#also maybe everybody else realised that already but im just slow

[ovverwwhelmed-too]

Seeing this made me realise that Meat and Candy have been the cherubs’ thing since they were first brought into the comic, with it literally compromising their entire diet. This links in with both Calliope’s preoccupation with the story (With, of course, the Candy and Meat representing the different tones of text, the text for fun and the text for plot) and with the immense power that Cherubs hold as a powerful species. Actually, now that I think about it, the Cherub diet = Plot association could also extend to connect to Caliborns control over the narrative itself for some time. The Cherubs know their Candies and their Meats, and this makes them excellent storytellers and fantastic consumers for tales already told.

HE SAID THE THING THAT ALL YOU EPILOGUE READERS ARE OBSESSED ABOUT!!!! MEAT OR CANDY!!! FUCK IF I KNOW WHAT IT MEANS

[nish-with-no-niche]

When No One's Around...

Chartered accountant!Jaebeom x Software engineer!Reader

Summary :

Ever wonder how much alcohol tolerance can Jaebeom have for you? Read till the end to find out ;)

Warning :

1) This chapter.....is a long ass ride.

2) I know some people prefer using their name, but I only realised it later that instead of (Y/N) I accidentally gave reader-nim a name, i.e, Yeseul. So kindly bear with me as it's my first time writing a 2nd person perspective and just imagine your own name in its place. Thankyou and.....enjoy!

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You finally had finished your board meeting and were heading out of the office building with your co-workers to retire to your humble abode.

"It's 7:37 pm ladies and gentlemen, and we are finally free for the night.", said Sarah, one of your close colleagues.

"Aaaand we're leaving 2 hours later than the designated office hours. This is over time!", exclaimed Kyunghwan, your senior, and sales manager. It was totally unusual but justified for everyone to feel this way. After such a heated discussion about the proposals everyone was exhausted and acted dramatically. Even though they were your seniors, almost everybody still treated each other without the honorifics outside of work; albeit they could seem eccentric given the time and place. You yourself had experienced it first hand and maybe tonight had just a little bit more in store for you.

" Everyone, I totally understand how you must feel.....", stated Mr. Yoon-ho, the team director. "We, are not getting paid enough. Let's go to a restaurant and give ourselves a well deserved treat. The person who is wearing blue today will be the ones to pay up!", came his suggestion.

Hearing his sudden offer, each person constituting the 8 people group cheered and hooted but started checking their dress colours as the realization hit in. 'Oh thank god, I'm wearing anything but blue today' , everyone thought simultaneously.

However everyone's eyes landed on you as you were the only one wearing a turquoise blue ruffle shirt with beige coloured cigarette pants. And everybody knew exactly where that suggestion in the director's mind had come up.

' Oh lord, it's Yeseul again.'

Firstly, Yoon-ho was a huge-ass spend-thrift. Even if he knows he wont eat or use something, he would still spend money on it. Especially when it's someone else's money.

And secondly, he despised you. You and your intelligence. And the fact that you were humble made it even worse for him.

Atleast one can hate on arrogant people for their arrogance. As for humble people, we can't even hate them for anything, much less like. Tch.

Sarah, concerned for you asked if you were okay with that. Not that you really had a choice in the first place.

But you had stopped listening-in to their conversation, midway. Because your eyes were solely fixated on this unexpected visitor, standing right across the road, leaning against his car and looking right at you.

Im Jaebeom, your soon-to-be fiancè, in all his glory was right in front of you and you had no idea what he was doing there.

"Sarah, I'll see you later."

Coming to your senses after 3.57 seconds, you waved back at him and quickly crossed the road to reach him.

" Yeseul, hey" started Jaebeom.

"Uh, hi! I didn't know you were here. How have you been?", unsure, you asked him.

"I've been good. I got off work early today so I decided to pick you up like a responsible boyfriend", smirked Jaebeom.

He had his hands in his pant pockets the whole time, was wearing a suit with his hair gelled up and looked like the epitome of a perfectly successful banker.

