#and what did I get? wow shocker so surprising -- more excuses

[bloomingsalma]

so, as an update: my friends are terrible people 😗🤭😯🤪😟

i think one of the most disappointing things is to see that your childhood friends have grown up to represent the kind of people you're disappointed in

[formerlycookierunauprompts]

Hi, hello! I have an actual request this time, I know a real shocker. Anyways since I’ve been exploring a cookie with a seriously degrading mental health with a side order of depression and anxiety, I was wondering if you could write shadow milk cookie after being released. He sees a cookie he recognizes a cookie within the group. Reader would be either a beast like them that didn’t get sealed or a long lived cookie race that doesn’t look all to good. From an outside perspective they probably only look a little tired but to shadow milk the difference between how they used to be and now is striking. Would he think them pathetic or would he be concerned? Maybe help in his own way, up to you. Hope you have fun with the prompt see you.

so i may have gotten a bit too silly and wrote for GBC instead of the reader. yeah :P but anyways i hope you still enjoy!

(post writing comment : i think I may have accidentally strayed a bit from the prompt.)

Requested Prompts #35 - 💔

Their efforts hadn't been enough. It had seemed at first like the crack in the tree had been sealed, only for it to burst open again in a vortex of blue disembodied eyes and shadows. Butterscotch Cookie, or rather Golden Butter Cookie as she knew herself as, could only watch on as the shadows spread out of the void alongside his laughter. It almost taunted her, really. Because of her cowardice she'd been afraid to seek out the truth of what had happened to him. It was only due to Rosemary's encouragement that she was able to leave the Toy-Box. " Aaaah! Doesn't this fresh air just feel... divine!" She heard his voice echo, bracing herself alongside the others for him to make his entrance. She was sure that he'd make his entrance grand and boisterous, but what she didn't expect was for more shadow to rush out. It skittered across her vision, blotting out the faerie kingdom and Goldie Butter's comrades, leaving her alone in the darkness. She steeled herself, instinctively putting a hand over her concealed soul jam as she summoned a spear to the other. " Oho? I see that we have an extra special member here in our audience today!" His voice chirped, she could just feel his excitement through his tone. Almost like a cat waiting to pounce. And pounce he did, with a hand made of shadow grabbing and wrapping around her torso she was pulled further into the darkness. She was soon face to face with him once again, Shadow Milk Cookie. It was only him and herself that appeared to be illuminated in the darkness, likely illuminated from the light of their soul jam. Even still, it didn't make seeing him any less difficult in the emotional sense. She could feel everything she felt over the past few thousands of years beginning to bubble up, it felt like she was going to start sobbing from both grief and anger. And yet, she stays silent, only staring up at him with a dulled, weak glare. How could she blame him for abandoning her when he got sealed by the witches? Of course, she didn't know exactly when but... " Wow. Goldie, starlight, you look... terrible." He almost seems surprised, heck, maybe he even is. The hand sets her down unto the shadowy ground, it feels like it's made of solid liquid... Don't ask how that feels but it's similar to jelly I suppose. She brushes herself off, looking back up at him. " Anyone would after getting abandoned with no answers to their questions for thousands of years." She can see him recoil with a wince at her harsh words, making it rather clear that he feels remorse for at least this. He laid on his stomach, at least trying to get on her eye level. " Look, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to leave you like that." He apologized, Golden Butter scanned his face for any signs of deception... Even though she knew that there was likely none. " I didn't mean to go and get sealed, the witches took us by surprise!" He excused himself. " I heard." She began. " ... You should have known that they'd come for you all eventually." " I thought that they'd do it one by one!" He exclaimed. " I thought that, with all of us together... minus you of course I know you didn't want to drag yourself into our mess, that we could beat them!" Golden Butter waited for the 'but' that was soon to come. " But..." And there it was. " But you weren't, were you now?" She asked, tilting her head to the side a bit. He visibly deflated. " Nope, not at all." He sighed, resting his head in his arms. There was a beat of silence before that wild grin of his made it's way back into his face. " But now, we can make up for lost time!" He cheered, getting up onto his feet and grabbing Golden Butter Cookie from the shadow hand with a spin.

