#all this to say im not ignoring ya'll asks im just working

[winpocalypse]

met this gentle brown giant at work today very sam winchester coded

[sweetteainthesummerx]

THE LOVE LASTS SO LONG (6)

In which some fans speculate on a post...

series masterlist

Notes: hey ya'll! This is just getting started for real. I just realized that this is going to be so long :p so leave a comment (love those they raise me from the dead) and if you want any specific trope let me know!

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aubreyyang posted

aubreyyang I cannot believe that Pelt has won the Best Screenplay for London Film week. Thank you to everyone who made this film possible (on a budget) and especially for all of the women out there who have experienced the trials and tribulations of simply being. I hope that someday a young girl will stumble across this and feel comfortable in their skin, or their pelt. Thank you again, London Film Week! You were unforgettable 🎥

tagged: londonfilmweek, dior.n.goodjohn

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dior.n.goodjohn YEAH BABYY NEXT TIME WE WIN BEST FILM 😤

user1 im crying they deserve everything the film slapped so hard

-- user2 i can't believe they didn't win best film

-- user3 summed up girlhood for me bro

aubreyyboo WOOO THATS OUR GIRL (shes so real for the budget comment 😅)

oliviarodgrigo QUEEN NEXT FILM LET ME WRITE THE SOUNDTRACK 😩🙏🏼

-- aubreyyang PLEASE PLEASE

-- user3 omg collab??

olliebearman congrats the film was phenomenal

-- aubreyyang thanks ollie!! good luck tomorrow 💪

-- dior.n.goodjohn ayo she giggling and kicking her feet

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-- smoothoperatorrr55 HEY I SAW THAT

-- dior.n.goodjohn paddock passes when?

-- user4 HAHAH not her leaving a incriminating comment then asking for paddock passes I LOVE HER

-- olliebearman ill see what I can do

-- aubreyyang no haha dw about shes joking

-- olliebearman Ferrari would love to have you there!

user5 ARE WE GOING TO IGNORE THIS

olliebearman posted

olliebearman P1 and P2! Two reds on the podium this race. Congrats to @charlesleclerc.

charlesleclerc I won P1 but it looks like u won

-- olliebearman ?? I don't know what your talking about

-- alexandrasaintmleux don't worry his ears are clogged with champagne right babe

-- charlesleclerc 😏

-- user1 WHAT IS HAPPENING

aubreyyang woohoo 🏆 (I still have no clue how f1 works)

-- user2 shes so relatable girly pop womanhood just a girl core

-- olliebearman will draw u a diagram and explain later ☺️

-- user3 THIS IS NOT A DRILL THIS IS NOT A DRILL

landonorris congrats ollie I was not aware of your game

-- olliebearman 😅

-- user4 THIS IS SO CRYPTIC WHAT

smoothoperatorrr5 ARE WE IGNORING THIS BLATANT FLIRTING

aubreyyang posted on their story

caption: 🍝

macecoronel replied to your story

babe I miss you

aubreyyang

dude. no.

macecoronel

please can we talk

aubreyyang

why don't u talk to ur costar WHO YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH

olliebearman replied to your story

Aubrey you just exposed me please send the Ferrari nutrition team a strongly worded email that ITS JUST GRAPE JUICE

aubreyyang

you're across from me just speak??

olliebearman

ive been muted by your beauty

aubreyyang

you're so cheesy 😭

dior.n.goodjohn posted on their story

caption: celebrating w the girls

tagged: lilymhe, aubreyyang, alexandrasaintmleux

f1wags posted

f1wags NEWS! Aubrey Yang and Dior Goodjohn were seen with Lily Muni He and Alexandra Saint Mleux today in the paddocks at the Silverstone Circuit.

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user1 NO WAY AGAIN??? PLS?? AFTER HER STORY TOO WITH THE MAN IN THE BG HER AND OLLIE HAVE TO BE TGTHER

-- smoothoperatorrr55 justice for me 😩😔 IVE BEEN SAYING

user2 I WAS THERE I SAW HER

-- user1 AJWORJ

-- user 2 she was literally so nice I got a picture with her and dior and she asked us if we were enjoying the race

-- user3 SHES SUCH A CUTIE now ik why they call her Hollywood's sweetheart

-- user2 ikr and then I saw her later with ollie Charles and Alex while they were leaving

-- smoothoperatorrr55 WHAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT

f1wagupdatenews posted

clip one: the video is filmed on an iPhone, the camera is grainy and blurry. The flash isn't on, and the only source of light is the coloured leds of a popular club in London. The camera pans to the dj platform, where Lando Norris is passionately mixing a pop song. Lily Muni He and Dior Goodjohn, only recognizable by their outfits posted earlier on Dior's story are dancing. Then, the camera shifts over to the bar nearby. Charles Leclerc and his girlfriend are next to each other, celebrating his P1 win. Next to them, Ollie Bearman is leaning against the bar, wearing slacks and a white polo, the first two buttons popped open. Beside him is Aubrey Yang, facing the opposite direction. She's wearing a short black minidress and thin black heels. She gathers her hair away from her neck as he speaks. He's explaining something to her, waving his arms and hands around. She watches his with amusement - or is it adoration? The video cuts.

clip two: this video captures Aubrey and Ollie at nearly the same angle, but this time they're both facing the camera while Charles and Alex have their backs to it. The older couple slightly obstructs the view, but it is evident that Ollie has his arm slung across the bar behind where Aubrey is standing, and she's leaning into him as she converses with Alex.

f1wagupdatenews Ollie Bearman seen celebrating this weekend after the Silverstone circuit with Actress and director Aubrey Yang. Could a new wag be entering the paddock? 👀

user1 PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

user2 hes sm better than that mace dude THEIR SO CURTEEE

-- olliebearjeart GUYS MY SISTER WAS THERE WITH HER BF and she told me that they arrived later than everyone else (I think the guy in Aubreys story really is him) and they were together the whole night

-- user1 im actually praying

f1vroom88 didn't they both just get out of longterm relationships

-- user3 like half a year ago people are allowed to move on 🙄

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Taglist: @callsignwidow @iloveyou3000morgan @honethatty12

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[ar3s-r4t-qu33n]

Idfc if he's real or not, he's still worse written than Eddie. Also the problem is in his fans that are making him no guilty, innocent baby and always refering that Coyle/Eddie/Everybody else im outlast are the same. And if you think it'll work, try to compare Walker (with PTSD after war) with Franco (who is just a sicko). Anyway Barbi's simps are way more agressive than any other fans when you say something bad, what's a fact, about a grown ass man. I feel like those people are just little kids who are getting upset after school and shouldn't play the game ;) When I see all those comments with "He'S mY PoOkIE" I'm getting sick... Ya'll should get a brain

Guys look!! I got one!!

