#and the icing on the cake is they get more interaction on twitter

[burstingsunrise]

do the twitter stans who steal gifs from tumblr to repost on twitter realize that we see them. do they just not have any shame. do they just not care.

[batshaped]

Doodles for Care for Gaza

After a week or two of being disabled, the Care For Gaza gofundme page is back open for donations and I'd like to try and help get the word out about that. They have their own pretty substantial presence over on Twitter but not so much here on Tumblr.

If you donate €10 (roughly $11 USD) to the GFM and reblog this post with a screencap of your donation, I'll draw any Pokémon or My Little Pony of your choice and reblog you again with the art.

Please make sure your donation is public, and in the space where you can write words of support, please include the phrase "Thank you for your hard work and kindness." This is just so that I can have a quick and easy way to independently verify your donation.

When you reblog, include a screencap of your donation with the phrase visible, and tell me which character (an MLP or a Pokémon, please!) you would like me to draw. You can also link to a wiki page/visual reference for the character if you like. One character per person please—higher donation amounts don't stack for more characters, but they are certainly appreciated.

In the unlikely event that this blows up and more people donate than I can draw for, I may have to cap the number of drawings I can do. This post is not meant to be a binding agreement for commissions, but a visible and interactive way to encourage people to donate to a good cause. The drawings are just icing on the cake that I hope will show my gratitude.

Thanks!

Care For Gaza Fundraiser

[wttcsms]

10:57pm +++ Mr rin itoshi !!!

— 10:57 pm

when you peer through the peephole of your apartment's door, you don't expect to be transported directly back to the past.

but there he is, looking more familiar to your memories than you would like him to. messier hair, maybe, and a slouch that's a bit unbecoming of him, but it's him. no amount of time could help you forget about him; you could recognize his shadow in a dark room.

rin itoshi is banging on your apartment door. it's almost eleven at night, and you know that he prefers an earlier bedtime than most, but he's not in bed. he's right here. at your doorstep.

and it shouldn't make your stomach do that excited churn that always happens when rin acknowledges you. it's the same excited feeling that you got early on in your relationship with him; you felt it every time you saw his name pop up on your notifications, and every time he took your hand into his on those first few dates. the exhilarating rush of being wanted — but most importantly, being wanted by someone who you want, too.

you're only opening the door so he doesn't end up being mocked on everyone's twitter feeds in the morning. that's the excuse you use, anyway. chances are, no one is ever going to know that professional football star, rin itoshi, ended up at some nondescript apartment complex after a celebratory night out. however, it's easier to say that than to admit that you're always going to jump at the chance to let rin in.

when you open the door to allow your ex(?) (can he even be an ex if the two of you were never truly a couple?) in, you don't expect him to point an accusatory, albeit shaky, finger at you and boldly ask you,

"why are you ghosting me?"

it's too late at night and you're too tired to keep your guard up, so you just gape at him, mouth open, eyebrows raised in an almost cartoon-like, comical shocked way. you have your hair bunched up around your head haphazardly and your designated pajama tee has an ice cream stain on it and you've got your loosest pants on. you might regret not playing it cool when you look back on this interaction in the future, but the fact of the matter is, you lost all opportunity at nonchalance the moment you unlocked your door.

everything else that is embarrassing is just the icing on this trainwreck of a cake.

only rin itoshi, you suppose, is the right combination of bold, drunken idiot, and just socially inept enough to confront the ghoster about behind ghosted. because who in their right mind asks that?

everyone knows that the minute you get ghosted, you have to either move on or pretend to. you hop to the next person who is going to be your fixation for the month and the topic of your groupchat's conversations, and you pretend that you don't hope every notification that appears on your screen is him texting you (and you also must pretend that the sick waves of disappointment when it turns out it isn't him aren't absolutely soul-crushing). you don't make a big deal out of deleting his contact (even though you have never saved any other situationship's number in your phone before), and you're just so fucking unbothered that you even went out of your way to blacklist any articles or tweets that contain his name, his team, or even his jersey number.

"nobody asks that question." you tell him, instead of answering him. "nobody with some self-respect and social awareness, at least."

it's a jab at him, but rin doesn't seem to care. that's the thing about rin — he's really good at that. either not caring or pretending not to care, you're not so certain. you just know that the impassive expression on his face hurts all the same.

"i'm drunk." he says, and before you can give him a yeah, i can tell, he's continuing. "and i miss you."

"maybe you miss me because you're drunk. if you wake up tomorrow feeling the same way, maybe we can talk."

you're trying to put your foot down and maintain a strong image, but you know yourself too well to be fooled by your own lies. there's no maybe about it. he could wake up and hate your guts tomorrow, and you'd still want him to tell you it because it at least means he's speaking to you.

"i wake up missing you all the time. does that count?"

your mom told you once that men are like food — anything that looks that good cannot be good for your health. and looking at rin, all lean limbs and long lashes; high cheekbones and that pretty boy pout, is absolutely detrimental to your wellbeing. you should kick him out and slam the door and put a chair underneath the locked doorknob for good measure, but your heart sings with that drunken confession of his, and you know you're a goner.

"don't joke around like that." but there's no conviction in your voice, just a sort of desperate longing that changes the meaning of your words to please don't say those sort of things if you don't mean it.

"is that why you're ignoring me? because you think i was joking about everything?"

"i didn't— i wasn't— ugh. you ghosted me first!" admitting it out loud somehow brings back all the hurt from when it actually happened. maybe that's why you had enough sense to never admit it, but rin itoshi does something to you. he makes your brain shut down. all sense of self-preservation evaporates when he's in your vicinity.

confusion flickers across his face. his stupidly cute face with his stupid blue eyes and his stupid strands of hair that hang in his face no matter how many times he aggressively pushes it back. your heart breaks with every second of silence that passes by, and then hope that it can be pieced back together again appears when he looks at you, all sincere seriousness and more soberingly alert than he's looked all night, as he asks,

"i did?"

[independent-fics]

Inde watches “The Rollin’ on the River Job”

Leverage Redemption 1x03

“Hardison had to have a lot of practice before Eliot agreed to open those van doors” yes please missing 12 years lore (or original run lore) either way I love

I kinda love how Sophie just keeps referring to Harry as our Mr Wilson it’s cute. She really working to make him feel included

Oof growing pains with Sophie coming back and Parker being the mastermind

Really love Hardison’s algorithm. Love how he’s still helping them find clients

Ahhhh callbacks to learning it’s not always about the money with clients

“I lost count of my marriages, but I only had one husband” my heart

15 MANUALS WHERE

Sophie being happy to be back on a stage

”I’m Parker” yes you are

“We have to rob the vault” “YES” Parker my beloved she deserves all the vents and vaults 

Brennas “trash bags from couch, couch” the implications there

Telling Sophie to walk off after her “let’s go steal” get her back in the groove hahaha

a con with a flow chart Hardison making those for her and helping her ahhh I love them

“Are you using a flow chart for all your interactions” SO WHAT IF SHE IS and where can I get one

The Mark being upset about not being verified on Twitter goodness, they really thought these guys through 

Goodness, Eliot transitioning into OK I was a cop why is he so dramatic 😭this man closeted theater kid I swear the slight accent and tone change? Man suddenly sounded like he’s been through 40 years on the beat like what

I don’t like the cgi clay birds (idk why it bothers me like it would be cool if they learned ig )

I am not getting enough Parker and Eliot brainstorming moments together

Sophie that pink suit is stunning

Breanna already out and aboutttt

Gahgh nvm already benched

Gah the parallels of the newer team members growing like the originals

Parker’s you don’t like my dress? 🥺(also love that this is kinda mirroring the original run episode 3 bridesmaid dress? In a way)

Eliot bonding over cooking with the other security guard ahhh my heart

Ahhh more leverage friends??? I want all the lore

“It’s a very distinctive- hold on” the writers just couldn’t forget that love it

Ice cave, gorilla enclosure, catered a wedding I love these mentions

“Food sensory experience” Eliot you nerd

Harry’s little thumbs up to Breanna I love this duo

Nooo not Eliot’s new friend

Why they always go for typical Russian names we got Ivan Dimitri then the bodyguard is Jake??

Parker making Eliot smell the money haha I love them

Breanna coming in with the ideal gas law you smartical partical

Awww Eliot helping Dennis still and having game night (and the 7 shirt!!!)

THAT WAS MY CAKE PARKER (I love them so much)

Always trust the person inside the van (ugh Hardison I love your notes)

Ugh yeah Breanna me too about the world and the timeline of my life. I would love to kick it in the junk too.

With the pearl yes Parker!!! My beloved world famous thief

[tloubrainrot]

A taste of the sweet icing

WE APPRECIATE YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME TO READ OUR FIRST COLLABORATIVE FAN FIC!

