#and i love patrick so much you guys i have adopted him

[moeblob]

Help this trio + another guy was specifically designed to target me.

[smoshyourheadin]

spencer’s funeral and his partner is the special guest and roasts spencer so hard and than revels that they are getting a cat together but everyone thinks it’d a baby announcement lmaoooo or however you wanna end it

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pairing: spencer agnew x f! reader

a/n: anon i love this idea so much!! guys please don’t come at me for these terrible jokes i’m just a girl really 😜 also i’m posting sm rn go me

requests are open <33

“lebron james inspired us with his baller moves. steph curry inspired us with his words. spencer agnew inspired us by being a piece of shit, so we would never follow in his footsteps.”

you’re stood at the podium of the funeral, spencer in the coffin next to you holding a bouquet of plastic flowers as he tries not to laugh.

“spencer is a gamer, and we all know that. but if he spent as much time with me as he does on world of warcraft, i’d be the happiest girl on earth, but hey, at least he has a high gear score to keep him company whilst i cook.”

you see everyone laugh as you switch the paper, angela cackling over what you thought was a pretty shit joke.

as the laughter dies down, you continue on. “spencer and me only ever disagree over stupid things, and i think to myself, he must know he’s short when he has to look up to see eye-to-eye with someone who's shorter than him, because i’m always right. i’m sure courtney feels the same about shayne.”

at this, courtney yells “FACTS!” from behind one of the cameras, and you shoot her a wink.

shayne then stares you down, and all you say is “shayne don’t worry, i’m a short king ally!” which he just smirks at.

“i have some pretty bad jokes here, so let’s quickfire some.“ you mutter to everyone.

“if sleeping on my arm were an olympic sport, he’d have more gold than michael phelps.” this earns a giggle from spencer, as you have a folder on your phone of him asleep in the most awkward ways possible, always lying on your arm somehow.

“he’s so obsessed with video games, even his posture looks like it's from a character model that hasn't loaded properly yet.“ this makes everyone cackle, spencer opening one eye to glare at you, and you just laugh him off.

“your gamer boy posture is so bad, chiropractors have your picture on their vision boards on what to improve on.”

“do you guys think that,” you exhale through your nose at what patrick has written on your prompt card. “spencer’s idea of sitting normally the same as a pretzel’s idea of being straight?” which is so bad it’s good, making you crouch down to laugh.

you stand back up after a moment, your stomach twisting over what you’re about to do. it’s going to be so worth it, but gosh you feel bad.

“spencer, my lovely boyfriend, is a mt dew kickstart addict, certified gamer girl, and a soon to be father” and at this last statement, everyone gasps, and spencer’s eyes shoot open and he sits up. he looks at you intently, and you see him experience about a hundred emotions at once

you smile at everyone, turning to a camera, pulling out a printed off certificate of adoption, a picture of a tiny ginger cat taped to it.

“we got a cat!” you say, almost proud of how shocked everyone is

as you turn to look at spencer, you hear shayne’s laugh, and you look at spencer with sympathetic eyes, mouthing ‘i love you’ to him over all the laughter. he just smiles, knowing that this cat is going to be so loved by you both. especially you. because you love him so much.

as you sit back down, spencer sits up. having come back from the dead, he has some things to say. he goes through everyone at his funeral; alex, shayne, damien, tommy, selina, and then, you.

“and finally, my beautiful girlfriend, y/n. my bundle of sunshine, blinding and hard to look at directly.” you scoff at this, and he looks at you with a look that says this is a joke please don’t kill me when we’re home.

“i mean, come on, you cry at surf's up? i guess even animated penguins have higher emotional intelligence than you.” he manages to say through a fit if giggles. spencer always teases you for this, even though he cries at the NGE film. loser.

after wrap, courtney comes over to congratulate you on your cat, and just catch up generally.

“so, cat parents hey? proud of you girl” she says with a grin.

“yeah, i kinda feel bad scaring everyone into thinking spencer gets game in bed.” you reply, earning a laugh from her.

“don’t be mean to me! i’m a player you know?” spencer says coming up behind you.

“okay, sure you are mr ‘i cry at anime’.” you snap back.

he throws his hands up in defeat, and you kiss his cheek, going off to see amanda.

“she’s so cool.” courtney says

“yeah,” spencer replies. “she’s not that bad.”

she elbows him in the ribs, and he clutches his side

“i mean, she’s the best!” he says through strained teeth, courtney doing a proud nod before catching you up.

[that-one-enby-ranger]

Hi, you reblogged a thing asking to ramble about the outsiders, and I remember reading that book like 2 years ago and loving it. I and my best friend would absolutely adore hearing you ramble about the outsiders, so, please dooo

Oh I will gladly ramble on about The Outsiders.

Firstly I'm just gonna start off with my order of favourites from the main seven.

Darry. He is my absolute love. I made a list of my top ten favourite fictional characters over all and he was number four. I would gladly marry him. I want to hug him. I will defend him until the day I die. Patrick Swayze is amazing too.

Sodapop. He used to be my favourite when I first read it, but then Darry went straight up to my favourite and now he is my number 2 and will probably be for the rest of time. I love him though, he's so sweet and amazing and handsome. I think when I first read it I felt I related to him because I'm the middle child as well and even though my sisters don't fight like Ponyboy and Darry do, I sometimes get left out of things like when they play Bendy or Little Nightmares.

Two-Bit. He's my little goofball. And I love thats there more to his character as well than just being a little goofball. Like how his father left, and he really cares about the rest of the gang like Pony and Johnny because he wants to look after them and was going to go to texas to find them. When writing The Outsiders fanfics he's fun to write for because he's a just a funny little guy. I love him. I want him as a friend. Or a husband. Either is fine.

Dally. I love him. I love characters who are fucked up with very high emotional walls who secrelty loves someone a lot and has a lot of trauma. The only thing I don't like about him, as that he kind of reminds me of my dickhead stoner cousin.

Johnny. I know he's low down, but I still love him a lot, and I want to look after him, and adopt him, and make him feel better, and kick his parents arses because they're little pieces of shit that deserve to go to hell. My sweet little lost puppy.

Steve. A lot of people don't like him, and I used to not really care about him, but I do now, because even though he's just a side character whose not in it much, he's still complex and got trauma, mainly from his dad. And he's Sodapop's best friend and I ship Stevepop. Plus he's played by Tom Cruise in the movie.

Ponyboy. I honestly don't really care about Ponyboy. He's just kind of there for me. Being realistic out of the entire gang he's probably the one I could relate to the most, and that I'm probably the most like especially since he likes to read and watch movies, but he's still kind of boring to me. I normally find the main characters boring. Sometimes.

Anyways now that the done. Darry. I love me Darry. A lot of this will probably be about Darrel Shayne Curtis Jr. because I love him so goddamn much. Words can't even describe how much I love him. He's just another complicated character. I don't care if he hit Ponyboy. I shall defened him. He loves his brothers he's just trying to look out for them. He probably shows more affection for his brothers than me and my sisters do. He literally calls them bub. I only do that with my best friend and it's because of him. She doesn't even realise it, she just thinks I randomly started calling her bub. I don't usually like guys with big muscles that you can see, but Darry is the biggest exception ever. I usally like twinks or people that are strong and have muscles but it doesn't really show that much until they do something, or have not as visible muscles but they are still visible, and still have really strong arms, like how I imagine Halt. And Patrick Swayze is gorrrrrrrrgeousssssssss. I love him so much.

JUST LOOK AT THIS MAN. HOW COULD YOU NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH HIM. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. WHEN MY FRIEND ASKS WHAT POLAROID PHOTO I WANT PRINTED FOR MY BIRTHDAY IM CHOOSING HIM. I WOULD CHOOSE BRIAN OR FREDDIE OR JOHN OR ROGER BUT I ALREADY HAVE MY ENTIRE ROOM DEDICATED TO HIM AND I HAVE NOTHING ON HIM EXCEPT FOR THE BOOK.

I swear to fuck when I read the book for the first time it changed my life and I instantly fell in love with it. My sister read it first for a novel study and she liked it, and then for my year 9 English class we had to read some books from a list that was given to us and the Outsiders was on it so I read it, and loved it very very much. I finished it before I had to return it so I just read it again immediately after finishing it. And then I watched the movie, then watched it again, then read the book again and again, and watched the movie, and bought the book and read it, and now I have lost track of how many times I have read and watched it. I read the book and watch the movie multiple times a year. When I first read it, I was reading in the car on the way to school and that was when I read the very sad death scenes. Did not expect to read a very serious plot point on a fifteen minute car ride to school. I remember thinking there's no way this ones gonna die, and then he did. I THOUGHT HE SURVIVED THE FUCKING FIRE. I had watched the movie with my sister before reading it but I wasn't really paying attention, the only thing I remember was the scene where Pony and Soda were hugging in bed, BUT I DIDN'T REMEMBER ANYONE DYING SO I THOUGHT WHEN I READ IT THAT EVERYTHING WAS GONNA BE OKAY. THEN I DEFINETELY DIDN'T EXPECT HIM TO DIE LITERALLY TWO FUCKING PAGES LATE. I am ashamed of my self that I have never cried over this. I'm surprised I have never cried while reading or watching. I may have cried over it once or twice, but it wasn't because of the deaths or how tragic it was, it was because I wanted to hug Darry and I couldn't.

The entire fucking cast is amazing. You've got Patrick Swayze, you've got Tom Cruise, you've got Rob Lowe, you've got Matt Dillon, you've got Ralph Macchio, you've got Emelio Estevez and you've got C. Thomas Howell who I don't really care about if I'm being honest. I also find it funny that pretty much the entire cast became famous apart from C. Thomas Howell, and he played Ponyboy who is literally the main character. But all the other cast became famous from different movies. Patrick from Dirty Dancing, Rob from probably St. Elmo's Fire or something, and the Outsiders too though, Matt from something else I don't know, Tom from like everything, Emelio from the Breakfast Club and Ralph from Karate Kid.

There's the Outsiders musicle now that I haven't watched yet and I don't know if I want to. I've heard its good, and people like the cast, but I'm too attached to the original movie cast, and I honestly don't know if I like it or not. I keep switching between being okay with watching and just refusing to watch it. And it's funny because when I heard there was going to be a musicle I was really excited but not I'm just meh. If it came to New Zealand to Wellington where I saw the Shrek musicle then I would probably see it if I had money. But at the moment I probably won't watch it. It's like the outsiders tv show they have, I probably won't watch that either. Also sidenote, I watched Shrek the Musicle in a haunted theatre called St. James Theatre. Why do I feel like i'm spelling musicle wrong.

I have another sideblog dedicated to The Outsiders as well called @ponyhasapepsiaddiction. I should make another sideblog entirely dedicated to loving Darry.

I feel like I definetely have more to say on them. But I've been writing for ages and it's 1:00pm for me now, and I'm hungry and want lunch. I know people may not be interested, but I do have some Outsiders fics, most of them have been recommened by other people.

Here's some random photos I also have saved to my computer:

That's not alll of them. There's defintely more.

Thanks for letting me ramble on about my babies. Out of all my favourite books this ones my second fav after Rangers, and out of all my favourie movies this ones my second fav after Bohemian Rhapsody so I kind of like it. Also thanks to anyone who actually read to the very end and put up with my bullshit.

Just putting it out there, if anyone would like to hear me yap about and ramble on about other things I like I will also gladly do Queen (that one will be the longest trust me), Rangers Apprentice obviously, Good Omen, Our Flag Means Death, ducks, Marvel, different fictional characters I like, different celebrities I like, or just OCs and Wips, like my novel.

[ambrossart]

Hello, my question is about the Bowers gang and the music. I simply found it curious and fun and since Victor also seems to be a music fan and invited Evelyn next time to listen to music, my question is about her musical tastes, if she has a group. favorite or what genre of music do they listen to or if they have a favorite singer since Belch is a character who is characterized by the fact that he loves Metallica, so he asks me what type of music would each one listen to, Belch, well, he listens to metallica and anthrax (he has a band t-shirt and it appears in a movie if I remember correctly) Victor in one of the chapters says that he likes an Aerosmith song but from there I don't have an idea of ​​the bands or singers I heard, much less Henry or Patrick, I feel Patrick would be the strangest, he doesn't even seem like a person who listened to music or is a fan of someone and Henry doesn't seem that way to me either, and also it's from the 80's so it's even more interesting because I love the music of the 80's. 80s and 70s.

First of all, I absolutely love questions like this! I’ve had the worst week, so this was a very welcome mental vacation. Thank you for this.

Anyway, let’s discuss everyone’s music preferences! I’m just gonna break this down character by character to make my life easier.

— Evelyn

Evelyn likes whatever songs catch her ear on the radio. Music isn’t a huge part of her life, so she doesn’t really have a favorite song or artist. She has songs she likes (a lot of those classic 80s pop hits), sure, but I doubt she knows the names of most of them. So far, I think the only artists I’ve specifically mentioned her liking are Olivia Newton-John, the B-52s (literally just for “Love Shack” probably), and The Beach Boys, but we’ll discover more of her interests later. It’s not a major storyline by any means, but it does get explored.

— Vic

This may be a departure from canon, but in my mind, Victor Criss is an early adopter of the whole 90s grunge aesthetic. Messy hair. Ripped jeans. Flannel. Oversized shirts. Drinking coffee and smoking weed. If this story took place in the 90s, Vic would be all up in that grunge scene. I’m honestly super bummed I couldn’t go that route with him, but mark my words, that boy will go full grunge in college. He will.