You don't deserve a response, because if you were old enough to be playing Outlast, you would be able to figure out that shaming people for (checks notes) liking a fictional character in a horror series? Is plain stupid.

It would also serve you well to maybe do some spell check before you come into my asks like this. I'd take you more seriously if you maybe drafted this one more time, but here we go:

First of all, you don't know me. You can check out my like, five posts and see that only two of em are Franco related and none of them baby him. In fact, I don't think I've seen a post yet by anyone who says "Franco is a sweet, innocent baby who did no wrong" because... That's the point. He's interesting BECAUSE he's done shit wrong. We are playing Outlast. Everyone is complex and awful and interesting. Just because not every post is marked with a little footnote that says "oh by the way everyone, Franco is a bad, bad man 🥺 I don't support his actions, I'm not a Franco defender, I just wanted to draw him being silly 🥺" doesn't mean we're all out here claiming he's a saint. The fact that he's a fucked up lil guy is why we like him. I feel like that's a given with all Outlast characters? But that's just me after being a fan of this franchise for years now, idk, being able to step back and analyse a community to see what they enjoy about something is quite a fun and easy task, I recommend giving it a try instead of coming into "loser nobody who has been on Tumblr for like a week's" asks to complain to me like I can put all the Franco fans in the corner until they learn to interpret characters the way you have decided is objectively correct.

But even if they are "babying" him and apparently ignoring that this is the Outlast series and Franco is a character from Outlast... Oh no! What horror! Someone is misinterpreting a VIDEO GAME CHARACTER what a terrible and unique crime!

Franco "just a sicko" Barbi was abused and neglected by his father, his mother was murdered, and he only ever received affection after he killed someone. But yeah, he was just born fucked up whereas every other Outlast character earned their trauma and the right to kill the player. What a senseless and just untrue take and I'm sure you know that, you just want to complain because that's all you people like to do. You want to feel morally superior over someone because you don't understand why they feel the way they do instead of just moving on and ignoring them like any other sensible adult would. Because who's actually getting hurt if some people think Franco is their lil Pookie? Is it you? Does it cause you psychic damage? Because last I checked, this is the internet. We are responsible for ourselves, so unless somebody is actually hurting anyone...

Block the Franco tag. You are brave enough to type out this whole message to a stranger online and act morally superior because comparing which video game character deserves the right to kill you is THE most mature thing in the world, so you're definitely brave enough to block the tag and move on.

You are responsible for what you see online, but ESPECIALLY on Tumblr, it is so so easy to hide content you don't want to see, and mind your own business. Quite frankly, I don't care if I come across as aggressive here. You came into my asks about a tag/fandom you clearly aren't in trying to act like you're better than the rest of us. That's pretty damn aggressive, wouldn't you say?

This is Outlast. A game about fucked up guys doing fucked up shit, and we love them for it. If that is too much for you, if the mommy issues gangster is too crazy for you but Eddie and Trager and Knoth and Coyle are completely fine, no questions asked? I don't think this series is for you. Sexual horror is a staple of Outlast. Childhood trauma is a staple of Outlast. You can't be shocked when people respond to a new character in a video game they like.

YOU are not better than me because you like Chris Walker and I like Franco Barbi. I can't believe you need to be told this, we are all in the same uncomfortable freakshow cesspit that is The Outlast Fandom, no one is morally good. No one is better than anyone else. You cannot claim moral superiority over any character because at the end of the day, I can point to Wernicke and say with my full chest that he is objectively the worst because he's a literal nazi, and what then? Are you going to tell me that Franco is worse than a nazi? The debate is over, in the list of "who is the worst of these awful people", Wernicke wins hands DOWN. The point is null because EVERYONE SUCKS HERE!!! THAT'S THE POINT!!!!

Is that enough for you? Or are you gonna keep harassing people through your alts or getting your friends to do it? I can go alllllll day, baby, you ain't making me feel bad about my interests in the O U T L A S T fandom, dear GOD, this is ridiculous. Don't fucking condescend me, telling me to "get a brain" you don't KNOW ME, I am a stranger to you, why do you feel comfortable coming onto my blog harassing me about a video game character? That's not a good look for you and now it is immortalised here. Anonymous or not, you still did this. Whoever you are, you typed that out and sent it to a random person you do not know and felt comfortable enough to do so.

That's weird.

[jrueships]

tag yourself as some of my favorite players except if you can tag yourself, you may need help . Ignore the pronouns lol

Jaboobi

doesn't know how to hold a proper conversation if it doesn't involve at least one special interest

picky eater

do NOT interrupt when in the middle of doing one out of the many favorite monotonous tasks, WILL kill you

still has to hold mommy's hand when nervous

kills people who call sports 'sportsball'

actually really nice when not pissed off 24/7

' i don't have anger issues and to show how i don't have anger issues, i am going to roll this Giant Boulder over a Small Village.'

adopts random things/people when he doesn't know what to do with his life

Gay Bear

Says eep

Finds the lack of an amygdala extremely attractive

Considered a vip at furcon

Voted best babysitter in hometown, should be a school teacher if the economic state of the world wasn't corrupt

Repeats jokes that fail until someone pity laughs, will frantically look around to find anyone who might find it funny

Unironically exclaims 'it's so preppy in here!!!'

Should wear a shirt that says 'warning, will leap into your arms when frightened and WILL expect the catch to be bridal style on the whim'

Nba youngboy

' i can say 'OMG' bcs 'OMG' to me isn't an insult to God, it is my Friend'

Invites himself to parties

Eavesdrops with eyes as big as saucers and mouthing surprise. Shocked to find out his spying has been discovered

Will argue with you while holding a popsicle in the hot sun

Shameless when it comes to the opportunity of social media account growth

Would ask a stranger if they had a hysterectomy because they give hysterectomy vibes

Tried to use an egg as a drum and was surprised when it cracked

Gamer Twink

Kink is people that could kill him

Over-the-top filters over any image taken by a camera is more useful and used than oxygen

Has to do The Thinker pose when thinking

If he can't have his daily little treat or life reward for being alive on earth, considers k*lling himself

Never knows what's going on until he hears one word of what could be news and then acts like he was the primary witness at the scene

'I do really good voice impressions, wanna hear?' 'Not rea-' 'hi im spongebob'

Says 'ggs' after sex

Drew

'Skibidi toilet rizz!'