"How long had you been waiting?", you questioned. "Not too long, about 20 minutes? .... Yeah. Don't worry though, I was busy on my phone." He lied. He knew you'd feel even worse about the truth because in reality he had been waiting for you since two hours thirty-seven minutes and sixteen seconds.

But even then you insisted, " Now this makes me look really bad. You didn't have to come all the way here. Why didn't you call me?"

"I wanted to be here", he replied cheekily and pat your head. "And it was a good surprise, wasn't it?"

(Sighing) "what if I already went home or I was staying in late?"

"Well then lets just say I got lucky" he smiled.

You were about to say something further, but he cut you in, " By the way, your...... colleagues, they seem... expectant?" Looking back at them you see them all wide-eyed and smiley-faces as if they just didn't come out of an exhausting office day. Realizing their expressions , you turned and asked Jaebeom, " oh, um, Jaebeom-shi, you're not too tired, right? Have you eaten something?"

"No, not really, why?"

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" HA, HA, HA, HA, HA! WHAT A NIGHT MAN, WHOO!!" roared a drunk Mr. Yoon. "Wow, Yeseul, you have such a nice boyfriend, he's a keeper, hahahaha. Everyone! say, 'THANKYOU IM JAEBEOM-SSI!'.

Bashfully, everyone complied, giving you sorry smiles and yet enjoying the food and drinks in front of them as if it was their first time eating.

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Since the time the talks of you about to being engaged rounded up in the halls of your office, everybody had been eager and curious to meet this Mr. Perfect who they had only seen in photos. Everyday not only the women but also your male coworkers would come over at your desk asking you to set up a get together with him.

They all wanted to know who this mysterious person was, taking a liking for someone as stoic as you. They never imagined you being in a relationship with anyone- always holding the title of 'Fashion Femme Fatale'.

So now here you were- with Jaebeom- and a gang of 8 people who were doing nothing but wasting Jaebeom's hard earned money.

Yes, he offered to pay up in your stead.

Ah! So chic!

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You were getting really uncomfortable because you felt bad for Jaebeom who was nothing but sweet to everyone all this time. You were barely starting off in a relationship and now he had to witness all of ....... this.

You wanted to just take your bag and run away with him.

"Hmm, Yeseul , how long has it been since you guys started dating?" Asked Yoon-ho.

Huh?

" uh, it's been about...... 2 months?" you replied looking at Jaebeom for confirmation. After getting his nod of approval you continued, "why do you ask though, sunbae-nim?"

"Ah! I didn't get to congratulate you. First of all....... let me pour you a drink!"

"What, out of nowhere?"you retaliated.

"Ahem! I'm your superior."he countered. "You didn't even touch anything yet, Drink~ bottoms up~~".

In the midst of his coercions, you contemplated- 'Why... do I get intimidated by Yoon-ho ssi? .... Soju's too strong ...... Jaebeom won't be able to drive if he drinks it.... house is far tooo. *sighs* it's over for me if I get drunk and act like an idiot in front of them.... hhnnngg. But if I refuse, the mood will get cold.... last time I was fine for the first few drinks, right?-"

"Give it to me."interceded Jaebeom.

"Huh?"

Turning towards the crowd, he stated, "Yeseul's bad with alcohol. I'll drink for her."

"Ooo~ hahahaha~~"

"playing the knight for your girlfriend ? ~~ "

"so cool!! Whoa~"

Sighing you looked at him, starting to get a little worried. But suddenly everyone chimed in- "still! We're not satisfied with one drink!"

"Let's get Yeseul-ah drunk~!"

"Me too!"

"You cant resist our drink! We're your superiors!"

"Aah~ now, let's not push her too hard. Take it slow. Slow~" said Yoon-ho, giving you his ever so sweet smile.

'It is you I hate the most!' You thought.

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"Aah~ Jaebeom-ssi drank them all"

"~Food is great here!"

"Heard this is the hidden place for gourmets."