Since this story doesn’t take place in the 90s, a lot of people (and by “people” I mean the characters in the story) probably assume Vic’s into heavy metal like Belch, but that’s not necessarily true. See, Vic is very picky about his music, and I don’t mean that in a snobby way at all (although Vic can be a little snobby about it). For him, music is therapy. Vic just wants to get really high, listen to some music, and escape himself for a while. And the wrong kind of music can be painfully grating to him, like to the point where it would cause him intense physical discomfort. That’s why he’s so picky.

So what kind of music does Vic like? I dunno… I could see him being into psychedelic rock, artists like Pink Floyd, Jimi Hendrix, Cream, The Byrds, The Beatles, stuff like that. Vic is very private about his music, though. There’s a reason Christie Gibson can’t seem to figure him out.

It's also a pretty big deal that Vic has invited Evelyn to listen to music with him. Just saying.

— Belch

Next to Victor, Belch is probably the most serious about music. As we all know from the movie, heavy metal is his preference and his passion, but he’s also the kind of guy who can (secretly) appreciate a well-composed song regardless of its genre. That being said, Belch does tend to steer clear of the mainstream pop music scene… unless, of course, Christie Gibson is with him. Yeah, when those two are together, he pretty much lets her play whatever music she wants (because Belch is a good boyfriend).

— Henry

Yeah, I don’t think Henry is that serious about music. He listens to it, sure, everyone does, but it doesn’t impact his life significantly. Despite that, Henry’s tastes are probably very similar to Belch’s, simply because that’s how Henry gets exposed to most of his music: he listens to whatever Belch plays in the car. Apart from that, I could also see him being into bands like Led Zeppelin, Blue Öyster Cult, Deep Purple, Kansas, etc. But would he consider any of them his favorite band? Probably not, because Henry doesn’t have a favorite band.

Honestly, I think Henry has a very negative relationship with music in general. Anything that tries to tap into his emotions or influence his emotions, yeah Henry doesn’t like that. At all. He doesn’t wanna feel things. He doesn’t wanna think about his parents or his childhood. He wants all that shit to stay buried real deep.

— Patrick

For Patrick, all music sounds the same—and by that, I mean it’s all just “noise” to him. He doesn’t connect to it on any level, least of all emotionally.

In Chapter 5 (I think?) we saw Patrick using the radio kind of like a weapon. He purposefully messed with the knob to create the most annoying sounds his possibly could, hoping that it would drive the other guys in the car crazy. And it worked. Belch almost crashed the damn car. That pretty much sums up Patrick’s relationship with music. It’s just something else for him to manipulate and use for his entertainment.

So yeah, I could see Patrick listening to some really weird shit, like music that isn’t really music, but more like a bunch of random creepy/disturbing sounds put together. Patrick’s a weirdo. There’s no way he listens to traditional music.

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Okay, that's all I have to say on the subject. Thanks again for this ask! It was a lot of fun to think about. ❤️

[celebrityskinz]

(callum turner,  cisman,  he/him)  ⎯ leopold “leo” pembroke has  been  a  resident  of  roseton  for the entirety of his living years.  around  the  town ,  the  thirty-four  year  old head of pembroke security firm  has  been  given  the  nickname,  the wiseacre .  i  think  it's  because  they  are eloquent ,  but  also  condescending .  echo  is  said  to  know  that  ! [ glasses, dark academia, loser bf ] 

FULL NAME   LEOPOLD " LEO" PEMBROKE. NICKNAME(S) LEO. AGE   THIRTY-FOUR. GENDER  CIS-MAN. PRONOUNS   HE/HIM. SEXUALITY   HETRO-SEXUAL.

PLACE  OF  BIRTH   ROSETON, MA.

OCCUPATION   HEAD OF PEMBROKE SECURITY FIRM.

EYES   BLUE.

HEIGHT   6’2.

BUILD   LEAN & LANKY.

WARDROBE LEO DRESSES WITH SOPHISTICATION YET CASUALNESS, HIS GLASSES IS ALMOST ALWAYS ON HIS FACE WHILE THE TONES HE WEARS ARE NEUTRAL.

SPEECH  +  CADENCE   DEEP VELVET TONE.

 BIO

leo, born and raised at the eldest pembroke son, he was always destined to be, that guy.

the last name leo and his family carries a family history that runs deep within roseton's own history when it comes to the conversation of the founding of roseton, ma.

growing up, he surprised his peers, peers who weren't on him and his family level, they'd find him hanging out with them more than most of his family's inner circles and he wasn't a bully, not a on-purpose bully because of his lifestyle.

despite the pressure of the family name, leo's large family is loving as ever and welcoming which can be surprising to residents every day on how lucky they are to have founding family who genuinely isn't evil to the bone, seemingly.

everyone except for his mom, she's just a no-nonsense woman and pretty much runs the family and gathers them together real quick if they're stepping out of the family's line, after all it's leo's father that took his mother's family name.

it was leo's own decision to invest into the town's security firm, give it up for mr. ceo.

PERSONA.

not the rich asshole who will tell you he's better than you directly but will talk your ear off and make it seem like he's better than you.

leo doesn't outcast anyone who happens to be not on the same level of wealth he has, he literally operates like it's his duty to prove how well-educated and how non-delinquent he is, due to ppl's conception on the wealthy eldest sons of big name families.

truly goes above and beyond to contribute to helping out the residents of roseton, which can mostly be overwhelming for some honestly.

there's no doubt of his attractiveness but when he talks, he sometimes ruin it for himself as he rambles on.

when he's drink, he becomes a clingy mess.

so in his sober state, he's not really a physical type of person because it never really works out for him, his history of relationships have all concluded with him feeling played every single time.

he's if stiles stilinski, deadpool, and bruce wayne had a child.

an adventurer, you can quite literally catch him in every spot in town.

isn't opposed to having a partner who either overshadows, matches, or doesn't match his wealth.

doesn't seem like it most of the time, but he wears his heart on his sleeves, i'm talking about his vulnerable emotions, bcz most of the time, he's being a sarcastic bum.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

cousinnn or (s).

aunts and uncles. the family is big with traditional big lavish holiday dinners and such.

genuine friends he has from his family connections with other families.

someone who's a native or even new to town that he has what will be now a long-standing rivalry with, i'm talking real annoyed about this person's existence and vice versa, but then they actually start to give us slow-burn friends?

could have an adopted additional sibling.

boy bestfriend, ride or die, duo that runs the town in a chaotic sense but also helps the town with his security firm and the other occupation that his best friend takes on. these two together, spongebob and patrick type of dynamic.

exes.

this is what I have for now but give this a like so we can come up with something or talk about something that's not on the list so far <3

[deltaqueen184]

i'm back here rest of the episodes

episode 6

you know i aways want a baseball episodes

i forgot to mentioned i really like declan and i love hearing richard ayoade voices (also you should watch strange hill high)

Skylar cool

nice montage also joy breath fire that both very cool and very dangerous

also hey roz it been a while

and ms flint there to nice

'ho no not again' chet why do mean by that

wow what a bummer ending a bummer in the summer if you will (that a my weird school reference you should read it)

episode 7

oh hey banana bread i miss you

i'm glad there are ever lasting consequences tylor actions i feel in season 1 he kinda get off scott free

the animation while the legend was very cool and i really want more

cutter blonde do i have change my human design also chainsaw cutttttttteeeeeerrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!

the horror and atmosphere is so good i really want more of that

also adorable snowman is back it been while

this is probably my favorite episode which funny because my favorite season 1 episode is 7

also kinda off topic but i'm been watching raising hope great show it have lucas neff play mc when i learn that tylor grandma name is virginia that also the name of jimmy (the main character) mom is also that it pretty funny

episode 8

hey crumminghams it been a while

mike head being cover gag classic

i feel for roger man like it not his fault dad was a bad guy

also why does roger look that is he adopted does he take after his mother or just monsters genetics are plain weird

sully knowing that he a waternoose and taking picture so mike can remember the monsters he work with sweet

god that scene where everyone mad at tylor so good

episode 9

tylor a little scream joy are you okay need to calm down

tylor don't give your car keys to random monster

so is new screamland just monster new england if so is the u.s.a call u.s.s

transitions between laughs and screams chifs kiss

damn 15 minutes lunch break what is this school ( even my high school give us a half hour)

rosie got fired no i feel bad i hope she get a better job

fear co is just evil ain't it

also why does fear co have ben (the kid that tylor try to laugh) door i thought here are one of kind

also if fear co have the same doors as monsters inc are they connect somehow other than a rivalry

tylor whole idk what to call it guilt regret is very cool

johnny i know is tylor is good scarer but promote him to vice president is insane

randall ach i miss you so much

i haven't mention the end talks but smitty and needleman talking randall i think they know

episode 10

the p in sully names for patrick that neat

hey where did merc take Celia

good to know that friz take the essentials

i have mixed feelings on randall and johnny being friends one hand aw that nice johnny does care for him other hand god that feel so wrong because everyone thought he kick him out but i do have a theory since johnny couldn't get sully so he decide to keep randall because i mean hey he still did a good job on the scarce games beside that last part

randall such a petty bitch i love him

i can't believe sunny and cutter broke up over orange juice but at lest there back together and also they kiss awesome

great use of the scream extractor also did waternoose actually come up the scream extractor

i gonna love callbacks

also why did johnny think mixing laughs and scream a good idea are you trying to cause nuclear fallout

fritz does community theater really want a episode where he and mike try and put a play

tough fritz is best fritz

god the fight between mift and randall is so cool

lucas neff impersonation richard ayoade is awesome and need him to be in more stuff

okay so duncan and declan know each other that doesn't rule out my divorce parents theory

also that sword fight is the coolest shit

honestly that whole third act is cool

i can't wait for clair and johnny divorce and clair start dating block like god intended

also the fact that johnny is sharing a cell waternoose is something

how did law enforcement lent randall out like put him in restraint or something on him like if there multiple firebreathers exist than surely there are other monsters that turn invisible too

chet being a mole was interesting i hope he get better friends

good to know that skylar and chompy work for monsters inc now

i like that tylor grow in this mostly to due to him needed to learn that you know a kid as a kid than a energy source i guess it the lessons monster need to know as well

val and tylor sharing a card remind that card that mike and sully share i think that a neat detail

also i need more detective duncan maybe an episode where he try to find randall

one last thing i want a another season man i love these characters

my overall thoughts while i did enjoy season 1 this season is a vast improvement the stakes where higher not stuck to monsters inc tylor actually was a bit more likeable pretty funny and having a nice contusion while still being left for more seasons

my thoughts on monsters at season 2 ep 1-5

episode 1

i like that we see Tylor family more and just be outside of monster inc more

it nice that val hang out tylor family

tylor why are you complaining to a child also i love that kid was "dude i'm like 6 and i have coloring to in the morning" i hope tylor doesn't have kids

i grad fritz, cutter and duncan are still around i was kinda worried their forgotten

clair what happened to brock did johnny kill him probably not

i was kinda surprise jack and jill were conjoin honestly

idk man i like johnny and clair kids okay there funny

nice parallels man

episode 2

i like roger man he to care more about mift than tylor

good to know how the monsters world treats alternative fuel bad

does anyone else think the guy in the hamster wheel is one of tylor old design kinda what they did back in season 1

honestly if a kid screams and laughter in a giant can make a big explosive and in mu a group of adults could cause a disrupt power in make me think that mixing adults screams and laughter will be nuclear

episode 3

i can't tell if johnny is being stupid and smart while talking to tylor probably the latter

i can't believe this show is woke or something/ joking honestly i find it funny that the reason there at the restaurant tylor is at is cultural appropriation than the place being closed or something

why are so many songs about screams

good job cutting back on the soda fritz also sorry for not getting promote duncan

i can't tylor left his deceased grandfather suit in the closet

roze why are you kissing the waiter did something happend between you and gary did they break up are they i open relationship would they fake dating just to get mike under skin

oh sully i don't think johnny change at all

episode 4

wow fear co is really big

god i love joy so much her design remind me of dragapult from pokemon

chet bubby i don't think johnny love you man

like the chat between rosie and tylor like yeah not everyone can a jokster i guess

i how val or just more to monsters inc treating the kids as kids then a energy source also val could make parent honestly

episode 5

sick burn sully

everyone thinking the stoop is for sale is funny

i ready like old monster lady and her alive scarf thing

tylor had to let go of the past

detective duncan is best duncan also absent father which fuels my theory that duncan and declan parents are divorce and with their respected parent

duncan being into gilf ha i really want draw him simping for Tylor grandma

man tylor family is really poor hope they get their big break

also tylor grandma being a former scarcer is awesome

that all for now i'm gonna to draw now

[bowiebond]

“Adeve”

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41488308

Relationship: Munver aka Eddie Munson/Jason Carver

Summary: If a creature like Eddie Munson could walk through their church doors so brazenly, perhaps Jason was set upon this earth to be the abomination he tainted and devoured in place of another, better, soul.

CW: Intersex!Jason, Vampire!Eddie, Past Chrissy/Jason, fem language used, implied genderqueer!Jason, church sex, blood drinking, oral sex, implied P in V sex, catholic guilt, religious symbolism/metaphors used sexually :)

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No one was ever supposed to know. No one but his parents and Chrissy were supposed to know, sweet sweet Chrissy who just understood and never loved him less for it.

And now he had the town freaks head between his legs, making his toes curl as he sucked at his fat clit and lapped at his slit like he hadn’t just shoved his tongue into him moment before like he intended to fuck him with it instead of his cock. Not that he’d let him fuck him, God no, he had gone too far just allowing him to kneel between his thighs in the backroom of his church.

It was supposed to be a fight when Eddie dared to walk through those doors after seven, after everyone had long since left. Yet they were both upset and childish and it was more of a wrestle and grapple at clothing and hair than fists and blood. And of course Eddie was the kind of asshole to pants a guy and laugh about him having his dick out except Jason didn’t have one of those.