MINORS DO NOT READ/INTERACT!!! If we catch you, you will be blocked immediately! EXPECT SEXUAL CONTENT!!

a/n: be sure to check out Vien (aka @dinaskiss on twitter!) We are very very grateful for them letting us use their art!

We have organized a playlist that we highly suggest to listen to while reading (songs listed below <3)

Witchfork - Nightgames

Back to you - The Driver Era

Her Body - Nasty Cherry

Euphoria - Dianna Lopez

Slither - DJO

Working at a bakery definitely wasn’t on your bucket list, but here you are. It’s your third year in college studying creative arts. You walked by the cutest bakery with your mom, in which she heavily pressured you to apply. You argued about it for a few weeks, but eventually gave in. I mean it is the perfect in between job for an upcoming artist.

Your boss, the owner of the bakery, was actually pretty chill for the most part. She’s always super tense, but it’s never been entirely unbearable. She would even occasionally help you with an art project.

Today wasn’t any different, you finished classes, then came straight to work. You’d almost always be a few minutes late but your boss, Ellie, never seemed to mind.

You walk in, and head to your locker to put on your apron.

“You’re late,” you hear a voice from behind you.

You turn around and see Ellie working in her office. “I’m always a few minutes late, I get here as soon as I can.” You look down at Ellie’s art work, it’s always so fascinating to watch her design the next cake. Sometimes you’ll even catch her doodling, which is still insanely good with the lack of effort.

“I know.. just be on time tomorrow. I really need to teach you how to ice your cupcakes better,” she states. Ellie doesn’t look up from her sketches.

“Are you saying there’s something wrong with the way I ice my cupcakes?” You say crossing your arms.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying,” she looks up at you momentarily flashing a devilish smile.

You roll your eyes, and watch her sketch for a few more seconds, watching her veiny hands grip the pencil.

“Whatever you say, boss.” Ellie tenses up, narrowing her brows at you. You flash a smile in return.

You walk out of her office, to stock the display with cupcakes like you do every afternoon. After twenty careful minutes of choosing where each cupcake belonged, you stood up, crossing your arms, and admiring your hard work and creativity.

“That one should be here,” Ellie walks over from behind you, putting a hand on your waist to scoot by, her crotch grazing the back of your pants. She moves a singular cupcake to a different section. “Come on babe this isn’t rocket science.”

“Is it really that serious?” You scoff, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“It’s always that serious sweetheart. Now do you mind icing the cookies for me?”

“I suppose so.”

Ellie lays out a sheet of cookies for you and hands over all the tools you’ll need. “Thanks.”

“Mhm,” she hums. “I’ll be right over there if you need anything.”

You watch as Ellie walks across the room, putting on her apron and grabbing a cake pan. Every day, at the same time, she starts making her own cake for advertisement. You always like to watch her from afar. Not only do you love seeing how into she gets, she looks so good doing it. Today was especially fun to watch.

She wore a white wife beater tank, with a pair of jeans and black converse. Not far off from what she usually wears, but today she chose to wear a shirt that showed off her arms. You start to take notice of her veiny hands, handling her ingredients gently and swiftly.

You begin icing the cookies, however you never really got far. You’d ice one then look right back over at her. Ellie started whisking her batter, the mixing bowl in one arm and the whisk in the other hand. She mixed quickly, you found yourself drooling over her. Her toned muscles flexed with each stir and her grip on the whisk made you feel hot.

You wondered what it would feel like, or what her muscles would look like when she was pumping in and out of you. You shook those feelings and stared back down at your plate of cookies.

“Fuck.” You look back over at Ellie again. “Fuck me man.” Ellie attempts to wipe flour dust off of her. It had gotten everywhere, her apron, her shirt, her hands, some even resting adorably on her cheeks. It was honestly quite comedic.

“You alright there?” you chuckle softly. Ellie nods and laughs along with you. She takes off the apron, throwing it off to the side. She walks over to the sink and wets a paper towel, wiping her face. As she does her tank slightly rises, showing off her v-line. Your mind continued to wander. You wanted to lick every part of her. Leave kisses in every nook and cranny.

You cleared your throat, “you’ve still got flour on your shirt.”

Ellie looks down, “fuck.”

Ellie walks into her office, for which you assumed was to grab a shirt to change into. You continued icing the cookies. Finally finishing the last one, you look up to find Ellie.

You see her silhouette through the blinds. She takes off her shirt and tosses it on her desk. You couldn’t see her perfectly, but you knew what you were looking at. She turns her body slightly to the side, so you get a glimpse of the curve of her breasts. You knew it was wrong to look, but you couldn’t get yourself to look away. You imagined yourself fingering her, pressing down slightly on her lower abdomen to see how she’d react.

You watch the entire scene play out. She wipes her stomach with the same paper towel from before then quickly puts on her shirt. It was apparent she wasn’t wearing a bra, and for some odd reason that made your stomach turn. It felt odd thirsting over your boss, and you beat yourself up for even imagining her naked body.

Ellie walks out, with a new apron in hand. You glance down at her breasts momentarily, taking a peak at her hard nipples poking through her fresh black t-shirt. You were devastated to see the white tank go, but she made everything look good.

Ellie nods at you, before walking back to her station to finish baking. “Oh hey, uh i finished the cookies. Was there something else you wanted me to do?”

Ellie walks back over and looks over the cookies, nodding as she scans the plate. “Looks good..” “Mhm..” She would say, her hand grazing her chin.

“Yeah go ahead and put those on the counter and then come find me, I've got some things I wanna teach you,” she proceeded to say.

You do as you’re told, then find Ellie back at her baking station. “So.. what is it exactly that you’re teaching me?”

“I’m teaching you how to bake a cake,” she states as if it was obvious.

“Yeah but like, why? I know how to do all of this alr-“

“You could use some improvement,” she interrupts, putting a hand on your shoulder.

You nod slowly, definitely frustrated, but she was the boss after all. At the end of the day artists need to be good at taking constructive criticism. “Okay then.. what’s first.”

“We’ll start with icing.. and I don't mean icing a cake, I mean prepping the icing.” She puts the tip of the icing tube on then looks back up at you. “That’s something you lack, I notice you over fill it, then leave too many air bubbles.”

You nod along as Ellie speaks. She begins demonstrating and you don’t take your eyes off her hands for a second. She finishes filling it and ties the end off.

She looks back up at you, maintaining eye contact. “Just like that.. got it?” She licks the remaining frosting left on her fingertip, looking at you and waiting for a response.

“Mhm..” you wanted to say more, to express how grateful you were for her help. Your mind couldn’t even form the right words. You were starting to get nervous, and you're worried she could tell.

“Good, now icing the cake is the most important part. People only buy cakes that look pretty.” Ellie starts demonstrating again, icing only half the cake. Once she’s finished she looks over at you. “Any questions?”

You shake your head in response. “Great, go for it,” she says, handing over the icing.

“What, me? I don’t wanna fuck up the cake,” you say defensively.

She gestures the icing toward you again, “It’s not important, It’s just for practice.” You stand there for a moment looking at her before finally taking the tube of icing.

You start to decorate that cake in which Ellie taught you. “Mhm..” she would say, watching you.

“Like this?” You say looking up at her for approval.

“Close, fix this right here..” she says pointing.

“This?”

“No.. just..” She steps behind you positioning herself behind your body. She wraps her arms around you holding the tube of icing in both of your hands. She starts helping you ice the cake, guiding your every move. “You need to be more gentle, like this.”

Her voice is right next to your ear, it sends a shiver down your spine. Having her pressed up against you made you flustered.

“Mmm okay, I think I got it now,” you claimed.

“Okay good,” Ellie says, moving away from your body to stand next to you. You glance at her hips momentarily as she leans against the counter. Your mind was filled with explicit thoughts of her. You imagined taking her right here on that counter.

You imagined her clit rubbing against your thigh. One of her breasts in your mouth, and your hand gripping the other. You wondered what sounds she’d make. Would she whimper? How long would it take her to cum? How wet she’d be.

“Hey.. you good?” Ellie said, snapping you out of your daydream.

“Yeah. m’ just stressed.. sorry.” You proceed to frost the cake, hoping it would finally be the way she expected.

“Hell yeah,” she smiled. “Just like that babe, good job” she said innocently. God that drove you crazy. Honestly that’s just the kind of personality she had. It wasn’t intended to be sexual or dirty at all, but fuck.. you wanted to make her say those words again. Just more.. breathy. Giving herself into you, and letting you take control.

“You’re doing so good, quick learner, hm?”

“You could say that,” you say, smiling at her. Her words make your knees feel weak, you imagine her saying those exact words to you while you are in between her legs, fucking her senseless.

“Alright well, good work today, we’ll go over some more stuff tomorrow,” she says, starting to clean up.

“Cool,” you smile at her. “Need help?”

“No it’s cool, go ahead and go up front and cover Jesse, he’s off in five.”