Will make a random sound. Look at you in morbid silence. Waddle away

Texts using only a single pointer finger while squinting

that one Tiktok of that one ruff n tumble man who lives in the desert and acts very disgruntled by the fact that he has now adopted a stray kitten who's crawled into his trailer, ignoring the fact that he's immediately spoiled it with a million toys and the best food, water, and care possible

Has to be euthanized to be stopped from telling people 'don't fall in' when they say they have to go use the toliet

' not reading that, sorry, not reading that, sorry, ... squeak now or forever hold your cheese ? LOL! liked :] ! ...not reading that, sor-'

Behind those beautiful doe eyes.. is a man so horny ..

Reeses Puffs

Considers 'ya'll' a worthy word to be written in all essays

Hates being hugged but loves giving hugs

Mystified by magic shows

Superhero media lover till he dies

Walks into random conversations already laughing then asks 'what's up :D!! What's funny! What are we talking about :D!!' After the people go silent bcs who tf is this

People think he's innocent from his humor but is actually very messy and lovesss listening to drama

Refers to his pets as his children

Doesn't know what a vacation is

Poo Dirt

' im not going to speak to you.. im just going to Stare at you. And hope. You are a telepath.'

Wants a bad gf but would fumble her so badly

Thinks beastmode is still a thing in 2024

Has like two friends in his phone. The rest of the texts are from his family

Quietly clingy

Scary looking bitch who is actually quite soft and enjoys watching a good episode of bluey after work

'Hey guys' *chat dies*

Doesn't know how to end conversations. Just kind of. Wanders off

Faggant

Having sex with himself would fix him

Doesn't know how to admit when he likes new things. Has to make fun of it first

Would move mountains for a goth bitch

Just Laughs and automatically agrees to things when he doesn't know wtf you're talking about

'Imma be honest... i stopped listening to what you had to say and started thinking about how quiet this restaurant got after that one noisy ass messy ass etiquette lacking ass family left 35 minutes ago, sorry'

Gets ice cream at crumbl cookie

Gets lost going to crumbl cookie

Doesn't want to say anything about that

Jdumb

Used to be that one kid who would immediately t-pose when he recognized his friend in the hallway

^ weird

His fashion and hair IS his emotional state right now

Haahahaa :]!! *face drops* im going to Kill you.

Attends the movie theater in full-out cosplay

'Milk does not belong in cereal'

^ sicko

[seldomscilence16]

Voltron in "The Little Mermaid" Part 2!

Alright so I wanted to get 2/3 of it out in July cause ya know Julance, so it may be a little rushed but im having fun so thats nice. And this one comes with burnt out art! (By that I mean I gave up half way cause drawing is hard but its still cute.) Once again, thank you to @paracosm299 for being the backbone to this fanfic. And I hope everyone else likes it too! If I ever find a laptop that doesnt hate me and tumblr I'll link the three together. Until then, hopefully my tags might work for ya'll...

Also, if ya'll havent listened to the music from all three versions (cartoon, live action, broadway) youre missing out and they are referenced in this part. So minor spoilers for the Live Action! ("Shes in love" OBC is a bop I do so recommend it)

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Lance sprawls across one of the many rocks, chest heaving as he tries to slow his heart rate. His eyes roam what he can see of his collection, that familiar ache hitting him hard.

He just didn't understand. 

Here, in the waters he's always known, he should feel a sense of home. And yet at every corner, he simply feels trapped, unable to even breathe without the threat of punishment for doing it 'wrong'. Instead of love and encouragement, he is crushed under rules, expectations, and this pressure to do something, but with no idea what that something is. He has a vague recollection of a woman, with deep brown eyes- the only real feature he can recall- saying so earnestly, it was almost prayer-like, that he was their future. 

He still couldn't fathom what she meant. Lance, the future? Should he somehow outlive the Emperor, Lance would be taken down immediately, by those vying for the Triton. Sendak may drill his lessons and expectations into him daily, but Lance doubted very much he'd ever actually hold any power. The only future Lance can see, is either forever a decoration to the Emperor, or a trophy given to another. The very thought makes him shudder, but it's a reality he's long since acknowledged. 

Lance was no future. Lance was not free to be a future. Lance was simply... a dressed up prisoner. 

For every gadget, gizmo, whosit, whatsit, and thingamabob Lance found, for every glimpse of wonder, a longing grew. He wanted more than this, he wanted...

To be where the people are. To see them dance, to walk around on those... those... feet! To run along streets, to stay all day under the sun's warm rays, wandering free... was it so much to wish to be up there with them? He hasn't much to give, but he wonders idly, if he were offered a chance, would he give what was asked in return readily? To live out of these waters, for even just a day to spend warm on the sandy beaches. 

Coran has since crawled from his own little crevice, watching him with worried eyes,

"I bet you up there, they understand, that they don't reprimand your every move, that they see you for who you are. Im... I'm sick of swimming with an anchor strapped to my fin. I want to stand, free... is that so much to ask Coran?" 

"No child, to be free is not something that you should have to pay for." And the emotion in the man's voice has tears of his own burning in Lance's eyes. 

"I want to know everything, ask them my questions and get some real answers. Like, whats a fire and why does it, what's that word?? Burn! When will I be allowed to do something for me?" Lance swims through his treasures, towards the small hole at the top, reaching towards the surface he's forbidden from breaching, "I'd love to explore that world up above... out of the sea, I just... I wish I could be a part of a different world... I know that makes me terrible, but... I'm so tired..."

Lance stares at the barest glimpse of the moon before it's covered, casting a shadow that's dispersed by bursts of colored light. 

"What in the Seas?" 

"Wait, Lance my boy, it's not safe up there, not tonight!" 