A girl, the doctors had called him at first. Had insisted on it. Until tests were run and things started to look strange. Infertile from deformity; from a lack of Fallopian tubes and eggs, a uterus that was damn near useless. Higher levels of testosterone as he got older, bigger, breast tissue that was so small it couldn’t barely be called a breast to begin with.

He was a boy, at least he seemed to grow into one in an unnaturally peculiar way. By the time he was five, his parents decided to call him their son instead. They always wanted a boy after all. So they sent away their ‘daughter’ to distant family due to health reasons and implanted the idea that they had adopted a young boy after her tragic passing. Good Samaritans they were.

They only had one rule. No one could know about Jason’s abnormal puberty. He didn’t get a period, thankfully, but he didn’t get nearly as hairy as his peers. Couldn’t shower with them or fuck girls like they did.

Chrissy had been a gift. The girl he intended to marry. Sweet, kind and uncaring of his deformity when he told her in a soft voice a year into their relationship. He expected her to be disgusted, to say she had no interest in him after the reveal, but she just smiled and sweetly touched his face.

“I’m so happy you told me. I don’t care, Jason. In fact, I think I’m in love.” He really had wanted to marry her. To live his life with her. Yet now she was dead, had been for months now, and he had graduated without her. He had planned to propose on that stage, had held his grandmothers ring to his chest and sobbed for hours after all the self righteous ire had seeped out of him.

Now he had her once suspected murderer eating him out like it his holy mission and fuck, could Jason stoop any lower? He had failed to find Patrick and Chrissy’s murderer. Eddie was in the clear after Jason had admitted on the stand that Eddie didn’t lay a hand on Patrick at the time of his death and wasn’t possessed even after the priest ‘exorcised’ him. Eddie came back from his hiding a week after that night in the creepy abandoned house, and by then, Jason was willing to listen. Lucas had made a desperate request because it was Jason’s fault his girlfriend was in hospital. He didn’t understand much of the situation after the earth cracked open, but he understood that. If Jason could regret anything, it was taking someone’s lover away. He knew how much that hurt now.

He sunk his teeth into his lower lip and suppressed a moan, almost rolling into Eddie’s mouth but holding himself back. There was a difference between taking it and participating. Even if it felt amazing.

And really, was there much choice in Eddie’s tight grip on his thigh? The way he pulled him forward until he was almost hanging off the edge of the desk? In the strong hand shoving him down onto his back? A punched out moan escaped his lips and he stifled it halfway with a hand. There wasn’t much choice at all, but maybe that was for the best. It gave him blissful ignorance to his own eagerness to be touched.

Chrissy and him had decided on waiting for marriage. The most Jason had ever gotten was a few sneaky fingers into the fine blond hairs below his waistband while making out, even if he had fingered her clumsily once on the couch while they were alone during movie night. Jason hadn’t had a chance to be with anyone else, been too scared to, and he was nineteen in just a few months. Temptation was a lot harder to ignore when it was thrusting a finger into his hole, wet with spit and dribbles of slick, a curious tongue swirling around his thick clit.

He didn’t want to think about the way his own legs curled around his neck, keeping him close as he groaned into his palm, mind melting away as Eddie slipped a second digit in, wrapping his lips around him and sucking. It was obscene, the way Eddie licked and sucked at his pussy, messy but hot and dirty in a way Jason had never felt before.

It made his face burn, his heart pound, his sex ache for more even as it was fed thick fingers and worshiped by a filthy mouth that took the Lords name more often than not. The pleasure was hot and tight in his gut the longer Eddie touched him, the dark haired mans insistent mouth driving him insane. He whimpered, flexing his thighs as Eddie sucked harder, thrusting faster, deeper, trying to draw more reluctant sounds out into the quiet of the church’s dusty interior.

Jason flinched as the pleasure turned to pain, grabbing Eddie’s hair and shivering as his breath caressed over his cunt.

“Don’t stop me.” His voice sounded hoarse, had since he entered the doors, and Jason gritted his teeth as Eddie ignored his grip and brought himself back down to his pussy, dragging his tongue from his fingers buried in his cunt to flick over the tip of his clit. It felt good. Still felt good when he put his mouth back on him, Jason clenching around his fingers.

But then it hurt, intense and mixed with a strange sense of pleasure as he squeezed his thighs as tightly Eddie was forced away from his throbbing bud. The dark haired man gave a low growl, barely recognizable as human as he gripped his thigh and pinned it to the desk, uncaring of Jason’s sound of discomfort before he was viciously focusing on Jason’s clit.

“Fu-!” He pursed his lips to hold back the curse, tugging on Eddie’s hair as he swirled his tongue and sucked, ignoring Jason’s whimper of pain until it turned into overwhelming pleasure. His heel dug into his back as Eddie wrangled an orgasm from him, convulsing around his fingers and gushing messily onto his lips, his chin.

Like a dog, he lapped it up, and it should have been worth degrading him over, but Jason’s head was blank. Legs shaking, chest heaving and strangely tired, he was the most at ease he had been in months. Probably years, honestly.

Jason choked on a gasp as something sharp pierced the fat of his inner thigh, two pinpricks of searing hot pain, so close to his weakly pulsing cunt that it rippled through, making him clench. He fisted Eddie’s hair tighter and tugged, but there was no budge. It was clear now that any power Jason had had was simply Eddie letting him think he had it. It was almost humiliating to realize it himself.

He looked down, brows pinched in a grimace as Eddie sucked and licked at the broken skin. The sensation was strangely soothing and pleasant even as prickles of pain from the saliva against the wound shot through his sensitive inner thigh.

As if sensing his gaze, Eddie pulled away just an inch to flick his eyes up to meet his. Jason couldn’t meet those blown brown eyes or the stained crimson lips, focused instead on the soft stream of blood that slipped down his thigh, catching the curve of his sex and slipping down like rain droplets on a car window.

They say the first bleed was a sign of sin in Eve. The sin of intercourse, which left her with the curse of blood. But Jason was not a woman, he was a man laying with another man, yet also not. He was also a woman laying with a man unwed and truly, Jason could never escape sin because he was the embodiment of it. A man and a woman, the original Adam and Eve one within him, and his love of any flesh would stir chatter for however long he may live.

He might not live long if Eddie kept looking up at him as if he was a delicacy he wished to consume, licking the drying drops of blood from his pussy lips before dragging it up to guzzle at the fresh flow. Jason knew he would consume him, truthfully, if nothing else.

If a creature like Eddie Munson could walk through their church doors so brazenly, perhaps Jason was set upon this earth to be the abomination he tainted and devoured in place of another, better, soul.

It was easier to think about it that way when Eddie slithered up his body like the snake in the garden of Eden, and if Jason was to be both Adam and Eve, he would be burdened with the knowledge he should never have possessed.

Like how Eddie’s lips felt against his, how his own blood and essence tasted intertwined with Eddie’s saliva. How his body shuddered at the dark intention of his pale blue rosary being ripped from his neck, beads scattering and falling to the floor. How it felt to be breached, fucked slow like water lapping at a ship body as his skin was punctured and sucked and kissed.

Maybe in another life he had married Chrissy, and he would have given her a half-life as a half-man. In this life though, he was two halves intertwined beneath Eddie and every inch of his skin was buzzing. He was alive for the first time since she died, but when the morning came, he too would be dead or repenting at the altar, but for now, he was alive and whole.

Perhaps, Eddie felt a similar sense of euphoria in that church backroom they shared for one night, and hopefully, for one night only.

(But predators always came back to an easy meal. Jason had made himself too easy).

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🥺 that mike lange story. But also those tags #sid loooves christmas #he loves giving presents #looks good in red #piles on the pounds fast #post hockey career as santa 😂😂👌🏽👌🏽

he loves his mementos and presents and is COMMITTED to them. scrapbooking. matching jackets. little pills with hidden motivational messages~*~ his love language is gifts and neck smooches and stalking geno. relevant right now are some anecdotes i sent a friend earlier this year for dorky sid gifts fic fodder:

1. Crosby's constant thoughtfulness would be impressive from anyone, much less someone of his stature.

"Sid always texts me happy birthday, he's always asking me like, how's Russia?" Evgeni Malkin said. "We talk and message all summer. He asks me how my skates are. He knows, like, everything. He follows my Instagram, I think (laughs)."

In addition to having a handle on those little details, Crosby is constantly providing those around him with memories and mementos. If the team is on the road and goes, say, sightseeing or to a sporting event and takes a group photo, Crosby will later send a framed copy to everyone.

When Ron Hextall and Brian Burke watched their first Penguins game in person, Crosby is the one who approached head equipment manager Dana Heinze and asked for two used game pucks to give to the new GM and president of hockey ops. 

After the Penguins won in 2009, Crosby had jackets made for the three players on the team who had scored a Cup-clinching goal in Game 7: Talbot (Pittsburgh), Ruslan Fedotenko (Tampa Bay) and Mike Rupp (New Jersey).

"They were blue jackets with gold buttons, and each one had a patch on it that said 'GWG Game 7,'" Talbot said. "At one of our first team meals the next season, he presented us with the jackets and did a big ceremony with the music and stuff. We had a private room in the restaurant. I still have the jacket."

-The Consummate Teammate, Captain and Ambassador, Feb 2021

2. Merz: My first interaction with Sid was when we were on the bench, guys were talking about a teammate, and the first thing this 15-year-old says is, “Hey, guys. Let’s keep everything positive. Don’t talk about your teammates that way.”

Salcido: When we were getting ready for nationals, he found these little pills that you could put a hidden message inside. They unscrewed, and inside was a tiny scroll. He gave one to every teammate. … He had everyone fill one out. He didn’t tell anyone what to write, but he made it known that we all knew what the goal was: winning nationals. So we wrote on our scrolls, rolled them up and put them in the pill thing. We kept them with us everywhere we went.

-‘Is this real?’: Stories of Sidney Crosby’s year at a Minnesota prep school, May 2020

3. On “Butterfly Boy” Jonathan Pitre:

Though the Senators are his team, Sidney Crosby has always been Jonny’s favourite player. After the TSN documentary airs, Tina gets a call from the Penguins. Sid needs Jonny’s measurements. He wants to have a suit made for him by his personal tailor, Domenico Vacca.

“It’s the kindest, sweetest gesture,” Tina says. “Sid heard that Jonny went to a lot of games, so he wants him to look like he’s one of the guys.”

“I want him to feel like a pro,” Crosby says. “Here’s a guy who is going through something so painful, and his first thought is always, ‘How can I help others?’ When I was young, I’d watch on TV the players coming to the rink in their suits. That was a cool part of being an NHL player. I want him to feel that, to make it as real as possible for him.”

Tina tries to discreetly measure Jonny while she’s changing his dressings. But he’s way too smart for that.

“Um, Mom, why are you measuring me? Am I going for surgery again?” he asks.

“No, no!” Tina replies, trying to reassure him and come up with a good lie, all in the same breath. “The doctor needs them just to make sure they have proper dressings next time you are in.”

A few weeks later, the sharp navy blue suit shows up at their front door, along with a couple of ties, an autographed stick and a handwritten letter from Sid. 

“His eyes just light up,” Tina says. “Jonny always liked to be well-dressed, and he just loves having his own suit. It fits perfectly. He looks so good in it.”

-Beauties by James Duthie (2020)

4. Pascal Dupuis inspired his Pittsburgh Penguins teammates on their run to the Stanley Cup, and Sidney Crosby found a special way of driving that message home.

Dupuis retired in December with lingering health concerns because of blood clots. Despite his NHL playing days coming to an end, the veteran forward remained an integral part of the Penguins and was in uniform to hoist the Cup after Pittsburgh's six-game win against the San Jose Sharks in the Stanley Cup Final.

On Sunday, Dupuis brought the Cup home one last time as a player to share a special day with his family, friends and hometown fans.

"Yes, it does feel bittersweet a little bit," Dupuis said. "You get the Cup, you want to celebrate. But at the same time I got a gift by the mail [Saturday]. Basically, it's a book of all the pictures of all the good stuff we went through. It came from Nova Scotia, so you guys can figure out who it came from (Crosby), but he couldn't give it to me during the season, he saw me skating a little bit.

"And he sent it [Saturday], before my day with the Cup, so he knew what he was doing to get me right here," Dupuis said, putting his fist over his heart.

-Pascal Dupuis shares Stanley Cup with family, friends, Aug 2016

5. In 2011, Crosby was out of the lineup with a concussion, and the Penguins made their annual visit to Children’s Hospital.

Crosby got along so well with one boy there and was so touched that he later asked Bullano to go back... just the two of them, no cameras, no attention.

When Bullano and Crosby met for the follow-up visit, Crosby appeared clutching a pair of Toys “R” Us bags, filled with a Transformer toy the two had discussed.

“He literally bought every type of this toy they make,” Bullano said. “[Crosby] had never seen it before and thought it was so cool.

“There are no pictures of this. There’s no video. He was laying in the bed with the kid. They were just playing. We were there for over two hours. I got to know the mom really well because we were just sitting there.

“The kid had no idea. Didn’t expect it. They had no idea he was coming. We got there and he said, ‘Hey buddy. hope you don’t mind that I came back.’ The kid couldn’t believe it.

“[Crosby’s] crazy cool about stuff like that.”

What’s crazy is trying to recount the many times stuff like this has happened with Crosby:

• The Little Penguins Learn to Play program has been around for nine seasons, outfitting now 1,200 kids with free head-to-toe hockey equipment. Not only does Crosby serve as the face of the program — which the NHL has now adopted — but he helps fund it, too.