You nod and make your way up front. Walking out you see Jesse interacting with a customer. Their conversation quickly comes to an end and you send Jesse on his way.

It was unusually slow in the bakery today but you kinda enjoyed the quiet. You had gotten comfortable behind the counter, working on an art project in between checking people out.

The door dings and in walks a girl around your age, she looked super familiar. She approaches the counter, with a wide smile.

“Hey, how’s it going,” she says, putting both hands onto the counter.

“I’m okay, thanks for asking.” I take a second to study her face, “You look familiar. Do I know you?” You couldn’t quite tell where you had seen her before, but you definitely enjoyed looking at her.

“I was thinking the same thing about you,” she smiles. “I’m Cat.” She extends her arm and shakes your hand. She was definitely a pretty girl, and she carried herself in a way that interested you.

“Wait, do you go to the art school down the street?” she questioned.

“Yeah actually, do you?”

“Yeah! Holy shit I remember you. We had that art history class together freshman year.” Honestly, how could you miss that? I mean it has been a couple years. Not to mention she’s gotten insanely beautiful since then.

Ellie walks in and starts putting things in the display cabinet next to you both, completely unfazed by the two of you.

“Wow, that feels so long ago,” you stated.

“It really does,” Cat agreed. “I honestly wish we stayed in touch.”

“Aw, me too Cat.” You look over at Ellie and see her looking up at you from the display case. She didn’t seem to take any interest before but suddenly she’s all ears.

“You know, it’s not too late.” Cat made sure to make direct eye contact, and glanced down at your lips a couple times. “Honestly I’d love to take you out this weekend.”

Ellie stands up from the display and looks over at Cat and nods, giving the fakest of all smiles. She starts taking inventory, but stays in close range to keep listening on.

“That sounds great, I’d like that,” you smile.

“Cool,” Cat says, flashing another wide smile. “Oh right, I almost forgot. So I’m having a small get together with my family tomorrow and we were interested in some sort of cake. Do you think I could put in an order for tomorrow?”

“Yeah, yeah of course. Do you know what flavor y-“

You’re interrupted with the feeling of a hand grazing you. You look over at Ellie who is standing extremely close to you. Resting her hand on your lower back.

“We’re fully booked tomorrow, sorry.” Ellie looks at Cat blankly.

“Ellie, what are you-“

“Booked solid,” Ellie says shrugging.

“Oh,” Cat says. It was clear Ellie was making her uncomfortable, and frankly I wanted to disappear myself. “Alright then.. see you around,” she says nodding in your direction.

Cat leaves the store and you turn to face Ellie. “What the actual fuck?”

Ellie was already working on inventory, she didn’t even look back up at you to respond. “Hm?”

“Why did you turn her down? Don’t you like need customers to run a damn business?”

“I didn’t like her energy.”

“What the hell are you talking about Ellie?” you spoke. It was really pissing you off how unfazed Ellie was. Not even looking up at you for a second.

“It’s not that serious. It’s my business, I run it how I please,” Ellie states. She finally looks up at you. “Something came up, I have to cater a wedding reception tonight so I won’t be able to close. Do you mind locking up for me?”

You roll your eyes, but Ellie didn’t seem to notice. “Sure whatever.”

“Thanks,” she says, leaving for her office.

Several minutes of cleaning pass and Ellie finally returns with her backpack, ready to go. “Alright, I’m heading out.” she says slinging her backpack over her shoulder. “Call if there’s an emergency, cool?”

You nod in her direction, “mhm, yeah.” Honestly you were still kinda pissed at her, but at the end of the day it was her business. “Have a good night.”

Ellie looks back at you from the door, “You too babe.” She exits the store, leaving you all by yourself. Closing was honestly a lot of fun for you. Ellie always allowed you to take a few cupcakes home for closing, so it was something you always looked forward to.

You started playing your own music throughout the store. Cranking up the volume to make cleaning a little more bearable. The worst part about closing was always the fuck load of dishes that piled up.

An hour and a half pass of cleaning and you switch off the lights, along with the radio. You happily skip the entire way to your bag to fetch the keys to the store. You grab your bag, digging through your school supplies and random shit you were too lazy to take out.

You searched your bag for several minutes, searching for the keys but you never found them. You panic, searching the entire store. Looking through every single possible place it could be.

No fucking keys.

You stare at your phone, debating whether you should call Ellie, or just end your life right then and there.

You pick up your phone, searching through your contacts until you reach Ellie’s. You start to call her, pressing your phone to your face anxiously. “She’s gonna fucking kill me.”

The phone rings for a few seconds until Ellie picks up. “Yeah babe? Are you okay? What’s going on.” You felt so fucking bad, you could tell she was worried for your well being. Her mind didn’t go to irresponsibility. She clearly thought you were unwell or unsafe in some way.

“Uh, yeah I’m fine.” You pause trying to find the right words to say. “Ellie, I’m really sorry.”

You can hear Ellie sigh through the phone, voices of the wedding attendees muffled in the background. “What did you do?”

“I lost the keys to the store,” you say quietly.

“God damn it, are you sure? How the hell could you be so irresponsible?”

“I- I don’t know, i thought I had them in my bag,” you say attempting to defend yourself.

“I don’t wanna hear it..” She pauses for another moment, giving herself time to think. “I’ll be over in twenty minutes.”

“I’m sorry.” Ellie quickly hangs up the phone, leaving you with your own thoughts.

Twenty minutes came quicker than you wanted it to. You hear the door open and you walk out from the break room. You hear a bag plop onto one of the tables in the lobby.

You walk out and see Ellie, grabbing her keys from her backpack. “Ellie i’m really sorry I don’t-“

“Do you have any idea how much money I lost for this?”

“No, but-“

“I’m talking,” she interrupts. “I used to think you messing shit up was cute but I’m getting really fucking tired of it.”

“Ellie, I really didn’t mean to do this. It’s not my fault.”

“How isn’t this your fault? This is your responsibility.” she says, crossing her arms.

“Jesus Ellie what more do you want me to say?” “If I’m such a fuck up, just fire me.”

“God damn it, you’re so fucking bratty.” She throws her keys on the floor near by. “You’re driving me fucking crazy.”

“I’m not bratty Ellie-“ Your eyes go wide, glancing over at Ellies keys nearby. “You’re scaring me.”

She clenches her fists for a brief second, pinching the bridge of her nose. She looks back up at you. “Fuck it.”

Ellie makes her way over to you, pulling you in. She holds your face in her hands, looking into your eyes. Your lips are only inches apart. “Just shut the fuck up.” She closes the gap between your lips, only coming up for air to look back at you.

Your hands get comfortable tangled in her hair, as she roams your body with her hands. She walks you back, until your back hits the counter. She props you up, lifting you onto the counter by your ass.

“Fuck..” she breathes out. She starts to unbutton her shirt, leaving sloppy kisses all over your neck as she does. Ellie grips onto your neck, kissing you lower and lower down your neck. “Take this shit off.”

You prop your ass up, allowing Ellie to fully slip off your pants. She rubs you through your drenched underwear, which only leaves you craving more.

“God..” you breathe out desperately.

“How long have you been dying to fuck me, hm?” She whispers in your ear, while noticing how wet you are.

“So fucking long Ellie” you say through sounds of whimpers.

Ellie looks up at you and grins, still rubbing your clit over your panties. “You know? I see the way you look at me everyday. Just begging to be able to touch me, aren’t you?”

You nod, moaning into Ellie’s ear each time she grazes over where you need her most. “Please Ellie.. more. I need you.”

“God baby, you have no idea how wet you’re making me, being so needy.”

She lifts your shirt up and over your breasts, taking one into her mouth. She moves your underwear to the side and starts fingering you slowly. “Fuck Ellie,” you moan out. You manage to slip Ellie’s pants off, slipping her boxers down until they fall at her ankles. You push her closer to you by wrapping your legs around her hips.

“Please, please baby,” you whimper, letting go of her hips and spreading your legs further to allow her more access.

“So eager.”

Ellie grabs your legs up on the counter for easier access. She slips a finger inside of you, you immediately clench around her, watching as her fingers pump in and out of you. “i’ve been wanting this for so fucking long, dreamt about it.” You say between moans. Ellie gets closer and buries her face in your neck as she’s pounding you slowly and kissing your neck.

“So have i, thought about it often, touched myself to the thought.” You let out a filthy moan in response. You get wetter and wetter and it’s obvious how bad you need her. Ellie chuckles when she feels you dripping on her fingers.

“Like the thought of me fucking myself, baby? Bet you wish you were fucking me like this, hm?”

“Yes, so badly. Fuck. Faster, please.” you bite your lip. Ellie pushes you closer with one arm and starts picking up the pace with the next, she also adds a finger or two, which slip in easily. She changes the angle so her fingers are now deeper inside you. She goes faster, not a second passing between every thrust. She bites at your neck hard, one hand grazing your nipple and the other pumping inside you.