After a while things seemed to settle down, your thoughts again wandered towards Jaebeom-

'He keeps on tapping his fingers and feet.... all the while maintaining his smile. I wonder if he's getting bothered by them..... ' -

"Hey~ she cant take her eyes off her BOYFRIEND!" chirped Yujin( colleague, same age as you). Following suit everyone got started off- "He's good looking right?" " you didn't even glance at the others ~" "what ? No, when did I.. " you tried to defend yourself. Sarah who was sitting next to you all this time whispered, "don't take them too seriously 'seul- ah, they're only teasing you, and you know everyone is as good as drunk."

Suddenly Kyunghwan, who was sitting opposite to you, waiting for the right opportunity slipped in~ " You can take mild Brandy right?"

"Ah yes, I can"

"NO." Jaebeom interceded. Again.

He took the glass from his hand and drank it.

"Aish intercepting it all, gosh!"he exclaimed.

But leaving no stone unturned, he kept pressing, "hey! You guys are a couple, atleast show us a kiss!" And everyone started hooted demanding such a public display of affection.

Hearing this, your ears flared up, " oof, what's with you all? Dont you think it's too much? ..... please stop it already. I dont really want to do it. ........Why do we have to do it in front of you?"

Now this... was just too much. Right when you were about to give them a piece of your mind-

"Okay."Jaebeom announced.

" ...... "

" ....... "

" ....... "

What.

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The truth is that both of you had never really kissed before, the closest form of affection you were able to showcase for now was simply a hug, that too only when you were alone. You had no idea what went through his mind when he agreed to everyone's plea. Was he finally drunk? You had never seen him drunk before, all though a few of his friends that you had met told you he had a strong temperance. Maybe this was okay for him?.... Did he probably hear it wrong? Not being able to make head or tail of the situation you questioned him, "Jaebeom-"

"You....... and you." Cutting you off, said person pointed at Kyunghwan and then at Yujin.

"If you two do it, we'll do it too. In fact, it doesn't matter if any other two do it either." explained Jaebeom with a smile.

And then you realised what he was actually doing.

"Don't want to, right?..... I stink of alcohol and 'seul said she doesn't want it. Moreover, it won't look good, if a lady's colleagues at work would act like this, much less her seniors."

"Uh. . . . " a flustered Yujin tried to speak.

" Well I wasn't going to force her to do that" resigned Kyunghwan with a pout.

"Yeah let's just forget about it, okay guys? ", Sarah spoke.

"Wow~ get married already Yeseul, reqally" Said Yoon-ho.

"Such a perfect couple. Tch" mumbled Yujin.

However, when everyone went back to their own, Kyunghwan caught Jaebeom giving him a side glance with a poker face who then turned to look at you. Even though such a gesture unnerved him, the alcohol immediately brushed off that feeling.

You on the other hand were getting more and more worried about Jaebeom, you lost count of how many glasses he must've had on your account, and tried one more time to check up on him- " are you alright? You've been really drinking a lot." But he only gave you a smile in return.

(Sighing) 'He drank way too mu-' *plop*

His head suddenly on your shoulder now, he spoke, " I want to rest."

Looking at you Sarah whispered," He must be tired, you should go home now, don't worry, I'll take care of it here."

"Okay. Jaebeom-ssi ....... Jaebeom? Let's go home now, ok?" You asked.

"Seul."

"Yes?"

"My head aches."

"What? Headache?"

"Its too noisy here..... my head aches.....". Alarmed by this sight you wondered ' 'why's he like this ? Since the start he seemed a bit off. Is his head hurting from being drunk? This was such a bad idea."

You see him gently lift his head up and stare at his hands. Or the table. Or the plate? You see jaebeom blink.

"..."

And he blinked again.

'Ohmygod,he's definitely drunk.'

" uhh, hey- let's go get some fresh air, okay?" You asked holding him by the shoulders. You never witnessed something like this before. But he just stared at you.

'Answer me already.' You thought. Helping him stand up you took your bag, "okay, Sarah, we'll be leaving now, I'll catch you tomorrow, take care!"

"Yeah, you too, goodnight~" returned Sarah.

Once outside you tried to remember where the car was, since the restaurant didn't have a parking lot. You walked a few meters and then stopped. Due to him leaning on you, your back and neck hurt a little, so you decided to sit on the nearby bench. 'Ah, I'm out of strength.'