“There’s an awareness of what a person in his position can bring,” Penguins vice president of communications Tom McMillan said. “I think he activates that as much as anybody I’ve seen during his playing career.”

• After a recent practice, Crosby noticed a local family in the Penguins dressing room, approached them, introduced himself, learned their story and wound up giving them a signed stick.

Nobody asked Crosby to do that, and he wanted zero credit when discussing it a couple days later.

“For people who have the opportunity to come in here, people dealing with certain things, if you can brighten their day a bit or spend some time with them, it’s something that’s special for all of us,” Crosby said.

• A few years ago, through a team charity event, Crosby befriended a 4-year-old Amish boy with cancer. Crosby remarked to Bullano how much he loved talking to the boy because of how engaging the boy was and how he wasn’t consumed with technology. Crosby even tried to visit the boy but learned he had passed away.

• He learns the first and last names of the kids who attend his hockey school in Cole Harbour, Nova Scotia.

“Two kids came from Japan its first year,” Bullano recalled. “He was so blown away by that. He couldn’t wait to meet them.”

• Earlier this season, the Penguins welcomed Grant Chupinka, 24-year-old cancer patient, into the dressing room. Crosby chatted up Grant and his parents, Steve and Kim.

He spent his usual time — about two or three times the requirement. Gave the tour. Then found out the Chupinkas didn’t have tickets for that night’s game and decided he would pay for them to go.

“I’m sure he could just give them an autographed puck or something, but he takes his time to go out and see them and talk to them and get to know them,” Brian Dumoulin said. “It speaks volumes for him and who he is as a person.”

Spend any length of time with Crosby during his visits with those less fortunate, and a few things become obvious.

One, Crosby is really good at these. Smooth but not in a slimy way. Sweet. You know how when you’re around someone talking and they go out of their way to make eye contact with everyone around? That’s Crosby.

He’s also humble, always introducing himself like those he’s meeting don’t already know. Holding a hand is no issue. And Crosby is the rare 20-something pro athlete without kids who acts every bit like he does.

“It is not an easy situation to talk to someone with terminal cancer,” McMillan said. “A lot of people couldn’t do that. He has an amazing ability to do that and make that person feel good.”

Crosby has welcomed several Make-a-Wish kids and tries, if at all possible, to schedule such events for practice days — to maximize the time he’s able to spend.

He’s developed a special friendship with Patrick McIlvain, a soldier who nearly died when he took a bullet to the head in Afghanistan. McIlvain actually does physical therapy with one of Crosby’s sticks.

A former club hockey player at Cal U, McIlvain comes by every year, and the Penguins don’t even bother to tell Crosby. Either he already knows or immediately stops what he’s doing to come say hello.

“He’s not doing it to leave a legacy,” said Terry Kalna, Penguins vice president of sales and broadcasting. “His numbers leave the legacy. He’s just a down-to-Earth, good guy.”

Before a visit, Crosby has Bullano email him what is essentially a scouting report on who he’s going to meet. He likes to learn about them, their situation and what they’ve been through. As much information as he can ingest. Crosby never just swoops in, shake a hand and leave.

“As much as anyone has ever seen, he accepts the responsibilities of being not just a professional athlete but a star professional athlete,” McMillan said. “He views it as part of the job. Like coming to the morning skate. That’s just what you do.”

Put another way, “he owns those moments,” says Kalna.

Said Bullano, “He’s just a good human being.”

-When it comes to giving, Sidney Crosby does as much as he can, Feb 2017

6. When Crosby received a generous signing bonus on his Reebok deal, he wanted to share it with everyone.

“He gave everyone on the bus gifts,”  says Oceanic radio commentator Michel Germain. “Him sharing his bonus with all the people he’d been travelling with for two years, that impresses me greatly. I think the most important thing about Sidney Crosby is his personality and the kind of human being he is. What he exuded. The inner richness he’d already developed.” 

-Superstitious and generous, Dec 2006

7. also this simply because it makes me ;w;

Even in defeat — no, especially in defeat — Sidney Crosby proved why he wears the "C" for the Penguins.

After the game, with his heart sinking and his season over, the Penguins’ captain bent over, sank to the ice to pick up the puck, took it to linesman Tony Sericolo and then skated to his team’s handshake line.

I immediately thought of a View from Ice Level I’d written on Crosby making sure a retiring official was sent away from PPG Paints Arena properly. I knew picking up the puck wasn’t for the same reason that was, but I also knew, in some way, it was connected to Crosby’s awareness and respect of the game.

“It was for the Islanders,” Crosby told me after the game, his eyes swollen from a first round exit – by way of a sweep to make it worse. He told me how the winning team always wanted the puck, and it was his way of providing it for the Islanders.

Crosby looked me right in the eye as he told me this, just as he did with every other member of the media to come to him after the loss.

I could tell from those swollen eyes and the way he sat at his stall, by himself with his hands folded as he stared blankly, that Sidney Crosby is much more used to being on the receiving end of a puck when a series ends than he is at retrieving it for the winning team.

That scene. His swollen eyes. Staying in the locker room until most had left – talking to anyone who needed him. Most of all, though, picking up the puck that prompted my question in the first place and making sure the right people got their piece of their own history.

It all adds up to one thing: In victory and in defeat, Crosby respects the game above all else – just as he’s always done.

-Even in defeat, Crosby shines, April 2019

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#5

HA!Cloud chugs seven redbulls and cures poverty is my existemated amount of feral! Personally!

The line between feral adopted cat and feral adopted teenage time traveller is a very thin one

219 notes • Posted 2021-01-02 23:45:05 GMT

#4

Gast is professor cloud's favorite student so the H&H boys try to kill him for that spot, probably getting foiled by lucrecia by accident or cloud on purpose and it probably just ends up like spongebob's boating school episode with patrick

Some Professor Strife lore, as facilitated by the server and @sheseesinthedark​

Cloud went far enough back that Gast and Grimoire are faculty-age along with him

They both like Cloud’s maverick ways and are very surprised that he can actually be quite pleasant...sometimes.

Particularly if they bring bribes when they need to speak with him

Lucretia is unquestionably his favorite student, much to Hojo and Hollander’s irritation

When Shinra finally manages to start producing SOLDIERs, basically the entire Science department has taken a class or five with Professor Strife

“Hey...Didn’t Professor Strife’s eyes look kinda like...?”

When they see it again at some academic thing, his eyes are startlingly obvious. 

This only makes them more terrified and/or awed of him

Professor Strife becomes an academic meme.

You can get an entire auditorium of undergrads to yell Rule #2 in unison, much like irl you can get an entire auditorium to yell CORRELATION DOES NOT EQUAL CAUSATION. 

It works shockingly well at keeping idiots from sticking their dicks in the science

He frequently tells stories about idiots who disobeyed rule one or two. The Rule #2 stories have been known to make grown-ass adults grip their balls in terror

His student make him art about Rule #2

He has a whole collage lovingly arranged in his office around the very first art he was given: a giant poster hand-lettered with Rule #2

Admin tried to get him to take it down, but the students nearly rioted and they gave up

There is a competition, unofficial but quite ferocious, to draw him something that makes him cringe

No one has managed, though they have made many of their fellows "eep"

The one and only time anyone has ever seen him make a pained face (including the time he got literally stabbed on campus) was when one of his former students named him as their greatest inspiration in science

That student was by then known as Dr. Hojo

Hojo then went on to cure cancer

He is by far the coolest and most popular Professor on campus, much to his own consternation

This has consequences over time

One time ShinRa considered kidnapping him since he was pretty damn obviously mako-enhanced.

 All of Science threatened to quit. 

Cloud heard about this and had an existential crisis

He teaches shop and swordsmanship on the weekends

Admin told him he needed to look “more respecible”

He put a tie over his sleeveless ribbed turtleneck

They stopped asking him for things after that and the Rule #2 poster incident

He now has tenure and is unstoppable

Yes, his sword is with him during every lecture

He never gets any less dangerous.

One time Lu tried to put her hands over his eyes and do that sing-song “guess who!”

He almost suplexed her

He has helped babysit fellow Professor’s kids when they’re on campus

The kids love him

This includes Professor Grimoire Valentine’s son

This also includes eventual professor Lucretia Valentine’s son

Lu and Vincent got married because, thanks to Strife hammering home the point about not charging in like an idiot when you’re excited, Lu never got Grimoire killed

Hojo was the best man at their wedding

Cloud attended. It was the most bizarre experience of his entire life. He drank as much has humanly possible that day. It didn’t help things make sense.

The unexpected friendship trio of Lu, Vincent, and Hojo may or may not have occasional three ways.

Cloud doesn’t want to know. 

Cloud DOES NOT want to know

263 notes • Posted 2021-05-16 19:23:08 GMT

#3

I don't know why, but I got the image in my head of Tanuki!Cloud being up to something in the background as the Firsts are talking to Rufus and trying desperately to figure out how to grab Cloud without drawing Rufus's attention (all while being unaware Rufus knows Cloud, knows he's there and probably just handed him a new knife and told him to have fun).

@CC Rufus: why did you do that to your hair bby???

Edit: in reference to this

289 notes • Posted 2021-01-18 01:22:18 GMT

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An (Everything But) the Kitchen Sink group photo. Fear the might of Babalanche!

Final time clocked: 18 hours

As always, click the image to see it in HD rather than Tumblr-standard potato quality

335 notes • Posted 2021-04-26 01:34:45 GMT

#1

It could be interesting to start a AU in which either Cloud goes back and "prevents" the two "scientists" from getting their degree... or, he somehow teaches them the right way to doing things.

Oh god now I have this idea in my head of Hollander and Hojo being shitheads trying to impress professor Strife and Cloud hates every moment of it. 🤣

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Earned- N. Patrick

a/n: This one gets angsty, oops. I’m on a NolPat thing right now, but when are we not? I’m honestly enjoying writing again, so I hope you guys enjoy this one!  

warnings: angst, mentions of sex/oral sex, swearing, divorced parents, drinking (i think that’s it)

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Nolan loved his friends and family, hockey, and even on occasion Travis Konecny. This was enough for him. He had his close-knit group that he surrounded himself with and that was all he needed. It’s not that he avoided getting attached to people, he just hadn’t found anyone that he felt was worth getting attached to. He was young and focused on his career. Love would come eventually. He just didn’t realize how soon ‘eventually’ would be until he met you.

You met Nolan at a Post Malone concert. Your friend Grace had gotten tickets through her job and you couldn’t just say no to floor seats for Posty. Your seats just so happened to be right next to Nolan, Travis, and Kevin Hayes. You recognized the hockey players instantly, but your best friend just recognized that TK was hot and definitely checking her out. 

By the time Post was ending his show Grace was agreeing that the two of you would join the boys at a bar around the corner. You weren’t planning on going home with anyone that night, but Nolan Patrick was flirting with you and you were a woman of opportunity. So, you found yourself going home with a Flyers forward while your friend went home with another.

Grace was your polar opposite. She was an undying optimist, bubbly, and most notably a romantic. You on the other hand considered yourself a dedicated realist who was levelheaded and decisive. The thought of finding someone to spend the rest of your life with almost made you laugh.  You had no interest in settling for a mediocre relationship that would eventually combust or at best, just fizzled out.

The first night you went home with Nolan was supposed to be the only night you went home with Nolan, but just like the tale as old as time, it was far from a one time occurrence. Grace and TK kept seeing each other and their big personalities actually seemed to mesh well. Grace was happy and you were happy that she was happy. What you weren’t totally sure about was that their blossoming relationship meant you found yourself in the same room as Nolan more often than not. A couple of drunken nights together turned into a habit neither one of you seemed to mind.

Nolan was just as aloof as you when it came to romanticism. That was what you told yourself was the reason why you kept letting yourself fall into his bed every weekend. When he started texting you to come over out of the blue instead of your usual drunken hookups you decided it was time to lay down the law.

“Ok, so just to be clear, because I don’t want to be the reason for any broken hearts and more importantly, I don’t need any lost Flyers games weighing on me, this is just sex. Like we’re not going to be those stupid kids that say it’s just sex but then end up falling madly in love. I don’t do that, and from what I’ve gathered, you don’t do that either. So, if this is going to happen again, or keep happening, then it’s strictly business.”  You’re barely even looking at Nolan as you explain your position. He had quite aggressively ripped your clothes from your body when you arrived at his place tonight and you can’t seem to locate your second sock as you scour his room.

Nolan was still laying naked on his bed, catching his breath, as he watched you in your adopted routine of rushing out of his apartment. He had met girls who were okay with a quick hookup with a famous NHL player, but you were different. You were bold and definitive. You weren’t here because he’s famous, you were here because the sex was good, and that’s why Nolan was here too.

Nolan didn’t make a habit out of hooking up with the same girls more than a couple of times, max. If you hadn’t been so good in bed and so open to just having sex, he probably wouldn’t have entertained the idea at all. You couldn’t deny that having Nolan between your legs a few times a week wasn’t a good thing. In fact, it was a great thing.  Nolan might not spend much time talking, but he definitely knows how to use his mouth. You both left each other at the end of the night tired and satisfied, and that didn’t seem like a bad thing. 

“Mkay. I promise I won’t fall in love with you. My track record is pretty good, so if you need references, I can probably get you their numbers. They probably wouldn’t be thrilled about you calling to ask them about how I’m a heartless asshole, but you can give it a swing.” You can’t help but laugh as your brain deciphers the mumbles that just came from the half sleeping body in front of you.

The second or third time you hung out with the boys you were at a party. You were teasing Nolan about all the girls who were trying so hard to get his attention, and he replied that they probably wouldn’t try so hard if they knew how their short lived fling would end.  He had a bad habit of accidentally leading girls on, thinking they were on the same wavelength but then being met with a pissed off girl who thought “they had something special.”