“Feels so g-good, love when you fill me up.” Ellie lets out a sultry moan against your neck.

“You’re so fucking hot”. She stops thrusting and starts curling her fingers inside you, hitting your spot repeatedly. You moan with every move. “I’m close, I'm so close, Ellie.”

“Bet you can’t make me cum like this” She smirks before she sends you over the edge. You moan loudly against her. Your cum flows out of you, wetting Ellie's forearm. “Fuck yes baby, come for me. Just like that.”

You’re out of breath, you’ve never came so hard in your life, and you’d do it again because of how good Ellie’s fingers felt destroying you. You sit like that for a few seconds, catching your breath.

“Let me fuck you.” you pleaded “Want it so bad, been wanting it.”

“Say please.”

“Please.. Ellie.. I wanna feel you. I wanna see how wet you are. I wanna taste you.”

Ellie moans in your ear listening to all the things you wish to do to her. You felt her leaning into you, her body getting heavy.

“I can see how bad you need me Ellie.. give in.” You lean closer into her ear and whisper, “Let me take care of you baby.”

“Fuck, now.” she whines.

You grin, standing up and switching places with Ellie. It turned you on how quickly she gave into you. You lifted her sports bra up over her head, following with kisses all over her chest. You sucked on her breast, savoring the image she made with her mouth propped open. “Oh god,” she moaned.

You took your time, waiting for the perfect moment to finally touch her sopping wet core. Ellie spread her legs underneath you. In which you looked down, finally getting a full view of her dripping cunt. “So fucking pretty,” you said, biting your lip then looking back up at Ellie. Her eyes, burning into yours.

She desires you, she needs you. Most importantly she fucking craved you, and only you. “Please, just touch me already,” she begged.

You lean closer into her, leaving only a few inches between you two. “I’m gonna savor every last fucking drop of you, got it?” You look back down at her pussy. “The more you rush me, the longer it’s gonna take.. understood?”

She nods, not daring to break eye contact.

“Say it.”

“I understand baby.”

You grin, “Good.” You kiss her neck, working your way up to the spot right behind her ear. “Now touch yourself.”

She looks at you, eyes widening. “What-“

“Do it.”

She props her hand up to better position herself. She sucks her fingers slowly and good, definitely on purpose to get a rise out of you. You groan at the sight.

“So pretty,” you say grinning.

“Now baby, let me see you.” She complies, resting her ring and middle finger lightly on her clit. You prop yourself down on your knees, allowing you to look up at her. Getting a view of every angle, every facial expression.

She fingers herself, looking straight at you. You watch as her chest rises and falls heavily. Wet sounds fill the room, but you both craved more.

She speeds up, fucking herself at a steady pace. “Mhm- baby.. I'm so wet.”

“I can tell,” you grin. “And all for me.”

You leave wet kisses on her thigh working your way toward her v-line.

“Fuck.. yes- more please”. Ellie gets frustrated and starts fucking herself faster and faster.

She spreads her legs further, letting you move closer and closer. You breathe against her clit, teasing her. She grabs your hair. “If you don’t fucking fuck me right now, you’re fired for sure.”

“Oh, really?” You laugh. Ellie pushes your weight up and on top of her with her legs. She gets her lips closer to your ear. “Are you going to be a good girl or not?”

Ellie grabs your waist harshly, creating a knot in your stomach.

“Yes, I'm your good girl.” You nod, grabbing her knees and spreading her legs apart.

You put two fingers inside her dripping cunt, moving in and out slowly.

“F-fuck, faster, now.”

“Hm? I didn’t hear a please.”

“Please, fucking.. faster. I cant wait any longer.”

You pick up your pace, fucking yourself into her. You watch as her perfect tits bounce before you. “So fucking wet El.”

You remove your fingers from inside her slowly. You drop to your knees again, face to face with her throbbing clit. “I wanna taste you” you say before your lips meet her bud.

“Fuckk..” Ellie buckles her hips against you. Throwing her head back in pleasure.

“You taste so fucking good,” you moan against her. You keep a steady pace, adjusting yourself to what makes Ellie feel her best. She looks down at you, grabbing a fist full of your hair. You circle her clit with your tongue repeatedly, finding a good rhythm, you also tease her folds, moving your tongue up and down. You then start to suck on her clit vigorously causing her to arch her back.

“So fucking good, f-fuck,” her moans were getting louder, her legs began to shake. She starts whimpering and moaning out your name. “I- I can’t take it.”

Ellie was nearing her orgasm, and you craved for more. More time with her. Her legs started to shake uncontrollably. “Baby.. don’t fucking stop.. I’m gonna fucking cum.”

You continue, sucking on her sensitive bud for a few more moments before pulling away.

“What the fuck?” She grunts, whining deeply.

“You think I’m done with you? Hm?” You stand back up to get closer to Ellie. You slap her pussy making a loud wet noise. “Stand up.” Ellie twitches underneath your hand. A soft whimper leaves her lips.

You guide Ellie down onto the floor, and lay down right along with her. “I need you to fuck yourself on my tongue” you order. Ellie kisses you deeply, letting out a deep whimper, a sound that sent vibrations through your body.

“Yes, ma’am” She says against your lips, smirking.

“I need you to cum on my face.”

“Oh you need it, hm?” She chuckles lowly as she moves to straddle your face. She looks like an absolute vision from this angle, her wet cunt so close to your mouth, her abs flexing as she hovers above you. Pieces of her hair stick to her forehead as she stares down at you, pupils so big you can barely see the green anymore.

“Fuck- yes, babe” you all but moan, hands circling her thighs as you try to push her down onto your mouth. She resists, though, grabbing your hair roughly and pulling you back from her pussy as you huff impatiently against her clit.

“Beg for it” she smirks, one hand snaking down to spread herself open as she pulls your hair tighter.

“Please Ellie, please let me make you cum I promise I’ll be so go-mmf!” You’re cut off as she pushes your face into her, sighing in relief as you begin to eat her out again.

“Fuck, I- I can’t get enough of your pretty little mouth” she moans loudly as she begins to move her hips back and forth, slowly at first but quickly devolving into wild thrusts that leave you almost unable to breathe.

The hand in your hair tightens its grip as she picks up her pace, groans of your name and sloppy wet sounds echoing around the store. Your hands leave her strong thighs so you can play with her tits, pinching her nipples and groaning in unison with her, at the way she clenches on your tongue at the action.

“S’fckingood” you mumble against her, the vibrations of your words against her clit make Ellies legs shake, her head thrown back in pleasure as she continues to use you however she wants.

“Yeah? You like that? Just laying there and taking it while I use you to get off?” You nod desperately at her words, your thighs pressing together and eyebrows furrowing as you focus all your energy on making her cum. “Course you do, dirty fucking girl”

You moan against her, the taste of her heavy on your tongue as you try your best to breathe through your nose. “M’ so f-fucking close baby shit”

An idea pops into your head as you move your hands from her tits to her back, pushing her forward roughly. She catches herself on her hands, and before she can open her mouth to scold you you’re slipping a finger into her dripping hole.

The sound that leaves her is almost pornographic as her hand flies back into your hair.

“O-oh fuck m’- god- m’ gonna cum!” she groans lowly as you continue to pump in and out of her, jaw aching from how hard she's fucking your face. “I’m c-cumming ohmygod I-”

Her hips stutter as she holds you against her. You can’t breathe at all, lungs burning slightly as her thighs press against your ears. Even though you can’t breathe, if the way you’re supposed to die is stuck between your insanely hot boss's legs, you’ve made peace with it. You lick her clean, every drop as she twitches around your mouth.

Ellies legs tremble as she lifts herself off of you, her hand slipping out of your hair as she climbs off your mouth and hand. Your entire lower face is drenched, along with your fingers, and you smile up at her dumbly as she sits down on the couch and pats her thighs, asking you to come join her.

You must be moving too slow because, like the impatient girl she is, she grabs your waist and yanks you towards her with ease. You laugh as you adjust yourself on her lap, wrapping your legs around her and burying your face in her neck. She grabs you by the chin, pulling you in for a passionate kiss before smiling against your mouth.

“Think that friend of yours could have done all that?” Ellie chuckles, her hand on the side of your thigh. You roll your eyes.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me.”

“You know damn well the answer to that.”

“I wanna hear you say it though.”

You move your lips closer to her ear to whisper. Your hands on her neck. “No, she wouldn’t have been able to wreck my pussy like you did.”

It’s evident your words affect her by the way she squeezes your thigh much harder. “You don’t want to get me started again.” She groans, kissing you deeply, biting your lip and then stopping. She props you off her and gets up, putting her clothes back on. She spanks you playfully. “We should find the keys now, shouldn’t we?”

[destinyc1020]

Confession Sunday

Z is a big superstar but she needs to promote herself a little bit more. She is way to quiet to stay relevant.