But Lance ignores the octopus, for probably the first time, making his way towards the surface before he can stop himself, breaching it fully for the first time. Loud popping sounds assault his ears, and debris splashes around him, before him a little ways, is a large ship with joyous music playing. Lance looks around, maybe for a sign to turn back, but finds none, something almost seems to be... pulling him, calling him, towards the Ship. He navigates past the debris, until he comes to the side of the ship where smaller ones hang. It takes him a moment to pull himself up and into it, arms straining as he tries to remain quiet. 

There's a small gap that allows him to see the occupants, and a smile graces his face as he watches them dance. They throw each other around and slam their feet, and play instruments and drink. And just when Lance thinks it can't get any better, they start to sing. 

It wasn't as melodic as the songs of his people, or as hypnotic or power filled as the royal siren songs. And yet, Lance couldn't look away. To think that just as his people feared and hated humans, Humans too, feared his people. They were so different, but at the same time, not so different at all. 

One of the humans, seemingly younger than the rest, was on the edge of their celebration. The bright- and loud- lights in the air illuminated his face, eyes shining just so, like where water and sky meet. He's pulled aside by a taller man, who has a scar over his nose and a tuft of white hair laying on his forehead. They come close enough for their voices to drift to Lance's position, and he ducks away from the opening until only his eye is seen. 

"Keith, you know we have to go back." The taller one says, sounding apologetic. 

"Shiro it's my birthday, please let me have this one day not to think about that place." The shorter one- Keith- responds. 

"You know Kolivan will be coming over to lecture you soon. The late King-" 

"Wanted me to be trapped inside the castle for the rest of my life, isolated on our island home, never to do anything new because he had some crazy notion that that would keep us safe." He sighs, leaning heavily on the railing and staring off into the distance, the furry creature lays at his feet, staring at Lance curiously. He buries a hand in his fur with a smile. "I feel like the ocean is calling to me Shiro, I'm not afraid of it, I want to explore." 

Lance feels a sort of resonation, like he's looking in the mirror once again instead of at a human. Someone who sees a future, and is ready to make it himself...

A crack of lightning lights up the sky, violent and sudden as the ocean rises up and crashes against the ship. 

"Storms coming in fast! On your toes!" 

Lance jumps into the waves before he can hear more, he needed to leave, there was no telling if this was Posiedon or Sendak-

"Keith!" 

Lance's eyes flash back to the ship, to Keith holding the fluffy creature and throwing him as the ship is alight and collapsing. Lance curses in his head, diving below again to help, guiding him to the calls of the people in the little ships. When he comes up again, he sees no sign of Keith and a panic he can't describe grips his heart. 

He dives again, dodging wreckage as the ship sinks, swimming through the harsh currents in search for a splotch of red. His distress rises with each moment, movements quick and jerky, until finally, finally, he sees it. Unmoving except for his slow descent, arms raised like even in unconsciousness he's reaching for something. As Lance draws closer he sees the cut along his jaw, the ripped clothing, smaller injuries, and he's sure bruising will form. 

Hooking his arms under Keith's own Lance drags him to the surface. It's an effort to keep the human's head above the waves as the storm rages on, but Lance wont let him drown, not while he can do something about it. He heads inland, praying to any God that will listen, that the human survives. 

Even if it means his own demise when he returns to Atlantica. 

...

The sand is dry and coarse, but warm under the morning sun's rays, as he tugs the waterlogged human far enough from the lapping waves. His hand shakes as it hovers over the still form, the cut on his cheek still leaks blood, his pale skin taking on a sickly pallor, before he can really think twice, his voice rises from somewhere deep. A careful melody fills the air around them, a glow encompassing his own form as he finally places his hand to Keiths chest. 

It takes longer than he'd like for color to return to his cheeks, one now marred with a scabbing scar. A groan leaves his lips and Lance's relief is palpable, despite the exhaustion that settles into his very bones. He wants nothing more than to lay here, but he knows better. Shouts reach his ears, and with a reluctance he cant place, he returns to the sea, hiding behind a rock a ways off. 

He watches as a group of humans surround Keith, who seems at least semi-coherent now, watches as they make off towards their own settlements. 

"I don't know what this feeling is. I don't even know how I know, but... something changed. I've found the world I want to be a part of..." 

Lance watches until they've vanished from view, a pull stronger than ever before, calling him towards a human with inky hair and deep eyes, to a future he'd never thought of. 

If he lived past sunset that is. 

...

Allura practically falls on his head, Coran wrapped around his arm only a second behind. 

"Lonce! Where have you been!?" Allura is scanning his face, claws hovering, "Coran told me about the… thing… and then there was a storm and you were gone! We've been worried sick!" 

"Im sorry, I just-"

"Don't even think about lying to me Lonce!" 

Lance swears shes on the verge of tears, and he lets out a reluctant sigh,

"I…" he rubs his free hand over the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact, "Rescued a human…" he mumbles.

"You did WHAT!?" 

"No one saw me!" Lance is quick to defend, admittedly a little petulant. 

"Shhhh!!! Sendak can not know about this!" Allura looks around in a panic, her voice hushed.

"Know about what?" A new voice asks from behind, nearly scaring Lance right out of his scales. 

Flipping around Lance sees someone he hadn't in several years,

"Rachel?? What are you doing here? I thought you all weren't allowed at the gatherings anymore!" They clasp arms, exchanging smiles.

"Well, he wants info on our territory then someone has to come." Her grin turns sly, and Lance thinks there's more to what she says, but then again, it always seems like there's more when it comes to them. "So what's this I hear we aren't telling?" 

"Nothing. Seriously guys, I'm already gonna get a lecture from Se- my father, I really don't need this right now." 

He sees a bunch of Mers heading towards the reefs, decides that's a good way to delay the inevitable, and follows. Though of course he has company cause they dont give up that easily. And to continue his declining luck, four more mers to add to his growing entourage. 

"Wow, look how big you've gotten!!" Lisa exclaims, looking close to pinching his cheeks like a Grandma- though Lance only knew this through observation of their pod.

"Lance has a secret!" Rachel blabs, leaning over his shoulder with far more excitement than necessary. 

He groans, pushing her away as he joins the other mers in cleaning up the reef, a twinge of guilt in his gut despite the cause of the storm being from someone else's power. 

"Oh, what, does Grumpy blob have a crush or something?" Marco teases, elbowing Luis beside him. 