“Perfect. And if you somehow end up falling for my stunning good looks and amazing personality, just do me a favor and let me know so I can run for the hills.” And with that you gave him a wink and were out the door. Nolan couldn’t hold in the laugh that fell from his lips as he continued to take in the personality you had begun to share with him.

—————

It’s been two months since the two of you settled your business deal and things were good. Grace and TK had made it official and she insisted on bringing you with her to team gatherings and games. You and Nolan went over to each other’s places when the other called or texted, and the sex was still as good as it was the first time.

The two of you developed a friendship and your post sex talks began to last a little longer on topics that were just a little deeper than the time before. Nolan would ask you about the douche that likes to hit on you at work and you would ask him how hockey was going.  Then he told you about his sisters and and eventually told you a little more about his migraines. When it felt right you would ask him questions that he always provided thoughtful answers to. Nolan Patrick was much more pensive than you initially thought. To be honest you hadn’t really given his personality much thought at all, but as you got to know him you realized his aloof exterior was maybe just misinterpreted.

To his surprise Nolan genuinely liked spending time with you. Unlike most people, you weren’t constantly urging him to be “more social” or outgoing, and even though you were using each other’s bodies for sex, you weren’t greedy. You didn’t ask too much of him or expect certain things because of who he was. He felt like he could breathe around you because he wasn’t constantly trying to satisfy any unattainable expectations.

Even when he talked to you about hockey, he felt like he was just talking about any old 9-5 job; zero pressure to perform for you. You would ask him how it was going even though you already watched the games, and you would let Nolan guide the conversation to where he was comfortable. In many ways Nolan did the same for you. He didn’t press about why you didn’t have a boyfriend or why you didn’t want one. He did query over why you gracefully steered the conversation away from your family. He didn’t pry into things that were too personal, that for some reason, so many people thought they were entitled to.

There was a level of respect present between you that neither of you had experienced with anyone else. In both of your past relationships people always wanted to go fast, immediately trying to see if you were compatible. You and Nolan were just friends having sex with no other expectation, and somehow that allowed the two of you to slowly peel back each other’s layers.

You were oblivious to all of this until one night when your post sex talk didn’t come after sex. It came before. Well, actually the conversation came but neither of you did that night. You were at Nolan’s after a game that hadn’t gone as well as they had hoped. He was tired and you could see it in his eyes. Instead of jumping each other’s bones as soon as he greeted you at the door, you cracked a bottle of wine and settled on the couch.

It was nice. It was two friends having conversation over a bottle of wine. You didn’t talk about hockey or work; it was just talking about nothing. You talked about the lady who gave you one of her extra coupons at the grocery the other day. He explained how he made a sweater once in home ec. ( You’re still not sure if you believe him.)

A couple of hours later, and halfway into your second bottle of wine, Nolan’s curiosity got the best of him.

“So, is there a reason you’re so anti relationship or are you just a serial heart breaker like me?”

Once he asked the question, he realized that he probably shouldn’t have. You hadn’t talked about it before and that probably meant you didn’t want to. You were surprised but his smug joke still made you laugh. Normally you would be a little annoyed by the question, but you felt like you knew Nolan. You knew he wasn’t just trying to get to the juicy part, he just genuinely wanted to know, so you told him.

“Well, if you must know, I am most definitely a serial heart breaker, but that’s just a result of why I’m not thrilled about relationships, not the actual why.”

You take a breath before going on, “My parent’s marriage was horrible. They fought constantly and I don’t think I ever saw them genuinely happy together. They insisted on staying together. Their families, my grandparents, were both pretty ‘well-to-do’ and I’m pretty sure my parents were just staying together to save face with them and their circle of rich friends. I’m not sure why, because none of their marriages seemed any different. They’re all divorced now, and remarried to even shittier people. But before that, it became more of a game than anything else. — it started getting bad when I was in middle school.”

You look out the window in front of you. Through it, you can see the city of Philadelphia. A city you came to for college, with the hopes of leaving your old life behind. 

“My mom started to go out to the country club and wherever else, and then she’d come home in the middle of the night, drunk, after doing god knows what or god knows who. My dad would go on business trips just to get away, and I’m pretty sure he was cheating on my mom too at that point. I never really saw them, and when I did they were always fighting. We didn’t have fun holidays and if my brother wasn’t there no one was in the stands cheering me on at my soccer games. Hell, by that point I preferred no holidays and no parents at my games. They didn’t care about me or my brother, and once Caleb went off to college I was on my own. I don’t blame him, I got out as fast as I could too. All we had was each other and we were always close. He’s in New York now, and we still talk pretty regularly, but being at home alone sucked, and being home alone with them sucked even more. I wasn’t always so pessimistic; I’ve dated a handful of guys but obviously they never worked out. Then I met a guy in college, and I thought wow this guy is unbelievable. He was perfect— Josh was his name. He was in grad school and he was smart and funny and said all the right things. I was young and naive, and I think I just wanted someone to love me, so I let him. And I let him take advantage of my time and energy. I let him lie to me and I let him cheat on me. And when I finally woke up from whatever trance I was in I realized that I had been looking at the world through rose colored glasses. I promised myself that I was never going to let myself do that again. I wasn’t going to rely on anyone but myself… I wasn’t going to give all of myself to someone just to wait for it to fall apart… The proof was in the pudding, relationships just don’t work, and that is why I’m so anti-relationship.”

You hadn’t looked Nolan in the eyes since you started in on your monologue, afraid that you may have just scared off your friend. Nolan was still taking it all in, reveling over the years of your life you had just laid out for him.

He had grown up in a loving family where his parents did everything they could to give him and his sisters the perfect childhood. They spent every weekend driving around Canada for hockey tournaments. He still talks to his sisters almost every day even though they’re thousands of miles away. His mom insists on carry out whatever holiday traditions she can even with Nolan in Philly. And here you were with a childhood that couldn’t have been more different than his. He didn’t want a relationship because he couldn’t find anyone he felt was worthy of his time and energy, but here you were, closed off to the world because you thought that unconditional love wasn’t real.

He didn’t say anything. There wasn’t anything he could say, so instead he pulled you from your side of the couch to his, where he wrapped you up in his warm arms. You sat like that for a long time, not saying anything, not even moving, just letting him hold you. You didn’t even realize you had started crying until you felt Nolan’s hands wipe away the tears that were staining your face, and that small gently gesture was what made you snap. That’s when it boiled over, when it became too much too fast.

“I’m sorry... God. I shouldn’t have even said anything. And now I’m crying like a fucking idiot. It’s probably just the wine. It’s late, I should get going. Just forget I said anything, ok?”

And just like that you had grabbed your coat, faceted your shoes, and were out the door of his apartment. Nolan’s brain couldn’t keep up with yours and by the time he heard his door slam shut it was too late to tell you that everything was okay.

—————

Nolan tried calling you after that night, but he couldn’t get a hold of you. You couldn’t talk to him. You knew you couldn’t look him in the eyes, because for a couple of seconds you got too comfortable, you let go and let him in. It was a mistake, and Nolan would surely know that too. You had both decided this was just a transaction of sex, nothing more. You were the one who took it past that. You could have just brushed off the question that Nolan was surely regretting now.

Nolan was regretting asking that question, but not because he didn’t want to know. He regretted it because you were gone now, and he didn’t know how to get you back. You had both promised not to fall in love, not to affect each other’s lives, but that’s exactly what happened. Nolan was in love with you.

Kevin had to spell it out for Nolan as he sat on his couch explaining what had happened. Nolan knew he cared about you, but he hadn’t deciphered what that feeling in the pit of his stomach was when he saw you. He couldn’t explain why he had to constantly rub the back of his neck in nervousness when he caught you staring from across the room. He didn’t know what any of it meant.  

“Dude. I’m dumb. Like I’m big-Boston-hockey-dude dumb, but you’re an idiot. You’re in love with her man.”

“What? We’re friends, I’m just worried about her.”

“Well, she’s in love with you too.”

“It’s just sex.”

“If you were just friends, and if it was just sex, you guys would be fucking right now, and you wouldn’t be mopping here on Saturday night because she told you about her life and won’t talk to you now. She wouldn’t have told you that shit, and she wouldn’t be ignoring you now if she didn’t have feelings for you. You said it yourself, she doesn’t let people in, but she let you in.”

She let me in. That’s all Nolan could think. Maybe Kevin had a point. Maybe he did love her. Maybe you somehow loved him too. Nolan couldn’t quite wrap his mind around it. A couple days later he was getting more comfortable with all the reasons he loved you, but he still couldn’t figure out why you would love him.

He loved you because you were unwavering, absolute, and even a bit brazen. Over time Nolan had found that underneath that outside shell there was so much more. There was a girl who if you were patient and gentle, she might just let you in a little bit at a time. She unveiled her scars and her wounds, and Nolan was going to do anything he could to help them heal. He didn’t know that the feelings you were denying were nearly identical to the ones he was having right now. 

It’s been two weeks since you spoke to Nolan. You had also been ignoring Grace and Travis’ attempts to figure out what the hell was going on. You were telling yourself it was fine, and that everything would blow over. What you didn’t expect to see was a large body sitting in front of your apartment door when you got home from work.

“What are you doing here?” You didn’t meet his eyes as his towering frame rose from the floor. You kept your eyes fixed on your purse as you fished out the keys to your door, and as you stuck them into the door you weren’t sure if you should slam the door behind you or turn to listen to what he had to say.

“I know that you think I’m gonna be like every other guy, and I’m gonna use you or hurt you, and maybe I will, but if you let me try, I’ll try my hardest to never let that happen because it would break me to break you. I don’t need you to give me every piece of yourself right now, I don’t want it right now— “

You scoffed. For an apology or a speech or whatever it was you were listening to, it didn’t seem to be going too well.

“-I don’t want it right now, because I know I don’t deserve it. It has to be earned. Trust is earned and I just want you to give me the chance to earn it. I know what it’s like to feel like you can’t share yourself with people because you think they’ll be disappointed or throw it away because it’s not what they wanted. But that’s not what this is. I’m a huge idiot and I didn’t realize this until recently, but I trust you. I totally and completely trust you. I can’t say that about many people, but I can say that about you. You’ve earned it. I’ve let you into parts of my life and you’ve welcomed them. You brought me closer, and for the first time in a long time I didn’t want to run away. I’m not going to say it, because I know you need time, I know that if we do this, we have to take it slow, but I think you know how I feel about you because you feel the same way about me. Or at least I really really hope you do, because I’m totally falling for you amazing personality and stunning good looks.”

Nolan is practically out of breath after the word vomit that has escaped his mouth. You’re taking it all in. You’re taking him in, and you can’t help but let a smile creep onto your face.  Nolan somehow put everything you didn’t know you needed into words and you still didn’t know what to say, so you didn’t say anything.  Instead, you pulled him close to you and wrapped your short arms around his torso as you felt his own engulf your body. You both melted into each other and for the first time in weeks felt like you could breathe.

Neither of you were sure what was going to happen next, and how this would unfold, but you were willing to give him a chance. You were willing to let him show you what this could be, what you could be together, because you had both earned it. 

[grussell63]

F1 drivers and if I would want them to meet my parents:

Lewis:

"please bring Roscoe as an ice breaker"

my parents will be nervous as hell before meeting him that‘s why they're always thinking about faking an illness when the date is set to meet him

"Do we have to call him Sir? Sir Lewis? Sir Hamilton? Mister Sir Lewis Hamilton? Why couldn't you just date Patrick from down the road?"

of course they would get along, but it really did take going for a walk with Roscoe to break the ice

Charles:

I would be scared that the one (1) braincell he has won't work on the day he meets my parents

I would probably as my sister to join us with her husband to take the tension off a bit but after a while everything falls into place

my mum will be gushing about how beautiful his babies will be

my dad will be sceptical about his intentions because he is THAT good looking

Seb:

would want to meet my parents before taking me out for dinner because that's just how nice this guy is

brings my dad chocolate and my mom her favourite flowers because he's listened to me talking about their favourite stuff

wants to come over every weekend for coffee and to watch football with my dad

Daniel:

he would probably get to meet my parents after we went out with my friends the night before

i would wake up in the morning and he's having breakfast with my parents, still drunk as hell

"he's ... something" my mum would say but she would be excited to meet him again because look at that smile!!!

Sunday dinner starts with him bringing too much wine and ends with him, my brother-in-law and dad in front of the tv singing along to ABBA

Max:

no

Alex:

my parents beg me to meet him because he looks so nice on all the pictures I've shown them

"finally she's bringing home a nice guy!! Can you believe it!!"

my parents would probably sell me just so they can adopt him as their son

he would be my mother's dream son-in-law because HE TAKES OF HIS SHOES!

George:

I would want him to meet the parents as soon as possible because once you date a sweetheart like that it is an unwritten rule to show him off

my parents would think I am faking my relationship because he's just that pretty and there is no way I managed to get a guy like that to fall in love with me

he is so nervous, bless him

bonds with my dad over their love of motorsport, promises he will be back soon so they can go for a quad drive

compliments my mum's food and even takes some of it home for the next day, that will always be a bonus point for him

Lance:

we would probably be dating for a while before I take him home to meet the parents

not because he wouldn't get along with them or because they wouldn't like him but because I would be the one nervous about him meeting them

he's used to a different life standard and he would go out of his way to show my parents he appreciates them and me

but turns out he's an absolute sweetheart and bagged a baking date with my mother for next sunday

Lando:

CHAOS, I would want him to meet my parents but I mean — he's Lando

would want to take my dad golfing — he hates it

couldn't shut up about stuff my parents know nothing about and would at some point say "GG for making her that beautiful" and my parents would be like "thank you, i guess??"