You both just sat next to each other like that for a while and then you asked him where the car was kept.

But he just smiled at you.

Heaving a sigh, you stood up and started searching around. "Just sit here, and dont move Jaebeom- ssi, I'll be right back." He saw your retreating figure as you left.

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After about 10 min you find the car at the backside of the building and return to where Jaebeon was.

"I found the car, give me the keys and I'll drop you off home" you said.

"Yeseul."

"Yes?"

He smiled. Again.

"Seems like you won't get up for a while." So you sat down. Did he even listen to a word you said? And no sooner than you did, he reached his hand out to touch your face, whereas you instinctively moved back. He paused for a moment, mid air, and then touched your cheek. "You look tired", he said thoughtfully.

Well he wasn't completely wrong.

He let his head drop on your shoulder, and again with the same sweet, mellow voice recited you name," Ye.seul.ah."

"Yes, yes I hear you." You laughed.

"I should've just left with you after work was over rather than come here. Everyone just wanted to meet you so bad. I'm sorry."

" . . . "

"Plus I didn't want you to pay for those guys." You confessed.

"Pay?", queried Jaebeom. "seeing how they sat and behaved with you , it's obvious that they were trying to leech off." He finally spoke.

" Yeseul, I want you to be very cautious and smart about who you associate yourself with in that work place and any where else. I won't always be around you, so you must be wary of people like Kyunghwan. Got it?" And then he lifted his head up to stare straight ahead.

So that's what was bothering him.

Trying to lift the strange tense atmosphere you spoke in childish wonder, "how dare they think of you as a pushover! In fact, why did you even drink whatever came my way, I could've handled-"

"What would you have done?" Cut in Jabeom.

You fell silent.

"Those two men and that woman, those three were your seniors. And anyone could notice how they exploited their position. I understood you couldn't do much from where you stand", he reprimanded you.

After a pause he continued, now in a smaller voice- "I dont think I can drive, how will you get back home?"

" Well thanx to a certain someone, I'm completely sober. So I'll drive your car to your house and drop you off. Then I'll take a cab to mine."

" 'seul?"

"Hmm?"

"You like me right?"

"Huh", you sat up straight, taken off guard by his question.

"You're sincere to me right? Whatever I do, I have always been sincere towards you."

Suddenly flustered by this uncharacteristic side of him you just tried to avoid his question, staring straight ahead.

"Just give me the car keys, let's go home now..." you said in a daze.

'Its definitely the alcohol in his brain.'

"Yeseul!"

"Ah, yes-"

chu!~~

"Wha..."

Chu!~~~

Jaebeom kissed you.

And the realization hit in.

Huh.

Huh???!!

" #$%@&**?! Jaebeom-!!! "

" ? "

"What are you ?! Why did you?!-"

"Hm? What? No one's around."

And he kissed you again. This time properly. Making you feel nothing like ever before.

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Sadly, he ended up passing-out right after and you drove him back to his house, aided the house-helper lay him on bed, took a cab, went back to your home, changed into your night clothes, slipped in your bed and you laughed. You laughed until sleep graced you with her presence.

Except she never came.You were awake the whole night, rewinding and playing the scene again and again with the thought that would nag any other girl in your shoes- 'How do I see him after tonight! '.

Adjshklllajsldgddhddfffff !!!!!!

Eeeek!

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That's the end readers! I hope you enjoyed it my very precious people. If you did then do like and comment. Feedbacks are highly appreciated 🤧🤧

And I wish for your good health in such times and hopefully I was able to help make this quarantine maybe a little more bearable for you. Thanx for reading and dont forget- You Da Best!!!

[softlyjackson-blog]

spin the bottle | kim kibum x reader

Dear @baselinecult: 

Happy birthday, Leila! You are one of my best friends and I’m so thankful to you for always being there for me. Here’s a fic that I hope you’ll love. Also, I changed my mind - it’s not exactly enemies to lovers but I hope you’ll like it regardless. x

Pairing: kibum x reader

genre: oneshot

words in this chapter: 1.3k

Summary: Life was moving quicker than you knew how to deal with. Your boyfriend had dumped you in the summer but before you even had the time to lick your wounds, you were off to med school with your best friend - who, being in her second year already, had made the promise to set you up with the cutest boy she knew.