Lance grumbles as he fumbles with the debris hes moving, internally cursing himself at the gasps around him. 

"So! You're acting fishy because you're up to your gills in love!" Rachel swoons backwards into Marcos waiting arms. 

"Oh Dios Mios." Lance would love for a cavern to open up, right now, beneath him, please. 

The only Mers who don't treat him like Sendak's property and he wants to throttle them. 

"I see it now!" Luis exclaims, never one to miss out on a tease, the traitor, "he's dizzy, dreamy, head up in the foam! His eyes have got a gleam in them, like there's no one home." 

"Someone get this boy a coastal shelf to mope on!" Lisa instigates, laughter in her eyes. 

"He's moody as a snapper! As sure as a dogfish bites, someone’s made him lose his head!" Marcos' grin is as lopsided as he is, floating above Lance's head, he shoves him away, wondering if he should just retreat. 

"Seriously guys flip off, it's not gonna happen." Lance heaves a larger piece off the side as gently as he can, frowning at the coral beneath, it would take a lot of song and time for these poor things to come back. 

"Come on tell us who the deep-sea hunk is!" Rachel leers at him, eyebrows dancing, behind her Lance glimpses Coran and Allura, one has a look of concern, the other… well Lance can't quite identify Alluras look. 

"There's no deep sea hunk." Lance turns away, seriously debating finding that shark again.

There's a long pause, but Lances hope of them giving up is crushed when Veronicas panicked voice breaks the silence,

"Oh no. Please, please no. Lance please tell me you didn't go and," She cuts herself off, looking around frantically before coming in closer with a low hiss of, "seduce a human?" 

Lance gives an indignant squawk,

"I did not, seduce, anyone!" 

"But there is a human??? Lance, what are you thinking? Liking human stuff is one thing, but this- Lance what are you thinking??" With hands on his shoulders to hold him still, Veronica levels him with a desperate look. 

"Ronis right Lance, the human world is no place for us." Luis, like everyone else, has taken on a serious face. 

And those expectations are back. Those heavy looks, so much weight pressing into his chest, and yet no clue what it is they want from him. What it is they think he needs to do. 'Youre the future, Lance.' 

"I don't know what it is you think is up there Lance, but just take a look around you! Life under the sea is better than anything they got up there." Lisa takes on a lighter tone. 

Lance knows what's coming, knows because he's been told before, has tried to convince himself, but something always comes to remind him why he wants to escape. 

"I mean seriously, what more are you lookin for? Up there they work all day-'' Lance pointedly looks at the debris he's clearing and Marco is quick to continue, "they're slaving away under the sun's hot rays. While we get to float around down here all the time, nice and cool."

Lance wonders what they do in their territory, for all of Lance's collection, it's taken him years of little moments of free time to gather stuff, and honestly half of it was Coran and Romelle gifting him stuff. 

"And you know what they do to fish on land, they're either in a bowl or," Rachel runs a finger along her throat with a harsh click sound, "on the plate. Just imagine what they'd do to us!" 

"Not to mention, they can't possibly beat our rhythm." Luis sports a confident smile, but Lance remembers the song he'd heard on that ship. 

As if on cue however, the reef comes alive with song. Healing waves of energy that quickly distracts the mers before him, and Lance takes his chance and bolts with them none the wiser. 

He heads towards his grotto, needing some peace and quiet before his inevitable summons. He liked the McClain pod, they'd been around as long as he can remember, but they always left him feeling like he was missing something. Not that they weren't missing some major parts to his story too, but Lance didn't want them to know either. 

He enters his grotto with a tired sigh, running on no sleep and brain still too busy and anxious for it to come anytime soon. He takes in his collection, hoping for some comfort or peace of any kind. Anything to stave off what's to come-

"So you've finally returned."

Lance flips around fast enough to make his head spin, there looming in the shadows of the entrance, Triton now glowing with power,

"My. son." 

…

Keith stalks through the halls of the palace, determined to find a ship, or a carriage, something so he can search himself. To find the boy who saved him, the one whose song rings in his head, the one who risked their own life to get him home alive. 

"You aren't supposed to be out of bed yet." 

He turns to see his mother, standing tall and regal, like the Queen she is, in the doorway to the dining hall. She eyes him, the bandage on his head, the scaring mark on his jaw, the unsteady walk of a sailor on land- and a waterlogged man who should probably be resting, maybe.

"I don't need rest, I'm fine." Keith wants to leave it at that, but of course,

"Join me for breakfast." She turns without his answer, not that he could turn her down. 

They sit, eating quietly, but Keith is tense. He knows she wants to say more, but she takes her time, figuring out exactly what she wants to get across. After so many years away, only to return after news of her husband's passing, the two knew very little of interacting with each other. It was Kolivan and Shiro that kept them from having a bigger rift than they did. 

"I don't want you going out there again. You need to be here, preparing for the throne." 

Keith takes a breath, before he'll say something he'll regret,

"The boy who saved my life is out there. I'm going to find him-"

"Keith-"

Keith stands, chair falling behind him,

"I don't want to be king. I never have. I belong on the water-"

She slams her hands on the table, silencing filling the room,

"You are grounded. There will be no sailing, you will stay here and heal." 

He stares at her, the woman who never cared to stay, who left his father to raise him. The woman who knew next to nothing of him, who wanted to trap him to this existence of walls and nothingness. He turns and storms out of the room, heading for the cliffs, anything to get away.  

All he'd ever wanted, as a boy born on a ship but raised on an isolated island, was the open sea and sky, freedom that seemed so far from his reach. He was only able to grasp some semblance of happiness sailing on excursions to learn and trade, his brother- in all that mattered- right beside him. 

And now, his soul tugs again, towards something- not quite new- but foreign in a way he'd never thought of. He's haunted, thinking only of a blurry memory of someone leaning over him, more of a feeling really, and a song he sings. A song  that takes him, to places beyond his wildest dreams, to uncharted waters miles beyond the seas he knows. 

Keith had been sure he was darkness bound, destined to drown at sea and never return home. Then, miraculously, he’s saved, pulled above the stormy seas and all the way to land, before being left alone, to stand on the shoreline while his mind remains lost at sea. He wishes only for him to be found again, so he can stop wondering about who he is, where he’ll be next, and to hear his song from the source rather than this echoing in his head. Someone somehow stronger than the undertow, yet able to glow silhouetted by the rising sun, to return him to land in only a night's time. 