WHAT IS THIS KID SAYING?

somehow he ends up in the family group chat and keeps sending funny pictures, my parents love it

"we thought he was weird and you were out of your mind, but he's grown on us — where are our grandkids?

+

Mick:

yes

look at him

yes

[justthehiddleswrites]

My Life is a Lie | Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Reader (more of a gen fic)

Summary:  Tom takes his ten year-old son, James out to Benedict’s for a boy’s night out. James discovers the truth of how his parents met.

Warnings: Fluff, Humor, boys night, Underage Drinking, just a sip of beer

-

“James!” you yelled up the stairs as Tom gathered his keys and phone. “Your father is ready to go.”

“Coming, Mum!” a small voice echoed down to the hallway.

“Are you sure you are okay here alone?”

Tom’s deep baritone rumbled against your back as his arms wrapped around your waist. He nuzzled against your neck, his three-day-old whiskers tickling the skin. You giggled and twisted in his grip.

“That tickles.” Tom nuzzled a bit more until you leaned away. “I’m fine. You and the boys have fun tonight. I will just be here, alone. I get to watch whatever I want on TV, rather than Heat for the hundredth time.”

“You said you liked it.”

“One time. I liked to watch it one time. Not twenty times.”

“So what are you going to watch instead?” Tom spied up the stairs to see no sign of James. He spun you to face him.

“Well, I haven’t watched Crimson Peak or The Night Manager in years.” You swirled your finger across his chest.

“If you want to see my ass, you can do it in person.” Tom teased as he leaned down to kiss you.

“But it looks so much bigger on screen.” You wrapped your arms around his waist, your fingers splayed across his backside. The two of you continued to kiss, Tom’s hands tangling in your hair as he held you close.

“Aw, gah!” a disgusted voice broke your passion. “Are you guys ever not kissing?”

You turned to see James standing on the bottom step. His face twisted into the ultimate “what the fuck” face that only a ten-year-old can accomplish. You tucked your head against Tom, shoulders shaking from laughter.

“No, James.” Tom responded. “We are constantly kissing.” He pecked your lips over and over. “Because we realize how much you love it.”

Tom pulled you tight against his chest and kissed you deep and passionate, making it extra loud and sloppy. James gagged in the background.

“Try not to torture the boy too much tonight.” you giggled, smoothing down Tom’s sweater.

“Of course not. That is what Benedict and Luke are for.”

“Poor boy.” You turned to James, who was now standing by the door. “James… Hugs!”

You stretched open your arms and waved him towards you. He rolled his eyes before slumping his way into your arms. You make a big show of pulling him tight to you. “Keep an eye on your father.” you whispered in his ear before sending them on their way.

-

Tom chuckled as James placed his token into the jail square.

“You do the crime, you do the time.” he taunted and picked up the dice.

“Seriously, Dad? You say that every time!” he groaned.

“Yeah, Tom.” Benedict piped in. “Get some new bits.”

“I agree.” Luke joined.

Tom leaned back in his chair, covering his heart. “You’re supposed to be my friends. And my own son! Betrayed!!!” Tom slumped in the chair.

“Drama queen.” James muttered as he passed his bail money to Ben, who was acting as banker.

“Do you expect anything less, Ben?” Benedict quipped back.

“Why do you always call me Ben?” James asked, scrunching up his nose. “My name is James.”

Benedict choked on his beer as he slammed the bottle onto the table. Luke’s eyebrows raised as his eyes darted the two other men.

“Tom! You haven’t told him?!” Ben bellowed.

Luke calmly placed his beer on the table and pushed his chair about six feet away. “Not touching this with a ten-foot pole. Good luck, mate.” he gazed with pity at Tom.

“What’s he talking about dad?” James questioned.

Tom pressed his lips to his beer, taking big swigs. He didn’t want to answer the question. Benedict stared at him for a fair amount before pressing the issue.

“Yeah, Tom, what am I talking about? Have you never told the boy his name?” Benedict’s lips pulled to a thin line.

“Seriously, Tom? How has this never come up before?” Luke narrowed towards Tom. “He’s ten years old. What were you waiting for? His wedding?”

“Not helping, Luke.” Tom gritted out as he took another long draw from his bottle, emptying the bottle.

“My name’s James Patrick Hiddleston.” his tone irritated. He hated when adults talked about him like he wasn’t in the room.

“Not entirely.” Ben quipped. He slid a fresh bottle towards Tom.

“What on earth are you talking about?” James’s brows furrowed, a perfect mixture of his father and mother.

“Your full name is James Benedict Patrick Hiddleston.” Tom stated.

James’s mouth dropped open and his head bounced between glaring between his father and the man he considered an uncle, his godfather. His eyes caught Luke.

“Don’t look at me. I thought you knew. Blame your father. Or better yet…” Luke smirked as he glanced at Tom. “… ask your mother about it.”

James reached for his pocket to pull out his phone when Tom leaped into action. He ripped the phone from his son’s hand and placed it back on the table.

“That won’t be necessary. We don’t want to disturb her evening. Here,” Tom pushed his beer towards James. “Take a sip.”

James took a sniff before sipping. His face screwed up in disgust and he pushed the beer back to Tom. “That is disgusting. So what’s the story? Why am I named after Ben?” He jerked his thumb to the other end of the table.

“What makes you think there’s a story?” Tom asked.

“Because…” Benedict interjected. “… there is always a story when it comes to you.”

“Not to mention you are a huge drama queen.” Luke scooted closer to the table.

Tom narrowed his eyes at the shorter man. “Why haven’t I fired you yet?”

“Because I know where all the bodies are buried.”

“So tell the story.” James urged.

“There’s not much to tell. I asked for a favor and your name was the price. I gladly paid it.” Tom scoffed.

Benedict let loose a hearty laugh from the other end of the table. “That is the biggest load of bullshit I have ever heard in my life! You lie to your son?” He leaned in close to James. “Remember last year, when your dad had to have that cap replaced?”

“Yeah.” James rolled his eyes. “He got so loopy. Mum couldn’t stop giggling as he wandered around the house screaming that he was ‘burdened with glorious purpose’.”

Tom’s head snapped as Luke joined in on the giggling. Luke stifled his laugh.

“Outstanding job, Tom.” Benedict started again. “you’ve moved on from Shakespeare.”

“Like when he met Mum.”

Tom paled.

“Exactly, my dear godson. Exactly.” Benedict wrapped his arm around James as he never took his eyes off Tom whose face was as white as the shirt he wore. “Did he tell you I was there?”

James’s eyes widened. “No. Dad never told me the entire story. He always said I wasn’t old enough.”

“Must have slipped my mind.” Tom groused. “There’s no need to bore the boy with mushy romantic stories.” He tried in desperation to end this conversation. “Let’s get back to the game.” He reached for the dice, but James snatched them up first.

“I recognize that look. Mum says that is your ‘oh shit’ look. I need to hear this now.”

“Traitor.”

“Good boy. You’ve had your first sip of beer, you are old enough to know the truth.” Benedict complimented. “So your dad was a ghastly car accident on set ages ago. Before he turned into an old man. And me, being concerned about my investment as executive producer…” Ben winked at Tom who rolled his eyes before slumping into the chair. “… I followed him to the hospital.”

“You are on the list. Luke put him on the list.” Tom snapped his fingers towards the man.

“Of course, sir.” He gave a salute. “You’re the boss. Benedict is on the list.”

“There’s no list.”

Tom leaned forward. “Oh there’s a list. And you now at the top of it!”

Luke shook his head no behind Tom’s back.

“Anyway… So your Mum was working that night in the ER and your father was smitten from the moment he saw her.” Tom quirked an eyebrow. “Or it could have been the drugs talking. Either way, your father knew he would marry your Mum.”

James groaned. “Is that why they are always kissing?”

All three men laughed.

“I suspect that is part of the reason.” Ben winked at Tom. “So back to the story. Your dad asked me for a favor before he went into surgery.”

“What was the favor?”

“He wanted me to get your Mum’s number for him.” Ben leaned back.

“And is that where my name came in?”

Benedict slapped James’s knee. “Right on, boy-o. Tom, you have a smart boy here. He must take after his mother or his godfather.” Benedict smiled.

Tom gave up on even arguing at this point. They outnumbered him. James spun to face him.

“How did Mum take all this?”

Tom cleared his throat. “Well, I didn’t tell her for a while.”

“How long is a while, Tom?” Luke quipped.

“She was six months pregnant with James.” Tom mumbled.

“And you lived to tell the tale?! She must really love you.”

“It was touch and go for a while. She yelled something about not naming our child after breakfast food.”

“So we compromised, didn’t we, Tom?” Benedict added.

“We did. Benedict would be your middle name and in exchange, that man…” Tom flung his hands in Ben’s direction. “… gets to taunt me about it in perpetuity. You robbed me.”

“I don’t know. I thought it was a fair trade.”

“And where were you during all of this?” Tom turned his ire towards Luke.

“Me?” Luke glanced around in mock confusion. “I was there. Negotiating on the behalf of Benedict.” Tom shot daggers. “Can you blame me, mate? That story is brilliant.”

“Fair point.”

James sat silently while Luke, Tom, and Ben stared at him. He drank his soda before placing the bottle on the table. “My life is a lie.” he sniffled.

His eyes grew wet, and Tom’s heart twinged with guilt. He reached towards him, but James jerked away.

“What else have you lied about? Am I adopted?! Are you even my real dad?” Tears threatened to spill onto James’s flushed cheeks.

“James, no! Your mother and I were going to tell you. I never dreamed you would get this upset. If I thought even for a moment you would get mad, I would have told you sooner. Believe me.” He reached again, but James stood up, his fists balled up.

“I just can’t believe…” James turned his head and his shoulders shook. “… you actually fell for that!” He spun with an enormous grin on his face.

Tom leaped to his feet, knocking over the chair. “Why, you little…”

“You’re not only the one who can cry on command!” James yelped as Tom lunged for him but the young boy was too quick.

“You taught him too well, Tom!” Benedict yelled as the two Hiddleston boys streaked off around the house, Tom gaining on his son.

[khaleesiofalicante]

GUESS WHO'S BAAAACCCCCKKKKKK

THAT'S RIGHT! IT'S ME!

LEMME JUST SAY the number of times you've made me cry with your fics isn't even funny anymore...

ok ok ok but LEXI OMG SHE'S SUCH A HERONDALE SDYJCDCGYGYCDGYUYUGZSDGYUGYUACGYUMSGYUMSZD I LOVE HER SO MUCH

And "Jason talk dirty to me" is the best way to start a fic, I said what I said.

Don't we all hate zoom meetings? I know I sure do and I have class in 5 and a half hours (i woke up at 1 am...don't even question it). Technically i was gonna try and go back to sleep when I remembered HOLY SHIT LBAF FUCK SLEEP I CAN STAY UP

Also...KIERARKTINA CHILDREN XSUHSGYDSDGJM IM SCREAMING. At first, i was like...one child...TWO CHILD???? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Patrick...I never really knew the guy well but Aline is grieving LEAVE ME ALONE TO CRY

Lexi wrinkled her nose at the name. “I have a message for you.”

“You love me more than mom?” Jace asked.

THE WAY SHE SAID YES WITHOUT HESITATION

but seriously though...do silent brothers wear clothing under their robes...?

ALL THAT FORESHADOWING ABOUT "Darker times" IM SCARED AND I ALSO BELIEVE THIS ISN'T JUST ABOUT THE COHORT.

“I’m not a child!” Lexi protested.

You are seven years old, brother Enoch pointed out. He had been there to place the protection charms after the twins had been born.

If Jace didn’t know any better he’d say the silent brother was sassing her.

But Lexi was a Herondale.

“I’m 49 in dog years!” Lexi huffed.

You are not a dog, Alexandra.

“Daddy said I can be anything I want to be,” Lexi stuck out her tongue. “I’m a dog. A very old dog. Woof!”

Brother Enoch turned to him as if to say, ‘control your Herondale spawn’.

HERONDALE SPAWN.

There is so much going on in these lines BUT LEXI IS A WHOLE ASS MOOD YES BESTIE IF YOU WANNA BE A DOG THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE GONNA BE FUCK EVERYTHING ELSE!! WOOF

Jace knew many children had been orphaned by the war with the cohort - like Diego’s daughter, who had been adopted from the Chennai Institute.

This part scared me because for a second I was like "IS DIEGO DEAD??????" before I read on and my mind caught on.

ok on to my second favorite character right after Lexi

DAVID MY CHILD I SAY WE KILL ALBERT. SCREW THE PRISON I'M GONNA BURN THIS BITCH ALIVE

THE FUCKING AUDACITY OF HIM. DAVID IS A CHILD HONESTLY FUCK YOU. I WAS SO ANGRY THIS LITTLE SHIT HOW DARE HE.

I just wanna squeezes David into a bear hug ill protect him from now.

THE FAIRCHILD-HERONDALE FAMILY IM GONNA SCREAM

THEY ARE SO PRECIOUS ISTG AHDGYJDYUKCYDVYGDJHVCGYJMDV

Max stamped his foot on the ground, because he liked to be theatrical about everything

Im sure we all know where he gets it from...

“Shall we go check on the little miscreants?”

“Max and Rafe aren’t that bad,” Jace replied faithfully.

“I was talking about your girls,” Magnus grinned. “My boys are literal angels.”

“One of them is a warlock,” Jace pointed out. “With demon blood.”

“You know your family descended from Tessa, right?” Magnus asked. “Your children have demon blood too.”

“Yikes, no wonder people want us gone,” Jace chuckled and Magnus chuckled with him.

THIS WHOLE CONVERSATION THEY HAVE COME SO FAR ISTG IM GONNA CRY

“Did you know there is a trick to find out if kids are really sleeping?”