It hadn’t even occurred to you that that boy could be Kim Kibum, the funny, flirty, and far too attractive for his own good boy that you’d had a crush on for the majority of your time in high school.

After all, how was she supposed to know? You’d never told anyone.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

“That’s a little harsh - I thought he was cute!” Seulgi frowned, disappointed at your reaction to the boy that she’d pointed out across the on-campus Starbucks.

You realised that you’d said that out loud. “No, no, that’s not what I meant - he’s cute. He definitely is. But he’s from our old school!”

She sighed and twisted a strand of silky dark hair around her finger as she watched Kibum order an iced coffee. “Maybe so. But he’s the cutest boy here.” She tapped her phone screen to check the time and her eyes widened almost comically. “Oh my god, it’s three minutes after. Why didn’t you tell me? I’m late for my lecture!”

You suppressed a giggle, having already told her at least four times. In your years of friendship with Seulgi, you’d long given up on trying to get her places on time.

She grabbed her backpack off the floor and tipped the remains of her frappuccino into her mouth, half-walking and half-running across the floor to dump the plastic cup in the bin and head out of the door. Hand on the handle, she paused and turned around to face you.

“Party! Tonight! Minho’s at ten,” she shouted, before leaving.

You would have rolled your eyes, had she been there to see. As much as you needed a night out, it would be your first party since the term had started a couple of weeks ago. You didn’t really know anyone yet - and you knew from experience that parties really weren’t the best places to people, especially people who you were going to spend the next few years completing a medicine degree with.

Across the room, Kibum sat at a table with a couple of friends, laughing at a story someone was telling. He was gorgeous, Seulgi was right. His hair fell into his eyes, and when his cheekbones hit the light, it -

You shook yourself out of it. You’d go to the party, mostly because you didn’t have anything else to do. And you’d avoid Kibum at all costs. Med school was a fresh start and you didn’t want to spend any time antagonising over boys. Especially boys that you’d already spent enough time antagonising over.

He noticed you staring and caught your eye, smiling. You looked away, quickly, and pretended to stare at the textbook that lay open on the table.

The real question, of course, lay in what to wear.

From outside Minho’s apartment, you could hear the bass of the music playing inside, as well as shouts and laughter. You were nervous, but in firm denial of it. You’d opted for high-waisted denim shorts, a black ribbed bodysuit, and black high heels - only after texting Seulgi after realising you had no idea how formal the dress code was. You pushed the doorbell.

You heard someone walking up to the front door and a second later Minho dramatically swung it open and hugged you. You’d only hung out with him a few times but he was friends with everyone, possibly being the nicest guy you’d ever met. He was also gorgeous, and not just gorgeous to the other girls and boys in your shared classes - the kind of gorgeous that had made people stop in the middle of the street to stare when you’d taken a trip to McDonald’s together a few days before. He wasn’t your type, though, and you were more than happy to remain as friends. Besides, the boy standing shyly behind him - Jinki? - had one hand on the small of Minho’s back and slightly swollen lips. It hadn’t occurred to you for a moment that Minho would be even remotely interested in girls.

“Y/n, I was hoping you’d be here! Come inside, come inside,” he ushered, grabbing your jacket and hanging it by the door. You couldn’t help but smile at his overdramatic hospitality. “Thanks, Minho. Have you seen Seulgi?”

By now you were in the living room, where most of the party was taking place. Minho, being taller than the majority of his guests, craned his neck and scanned the room. “Doesn’t look like she’s here yet.”

Your eyes were instantly drawn to who was here. Kibum, in black jeans and an oversized band t-shirt, held a can of cider in one hand and the waist of a girl in the other.

Why the hell did you feel jealous?

The doorbell rang again and he smiled his apologies, running to answer it. You made your way to an uninhibited corner and pulled out your phone to text Seulgi.

You:

Where are you? I’m alone!

Seulgi:

SHIt im on my way. Curlers broke. Give me 15min

You knew for a fact that fifteen minutes meant at least half an hour. You started making your way to the kitchen to find something to drink, but were interrupted by Minho’s loud voice.