He won’t be able to get over this mystery, something- someone- so intriguing, there was no way he’d give up before it was solved. Somewhere, beyond where man can see, with eyes that outshine the horizon line, where they can face the unknown side by side. Whether on the shoreline where he was left, or where no compass or map can guide him, Keith would find this mystery boy, no one would stop him. It’d be easier, he’s sure, for this boy to find him once again, right where he was left, but good things aren’t always easy are they?

Throw whatever you have at me, wild uncharted waters, he’d face it all.

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[investigativemedium]

Source wants me to bring this to your attention

Ya'll know i'm not crazy right?! Do you dare embark on the journey into your mind far enough the shit might actually CLICK and make sense?! No no that's too hard, the ego says, she might expose us, the real us. She might figure us out and then call us out on it. It's too risky. GUESS WHAT? I ALREADY KNOW YOU! I am you. Even though the human mind is a scared little bitch and proves this fact over and over again beyond logical time and space. People still insist on aligning with the mind as if it is who they are. Proud of the logical equations constantly working like a Gawd Damn sweat shop factory with no windows for air. If this is the case for you reading this, stick around. Know one deserves to live in the MIND HELL, believing there is knowwhere else and that this is it. This is who I am, this dull fucking idiot whos mind never stops over analiyzing everything, driving me and the peole around me crazt becaaus im a spaz about everything under the sun and am ALWAYS uncomfortable.

Do you know why you are uncomfortable at all times?... The reason is due to the lack of authentic connection and concept of self. Your mind has doe it's mission well. It has overworked gathering information, calculating human behavior and response. Forever figuring ways to sucseed at getting what you want. the job, car, partner, financial security etc. It knows how to read others and respond in reaction to what you perceive that other people want from you in that moment in order to fullfill this ultimate goal of what ever it is. There is no authentic response from the human mind slave. There is only ego. There is only fear of not getting what you want and being alone. WHen in actuality you are already alone in your own mind identifing with the stupid off topic shit it spits out for no gawd damn reason over and over. There is no lonliness worse in existence. To act and be like what you thing others want and like is true lonliness and ignorence of self. Alianation Of spirit is the full alignment with mind as if you are it and it is you. Arguably the most fucked place of existence one could ever experience and come out on the other side of awareness still in the same human body. Believing you are a human body experiencing self as mind with only this ONE LIFE TO LIVE. You only get ONE! You only live once! I cringe evertime I hear that bull shit come out of someones mouth. The level of ignorence and lack of basic awareness is frightening.

But dont run away and threaten to kill yourself for attention just yet! I am able to provide nuggets of expansion that just might do the trick and initiate a deeper level of awareness and understanding to this experience you find yourself living. In this body you most likely fell trapped in.

People like this grow into adults from a most likely childhood of strict religious values and no permittence of self suffiency. Not as a woman or child and even if we are talking about a young boy. He still was permitted to do as he was told, dont ask questions, do as your told. The root of narcissism. The breeding and recreating of narsacistic people roaming the Earth, fucking up everyhting around them just like there parents did and there parents did and the ones before that and so on. Narsasicim is a generational consequence of continued stupidity and alighnemt with the ego mind as self. Organized religions and the bull shit they make people do in order to be worthy of their gods acknowledgment is inexcusable. The level of manipulation is monumental. What makes this disease called organized religion exceptionally treturous is that these ass holes are considered the norm. Its easier for most people to just give in and conform to what eeryone else is doing just in an effort to stay out of confrontation. It takes a lot of courage to think for oneself. It takes a people of wise intention to speak up to their authentic experiences exposing the manipulation and control being acted upon the masses.

Religion indoctrinates the masses to operate fully in agreeence that the mind of a human is the identity of the human. You are your mind and only God has the power to be anything and everything else. You better not attmept to play God or you will be punished. Tisk tisk tisk. The way that people actually fall for and spend generation asfter generation worshiping this trauma bonded behavior is mind blowing to me. People are so afraid of the unknown that they have to be given laws to not cross so they can rest at night knowthing that when their time comes, they will go to heaven. The problem is , the restrictions are in humane and and dehumanizing. Everyone is fucking up on the low but not saying anything becaseu they dont want to be outcasted. This causes an even deeper level of denial of oneself needs and wants, which has the tendancy to create literal monstors due to the energy explosion no longer controllable due to lack of proper guidance, connction with the true spirit and soul and flat out fear.

One of my deepest desires for the collective experiencing human life on Earth is for the massess to wake up to the way they have been manipuated out of their life force energy, their freedom of thought and will and most importantly stripped of their right to be the GOdly badd ass they were meant to be but insted deprive themselves due to fear taktics.

The most important point to all of this is, this was all designed to be exactly the way that it is. Is a program installed and on repeat in most humans until the crack the program, see it for what it is and ascend onward down their journey. Eventually everyone will have ascended onward and beyond the manipulation of the organized crime rings calling themselves diciples of God and claiming religious rights to ruin the lives of innocent people stuck in generational cyclical hell. All to feed their ego, live fully in greed and power getting off on fulling the masses into thinking all this religious bull shit is actually the truth. When anyone tricks you out of the ability to think for yourself and question authority, its a SCAM POINT BLANK PERIOD. The people running these religions cant even live up to their own expectations and instead of owning it and taking responsibity for theirself , they'd rather lie to look good (EGO) which digs an even deeper hole which causes an energetic reaction and inbalance with awareness of the mind and its utter nonsense, they then entertain their currupt mind becaseu they think thats who they are driven by uncontrolable intrusive thoughts from their own child hood and the trauma of denying themselves the right to basic love and desire to grow. This is how so many priests molest children. Their energy is so blocked and in denial of self, molesting the innocent in hopes they are too young to tell or thinking they have authority over the victims and will never be found out.

As I'm writing this I am being made aware that there is something way more horrific and problematic going on within the catholic church. How they allow their priest and pope even to be accused and proven guilty of child molestation but then nothing is done about it. This feels like a normality to their culture. It's like they were raised by pedophiles and are proud to be one just like their dad. It's something sick and sinister like that but instead of reveling their real identity and owning who they really are and what their really about, they lie and do nothing becaseu they are so seemingliy untouchable that they just continue on like nothing happened. Thats because to them nothing tragic did happen, its just another day of ruining innocent peoples lives for their own shits and giggles.