Soon, the spinning stopped. Leaving her a bit disoriented and grasping at Shadow Milk's hands to stabilize herself. " Oh I'm just so so so so so excited to finally get to talk with you again! I missed you so much Goldie!" He exclaimed, Golden Butter thought for a moment that if he wasn't holding her then he'd be bouncing on his feet. But then, another thought came to mind. " Shadow Milk Cookie," She began, her voice once again stern. " If I'm here... then what's going on with my frie-" She catches herself, " The other cookies I was with." " Oh, them. Well they wanted a fight sooooo.... I just gave them one of my puppets to play with! They aren't important anyways, what's important is you and me!" He chirped, he looked extremely excited... And Golden Butter doubted that she could get out of this easily... plus, she had also missed him.

[uwuwriting]

Sakusa and Ushijima seeing their wife and child at their game.

Request: UM EXCUSE ME BUT DAD PRO PLAYERS ARE A MUST HAVE IN MY LIFE. I know you haven’t done anything with dads yet but maybe Skusa and Ushijima seeing their wife and child at one of their game. It’s a surprise though so they don’t expect it. THANK YOU!

OMG ANON THIS IS AN AMAZING ASK. I have another dad related ask which I’ll get to later this week I hope *or maybe next week*. I haven’t written Sakusa before so I’m sorry if he’s a little OOC. Hope you like it. Love yaa.💖💖💖

rules

warnings: fluff

characters are aged up 

Sakusa Kiyoomi

-How did you manage to end up with a child from this man?

-I mean mister germaphobe here actually slept with someone? And got her pregnant?

-In all seriousness he would do anything for you and his son. 

-From the moment he was born, Oomi was wrapped around his little finger. 

-Not being able to see you two as much as he wants leads to him being kind of a push over with both of you. 

-He will shower you with affection after sanitizing you, the house, your son and himself  giving you as any kisses as possible and then cuddling you during the night, holding you as close as possible.

-As for your son...he will be spoiled from sunrise to nightfall. 

-He wants a new volleyball even though he has 3? Done.

-He wants a toy that he saw at some random store? Done.

-You’ll have to talk to Oomi about it since you are starting to become the bad guy since you are the one who says NO every once in a while. 

-Poor man wants to make up for lost time. 

-Your son has gotten into volleyball of course, even at the early age of five he already trains with his dad whenever he can.

-So when Oomi has a game that isn’t in another country your son is ecstatic. 

- “Daddy’s game is in Tokyo this time! It’s not that far! Can we go please????”

-You wanted to go yourself, it had been ages since you had seen one of his games in person.

-So you agreed under the condition that he keep it a secret. 

- “Let it be a surprise for daddy hm?”

-Once Oomi left for the match you went to your bedroom and put one your Black Jackals n. 15 jersey.

-Then you went to your son’s room finding him struggling to put on his makeshift MSBY 15 jersey that his dad bought him for Christmas.

-You helped him and you were out the door in no time. 

-Entering the gym you took your seats in the bleachers and waited for the match to begin. 

-Usually you would text or call Sakusa to wish him good luck but not this time.

-And boy did it affect him. 

-He was so grumpy during warm up until he heard a very familiar squeal when they stepped on the court and were getting into receiving position. 

-Looking at the bleachers he immediately spotted you, holding your son in your arms both of you adorning his number. 

-He was filled with so much determination and giddiness that it was a shocker to Atsumu who saw his teammate smile for the first time. 

-After a successful game, he will rush home accompanied by the two of you, listening to his son rambling on about what he saw and what he wanted to learn. 

-He will shower doing his usual routine of sanitizing and cleansing his skin from germs with the power of the gods before scooping both of you up and cuddling you on the couch. 

-He thanks you for going to his game because you pushed him to give his all. 

-Might promise his son to take him to his practice the next day.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

-Our baby Toshi here has wanted to start a family with you for so long. 

-Since you graduated high school and moved in together to be exact.

-He knows however that his occupation keeps him away from home a lot and he wouldn’t want to raise a child who doesn’t know him. 

-He wants to be there for everything. 

-So when you announce a few years later that you’re pregnant he is almost panicking. 

-He has to be here for everything. 

-You sit down and talk things through agreeing and making compromises, finally getting to the exciting part that was that you were having a baby!!

-Fast forward five years later and now you are a mother of two. 

-A five year old boy who has you hair and his eyes.

-And a three year old girl who has his hair and your eyes. 

-They are literally a mix match result of the both of you. 

-Despite their age they are both crazy over volleyball, practicing with their dad when he doesn’t have practice and even attending his practices running around catching balls. 

-They are adorable to say the least. 

-Toshi is there for the majority of the important moments and he spends all his free time with them, trying to make up for lost time. 

-They always accompany you to the airport to say goodbye no matter the time and are always with you to meet him when he comes back. 