“Everybody gather round!”

Well, it’s not like you had anything else to do.

“We’re going to play a game. Seven minutes in heaven, to be exact.”

A few wolf whistles. For the second time that day, you suppressed the urge to roll your eyes. You’d played your fair share of seven minutes in heaven between the ages of 13 and 16. Still, maybe it would be a good way to get to know the people here.

Minho produced an empty beer bottle and carefully laid it on the floor in the middle of the rough circle that his guests had made. He spun it.

The bottle slowed and stilled, pointing directly at you. You felt your face warm up.

“Y/n, and…”

He spun it again, and you couldn’t believe it. Kibum’s eyes met yours and he smirked, recognising you instantly.

“In you go, lovebirds!” came the yell, and the two of you were pushed into the pantry. Someone jokingly threw a condom in after you and through the slats of the door you could hear: “Your time starts NOW!”

You met Kibum’s eyes. He smirked again and your heart missed a couple of beats.

“I didn’t expect to see you here, y/n. Med school?”

“Well, yeah. I want to be a doctor. I didn’t know you did, too.”

“Not a doctor. Well - I want to be a paediatrician.”

You hadn’t seen that one coming. “Kim Kibum wants to spend his days working with kids? The more you know, I guess.”

He laughed gently. He’d grown up a lot since you’d last seen him, at school. Only traces remained of the boy whose name you’d doodled on pieces of paper and whose Instagram you’d scrolled through into the early hours of the morning.

“What do you wanna do for, like, six minutes?” he teased.

“I can think of a few things…” you half-whispered.

He closed the distance between you in a single step and all the air suddenly left your lungs. You looked up into his eyes, only centimetres away, and realised that Kibum was the most beautiful person you’d ever set eyes on.

Closing your eyes as he leaned in to kiss you was the most natural thing in the world.

[theskyexists]

umbrella academy

love vanya’s style

don’t really like golden boy luther even though he’s clearly just trying his best

the implication is that five could travel in time to before this time and an agency is on his trail

i love officer patch for putting diego in his place

so vanya shot five’s trust in her

so he uses klaus

so they’re torturing the wrong guy - he’s just gonna tell em whatever they wanna hear

allison you asshole. is there literally no one in vanya’s life that’s worth her? nope

“you’re an adult now vanya, you don’t get to blame your problems on anyone but yourself’ FUCK OFF ALLISON. she went to a goddamn therapist, she exposed what horrors you were put through, she made something of herself by mastering a damn instrument - no thanks to ANYONE ever believing in her.

she was trying to be fucking NICE. she literally was the only one who got NOTHING but shit out of the family - GREAT

im thinking that vanya is gonna explode in six days and take the whole of humanity with her. that’s what makes her special - at last

my question is why pogo is so convinced of their dad being a good man and a loving father - in his own way

‘she’s your sister, she knows you didn’t mean it’ that’s as unlikely in that family as a talking walking chimp. CLEARLY there’s zero trust between vanya or anyone. zero trust between any of them

i know they’re trying to present pogo as the real dad in the family - but like - his whole character and insistence on the above is an insult to the trauma they’ve all suffered

‘you were a child miss allison’ ‘but i’m not anymore’ she mirrors her projection back at herself. at least she can do that

of COURSE they’re going to keep allison’s discovery from the audience ugh. im really annoyed with the pacing?? xD it’s because the premise is so straightforward. i don’t normally mind a slow pace but this is like - superhero kids x abusive household. alright. TELL ME MORE

yeah i knew five went pretty mad and started talking to an inanimate object. you’d think he’d have more symptoms of solitary confinement

i thought he killed her but it didn’t work....he hit her in the neck, blood splattered, she went down, and she was back up again the next shot. some time shit? (edit: it was just her arm? those masks do some serious protecc tho)

ok but vanya is not amongst the dead

hey

the problem with these kids is that they don’t have the fortitude to look beyond themselves. they never even realised that their mother is a shell of a human being due to some sort of brainwashing (yeah she’s a robot?)