Her peers are always in the news, she is now only negative in the news (people that compare her because of her beauty, with every girl. or because of her relationship.

She needs to stay connected with her fans, especially with her movie coming out. But no sign of life from her.

Thanks Anon for your confession. Maybe it's just me, but I don't think Z (or any actor really) NEEDS to do stuff on social media or even "interact" with her fans in order to "stay relevant". Z is ALWAYS "relevant" lol. 😅 The woman trends for literally just breathing lol. In fact, she was JUST trending yesterday on Twitter for goodness knows what lol. If anything, I can see how Z would probably want to remain quiet in order to LESSEN the amount of insane chatter surrounding her that she gets.

I think fans need to remember that there was life before social media, and "back in the day", celebrities didn't have to "interact" with their fans online in order to "stay relevant". You were either a fan of their work, or you WEREN'T.

Idk about others, but I personally feel like some fans have almost come to expect (or even demand) that their faves talk to them online or post something about their private life, when that's not even their job. That's not in their job description! 😅 Their job is simply to ACT.

Anything else you get from them is simply the icing on the cake. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Z is going to be fine, and she's always connected with her fans...especially when they meet her in person. She's always warm, friendly, and willing to take pics with fans.🥰 She does WAY more than most celebs do imo. Celebrities aren't obligated to really do anything with fans if you really think about it. Like I said, either you're a fan of their work, or you're not!

[golbrocklovely]

and we're back to our regularly scheduled hating on people apparently...

(And people wonder why they don't go on twitter anymore.... Maybe it's because of people like yoooooou...) (not you Angelica)

If you know you know, lmao.

the sky continues to be blue, i see lol

at this point, any hate going around towards snc about their gfs is funny to me. at the end of the day, snc are happy. happier, in fact, to pay attention to two women who love them rather than a fanbase that only transactionally love them. or at least that side of the fandom, bc snc seem to do more on tiktok and insta than any place else.

i hope, just to really piss off those that hate them, they get married to these girls. bc that would be the icing to really top off this lovely cake sksks

and the issue at hand is the fans that think they can have this type of behavior and then expect snc to want to talk to them. like, you don't get to have both. that's not how this works. would you want to interact with ppl that flip back and forth between loving and hating you strictly based on whether or not you don't post your gf? that's weird.

i get there are fans that care about notices and whatnot, and that type of behavior made sense when i was younger and new in the fandom. but like… i'm 28 almost 29. i don't care if snc never pay attention to me ever again. i'm here for them and the content, not a like or reply. you're not owed an interaction. sorry, that's just the truth.

(also none of this is directed at you anon lol)

[dilanblogs]

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[fallen-gravity]

Why did you quit Twitter? Not complaining, I wish more people followed your example haha.

I got too overwhelmed 😔

people just feel so much ruder and more self-centered over on Twitter. It's not every user, of course, there were plenty of super kind and friendly users I interacted with, but the general userbase felt so unnecessarily hostile. I got snapped at multiple times for the simplest of things (excitement for games coming out, as an example), and I got placed on a blocklist because a friend of a friend said something unsavory and I guess that made me a shitty person because I didn't tell them off myself, even though we weren't that close to begin with??

I dunno, it just sort of felt like all of the enjoyment had been completely sapped out of the experience. I'm used to Tumblr's bullshit because I've been here long enough that I've built up enough of a social circle that the good outweighs the bad, but when you're all by yourself on Twitter and people six years younger than you are calling you the scum of the earth, it gets tiring pretty quickly.

Elon Musk buying it out and running it into the ground was the icing on the cake and the final motivator to pull the plug, but I digress

[amyscascadingtabs]

this is sappy but whatever. i wrote most of this before the season started (which is why i come off as reasonable and somewhat mentally stable about all of this) but felt appropriate to post it now as a thank you. ❤️

i have vivid memories from the night b99 was cancelled. the news came late evening my time, and i had been editing fic and checked twitter and there it was. loud and clear. i don’t remember which site it was but the picture was jake and amy with their wedding cake and that made everything feel even worse.

i remember freaking out even though i had been prepared, because those last days before the news hit on tumblr were... panicked. but i still freaked out to the extent that i ran outside in my pajama pants and hoodie and blue plastic slippers and called my mom, and then i walked up and down the streets where i lived in the darkness and cried in frustration as she tried to talk me down. i remember there were random guys with motorcycles out? but i was too hysterical to care. i’m pretty sure i screamed something to my mom about ”HOW CAN BIG BANG THEORY GET A BILLION SEASONS BUT THIS SHOW GETS CANCELLED????”

i know everyone who was in the fandom at the time has their cancellation story. what played the biggest part in mine was the fact that i felt like i hadn’t had enough time. really, i had only just become active in the fandom, only just started interacting with people on here and writing my first few fics, but i was absolutely loving it. it was giving me happiness again after a long period of emptiness and depressive feelings. when it was cancelled, what made me feel the worst was the fact that i’d had so little time – to make friends, write fic and react to episodes together. i felt deeply jealous of everyone who’d gotten more.

thinking about it coming to an end now has made me remember that night and those feelings of jealousy. because i did get more time. i got three more years. that night, i remember asking for just one, for a half, for anything, and i got three years.

and these three years have been a whirlwind of emotions and feelings and episodes and debates and discussions and gifsets and fanfic and asks and having this as my safe space while pretty much everything changed around me in the outside world, and i just want you all to know that i have never taken a single day of them for granted. this show could have been taken from me before i’d ever gotten the chance to grow with it and alongside it, and instead it was part of my life for three whole years.

i have a really, really good memory (four time quiz champion anyone? just me?okay <3), and i remember so much of it in such detail, and it's so weird to think about how long it's been when it also feels like yesterday.

i remember my first comment on peraltiago parenting experience, my first episode-related fic, the insane high after the renewal, staying up all night to watch the wedding live. i remember writing fanfiction on the beach while on vacation in greece, on a plane to berlin, at home on my parents balcony late late at night. i remember the honeymoon episode title being released, s6 starting filming again, the excitement over every little piece of news and finding about the cast directing. i remember labor fic and christmas fics and when i scroll back to pictures of my paris trip in january 2019 it's interspersed with a billion pictures of andy at the golden globes. i remember lighting my fairy lights in my little basement room and watching season 6 in bed at 2.30 am if it was a big episode, and watching it in the morning before fridays in high school most days. i remember writing post-ep fics during classes and on my phone on subways and trains. i remember the s7 news, and the casecation nerves and debates, and fucking kissgate. being named "the class amy santiago" by my friends when we graduated and getting a little silver paper plate to show for it. i remember the first fic exchange and inventing julian and simon santiago and i remember meeting @johnny-and-dora and eating wagamamas in manchester and talking about how simon santiago was DEFINITELY on the stairs and buying a little fake plant that i named andy plantberg (he's still in a box somewhere). i remember writing fic during slow hours in the ice cream shop i worked at. moving and putting up my framed b99 poster in my own apartment (very much still up). finding out about trying and everyone going fucking crazy. infertility fic. melissa's pregnancy news. s7 promo and standing outside my job the very first day and texting siân "AMY HAS TO PEE!!!!!???" because that was in the promo and we knew there were pregnancy tests involved in the first episode. the crazy happiness of s7 finally premiering. everyone going crazy about jake and amy deciding to start trying and how i could quote the scene verbatim the next few days. the week leading up to trying, what turned out to be the last normal week before the pandemic. the fucking MESS i was after that. the following week and ding dong and crying with happiness. being dizzy with hyperfixation joy the following day and barely feeling aware of the covid pandemic for the first few days because i was just thinking about jake and amy having a baby. getting through the first few weeks mostly because of b99. admiral peralta and finding out we were having a BOY and not even being disappointed even though the headcanon had been the opposite for years because it was perfect. the iconic b99 quizzes. lights out and mac being born. somehow managing 475 days before season 8, coping together when we got the news about the final season, watching the cast do their final day of filming. the first stream being interrupted by a storm warning and cutting out several minutes because of course. getting to see parents peraltiago and MAC and the insane speed with which those few seconds were giffed. more b99 quizzes. the vow renewal. the finale.

i remember all of it and so much more and as much as my heart is breaking, i’m trying to remind myself that i could have gotten none of this.

brooklyn nine-nine has been such an important part of my life. and it always, always will be, forever. i could have lost it all that night, and instead i got three more years. if i'd known that when i was walking the streets outside my house in the darkness in complete panic, i would have cried with happiness.

so thank you. all of you. for everything. ❤️❤️❤️ for the friendships, the joy, the asks, the debates, the fic response, EVERYTHING. whether we've shared three years or one or less, just know that i'm so grateful.

have some random pictures i found and screenshots from my private instagram (which is inactive so don't bother) from when i started this hyperfixation. jesus lmao 😭😭😭😭 i am less insane now. no i'm not. but i express it less on instagram.