-Facetime before going to bed is a must if you want them to sleep in their beds, otherwise they’ll take over your bed and basically kick you out. 

- “We didn’t talk to daddy!” your daughter would say with a pout that looked too much like your own. 

- “Yeah and now you lose bed privileges.” your son would add before hopping onto the bed. 

-At first you thought they were kidding but when they wouldn’t budge you had to call Wakatoshi and complain about your kids’ bullying. 

-He would of course laugh at first and then ask to see them. 

-So yeah.. they are overly attached to him.

-It makes you jealous at times. 

-So when a game was close to your house the kids started acting more like angels than ever. 

-They would do whatever you wanted and not question you. 

-That’s how you knew that they wanted to go to the game. 

-You see your kids had two modes 1) I’ll help you drive mom crazy and 2) don’t you dare breath in my direction. 

-So when they both wanted the same thing mode n. 1 is in constant affect and you’re kinda scared of how easily they work together when they want to. 

-You surprise them with shirts with their dad’s jersey number as you yourself are wearing one of his older jerseys. 

-Now your daughter prefers your shirt and will ask if there’s another one which she can wear as a dress but sadly there isn’t (she would also look like a potato sack with Ushijima’s huge shirt one her).

-When you get to your seats the match is starting and your son is scanning the other team as they serve. 

-Both Ushijima children follow the ball with such concentration like wow. 

-Then the ball falls on the opposite side and dad Ushijima is going for a serve. 

-Both of them are screaming/chanting for their dad and you were certain that they were they were the loudest in the gym. 

-Ushijima looks at them( he spots them immediately no matter where he is )and gives them a soft smile, his whole body swelling with bride and fuzziness. 

-The whole game continues with the two of them cheering and you laughing next to them as you see how terrified some of the opponents are. 

-True Ushijima strength right here. 

-After the game its ice cream and a family outing because he is just so happy and proud he could combust. 

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[love-and-other-potions]

Best Friends with Benefits

Gregory Goyle x Reader

You're in Slytherin. You have a couple of classes with Goyle, where Malfoy is absent, and he's smart. Like top three in the class smart, but when Malfoy is present he's one of the most stupid people, no matter how simple the class is. The only reason that you know he's brilliant is because you sit next to him in some of those classes and you happen to see his scores. You're curious and want to know why he does this. You decide to confront him.

You search and you find him with Crabbe and Malfoy. That's a shocker.

You know that when Malfoy's around he's 'stupid' and eats a lot, so you walk up to him and ask sweetly, "Want to walk me to the kitchens, Gregory?"

Malfoy seems taken back that you came to talk to Goyle and not him.

"What do you want Goyle for?"

You bat your eyelashes and answer dumbly, "I just want to talk to Gregory."

Malfoy scoffs.

"Goyle, it looks like someone has a crush on you."

"You're just jealous I don't have a crush on you," you reply lightly.

"So, you're saying you don't?"

"I'm so glad you can keep up in a normal conversation, Malfoy."

He scowls at you.

"Why you little-"

Goyle grunts, "Yeah," and starts to follow you.

You grin in victory at Malfoy and turn and walk with Goyle.

As you get to a safe distance from Malfoy, he asks, "Now, what do you really want?"

"I was wondering why you're saying complete sentences away from Malfoy when you can't say two words in front of him. Care to explain?"

"That's none of your business."

"Really? That's how you're gonna play?"

"Yes."

"I wonder what Malfoy would say if I went and told him that you and I are now in a relationship?" you threaten.

He snorts.

"Go ahead. He'd probably think you're very ignorant to be with me."

There's a bitter edge in his tone.

"And it doesn't bother you that he thinks that he's better than you when he's really not?"

He furrows his eyebrows.

"You don't think Malfoy is better than me?"

"No. For some reason, you act like a ignorant fool. And that's one way you're better than him: you know how to act around certain people. He's an arrogant git all the time."

He smiles.

"Wow. No one has ever told me that I'm better than Malfoy."

"But I bet no one has seen past your charade either."

"No. But why did you?" he muses aloud.

"Because I act a certain way around certain people. To my parents, I'm the innocent, obedient type. To my friends, I'm the haughty, daring type. To my sister, I'm the 'oh so special older sibling'."

"What about your best friends? Or your boyfriend?"

You chuckle humorlessly.

"They don't exist."

He looks thoughtful for a moment.

"I see. So you saw through my charade because you're familiar with your own?"

"Yes. So who are you?"

