just like “yeah that seem about right..” storywise, sora has such a stronger connection to riku barely talks to kairi lea talked to kairi more in one game than sora ever did in 9+ i’d ship kairi and lea if there wasn’t such an obvious age gap lmao and WHO THE FUCK IS THIS CHICK THAT DIAPPEARED ON LEA AND ISA? like is that answered in this game or was it answered in a previous game?

anyway

Roxas is a REAL BOY now

gotdamn those dudes were tough

fuck man barely gives me time to block stupid goat head lemme guess tho that isn’t the end of course not because kingdom hearts can’t just let us defeat him c’mon man let me reload my potions at least man fuck off with this boss shit motherfucker did you really just force me into rage form “I AM MORE POWERFUL EVEN THO YOU KILLED ME LIKE 2 TIMES”

omg donald and goofy’s voices from the controller speaker

just fucking die already

this bitch really thinking he was the good guy the whole time

jesus the x-blade is bigger than sora

mickey and donald finally get to be hoooome

axel and xion in their new clothes~ EVEN ISA

wut WUT SORA BOY DID YOU REALLY SACRIFICE YOURSELF FOR THIS BITCH

maleficent is gonna find that fucking box isn’t she and we’re not gonna see what is in it i’m guessing its the box the Master of Masters gave to his apprentice cuz that’s the only notable box in the series i can think of

but yeah this game this game was supposed to bring an end to the Xehanort saga so they fully intent to make moar games so we’ll get a new annoying big bad and more weird dumb lore

ok we’re getting into the dumb credits like PR manager and shit so i think they’re coming close to the end ihope never know until you start seeing the gotdamn logos

logos!

that fuckin’ xigbar THE OLD MASTERS fuck it is i knew it I KNEW HE HAD SOMETHING GOING ON i was betting he was master of masters but no it’s luxu

fak FUQ fuck off with your games eraqus

HELLO SORA and Riku THEY”RE IN INSOMNIA no wait verum rex GAH

ok the verum rex stuff was the secret movie I JUST HAVE MORE QUESTIONS AND VERY LITTLE ANSWERS DISAPPOINTED

what if Demyx is Master of Masters

Final Thoughts: me: there were pretty much no FF cameos so 0/10 AzuraSpyte: lol I give it a 5/10 for Axel alone me: lolol minus 1 for making him wear the organization coat the entire game

[hazelmae]

19 February 2017

there`s really not much for me to say, but this week has been one of the weirdest weeks. lol, we went from not talking for almost an entire week to spending time with each other almost every day this week. which is cool bcus last week, i was super busy with shit. and you were busy with shit. and you had the wedding. and my cousin, stephanie, flew in from california. so, it was all gucci. but i`ve actually appreciated all the time that we have spent together this week. 

first off, the fucking weekend that stephanie was here was a fucking blassssssssst. it was definitely something that i needed to keep me busy and my mind off of shit. like, it was literally from start to finish busy af. and it was seriously some of the most funn i`ve had in a long ass time. i worked a 16hr shift on friday, feb 10, and picked up stephanie at the airport right after. we went to bangers and lace evanston for 1 drink and ended up going home at 2am. haha we watched grey`s anatomy bcus we both didn`t see the latest episode and knocked the fuck out at 4am. mark and ericson came to the house at 8am so that we could go to the water tower place to pick up their yeezys. shit was hilarious bcus once i let them into the house, i went right back to sleep. lmao. didn`t end up going to the water tower place until around 10am. which was cool bcus we ended up waiting in line until noon. LOLOLOL fucking dry af. and then we went home, the boys went home, stephanie and i went to eat at portillos/barnellis. we came home, showered, got ready and then headed to ate esther`s house for the final prayer for uncle roland`s one year anniversary. chilled over there for quite some time and then ended up going to the city and meeting up with cherry ann and her friends at bottled blonde. got pretty fucked up. LOL got home. don`t know how tf we got home. ahahah and then we knocked out. woke up. showered. got ready. and got brunch with ingrid at cupitol in evanston. afterwards, we went to tower rd. beach for a bit. just to do it for the snap. lol brandon and the yungs were gonna come to the city with us, but they snoozed. so it was just me and stephanie. which was cool bcus it was so much easier to do shit. we drove to the city and did the chicago 360 at the john hancock tower. always a good fucking time looking at the city from above. and then we walked our happy asses to millennium park. took pictures. all that good shit. haha and then we went to molly`s cupcakes. and picked some up. afterwards, we went to eat at honey butter fried chicken. and that shit was HOT FIRE. holy. so good. omgosh. lmfao. and then we went home. and the yungs came by to work on homework bcus my ass had a fucking speech due monday morning at 8am. HAHAHAHA so, monday, i went to school. came back, got ready. and headed to the city for some more sight seeing before steph had to leave. we went to the skyline, but it was poppin` bcus the shedd was free that day. so we went to montrose beach instead. went to firecakes donuts to grab some donuts and then ate a piece of pizza in my car. went to lou malnati`s on the way home to pick up frozen pizza for steph and then went home. i napped and steph got ready to go. after i left for class, thomas brought stephanie to the airport. 

tuesday was valentine`s day. and i spent it at work. lol

wednesday, i had class all day but he ended up spending the night and going straight to work from my house thursday morning. so cute bcus i didn`t realize he was going straight to work and he had brought his scrubs and his toothbrush! LOL <3 

was off all day thursday, but didn`t do much besides laundry and go to the gym after he went to work. and theeeeeeeen friday came. friday, i went to work as per usual after getting coffee with cherry ann. and met up with shrimp boy in chinatown. HAHA. so cute. we got dim sum and then ended up at chi cafe bcus the nigga was craving shit. lmao he came back to my house but my dad told me he needed go home and so he left. i ended up going over to his house and spending the night over there. had breakfast/coffee with him and his little brother before getting ready and going home to get ready for work. worked saturday night, and then met up with him and his friends at the owl in logan square. haha that was a good fucking time. bcus all his friends were like “OH, you`re HAZEL?!” haha. cute bcus this mother fucker has been talking about me to his friends. :) and then we all ended up going to parson’s to eat. spent some time over there. afterwards, dropped off his friends back to the owl and then back to his house. ended up spending the night at his house but leaving early af bcus his mom had asked who was home saturday morning. lolll. pretty  sure my dad called his mom to let her know. lmfao. kidding. but yaeh, so got up pretty frikking early this morning to get back home. which was cool. bcus i enjoy sleeping next to him. and it`s the cutest thing when i had to get up early but he grabbed me and pulled me closer to cuddle for just a little bit longer. <3 and then work was good today. :) 

all around, it`s been a good week. aaaaaaaand i hope this continues. going back to the gym tomorrow bcus i snoozed all fucking weekend. fak. ~_~