[eveenstar]

𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞. ||𝐏𝐫𝐞-𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲! 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲 "𝐉𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐥𝐬𝐞𝐧" 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫||

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𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: On the first days of spring, your friend Holly set you up with a nice photographer at the park. In the beginning, everything was normal, until you began to notice a shadow following you everywhere, and it wasn't your own.

𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜/𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: Reader uses she/her pronouns, sorry about that! Stalkish behavior in the end.

𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎: Hello! First chapter of another fanfic, inspired by the YOU tv series. This also happens in the modern era. Lemme say this chapter alone took days to write because my inspiration lately has been the worse. Hope y'all enjoy! ♡

𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝: (If you wish to be tagged, please tell me!)

"C'mon Holly, losen up a bit. I know it's gonna go great tomorrow." You rolled your eyes as your friend sighed, but you didn't find the situation weird at all.

"I just...imagine how awkward it'll be if I purpose to Camilla at the same time she does it."

You pointed to a nice seat under a tree after you two finished paying for the ice creams. It was a nice day at the park, spring was finally here, and all of the warm and winter outfits were thrown inside the wardrobe.

"Look, (Y/N), I don't want to be that person, but..." You gaze over to Holly. "Look at that photographer over there."

Your eyes stopped on a handsome man, focused on his camera and the mother nature around him, like he was in harmony with it. His slightly wavy brown hair had threads falling to his face as the photographer kneeled in front of some flowers, camera in action. The stranger was wearing a casual shirt with blue jeans, which wasn't the stereotypical outfit you'd imagine for a photographer.

"Your type." Holly blankly said, looking back at you.

"Holly please," You rolled your eyes playfully, eating your ice-cream before it melted in your hands. You don't want that kind of accident again. "I forgot my book of cheeky flirt lines."

Determined, Holly got up and didn't even glance twice in your direction, so you knew what she was about to do. Wrapped up in her crazy idea of getting you with someone, she strolled her way in the direction of the dreamy photographer, who was still taking pictures of the pretty white flowers.

You chuckled, not even bothering to stop her since it wouldn't change anything. Once something got into Holly-Marie Monroe's head, nothing, and by all means, nothing would stop her.

"I'm sorry-hi, excuse me," Politely chuckling, she touched the man's shoulder to get his attention. He turned around, clearly confused by the interaction. Probably thought this strange woman was going to ask to have a picture of her taken. "My friend over there, (Y/N)," Holly points at you, and you awkwardly wave, "She'd love to meet you. Photography is totally her deal, she finds it an art. What'cha think?"

"Yeah, sure." Okay, not so bad, he smiled. A polite smile, but it counts, right?

Holly rushedly waved for you to come to them, which you did, mouthing a silent 'sorry' to him without your friend noticing. You looked up to meet his eyes, amber brown eyes to be more exact. You were actually expecting them to be darker, but no, they were light amber eyes. With a soft tune added to them.

"Hi, (Y/N) (L/N)." You said, a small smile forming in the corner of your lips. "But Holly already told you that."

The man nodded, gazing over to your eyes as well.

"Danny 'dreamy photographer' Johnson." He winked, placing his camera somewhere on his bag.

"Okay, I'd hate to be a third wheel soooo...I'll go get more ice-cream!" Holly whispered, moving further from you two after giving you a thumbs up from far. You sighed.

"That's a nice friend you've got there." Danny looked back at you, eyebrow raised.

"Heh, she loves to do this. I was the one that set her up with her now bride to-be girlfriend, so she felt like this is her obligation to me." You explained, shrouging your shoulders. Yes, in fact, Holly made it her life goal to set you up with someone, because apparently she doesn't want you to be the single person of the group. Well, you still have your other friend Rose to be single with.

Danny was still gazing at you with his smirk on. He chuckled.

"Hey, what do you think about sitting right in the middle of those flowers right there," You looked to the flowers, pink Begonia flowers, and shyly took a seat in the middle of them, careful not to mess with your outfit. "And let the master do his magic." He winked at you again, smirking.

Of all the people you've dated and flirted with before, none of them was as careful as Danny. The way he gently placed flowers in your hair as he looked for the best angles to take pictures of you, he even said how remarkable you were at sunlight. How good it was for your eyes and skin.

This lasted for twenty minutes, with Holly taking her own selfies for instagram in the background.

Staring at his camera, Danny had his focused yet soft eyes every time he glanced at you. "Hey, could I get your-"

"My number?" You finished his request, but it only made Danny chuckle.

"Well I was going to ask for your email, but sure." He gave you his phone, which wasn't exactly one of the biggest and modern phones to ever exist, and you embarassedly typed down your number. Who asks for emails nowadays? "Thank you. I'll send you the pictures later."

"That'd be wonderful."

You, second child of a wealthy divorced couple with a younger brother who's working abroad on Europe, who's in charge of a bakery and trying to make your way in the world. Danny found you interesting, and naïve of course, who flirts with a stranger in broad daylight? So uncivilized and desperate.

Holly-Marie Monroe, on the other hand, was your rich friend with a beautiful bride, and the owner of a company that produces the finest clothing in town. She lives for instagram and twitter, your stereotypical blogger and ocasional selfies about whatever is happening in her plastic life. Like everybody else, she pretended everything in her life is perfect.

But you? Oh, the background friend. Danny nicknamed you that after a brief search through all of your social media. You finished school and university in arts, but after your brother left to go on a "retire" in Europe, he left you in charge of the bakery. Not that your artist career was going anywhere anytime soon. You twitted ocasionally, but personally, Danny loved your blog. Apparently, you practiced your art talents on cakes. Strangely lots of people loved it, which really isn't nothing much. What happened to the old, simple cakes? Do people really pay that much for food just because it looks "different"? What has society come to?

Even after sending you the pictures, Johnson felt quite disappointed that you didn't seem to post them anywhere. C'mon, they were great, and worthy of being posted. Something that would guarantee Danny that you liked them as much. Something that it would make you remember him.

A copy-paste here and a quick search on Maps, here it was.

Your exact street, building and apartment you lived in. Isn't Internet wonderful?

[lesbianslovebts]

What can I do if ARMY or loving bts no longer feels me with butterflies but enrages me?

4 years later and I’m burnt out, exhausted and just angry. What started blissful and beautiful has been tainted by the constant and ridiculous hate on Kpop (an industry I enjoyed beside BTS).

ARMYS can justify their hateful patterns and say it’s returning the behavior they’ve received but that���s literally a decade ago. They been toxic to everyone else since Bts started getting famous.

The icing on the cake now was the BP comeback in June and then saying BP are tryna ruin bts 9th anniversary and how they’re looking forward to ruin BP’s album release and I’m left speechless... again.

I’m honestly so over this fandom. I tried to ignore the toxicity and gaslights behavior for years but I’m fed up. I can’t even enjoy the boys in peace anymore cuz now I’m just bitter.

And I won’t even start on the Jk’s problematic recent situation 😑

I’m just a tired bitch

I hear you. This is how I go about it. First, I don't have a Twitter, and I never will (Elon Musk owns it now? 🙃). So, I don't see all those dumb trending tags and fanwars and all the shit that happens over there. Here on Tumblr, I only follow people I like and block people I don't like. That already isolates me from, like, 95% of the nasty stuff ARMYs get up to. I simply listen to BTS's music and watch the content I wanna watch without becoming part of the mob. I don't know what BTS is doing on the charts, and I don't pay much attention to views, records, numbers, etc. This way of interacting with their content is peaceful for me, and dare I say, it's a more normal way to consume music/entertainment? Now, I'm not saying to blindly listen to BTS regardless of the mistakes they've made or the gross stuff ARMY do. If BTS as a whole is too stressful for you now and it's not worth it? Then move on. It's okay.

Also, I've already answered a more specific ask on the Jay Park situation, so you can search my blog for #llbtsanswer to find it.

[whengeorgiawentblue]

I hate that dreamwidth spn gossip is no more ,going back and reading all those threads about j2 coming out after spn ends ,all the speculation about how and when it will happen and the Austin utopia happily ever after.

I don't know if these anons are related but I think it's useful to answer them together.

"all those threads about j2 coming out after spn ends ,all the speculation about how and when it will happen and the Austin utopia happily ever after" God I would LOVE to read that! That would be a very good tea!

I realized something about cockles and J2 shippers (ok besides the fact that we are right and they are wrong...😏) and it's their different expectations.

Cockles shippers (or truthers?), even the most faithful ones (at least most of the ones I know), never thought Jensen and Misha would change their official status. They would most probably not come out publicly, they would keep their marriages and never divorce their wives. They would keep their relationship in secret forever. But we didn't care, we were happy with their choices, and we knew that, even with no official confirmation, they would still love each other deeply.

Fuck, we were actually fucking surprised (and devastated) when Misha's divorce came to light. Nobody was expecting that.