“A magic trick?” Jace asked.

“Yes,” Magnus winked. “You see…When kids are asleep, really asleep, they put up right hand. Only parents know of this secret.”

Rafael and Selena remained still, his little celery still snoring gently.

Max’s hand slowly went up and Lexi’s followed.

A bark of laughter escaped Jace, and Magnus shushed him.

“Miscreants!” Jace whispered.

“I told you so!” Magnus chuckled.

“I know of another secret. I heard the Consul has a new punishment for kids who lie,” Jace said. “They apparently have to eat Izzy’s food.”

The hands flopped back into bed immediately and Magnus covered his mouth to control his laughter.

THE DOMESTICITY OF THIS SCENE OH MY GOD

also TIAN!! ISTG IF WE DON'T SEE HIM IN TWP OR TEC 3 MARRIED AND HAPPY WITH JIN FENG IM GONNA BE VERY SAD

“Damn, I would have gladly punched you in the face, Herondale. Next time, ask for volunteers.”

Damn bestie-

“This is ridiculous! I didn’t do anything!” Albert yelled and looked at the brother Enoch. “You saw what they did, right?”

I’m a silent brother, Albert. I can’t see. Surely you know that.

Exactly you blind fuck.

we got Jace and alec brotp bonding leave me alone to cry in a corner. the fact that shadowhunters don't have laws protecting children like wtf is wrong with you people

“Alexandra,” his parabatai interrupted. “Shouldn’t you be in bed?” “Shouldn’t you be in Los Angeles?” Lexi countered.

LEXI AYUAHGUSUSUGWDCDGD,DCGKSDYG,SDGSCDH.

“Max is awake?” Magnus was alert now.

“And Max is hungry!!!” the boy walked into the room.

Live footage of me every morning (or evening. or night. depends on my sleep schedule)

DAVID LEGIT HAD A LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT MOMENT MY PRECIOUS

HE NEEDS TO BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS

“Oh my god, who is this?” Max yelled and jumped straight into the bed, right next to David. “Are you a shadowhunter? Where are you from? Your eyes are so blue! My daddy has blue eyes too! Wait, I also have blue eyes! We both have blue eyes!”

Max- PLEASE THIS IS SO CUTE

“Yay!” Lexi yelled. “You could pretend to be my other twin.”

“Then you would be triplets,” Alec mumbled quietly. “Not twins.”

Oh shush

“Our people are not going to like this, Alec,” Jace pointed out.

“Well, that’s too bad,” Alec said unapologetically. “I’m the Consul.”

YES BITCH SHOW THEM

I really hope Albert does have to come crawling back and have his marks stripped.

“Is that...Is that a stubble?” Jace asked when something prickled his cheek.

“Yes.”

"Are you growing a beard?" Jace inquired sceptically.

"Yes."

“Gross. I don’t like it,” Jace complained.

“Too bad. Cause I do.”

“I’m going to tell Magnus to shave it off while you are asleep,” Jace muttered.

“Jokes on you. He likes it too.”

Jace weren't you starting to grow a beard in TDA as well-

no, but I'm with Jace on this one.

“So, I heard an interesting story from Magnus when I came in,” his wife said, coming out of her bathroom, wiping her face with a towel. “You adopted a kid, I hear? Your parabatai is really rubbing off on you, huh?”

It's the alec affect bestie.

“He only said there is a child at the institute who needs my help. At first, I thought he was talking about you.”

I-

Jace trying to find David a new last name was so goddamn sweet I'm crying in a corner. And David choosing to keep his name as a reminder that he survived??? TEARS

Selena had learned Spanish so she can talk to Rafael. Then she had learned French just because she could.

Oh to be good at languages...

“It means darling,” Jace corrected and then beamed. “But wait! It also means cabbage! David, you are going to be my little cabbage.”

Lexi, Selena, and Clary groaned in unison.

“You’ll have to deal with this, David,” Clary said apologetically, not letting go of the boy. “Lexi is Lettuce. Selena is Celery and I’m Carrot.”

AJHHUHYUCDJILSDYVGILCQBCDHCUOUCEDCCSCUHKK SCREAMING

DAVID YOU ARE GONNA BE EATING PIZZA TONIGHT SCREW VEGETABLES.

THE LIBRARY SLEEPOVER!!! SQUEALS. I LOVE READING TOO I WANNA JOIN THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That was so long wtf-

and I guess I don't truly understand what it's like to be a child abuse victim but to all those who can hurt a child and not feel anything...I hope they fucking pay for what they do. All those kids who survive are so goddamn strong but why the fuck does one have to go through so much shit and people be like "oh you came out stronger" sure bitch but they didn't deserve this shit in the first place. i might be saying it wrong but we seriously need more strict laws against this kind of shit.

damn, I curse a lot. SEE YA ON FRIDAY BYE

Me scrolling through this entire liveblog like:

Thank you so much. It made my day! I love reading reactions!!! (lol you know that)

I am so glad you like the first chapter. And I curse a lot too so issokay ;)

And thank you for that last point. It's what we need more of in this world - empathy and understanding x.

And we definitely need better laws - but these laws also need to be implemented correctly - without judgment and with efficiency.

We have a long way to go just like the shadowhunters oof.

[brainzz]

welcome to me writing all my thoughs while watching stranger things because i binged it alone and i really needed this (its waaay longer than it actually needed to be and theres so many typos please dont read this if you dont want to its very stupid)

   Finn kNOWS what he's doing while looking at eddies lips like that omfg Mike wheeler Is so bisexual

   MAX STOP BEING SO BISEXUAL

   babes... u good

   IM GONNA CRY

   i love steve listening to robbies gay rambling bye

   they are weed buddies. WEED BUDDIES. im so dead

   MORE SWEAR WORDSSSSSS YESS

   whys everyone so gayyy godddd

   i love mike wheeler so much

   MAX ILY

   "tell me things!" funniest line in the whole episode

   Eddie and the basketball dude fucked idc

   FUCKING CLOCK

   adopt me, eddie munson

   angela can fucking die idec

   THE LITTLE WALK

   nononononononononnoononononononoon el babes

   they are sibilings

   STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

   NOT THE WELL FIC IT TOGETHER JWBFKWGRMWDIGHRNGMMD

   WHAT

   Joyce byers my role model no literally i love her

   rootting for jopper

   HDJREHDK WLGPEFKQMFVNWLFLQMD

   THE SOBS I CAN'T

   my boy lucas... shit

   im so happy abt vickie and robin i can't explain

   not fucking tammy thompson

   steve judgig Robins women taste

   Notntkgotnitntot the cruxjberugjsknfks the crush the xurhs fucking shit sjkremfnwmd

   lucas come here

   ETICA WUEEN GODFESS MY LOVE OMGOGMOGMGOGMGIGMOGMGOGMLGNGIRN

   she's the moment

   i love her sm

   "but vecna lives" stop manifestating edds

   not lucas being there when his friends are not like por boy having his super importante momento imma cry

   PATRICK that's His name Patrick and Eddie fucked

SIDE NOTE HERE I GOT IT WRONG HIS NAME IS JASON BUT I DON'T WANT TO CHANGE IT

   sinclairs my beloveds

   not the betrayal omfg poor lucas

   not the fucking radio the fuskfnsldsl

   max has a DOG????

   oh mí poor girl

   OH

   she's doing bAD BAD

   ITS NOT EVEN HER DOG WHAT I LOVE HER

   uH

   Holy fucking shit

   i don't think chrissy really needs any drugs tbh

   WHAT

   TF

   oh so we are in for SCARY

   i think it's brenner

   vecna is actually brenner u guys u heard it hear first

   watch me be wrong

   OH NONONONONONONO NOT THE FLOATING

   IM SCARED SHIRTLESS FOR MAX WJAT

   Nononononononononono

   CHRISSY

   NOOOO

   KQNDMWBDKWNDMD

   whahdtwkfmwnfmd

   SIR

   hpppppp

   OMGOMGOGMOGMGIGMGOGMOGMGIGKFIGKIGKGKGMG

   WE ARE GETTING THE SCENE

   OH???????

   OMFG

   YOUBGUYS

   Hoppp

   qqsdjkqndwkmfnfgkkrfkkfkfkfkfkfkfkdjdjfjfjf

   oh i love this show sm

   MAXXIE

   NOWODLSLDKDKDKKDKS

   the buttetfly Is really doing it to me

   Max babes

   SHIT

   id watch this show monsters or not tbh

   Nos im truly fucking scared for más and the floating shit

   i swar if she DIES

   poor eddie

   Susan looks so bad poor woman

   k but Max sleeping in oversized tshirts

   im very very scared im not even kidding Max can't fue or i will

   she won't her bf and big Bro Steve are gonna save her

   YES CALI GANG LETS GOOO

   omgogmgomgogmgogkgomgogmgkglgmglg

   yeyeyeyeyete mileven reinion

   JE LOOKS SO BAD SJES SO SMITTEN

   OMGOGMGOGKGOKGIGG

   she's so jappy

   IM GONNA VRU

   SJE LIKES YELLOW AND PURPLE I LOVE HER

   i love mike

   poor will

   shit tjisbis so awkward

   Im gonna cry

   "so awkward" yes

   i love her

   ELL YOUR VRUSJ IS SO OBVIOS

   NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

   im gonna cry bye

   OMG i love Robin being a lesbian

   i love their friendhsip

   Robin being gay me

   she looks so good un that uniform

   them simping for women together yes

   nononono

   fuck

   FUCK

   OH

   LUCAS

   NONONO

   WHAT

   YES

   What

   NO

   yes

   usjdbksndsndnd LUCAS

   give this man love

   Oh

   shit

   nonono i hate Patrick but tjisbis like

   OH

   oh poor nance

   my gal

   Fred is kinda cool ngl i like him

   IM SCARED FOR MAX

   like so scared

   IT'S HAPPENING

   ohhh max has feeelings spooky for her right? poor gal

   poor kiddos tbh

   Let them breathe

   Max im so scared for u

   shit

   don't say it

   AMMDMSDNSNDNSNDNS

   ms henderson ily

   NOT THE ENZO NONONONONO

   nonono i hadnt read it all but OMGOGMGOMEHFSKJFSJ im dead

   ENZO YOU GUYS ENZO

   im dead

   poor Joyce

   i love Joyce

   MANSMANSMDNDJNWFNEUKFFOQUFUWOFKWLFKWJFUWOFKWNFNQMD

   HOP

   HOPPER

   NOOOO

   Is that a bullet hole? do i wanna know?

   poor man

   i love them

   he has such a crush poor boy

   Jon knows

   YES I LOVE TJIS SONG

   KSKDSKKD BITHCIN

   poor el fuck

   HES WEARING SANDALS LMAO

   "why si you keep lying?" (

   poor will poor el poot mike

   VOMIT GREEN SOCKS HES GONNA LOOK SO LAME I LOVE HIM

   poor el

   oh my good poor el

   i love them

   WILL DEF HAS A CRUSH ON MIKE HES GONNA GET JIS HEART BROKEN

   let her die in a hole

   THEY CALLED MIKE TWIG JRJSJD THEY KNOW

   LUCAS HI

   oh poor patrick

   "she's straigh as a arrow" k

   they fuckeddddd

   oh poor pat

   oh Patrick (

   OMGOMGOGLOGG FAMILY VIDEO CONTENT

   YES GO DUSTI

   YES THE GANGS BACK

   steves jealous i love iy

   did she just call them toddlers

   Fred i like u im sorry

   nance go to therapy it's good u

   freds so cool

   MAX MAYFIELD A FRIEND OGMOGMGOGMEJSKJFWJDJ

   WHAT

   FRED???????

   FREDDIE???????

   OH SHIT

   oyyhyyyyyyyyyy

   shit

   IF HE DIES

   if ANYONE does tbh

   poor Freddie getting in all this bullshit

   jon u should also go to therapy

   JANCY DANGER NOOO

   OH

   fuck

   JON ILY OMGOGKRIWKDJWJDHWJD QHATWBYWQHDD

   mmmmmaaybe Jon and argyle should kiss but shh

   poor jon

   argyle is so cool

   oh no this scenes sad

   LMAO MIKES FACE

   OH HE CALLED HER JANE IT'S SO SAD

   im gonna cry

   poor girl

   will ily

   he's got so much on him

   OH SHIT

   sjitajitshitjwurjwifjsks

   shit

   BITCH

   FUCK ANGELA

   mikes face (

   ((((

   ELLIE

   MIKES FACE BEST BF AWARD

   I LOVE THIS MAN

   OH NO EL

   im getting so sad over els face it's so real

   Mike and wills faces poor boys love el so much

   NONONONO

   milles so good at this get bad actors im suffering

   Mike ily

   i missed him so much

   OMG

   Joyce is so smart btw i love her

   WHAT

   well fuck then

   IM SORRY THE TRUCK???

   oh no poor lucas

   nonono

   LUCAS ILY

   oh shit oh shit

   NONONONO

   oh Patrick....

   poor lucas

   "hey, not fair!" LMAO

   Robins tinga yessss

   they are so smart

   her little laugh

   THE SCENE

   Wayne i love you

   protect Freddie at all costs

   k so maybe it's not brenner

   FRED

   FRED!!!!!!!