Diego doesn’t realise that his come-ons (defensive manoeuvres?) are the way to instantly rebuff his only ally

wow why is everyone so shitty to vanya

oh allison, having that power must be a curse on your relationships. but why hasn’t it ruined (obviously) her relationships with her siblings?

i know leonard is awkward but he’s just so friendly. and damn, finally somebody who appreciates her for her?

i love vanya though.

how did allison and luther find five and vanya in the middle of the streets though

these shitters ignore their ‘mom’ in everything - should we turn her off or not? why is that the first thing they go to? why don’t they talk with her together?

vanya has the shittiest and smallest room....

now diego lashes out at vanya. EVERYBODY lashes out at her - because there are no consequences - and there never were

it almost seems like their dad was a robot himself malfunctioning

hypocrisy. everybody bottling shit up. luther suddenly waking up and being a ‘monster’ instead of golden boy. ironic

‘i really need it for my nerves i’ve been taking it since i was kid’ OOHHHH have ya? might it be to repress your fucking powers? seeing as, your dad just kept insisting nothing was special about you?

Leonard!!!! i am really really starting to like this dude. i think they are trying to do a double rug pull. trying to make him look shady (’family right?’), trying to make him look good, trying to make him look shady again.... but really there’s nothing wrong with him

pogo is such a weird character. i really enjoy luther’s and diego’s conflict though.

luther really is still clinging to his privileged little ‘leader’ role, his ‘one’ role and he can’t fathom why the others WOULDN’T stay - just. like. him.

so yeah the agents are time travelers - but they THINK that Five is gonna be the cause ey? bc who would act to CAUSE the end of time? stupid

broken contract? ‘we’re also going to end the world’ so they already know it’s gonna happen - they just didn’t know five was gonna try and change it and they were gonna be involved in stopping him. sounds like the time travel agency camps out in time before the end

personally think it’s weird they’re spinning a romance between two people who’ve been raised as siblings but---- uh weird circumstances i guess

ok so it was a straight rug pull. unless - he’s being a creep throwing her pills away ‘for her own good’. that would still make him not good but not organised evil.

DETECTIVE PATCH RUN!!! DON”T DIE!!!! she’s gonna die isn’t she. fuck

god fucking dammit. it’s gonna give diego a complex bc he wasn’t there for backup. i dont give a fuck about diego i give a fuck about fucking detective patch fucking DYING. god fucking dammit

klaus fucking timetravelled oh my god

what the fuck tho like, this does not bode well for me at all. if they dare kill detective fuckin patch. for what. for a fuckin sad song

I LOVED THAT WOMAN

five grew super old before he ever left the wasteland?? all he gained was a bike

is that grace with a timetravelling suitcase?

did he not kill kennedy?  you can retire to the time and place of your choosing - lol fucking bullshit. and i was right - time agency camps out before the end...

oh klaus has had an experience. sky soldiers? 1968. what was going on then? what war? right vietnam

Helen stopped showing up for first chair? hmmmmMMMMMM it’s like they’re gonna try and build Vanya up. Vanya is DEFINITELY the key

let’s give klaus even MORE ptsd

butterfly effect: just kill a dude and time changes. maybe...try NOT killing someone, saving someone, changing someone ? to ? change time?

‘you’re not my mother. worry about your own daughter’

‘that’s not fair’ hmmmm it’s pretty fair. i mean you barge back into somebody’s life after 12 years and then finally when she’s got a bf you’re like: actually! i bet he’s a creep. lol

i mean she’s probably right but does she not HEAR herself? no bc these kids have never thought about anything else but themselves and their own perspectives

why the FUCK would allison walk in heels if she’s been trained in combat

vanya’s power surfaces....

no one’s ever believed in me like this - hmmm. seems more and more deliberate. Leonard seems very enthusiastic about ‘out of body experience’?? ‘this is your time’ HMMM

LITERALLY an invisible force

the actress for grace is incredible. going from so animated as to seem human to so robotic as to seem not human at all to all these microexpressions mixing the two.

‘do you remember what happened?’ hmmmm

anyway this series takes waaayyyyy too long lol going to bed