Then look at J2 shippers. Most of them (at least, as far as I know after reading their blogs) truly expected J2 would come out publicly after the end of the show, they would divorce their wives, get rid (finally!) of Misha, and live together their happy gay dream as an official gay couple.

One year after the finale, not only nothing of that has come true: it's actually even worse. Jensen run to the mountains in Colorado and there's no a single hint that J2 have met in person since the finale.

You can argue that the same applies to Misha, but at least Misha has been moving his ass all over the United States, so I understand if he hasn't met Jensen (or at least not as much as they wanted) during this year. Jensen also has kept contact with Misha, maybe not as much in SM media as we wanted, but still he participated in the Gish panel, and him and Danneel made that romantic post promoting MIsha's book. And there are some hints that they could have actually kept in contact a lot (things they knew about each other that hints they talk often)

Meanwhile, apparently Jared and Jensen don't know so much about each other, besides of their SM interaction (only likes and ocassional comments).

And then add the icing of the cake: Jared's rant in twitter and the confirmation that Jared and Jensen had drifted a lot, and that they probably barely talk with each other (remember the reconciliation post: Jared's "we talk often" vs Jensen's "I miss our talks".)

There are still some imbecile J2 shippers (just have a look at some of them in tumblr) who believe J2 is totes love. That only proves lame PR stunts in social media work for small brains.

But, in general, this has been an annus horribilis for the J2 fandom, the year their dreams and expectations were crushed and shattered. And here we are enjoying the disaster.

[dandyvespa]

I-Land Final Episode and Thoughts *SPOILERS! duh*

For anyone who has kept up with I-Land, I understand how emotional and nerve-wracking this episode was for them.  After developing a connection with a lot of the participants and sharing in their memories, its hard to see anyone being let go.  It has been just as much of journey for them as it was for the fans who supported them and at the end of the day, regardless of who debuts, there will be people who will be disappointed by the final results.  But please please PLEASE understand that you should not put the blame on them or even break them down just because your favorite did not make it.  All of these boys worked hard to get where they are and though it stings for those who did not make it, please support whatever flower path any of them have taken and continue to support and spread love.  With that being said, I would just like to use the rest of this post on my final thoughts on the episode and debut line.  If you are caught up with the show, please read ahead.  Thank you :)

First I would like to say that the preparations done for the final performance, the OT22 interaction and performance, the funny bits of preparing PR videos, dividing roles, and playing Truth or Dare, and the home-cooked meals sent from their parents were all just an emotional roller coaster.  I laughed and I cried.  To see those boys grow was something very special to me and to see their individual selves shine through personalities or skills were always a treat.  Having these segments were really meant to lighten the mood for the final lineup to come.  Personally, Sunghoon developed the most out of his shy exterior and his personality was so confident and funny in the pre-recorded videos.  I also thought Jay... could never escape his dark history LOL.   Also Heeseung’s brother teasing him and telling him to tell Jay he adores him was very cute.  Seeing everyone help each other with the PR videos was adorable and heart-warming (Heeseung even had a whole production team haha).  Jungwon dressed up as a sheep still sticks with me though haha.  Seeing OT22 come together also had me in tears and stitches.  It was so cute seeing them all hang out in I-land and despite how whack it was for the Grounders to never experience it, they looked so happy being with their friends and taking part in this little world even if it was for a short time. Also loved how they would easily throw others under the bus during Truth or Dare and the Questions they voted on.  The love and support their parents got and how each of them could not hold back their tears was really the icing on the cake.  No matter where these boys go, their family will always be their for them more than anything else.  Just all those moments leading up to their debut lineup really put a toll on me and it just made me feel like a proud mom

Okay the team name?  I am sooooooooooo glad its not Dragon Gee or Dee or whatever that speculated name was going around on Twitter.  Enhypen is odd but in a good way.   Its different and it will stick with time even though I still may just call them the I-Land group for now lol.  Pretty curious about what the fandom name will be too (but honestly I think I would still call myself an Eggie haha).

TXT and BTS’s presence was neat.  I wish more of the TXT member’s got to speak but having them all physically there was nice.  Though I will say it was just awkward not seeing them cheer as much.  I also felt like BTS was just bored at some points or were just glazing over when having to wait on each member getting called out.  They did have their humorous moments which was nice to see, definitely lifted the tension in the room and I’m glad they joked a bit (especially Suga losing it lol) instead of remaining completely serious.  Their advice and encouragement were all appreciated too.  Jhope being an avid viewer really showed.  Also plus points for Jungwon getting Jungkook’s attention uwu.   I still wish they could have interacted more and mentored some of them over the course of the show.  The slim TXT interactions with Heeseung such as Taehyun and Yeonjun’s reactions made me wanting more damn it.  But hey, at least we get to see them more often in the BigHit building.  I love a good family.

So the Calling performance was A M A Z I N G.  I personally thought they were so coherent as a group and made me wishing OT9.  There were some who really shine in their parts, but I think all of them stood out one or more times to me.  The dance was pretty powerful and a lot of them improved vocally.  Again, it makes me feel like a proud mom seeing them all at this point, grown and amazing.  The Into the I-Land performance also made me feel that way as well.  They all looked so good together and were pretty in sync given that they were fucking 22 of them.  The nostalgia was really hitting in me and I also teared uo like a big ass baby.  But can I just say... and let’s be real here.... Every single song on this show has been a bop and I would be thrilled to see a whole Soundtrack Album for I-Land on Spotify.  Like P L E A S E.

Now onto the debut line! I was S H O C K E D.  You can clearly tell these votes were not rigged in the slightest and this was solely based on global votes always shifting which was appreciated.  I did not see this order coming and it did turn out slightly different then my post on my preferred I-Land debut line.  So starting with number 1.... YANG FUCKING JUNGWON.   I was pleasantly surprised and I literally jumped out of my bed when I heard him place first instead of Sunoo.  This was the complete definition of people who initially slept on him finally waking.  I was soooo thrilled.  Bro really came in last by the last Producer vote and then climbed all the way to first.  Our lovely sheep garden and hidden ace, a big congrats!  

Jay also left his cursed 6th spot and got second! Again another well-deserved man who gave it his all from the beginning and was no stranger to being straightforward and a go getter.  His stubbornness and hilarity will lead this group lol.  

Jake getting third was a big shock as well.  Our icon of improvement!  To think he was always on the verge of getting placed out of the top 7 members and made it here? Also considering his benefit put him in 7th once when he literally could have been the eliminated member that episode.  UGH.  Our Aussie boy did great and seriously improved performance after performance.  

Next up.... NIKIIIIIII.  Now I’m gonna be real I thought it was gonna be K.  I never placed Niki in my debut prediction, but his Flame On performance really change everything for me.  Actually, just the whole second part of I-Land was very impactful for him.  I was always hesitant about his sportsmanship and whether he was too selfish in the first part (the constant evil-editing did not help, Mnet...), but thanks to other members, he really matured and took a greater lead in things.  I really began to fall for him when we got to see him more playful and interactive with other members.  Like I really thought he was much happier and understanding throughout the second half of the show.  So kudos to him!  

Coming in 5th place was Heeseung.  I was actually confused man.  When he was called first at this point, I just knew this global vote line up will be verrrry different.  I was still relieved that he made it and seeing him choke up, this boy who has been going at it the longest among the 9 participants at 3 years to finally debut.... Gosh I could not.  As someone who is also Heeseung biased, I was so so so happy for him.  Think we all know regardless of which place he got, the boy was destined to debut.  My Ace heart feels full ^^.  Go get him Leader!!!

Now 6th place... my Ice Prince... Sunghoon! I was actually the most nervous for him.  I saw so many people saying that Sunghoon was last in votes or was in danger because a lot of people had the mentality that given his popularity they should reserve the votes for the people who would most likely be eliminated.  I think that’s why Heeseung and Sunoo were scored low too.  Now I am also biased towards him.  I was thinking like what would I do if none of my favorite Bighit trainees (Heeseung, Jay, Sunghoon, and Jungwon) do not make it?  But when he was called to take up the last spot in global voting, I did a back flip (not really but yeah lol).  Given that Sunghoon has never gotten any brutal feedback from the Producers and has always adapted to each concept, he deserved this.  Just everything he has been through... And shifting his life from being an ice skater of 10 years to this path as an idol.... hold up let me get some damn tissues.  May he continue to break out of his shell and show his continuous charms!