   THE FUCKING CLOCK

   im scared for max. again.

   i won't be able to deal with anyones deaths im so scared

   freddieeeee

   bald hopper..

   poor hop he's been through ssO MUCH

   Joyce my queen

   this people are so smart

   green like els old bedrooms door

   YES GO JOYCE

   love Murray just

   Mike ily

   SHIT

   don't fight (

   he likes u Mike leave him alone

   MIKE

   NONONO

   don't fight u guys

   A YEAR WAIT WHAT

   SHIT THE WERE FRIENDS

   they free so much they had to make it a year omg i didn't realize

   poor will

   im actually so sad it's been a year fucking covid

   don't cru ellll

   don't leave room for spooky shit to happen

   i hate this season and imma keep hating uy until everyone s happy again

   go u el

   i love el

   poor el

   OH NO YOU SHUT UP

   i hope she does is that bad

   GO U EL

   OMG IS SJE GONNA

   YES

   YES SJE IS

   OH

   FUCK

   OH

   WAIT

   aawhat

   EL

   shit sjriwbjfsknesmfks

   oh no oh no oh no

   nononono

   this season doesn't actually exist

   so.. csttir moment

   Whaywhwhwts

   what ejstebwyts

   im sorry for all the typos understand them ig won't bother to correct them

   OMGOGKOGMGOG

   i hate this be happy again i wanna go back yo s

   if sje sees the clock......

   kkk we are fine  nos

   A YEAR????? hate covid so much but this suffering has been going on for A YEAR FOR ALL OF THEM? no. i quit.

   JWFBSK THE INSTRUMENT MOTION I LOVE ROBIN

   i love this gang

   i miss scoop troop

   poor eddie

   FRED

   i need him to be okay

   don't let this happen again to her

   dude poor Glen

   Fred don't die it'san order

   NONONONO WHAT

   welcome to soph being scared for max for like the millionth time in two chapters

   HE SAID THE THING

   Fred Fred Fred don't die fred

   FRED

   bye

   poor fred

   im gonna rewatch the season as soon as i finish it btw

   nonono freD

   FRED

   this all makes me so scared for max im in such fear rn

   NOOOOOOOOOOOO

   oh when Nancy fines out

   this season is creepy creepy

   SHIT

   SHIT

   EVEN MORE SHIT

   oh hell nah

   WAS HE RECHARGING OR

   still cabt hey over tje favt it's been a yest

   thE CREEL HOUSE

   shit

   shit fucking shit

   oh this poor random woman

   oh she's not random

   ohhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHH

   fuck fuck

   don't call el a pet u bitch

   I MISS S1 NOW WHY DID U DO THIS TO ME

   HSKFKSD SHE'S SO NOT DEAD

   OHHHHH U ARE WAAAY OFF

   oh no

   oh nonono

   don't drag el into this bs pls

   oh fuck poor el

   poor el jon stop

   fuck fuck

   ATE THEY HIGH LMAO

   poor Mike el and will lmao

   not lmao im suffering

   ITS BEEN A YEAR 😭😭😭😭

   HI MURRAY

   the dinner msmdmamdmsndmsdm

   im so sad bye

   they are so bad at this lmao

   doesn't joy realize lmao

   the red eyes.... bruh

   poor will lmao

   OMG IM SUFFERING

   STFU MURRAY

   shit

   passive agressive Mike what

   mile joyve?

   NO SHIT MURRAY

   fuxkkkkkkkkk

   ELS ROOM U GUYS

   nononononononono

   nononono the flasjbaxks nlnononono

   poor el

   omg i snesed something of this Sort bit NOOOOO

   fUCK

   DEMOBATS no stop gimme a break

   ITS BEEN a YEAR 😭😭

   THE CREEL HOUSE

   omfofmgogmofmfofkgofmfkfmejskd

   oh Holy shit

   oh no

   back w mu brenner theory u guys not happy abt it

   a YEAR 😭😭

   oh fucking shit

   LUCAS

   mmmmm this smells weird idk if i like this storyline v much..........

   BE HAPPY PLS

   a YEAR 😭😭🔫😭😭😭

   LUCAS

   fuck

   LUCAS DON'T DO TJIS FOR TJE WRONG READONS

   cerebro still going yasss

   a usar of dustin and Suzie omgogmgl

   THE LITTLE LOOK between rob and ed........

   ye

   fuck

   IDIOTS

   FREDDIEEEEEEE

   im not ever gonna like ANYONE again bc they DIE

   poor Nancy

   OMG GANG JOIN

   omg she's vruinh poornnanxu sonluch traima

   FUCKING TYPOS

   Cali ganhh

   don't be awkward pls ok sad

   NOOOO not the eghos

   Mike wheeler in blue.

   Mike ily

   poor will he's not even trying to hide it

   SHES REDOINH TJE-

   MSMSMANSNSN

   A YEAR

   oH

   they are botj wearing flannels msmdsmdm

   shit

   she's been crying sm

   A YEAR

   oh hes mad

   oh

   he's trying

   ohohh lohoohohohoh

   oh my baby

   ANYWHERE im dead

   like im a monster nononono

   NOOOOOO

   oh no

   he didn't say love

   oh no

   oh nooooo

   shitttt

   fuck

   FUCK

   OH

   ok so scared

   BE HAPPY

   you didn't just saubthatvmike

   MICHAEL

   they are all so miserable

   JANE HOPPER

   step brother mum step brother mum

   HE CARES SM FOR HER

   ofmofmfogmfomgogkgogmglkgkfkfkdjsksj

   bye

   fuck

   NOOOOOO

   nononono

   fuck

   i hate this season im so sad

   "i promise"

   ohhhhhhhhhhnonono

   you should have

   YOUR CHILDREN

   oh does she just now realize

   STOP BEING MISERABLE I WAITED SO MUCH FOR THIS

   ohhh the sceneeee

   Hi Hop

   Hop speakig russian fills my soul

   uH????????

   shit

   goddddd im so stressed

   HIS EYES WHEN JOYCE IS MENTIONED

   sad el hasnt even been mentioned once

   OH NONONO

   ohhhhhh nononono

   stop spitting ew

   ughhhhhhhh

   MAX IS WEARING THE CLOTHES

   LMAO Steve it's notnfunny but it is

   poor fred

   pOOR NANCY

   ojjhhhh

   smart bastarda

   A YEAR

   he valla her nance

   don't die nance

   NANCY

   listen to steve

   oh shit what wait

   stancy....

   LMAO DRIVER MAX

   funniest scene

   RONANCE????????

[deathdippedinarc]

INFO DUMP !

I trust that all of you on here are familiar or at least recognize reoccurring muses of mines who are on my roster like Marco, Bella, or Hanz, for example. But I have some new muses on here that I just sprung out of nowhere and I don’t feel like making full profiles for them anytime soon, so here’s some brief facts about some new faces on my roster:

ARTURO MENDOZA

- Arturo is the nephew of Angel Mendoza, related to him by his older brother and Arturo is the oldest out of his siblings, so he’s next in line to be the shot caller for the Mendoza Cartel.

- Personality wise he’s okay to be around, a bit of a party animal who spends a lot of his time in clubs at Miami when he’s not busy with work, but he does have a short temper and not the best when it comes to loyalty and upholding bargains. He’s also slightly spoiled.

- Business wise he’s arrogant, irritating, and rules with a harsh iron fist to prove to his father that he’s capable of upholding the family business when he’s gone. It isn’t wise to get on his bad side if you can’t tell.

- Was briefly married to Vera for about 5 years and adopted two children, Marcellus and Natasha, with her, but his infidelity and constant absence led to their separation and its made him just a tad bit more bitter.

- These days he kinda acts like a middle aged Pauly D, I dont know he’s in this weird awkward stage of his life waiting for his dad to die so he can “start his life” already.

NATASHA DELVAUX

- Adopted daughter of Vera and Arturo, she was brought in by them after her biological parents were massacred when she was just a baby. She was found at the scene by a couple of sicarios and Vera overheard them talking about not knowing what to do with her, so she offered to take her in.

- She’s the heart of the family, everyone from socialites to local newspapers love her and wouldn’t dare mutter a negative thing about her. Most likely because they’re scared of what her parents will have done to them.

- These days she’s a mix of a marketing executive and public relations manager for her mother and even Arturo as well, helping them keep their images as clean as possible and promote themselves to the public.

MARCELLUS DELVAUX

- Another adopted child of Vera’s! He’s had a rougher childhood than Natasha, he was taken in by local gangsters after his parents tried to use him for collateral and while they never physically hurt him, he dealt with a lot of things and helped with a lot of things that someone his age shouldn’t have been exposed to. Vera helped him essentially escape after she tagged along with Arturo to a business meeting and saw the terrible conditions he was living in.

- He’s been very very loyal and grateful to them since then and even works as something like a personal bodyguard for Vera and overlooks the family’s security personnel.

- Because of her old age (in verses when he’s grown up) he tends to be the one who deals with all her dirty work for her to make sure she doesn’t put too much strain on her body or is the victim of an assassination attempt.

EDWARD DELOUGHREY

- Another spoiled rich suburban kid. Thats all, goodbye.

- Okay let me be fr; Edward is a relative of Kirk (the white hacker kid OC of mines who messes with politicians!), he’s his uncle and his father’s younger brother. Comes from a very very affluent and influential family from Maryland. His father is a well respected “celebrity” lawyer in the politic world and his mother is a botanist.

- Went to university in Maryland to become a stockbroker and after graduation he was given a job offer in New York, so that’s where he relocated and now resides.

- Business is everything to him, he’s an ambitious man and workaholic so he’s never really had time to start a family or even really date.

- No, he’s not the Patrick Bateman type sadly guys 😔😞 think more of Jordan Belfort, but a lot more cautious and responsible (sometimes).

- Embezzling money on the side because why not 💯💯

- Works closely with criminals and is a close asset to Vera, helps them figure out how to nit make their laundering look suspicious and invest into fake (or sometimes genuine) companies.

[dearericbittle]

Top 5 2020

So the amazeballs @fairydustedtheory tagged me, and since she made me, I’m actually doing this. Or my version of it anyway. Hope you’re happy! 

Top 5 most popular fics

The coolest wolf in the whole wide world, Sterek. T, 8k. Summary: Stiles is surprisingly good at being a wolf. Like, super good at control, loves the drama of making weird entrances, and determined to try all the things. Because he has to find out what’s different about being a wolf. And Derek is going to be his Yoda, whether he wants to or not. Only Stiles is pretty sure Yoda never smelled this good.

Don’t know how to reach you when you get like this (waiting for you to come home), Sterek. T, 21k. Summary: Senator Talia Hale is going to be the first werewolf president. She is also his mother’s best friend, who’s in desperate need of a friendly mage to help her break the curse on her children. Stiles likes a challenge - and the free vacation in DC for his parents.

Step into the daylight (and let it go), Sterek. M, 14k. Summary: Stiles is a grad student with serious insomnia. So when he sees a stranger in need of help, he thinks it’ll be a good way to alleviate the boredom. How the hell was he supposed to know that the weird guy with the baseball cap was a famous actor (and a fucking werewolf)? He just keeps running into the guy. Coincidence? Stiles thinks not.

Did I mention (that I’m in love with you), Sterek. T, 8k. Summary: Stiles is pretty sure that Derek Hale hates him, judging by the way he disappears from the room the second Stiles enters. Derek is pretty sure that the entire world knows about his crush on Stiles Stilinski, and that’s why he has to avoid him. For once the werewolf thing isn’t even his biggest secret.

Everything mixed up (and baked in a beautiful pie), Sterek. T, 42k (6/6). Summary: Stiles’ friends are more of a pain in the ass than usual around the holiday season. Just because he spends all of his time at his bakery, doesn’t mean he’s unhappy. So hiring a fake boyfriend seems like the perfect, simple solution. Instead Stiles stumbles onto a stupid quest to make Derek Hale happy. But surely that will all work out in time.

Honorable mention: (Fuck you they said) As they threw their threads from their wedding bed, Sterek. M, 96k (9/9). Summary: First Son Stiles Stilinski just accidentally caused an international incident. And apparently the only way to save human-werewolf relations is to marry him off to Prince Derek of Triskele. Stiles is going to need all of his acting skills to make the marriage look real, because the Prince is kind of a fucking asshole.

Top 5 underappreciated fics

In this garden there’s no feeling, Travis Konecny x Nolan Patrick (1119). M, 55k. Summary: Nolan Patrick is a heartless, stone cold son of a bitch, and everyone knows it. Travis Konecny knows it too. He just doesn’t seem to care that the team witch is incapable of having feelings. Except when Travis touches Nolan, there’s a curious warmth, and everything that Nolan was sure he knew puts him and his newly rosy cheeks on very thin ice.

you try on callin’ me baby like trying on clothes, Jonathan Toews x Patrick Kane (1988). T, 4k. Summary: In the heat of the moment, in the midst of a game or a celebration, sometimes the words just slip out. Sure, Patrick totally gets that. But he’s pretty sure that Jonny has no clue he’s been calling him baby in various hockey-related moments. Though, how can he not know? How can Sharpy have noticed before Jonny did? He's going to get so much shit for this the second Kaner dares to confront him about it.

Time may change me (but I can’t trace time), Sterek. T, 9k. Summary: Stiles doesn’t like calling himself a mad scientist, but if the shoe fits… And when his latest experiment has some interesting side-effects, he has to re-evaluate some things. Mostly about how to stop acting like a child and be a better husband. Preferably before the adoption stuff pans out.

You were raised by wolves and voices (every night I hear them howling), Sterek. T, 11k. Summary: A sheltered boy with a reputation for telling tall tales, desperate to see the world and find out what monsters are real. A lone Wolf, ostracized from society as he takes contracts to kill the things that go bump in the night. A Mad Wolf, a Dark Druid, and destiny.

On the creature scratches (it doesn’t know how to get out), Sterek. T, 3k. Summary: The world ended seven years ago, and Stiles has spent seven days on the surface trying to track down a girl who is never going to be the love of his life. But is he actually as unloved as he seems to think he is? (Love and Monsters AU)