"Well you see how I am around Malfoy and Crabbe. My parents think I'm a poor excuse of space. My siblings share their belief. And my only friends think I'm a dim-witted fatty."

"I see... how about we can hang out more often and we can be ourselves?"

It makes sense. I mean you both understand the feeling to 'need' to act.

He looks surprised and pleased.

"That sounds great."

"And you're not a poor excuse of space. You're brilliant. And you can show me how much by telling me why you act like a daft dimbo."

He blushes slightly at your praise and sighs at your request, but starts to talk nonetheless.

"My parents are Death Eaters along with Lucius Malfoy. Everyone knows that the Malfoys are in the Dark Lord's inner circle. So if I'm this brilliant guy, the Malfoys can say 'have you heard about the Goyle kid?' I don't want that. I don't want my choices taken away from me by some evilly depressed dictator. So if I'm a dim-wit, he doesn't want me. I'm left out of the situation. So I let my family believe it so they don't let anything slip accidentally."

You're in awe.

"Wow, Goyle. You've sacrificed a lot."

"Please call me Greg."

"Okay, Greg, you're letting everyone believe that you're daft. You get no credit whatsoever. And that's a lot of work to act daft when you're really not. So you've already given up time, credit, and work. And you also have no one."

He chuckles dryly.

"Wow. You just summed up my life."

"Thanks." You flip your hair dramatically. "I try."

"But why do you act?"

"Because it's what people expect of me."

He has a confused expression on his face.

"So? They expect you to be yourself. "

"No. They already have an image of what they want from me in their head. And if you are what they want, you're accepted. If not, you're judged. I'm just throwing the crap out the window before it can happen."

"We both lie to the world because of people."

"Yeah.... we do."

We're both silent until he breaks it.

"So if we hang out more, what are we telling Malfoy?"

You both think. You come up with an idea.

"Oooh! I know! We could actually pretend we're dating."

"Why pretend?"

He wiggles his eyebrows at you.

"We don't have to pretend if you don't want to."

You wouldn't mind. He's extremely smart and he isn't unattractive. He understands you like no else. And you guys are going to hang out anyways.

He's surprised.

"You want to date me?"

You cover your tracks.

"I was joking."

"Well what if I want to be your boyfriend?"

"Make up your mind, Greg."

"(Y/N), I want to be your boyfriend."

"Okay."

You reach over and intertwine your hands together.

"Ooh, can I act like Pasny? Oh, Greggie, you're so smart. And since you're handsome, let's run off into the sunset and have baby Greggies!"

He laughs.

"So you're gonna act like a dim-wit too?"

"Why not? Then we can laugh about it later."

"You can do whatever you want as long as you're yourself."

He kisses your forehead.

You could get used to this. Huh. Your boyfriend and best friend just came into existence through Greg Goyle. Who knew?

[h0rnyshakespeare]

Good morning/evening/night ❤

If you don't mind could you do a denki x shinsou oneshot where they go on a date to watch a movie And for brunch (with jirou caz denki was too scared to go alone with shinsou) And he's very conscious about how he looks and stuff

Later during brunch denki obviously starts flirting with shinsou, shinsou flirts back as well and jirou is just confused why denki thinks shinsou doesn't like him back

And later jirou leaves them and encourages denki to confess to shinsou

then denki asks shinsou if he wants to have ice cream in the park and while they're in the park he's just like hey I have something to tell you and he tires his best to confess to him but in the end he's just too scared of being rejected and loosing his friendship with him

So they go back to the dorms and denki says good night and then shinsou just kisses him and says "I like you" and just runs away

Denki is just completely dumbstruck for the whole night then he gets ready to bed and gets a message from shinsou saying "sleep well I'll see you tomorrow 💜💛 "

Also if you don't ship denki with shinsou it's completely fine just ignore this <3

Have a nice day 😊

His Pikachu

Pairing: Hitoshi Shinsou x Denki Kaminari (implied MomoJirou)

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 952

Warnings: none

A/N: I live for shinkami, dear anon😌💜💛Also, I changed it up a bit so Denki texts Jirou for advice rather than her thirdwheeling if that’s ok with you. Hope you enjoy!

Denki paced around outside the Heights Alliance entrance, feeling extremely nervous. He pulled out his phone to distract himself.

Denki: I can’t do this

Jirou: Don’t be an idiot, I’m sacrificing my chill time for u

Denki: Have I told u how much I love u

Jirou: Tell that to Shinsou

Denki: Oh no Shinsou

Jirou: Relax dummy. he obviously likes u

Denki: What if I go into whey mode??!!!