Ok the producer choice for 7th place... Again did not see that coming.  Sunoo constantly ranking high in global votes only to be one of the deciding factors was another big surprise.  I have said that Sunoo’s sunshine personality would be needed, especially if the group were to do cute or youthful concepts.  His health had been concerning, but he was able to manage himself so well.  Even with powerful choreo!  He is not really one of the best dancers but he had always been able to do his part.  I really thought the Producers would choose K, but I really thought Bang PD boiled it down to overall skill and personality appeal.  He even claimed that Sunoo would connect best with the world with his joyful outlook.  I honestly could not agree more. I just people do not rail him for being picked as they should now understand he is not just some cute face and has proven that multiple times.  Sunshine Fighting! :)

The eliminated trainees were K and Daniel.  Though I thought Daniel has improved a lot, he was just outshined.  I also think at his age he should have more time spent in sharpening his skills.  What was more devastating was K.  He looked like he was obliterated.  I mean both of them were naturally sad, but K was just gone to me.  I was really hoping that he would make the debut line.  K has shown himself as a performer multiple times and was praised for his choreography skills.  He even showed to have learned from past behaviors and matured more as a person when taking the leader role.  To see him grow and understand where he went wrong.... ugh I really could not bear him looking that way.  His thoughts were all over the place and he could barely choke out what he wanted to say.  I just hope he meant what he said and actually continues to enjoy music and develop himself as a performer.  I knew how much his mom was initially livid at the idea of him becoming an idol so I hope he gets another chance at showing her that he can still do this. Now understand this does not mean you should blame Sunoo for being chosen or complain that Sunoo does not deserve it.  I already feel like he is gonna be haunted with the grim reminder that he was chosen instead and think that he doesn’t deserve this because he is not as skilled as K.  And people are gonna bandwagon hate on him... and again I say please DO NOT DO THAT.  At the end of the day, no matter how much you want OT9 or OT22, this is a survival show and these participants signed up for this.  Yes there will be fans who are disappointed, but you shouldn’t waste your anger on the other trainees who were able to succeed instead of your faves. I don’t want this moment to completely wreck K or Daniel’s chances at being an idol again.  Same goes for rest of the eliminated I-Land members.  This is definitely not the end for any of them so please go on with hope guys because I know you will still have many people’s support!  They will end up on the same stage as their colleagues one day.  

The last thing I want to say is that though this has been a tough journey and though there may be people who will not be satisfied with the debut line, everyone worked hard.  From the participants to the fans and even the Producers, all of them played a special role in making I-Land bearable and exciting to watch.  This is a big congrats to everyone who took part in the show despite having to go through many hardships.  With that being said let us continue to support the futures of the eliminated I-Land members as well as the grand success of Enhypen.  I smell 4th gen leaders :D. Welcome to the BigHit family Enhypen and may your fans, your wings, fly you even higher once you officially debut. F I G H T I N G!

Now... will you guys join in during the next season of I-Land for the next global girl group? :3

.... Ya’ll already know I am lol.

[ridiasfangirlings]

rank your favorite ship in K and the reason why, ridia!!

Are we talking all my ships because I have a lot of ships XD Maybe just the highlights...also I feel this needs to be split into Fushimi ships and non-Fushimi ships because I have a bias okay.

So Fushimi ships:

1. Sarumi - As I once said on Twitter, I have many ships but at the end of the day I'm just a basic bitch who loves Sarumi. For me I think it all comes down to their wonderful dynamic, they have all this history and angst and pain and reconciliation and it's just perfect for me. I love how Yata was the first person to ever show Fushimi affection and how Fushimi just quietly clings to that all through middle school, how the two of them just manage to be on the same wavelength and become so important to each other that the idea of breaking apart feels like it could never happen. And then they join Homra and everything gets dragged down by misunderstanding and miscommunication and Fushimi's deep-seated issues that don't allow him to believe in Yata's honest affection the moment Yata finds someone else intriguing. So Fushimi breaks it himself and styles himself to become Yata's enemy, except he utterly fails at that because even with all the cruel words he speaks the both of them are just so clearly still unable to hate each other – Yata can't delete his phone number even after everything, Fushimi can't cut his ties to Yata completely, and it's all just waiting for these two to finally be honest and accept that their connection is too strong to be broken and I love that (though technically I love Misaru more because bottom Fushimi is my jam).

2. Reisaru – Second favorite pairing, another wonderful dynamic. This one's completely different from Sarumi but wonderful in its own way, how Munakata does really understand Fushimi in a way I think even Fushimi himself doesn't, and how Fushimi respects Munakata even if he won't ever say it out loud. I also love Munakata's doting side, how he gives Fushimi all this praise and makes a position in Scepter 4 just for him and basically is the one who gives Fushimi a place to belong. And Munakata as this pleasant dork who just wants his gloomy boyfriend to be happy is always fun, just imagining their dates with Munakata so eager for Fushimi to enjoy things and Fushimi acting annoyed when really he is in fact enjoying himself is a nice image.

3. Mikosaru, Hisaru, AkiFushi – Okay I'm cheating because honestly I can't rank these, I like them all equally. Mikosaru is tantalizing because they really shouldn't work but that's part of the fun, Fushimi hates Mikoto and is afraid of him but then at the same time it's clear in canon that despite what Fushimi thinks Mikoto does actually care for him. Their dynamic in general is just very full of possibilities and needs more attention.

Hisaru is a cute pairing with eager puppy dog Hidaka who wants to get to know Fushimi more and who won't let his superior's gloomy exterior bring him down. He's a bit like Yata with being all open and honest about his feelings but at the same time I think there's a bit more maturity there and none of the baggage that Sarumi have, instead Hidaka wants so much to learn about Fushimi and what he likes and doesn't like while also being a person who can give Fushimi the kind of open affection that he needs.

Akifushi is a more low key pairing, with Akiyama as the endlessly patient and mature type who worries for Fushimi while also letting Fushimi grow at his own pace. I admit I've kinda moved Akiyama into the positon of the guy who perpetually gives Fushimi drinks but it fits for them I think, in canon I feel like Fushimi treats Akiyama in a friendlier manner (in his own way) than any other member of the alphabet squad and I feel like Akiyama watches over him a bit. Instead of being someone who crashes into Fushimi's life like Yata or Hidaka Akiyama takes his time scaling those walls and he's always ready with a calm smile or soft encouragement that makes it hard for Fushimi to push him away (also secret dom Akiyama works very well with bottom Fushimi :3c).

4. TotsuFushi – You know that scene in LSW, where Mikoto saves Yata and Fushimi during the surprise party and Totsuka hugs Fushimi? Yeah, I like that scene. That's a good TotsuFushi scene. This is another good dynamic too, Totsuka who sees through Fushimi more than Fushimi would like and who seems kind but can also be very pointed and even a little cruel in his own way, and Fushimi who is uncomfortable when Totsuka's kind but would have no qualms pointing out that cruelty or those faults. 

5. KurohFushi – It's not really a crack pairing if they have a short story together, right? Blame the tweets book for this and that story where Kuroh makes Fushimi meat with veggies mixed in. I just want to see Kuroh scandalized by Fushimi's terrible everything and attempting to get him to become healthy while also finding himself unexpectedly attracted, is that so wrong?

6. YukariFushi – I don't think they even have an actual pairing name do they XD I have one (1) doujinshi about them and I just want Yukari to call Fushimi 'Saruhiko-chan' all the time and to do his makeup.

7. HisuiFushi – Only in dark, twisted 'going to betray you but you're also currently my King' ways, but still, I ship it.

8. KusaFushi – Honestly this is only so low because I always feel like Kusanagi's 'older' in a way that makes pairing him with Fushimi feel unbalanced? (No shade to anyone who likes it btw, this is solely my personal feelings and I still enjoy this pairing, just not as much as some others.) They get along well and Kusanagi is clearly impressed with him, so it's all good.

Bonus: non-Fushimi ships:

1. Niki’s face/my fist

1. Akiben and AkiHida -  I can't choose between these two, I love them both equally. Akiben just have that perfect partner dynamic, while AkiHida have a lovely 'serious mature bunny meets overly enthusiastic puppy dog' vibe (also again, Akiyama as secret savage dom and Hidaka just screams 'tie me up and have your way with me'). 10/10, would ship them both.

2. Mikorei -  They are stupid and I respect that. Also gotta love the whole 'this is my boyfriend, I hate him but we can't stop making out' vibe. The tragedy of S1 is just the icing on the cake.

3. Munatotsu – That they barely interacted in canon is a crime, I tell you. Imagine the hobbies. The bonding experiences. The sparkles. They would be the worst best couple.

4. Izuseri – Actual adults? In my K project? It's more likely than you think.

5. Douseri – They never met but they should have. Awesome ladies being awesome together and eating terrible food.

6. IzuTotsu -  Is it because of the tragedy? Maybe. Okay, yes, it's the tragedy.

7. MikoTotsu – Weirdly I like them better as unrequited with Totsuka pining, but still it's good.

8. MikoIzuTotsu – Actually you know what just put them all together why do we have to choose. 

9. MikoIzu – I like them more as friends but I will 100% buy that they have had drunken sex at least once, I'm just saying. 

10. HabariZenjoh – I have a couple doujinshi, okay? I feel they deserve a rank for having doujinshi.

11. KurohShiro – They cute. They'd be higher but I'm mostly indifferent to the Silvers.