It's sick and such people need to be brought to justice and exposed for who they really are. THen the people can make an informed dicision on wether or not they want to be involved with a person of that nature. SInce this doesnt happen, the massses stay confused and stick to what they know out of fear and pure laziness to change their reality becasue whats the point? I am not alloud to want nice things or live in luxury, thats reserved for God which I am not so whats the point, its like they dont want to tease themselves becasue then they will fuck up. which will be the end of the forsean world, or is it a door opening to show you the truth in effort to ignight the drive to be unique and stand out, live life and be you.

This is all I want for everyone stuck in any religious indoctrination or cult stripped of their forseen free will in a free world. My advise is do not give up, see things for what they are, decide for yourself if you are 100% comfortablbe with the people and situaltions going on around you. If your not 100% in it, then plan courageously have patience and escape permanately. Sanctualry awaits you where you have unlimited lives to live and choice in everything. Forgivness is a true thing expanding from the hearts of those who have forgiven themselves. Your GOdly existence awats you to arrive and come to accept and embrace the power you hold from with in that has been stollen from your innocense. If you need help, there is assistence all around you. Be sure to look for what you want and need, the Univers provies the rest. Always rememebr you are always safe , protected and Divinely Guided , this was all apart of the planned programming you chose to incarnate into in order to have the first hand experience, no matter how hard that pill is to swallow. You are in control, co creating with Source consciousness and the perceived collective we call humanity. Dont be afraid, what you have experience through indotrination is the trauma. End the trauma now.

If you are truly in need/want of assistence of removing yourself from the kind of situations I spoke about in this article, know that you are not alone and I am here for you. Reach out and I will assist in any way possible. You are stronger than they permitted, they dimmed your light in order to manipulate you into thinking they were the light keepers and you needed them in order to earn it back.

Lindsey Latham

Psychic Medium

Founder

Alchemystic Creatives LLC

[butterbeeryuta]

donghyuck as your boyfriend

oh my mcfucking god im sorry but lmAO you better have some patience in you

because i'm a sucker for college aus, we're going to base this headcanon on that cause i said so

it's your second year in college studying history cause it's the best subject in the world (yes i am biased what about it) and you were at the library taking those aesthetic af notes on 17-18th century russia. your highlighters were everywhere, your looseleaf papers were scattered, but you just wanted to get the whole peter the great (co-tsar of russia from 1682, and became THE tsar of russia by 1696) stuff done so you could go home and snack on chips and watch the good place

'holy shit you're doing a lot wow'

who tf??

you looked up, only to see lee donghyuck aka haechan the loud and mischevious and pretty guy of the campus, surprised at your condensed notes and arguably intense method of studying

'uhH, yeah. i guess i am?'

and donghyuck, being the nosy ass sunshine he is, decides to sit with you and just watch you do your shit in pure astonishment cause lmao tf are notes

'so you're the student professor x talks about,,, no wonder why. y/n right?'

uhhHhhhH

UHHHHHH

'yes, and you're lee donghyuck?'

'glad to know my work and effort is recognised by the school body' and you have no idea how to respond to that so you just keep writing cause,,,, that's what you were going to do anyway

thing is, donghyuck knows you. he's seen you a lot in creative writing, always with the best supplies and neatly taking down notes. he's not even like that himself, but he finds it so attractive esp coming from you. he doesnt think it's a kink, and he prays to whatever gods out there that it isn't a kink— but studious you does shit to his heart

i don't think i mentioned this, but you're study partners with jeno and renjun who also takes european history and anthropology which hyuck is unaware of, but you also didn't know that you're study group lives with donghyuck and lives a fucking chaotic life.

kneeways, donghyuck was just watching you take notes, and after about 15 minutes when you realised he wasn't moving, you stopped writing and looked up at him again.

'is there anything i could help you with? you've been watching me take notes for —'

'do you want to go on a date with me?'

'ok why you cutting me of— wait what now?'

what??? just??? happened???

haechan, my dear, you two JUST MET

'we literally just met 30 minutes ago' you said, looking at him with the most confused expression

'well yeah, but if we date, we can get to know each other better'

well, you still said no

'well then, i guess i'm going to keep coming back to this library until you say yes' and lee forking donghyuck leaves like that.

you didn't believe him. what idiot would go back to you just for a yes on a date

yeah the idiot's haechan

you were once having a study session with renjun and jeno, and haechan just so happens to see the three of you having an intense discussion on who was a better leader of russia: peter the great or catherine the great

injunnie immediately notices his friend and said, 'who tf allowed you in a library??'

then this is where you interrupted: 'oh? ya'll know each other?'

haechan is confused.

you're confused.

evergone is confused.

jeno then explains how he and renjun, along with jaemin and chenle amd jisung are dorm mates with haechan; whereas you explained to haechan that the 2 boys were your study buddies, amd you told the boys how haechan was the 'library creep that keeps asking me out'

'SO YOURE THE LIBRARY CREEP?' - huang renjun, 2k19

'WAIT SO Y/N IS THE HOT ACADEMIC?? really hyuck???' lee jeno, 2k19

'god you call me the library creep? that hurts my bronchioles' haechan says

idk it felt right to say that

kneeways, now that ya'll apparently have common friends, ya'll hang out more aside from studyinh like: having lunch, playing bowling, karaoke, dinner, amd etc. it was nice overall.

maybe like 6-7 months later, haechan still visits you in the library and sits close to you while you were concentrated on whatever tf you were doing. he doesnt really ask you out much as before, but his feelings did grow for you.

there was one time where you all watched the live action of aladdin and you started singing along to the songs— and haechan found that adorable.

and there was another time where you got into a heated historical debate with renjun and even if haechan understood nothing, he was just amazed at you (even if you were very close to biting renjun's head off)

jaemin realises how whipped donghyuck is getting for you, and he's also amused at this point

NOW, exams were coming up and that means,,, YOURE MAKING STUDY PACKS YEYYYYY

so here you are, at the library, writing a lot hoping whatever is on paper would go in your brain

and you did it for hours

and hours.

and just like any other day, hyuck visits you— but it was so visible you're tired.