Jirou: He’s seen u in whey mode b4

“Kaminari, I hope I didn’t keep you waiting,’ a familiar voice spoke, startling him. “Oh, uh, hey, Shinsou! Yeah, of course not, I just got out,” Denki said. “We should get going, don’t wanna miss the movie!” “Yeah. I was surprised you were into horror, to be honest,” Shinsou replies as they started walking, the cinema only being a few blocks away. Denki chuckled nervously. In truth, he got scared pretty easily from horror movies but since Shinsou was a fan he did not mind going to see one. “Yeah, it’s cool I guess.” “You sure you won’t get scared though?” Shinsou smirked. Denki shoved his arm playfully. “I’m a hero-in-training! Of course I won’t.”

Denki’s words backfired on him at the first jumpscare. He clung to Shinsou’s arm impulsively, popcorn spilling all over their laps. Shinsou smirked at him lazily. “You good?” Denki let go of him just as quickly as he had grabbed on, almost as if he had (ironically) been electrocuted. “Y-yeah! I’m good! Pfft, that was nothing.” Shinsou shrugged. “Ok.”

Denki: I grabbed onto Shinsou like 10 times during the movie help

Jirou: If he’s still with u rn he was prolly fine with it

Denki bit his lip, feeling self-conscious. Why had Shinsou decided to go on a date with him? Did he even consider it a date? Was it just out of pity? “Hey, there’s a great brunch place nearby. Wanna grab something to eat?” Shinsou asked, breaking his train of thought. Denki smiled at him, putting his phone away. “Sure!”

They arrived at the diner Shinsou was talking about, sitting together in a booth, talking about nothing in particular as they waited to order. Denki, being ever the flirt, could not help but throw some pickup lines towards Shinsou, who, much to his surprise, flirted back, causing his heart to do little leaps in his chest. After they ate, Shinsou excused himself to the bathroom while Denki texted Jirou in the meantime, giving her an update.

Denki: Holy shit he flirted back

Jirou: Wow shocker

Denki: Why must u be so sarcastic

Jirou: :)

Denki: I really like him tho tbh

Jirou: I’m gonna leave now

Denki: wAIT WHAT NO DONT GO-

Jirou: Why? U didn’t text me for like two hours straight

Jirou: U got this

Jirou: Now I’m gonna leave, I miss Momo

Jirou: Pay for his food too ;)

Denki: Thanks Jirou 😭

Jirou: Anytime u idiot<3 don’t forget to confess

Denki found himself grinning stupidly. “I’m definitely going to confess to Shinsou today,” he thought to himself. He saw Shinsou returning from the bathroom and stood up. “Wanna go get ice cream?” “We need to pay for our food first, though,” Shinsou reminded him. Denki smirked. “The bill has been covered by yours truly.” Shinsou’s eyes widened. “I was gonna split it with you.” “No, no, it’s fine. Now let’s go get ice cream!” Denki smiled, causing Shinsou to grin along with him.

Denki and Shinsou sat on a bench in the park, eating their ice cream in comfortable silence. Shinsou had insisted on paying for Denki’s as well as payment for brunch. Denki had protested, but then found out how stubborn Shinsou was and had given up.

“How’s your ice cream?” Shinsou asked, breaking the silence. “It’s really good,” Denki replied, his mind a mess as he tried to come up with words to tell Shinsou how he felt. He took a deep breath. “Just go for it, you idiot.”

“Hey, Shinsou?”

Shinsou hummed in response. Denki’s palms started sweating. “Um, I just wanted to say…” His voice trailed out as he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. “I, uh, I had fun today.” “Goddammit.”

Shinsou broke out into a rare grin. “Yeah, me too.” “Really?!” Denki yelled, sounding much more excited than he had planned on. Shinsou chuckled. “Yeah. We should probably start heading back, though.” Denki sighed as he checked the time. “Yeah, you’re right.”

Shinsou insisted on walking Denki back to his dorm, which he secretly enjoyed. They stood in front of the entrance, gazing at each other. Shinsou cleared his throat. “Um, thanks for today,” he said, smiling softly. “I enjoyed it.” Denki was processing the fact that Shinsou was actually smiling before answering him. “O-oh right, me too!” he managed to stutter, causing Shinsou to chuckle. “Alright, then, good night!” Denki said, turning to go in, when a hand on his shoulder prevented him. “Shinsou-?” was all Denki managed to get out before Shinsou silenced him by placing his lips upon his. Denki’s eyes widened in shock, before he sighed with satisfaction, melting into the kiss. Shinsou pulled away reluctantly. “I like you, Denki,” was all he said before running away, leaving Denki dumbstruck. “He... he likes me? Holy shit he kissed me oh my god-” Denki was so excited he nearly short-circuited himself. He walked to his dorm room in a daze, trying to believe what had happened. A ‘ping’ from his phone snapped him out of his dreamlike state.