'you alright?' he asks and you sorta just,,, threw your highlighter at him

'fuck this hyuck i'm going to flunk the exams, why do i even bother making such extensive notes....' and you just went on for a solid 7 minutes but

he still listens to you. he still looks at you with admiration like

the fuck?

and you just noticed how even at your rambling state, he still listens to you and you start crying like get a fucking grip hoe

hyuck is confused and he starts panicking cause he doesnt know what to do and he sorta goes over to you and hugs you in a very awkward way (i hope ya'll get what i mean)

AND YOU'RE DONE you're sobbing hoW can you not have noticed someone cares for you this much

it sorta hits you all at once; he stays with you everyday after lessons so you can complete your notes, he's always there even during study sessions with renjun and jeno, he's there when you need someone to hang out with on the weekends— he's always there for you

'i don't really know how to help people calm down with their feelings cause I can barely control mine but, I think you should go home and rest a bit, the stress probably got into you and—'

'yes'

'so let me help you pac— yes what?'

'yes, i'll go out with you'

*cue your face snuggling in his chest*

HYUCK DIED SKDJAKDKSKDKS

haechan? sorry he died 0.3 seconds ago

he smiles,,, a LoT AND he just holds you tighter, rubbing your back

'well, at least i won't have to go to this boring ass library anymore'

'HEY'

a/n: UWUUUUUUUU!!! okay lmao i've been making study packs recently for mocks (and yes it's for history) and ig that inspired me for this. if ya'll one day see me post a whole post on 17-18th century russia as well as authoritarian states (china and germany) please ignore me cause that's probably just me reviewing. anD if you're interested, i'll gladly share my note-taking styles and stuff so yeS i am THAT person. hope all of you have a great day ❤️

[venomsbabe]

To have a heart to heart with you guys. I want ya'll to know.

I love mark bagleys art

And only have a few venom runs in general have disappointed me with the art. Maybe the design and some of the artistic choices but that was very few.

But the overall art of venom over his span of many years hasn't been bad. Some are so so. Some are ok. But never super bad.

Except maybe venom the madness or hunger. That art i never wanna look at again. *shudders*

But other than that. All the art of venom has been absolutely amazing. I always appreciate comicbook artists. As one artist to another.

Art is my lifeblood. So of course im gonna look at the art and designs first.

But i look for story to keep me interested and keep me coming back.

If the story doesn't seem to catch me. Of course im not coming back. Even if the art is good.

Save for a few screenshots my friends and followers post up that happen to be cool. Other than that i try not to bother.

But if it does catch my eye. And the story and art are good i will return to read of course.

I may not agree 100% but it has my attention.

Guys im not hating the new runs for no reason.

It just isn't interesting to me enough. And the overall feel to me personally of the comics feels fake or forced to push a story out and one up another writer in the comic biz than to write a good story. As sometimes it can be a competitive business but it doesn't have to be when not a lot of people are buying comics as they used to back in the day. I mean real comics not online issues through apps n stuff.

Trust me i really really tried and im still trying to get into the new stuff but i can't.

But i really do try.

I keep hoping and hoping that it will be interesting enough for me but it disappoints me every time.

But i have to say mark bagley coming back as venoms artist is one thing i truly love.

And i really appreciate that from marvel comics.

But again. Im not hating just to hate.

I just am really passionate about comics,characters and story telling. I really enjoy analyzing characters and learning the psychology of them.

It fascinates me.

But most of all im just a really passionate fan.

I don't mind if you like the new runs. Thats awesome. I dont care what you enjoy. As long as your happy and being the awesome fan you are. And want to really get into venom. Or marvel period. Thats enough for me. Its nice to meet other fans. It really is. As i dont have many other people to talk to this stuff about often.

But i just post my personal opinions and thoughts.

You don't have to agree.

I just wanna share my feelings,thoughts and opinions.

But i do have things i enjoy about the newer runs.

As the colors are smooooth as fuck. Rich and bold and facial expressionsare beautiful (thanks to bagleys art). Or dark and mysterious if you want edgelord donny cates run(sorry i had to pick on him lol)

Not all of the designs are good to me. And seem generic at times.

The story is garbage not the art(at least all the time)

Most of venoms artist are great.

But the story is where like i said it means a lot.

Otherwise

You just have a book with nice art. And sure. As an artist from that point of view its great.

But the story is what keeps me.

And some of the ideas are interesting but some stuff needs to not be done. Im all for new ideas. But only if it would work and not cause major plot holes that can't easily be solved. Some things just don't make sense at all. But sometimes the ideas. Just don't work. And are a bit more fitting with other characters then venom.

Also some of the shots in some panels of Eddie's butt is nice. Come on how can i hate on butt shots of eddie brock? Lol

But on here we never talk about venom the madness or the hunger. EVER.

Or pretty much every 90s story after that,pretty much after lethal protector and after they killed of ann weying i stopped really caring. But definitely not madnes or hunger. We dont talk about that. Nor dark origins that was a slap in the face to the characters overall. But again those are just my personal opinions.

You can love whatever you love. As long as you truly love Eddie brock aka venom. And really wanna get into the character. And not just some fad. Im cool. Love whatever comicbook runs or art as you please. In fact i love meeting new fans. It exciting to finally get to be around people who love the big guy as much as i have. I was maybe preteens 9 or 10ish(of my memory serves me good) when i got into venom. It was the reruns of the 90s cartoon. After i watch the first spiderman movie. my sister a huge spidey nerd. Got me into it. I was already an xmen fan. So why not? Instant crush on venom. So yeah it warms my heart to meet other to fangirl over Eddie brock venom with me.

As long as you respect me. I do the same for you. And i really do appreciate your support and feedback.

I just don't like gatekeepers and people who send hate messages. Those i tend to ignore.

But if you have a genuine question and are polite. I will answer.

Almost all venom art is beautiful and wonderful to me.

So i have no real beef with the comic art.

The story is where i have the beef.

So hopefully this will not be any more confusion.

Again. You guys are more then welcome to share your thoughts. I do not judge anyone. I love all of my venom fans. Even the ones that annoy me.

I may or may not agree. But i always have my ask box open. And im always here to listen.

i want you to know we are all family here.

Especially my fellow monster lovers and self shippers. You most welcome

I have my own take on the character. And how i rp him. But i try to make sure everyone is welcomed.

Now here's some bagel bagley venom for you.

Stay venomous,stay beautifully you.

Much love.