Shinsou: Sleep well pikachu boi. I’ll see u tomorrow🖤

Denki: You too! I’ll see you<3

Both boys grinned at the other’s message before going to bed, replaying the day’s events over and over in their heads.

[thequeenb]

Pairings Poppy x MC

Zoe dragged me into this frat party where once again i had to see Poppy's face. I grew fond of her cruel words and her sharp glare. Everywhere i go i feel like i am being followed, that must be because everyone is so interesting in our stupid fights.

I am now sitting on a bench as the loud music consumes me. Zoe is playing beer ponk with the boys. She insisted on playing but i wasn't in the exact mood for that. Luis practically got offended saying he wants to team up with me again and kick their asses.

I chug the bitter liquor from my cup as i feel it burning my throat. What am i even doing here? Tomorrow i must grade the essays Professor Kingsley gave me. I probably drank more than i intended too but that's because of my latest encounter with Poppy.

As i stand up someone bump into me and the remaining liquor on my cup goes flying on my new shirt. Great, just what i needed. I glance up and see Veronica put her phone away looking at me apologetically. I never saw her alone without Poppy's dogs but now she looks different, more carefree

"You should really watch where you are going" she says smirking "here let me" she grabs a handful of napkins from a nearby table handing them to me

I roll my eyes "Maybe stop being on your phone that much"

Veronica chuckles sitting beside me "My followers will hate me if i do"

Wow how soothing. I try to clean the remaining alcohol knowing well it will leave a stain. I sigh running my hand through my hair, what am i supposed to say now?

"Are you here to livestream my failures or did Poppy send you?"

She looks at me skeptical and the silence is stretched out way to long "You know Poppy needs me i don't, i already have a platform"

I know well trust me. Me and Professor went through all of that a couple of weeks ago and luckily i am aware of the people around me

"Then why are you running behind her all the time?"

Veronica sighs and i can tell this question makes her uncomfortable "You dont have to tell me anything..you hate me anyways"

"I don't" she says looking at the chaotic party around us "i tried to put some sense into their heads but"

But they are a bunch of bitches threatened by a small town girl i know Veronica.

I laugh surprised at her statement "And why would i believe you?"

"I had a fight with Poppy. She wanted me to search something embarrassing about your past"

I am not surprised. Since day one Poppy has been nothing but bitter and cold towards me

She takes her phone out typing fast. Ok this girl is no joke. Finally she shoves her screen into my face and i gasp

"Oh my god delete that!" What the hell? How did she found my old account on Instagram

She laughs loudly "Gosh that selfie with the pig is amazing"

For a moment i think she will post it but she actually deletes it looking at me while typing a message. That's some skills.

"I mean no harm. I actually meant to bump into you" she takes a deep breath, her shoulders tense a little bit

"Oh really? Am i that interesting?" I chuckle as i gaze at her. She is indeed beautiful. Her hair is tied in a tight bun a little bit messy if you ask me. A lock of hair falls into her face and without realising i tuck it behind her ear

Her eyes have a hidden desire behind them as she lean in. Is this really happening? That until a loud cough bring me back to reality and of course its Chloe and Poppy

"I thought you said you are going to the bathroom not in the garbage"

I roll my eyes pulling away from Veronica who just sit up "What are you even doing with her? You know you really need to learn how to dress" Chloe says crossing her arms. She is two steps behind Poppy, her shadow basically how sad Chlo.

"Said the barbie wannabe" i stand up ready to leave when i hear Poppy clapping

"How charming Newbee thinks she is something, i can take you back to the bottom of the list but i feel to sorry for you"

Ugh yes Min-Sinclair i am so scared of you. I fight back the urge to respond to her as i head towards Zoe. She smiles warmly when she sees me

"Girl come here we are going to kick some ass!" She says excitedly passing me the ball

___

"Are you serious V you can't be seen with her in public" Chloe says looking up at Poppy for approval

Veronica rolls her eyes "Why don't you bring me a drink doggo?"

Before she can even respond Poppy waves her hand dismissively "Do that"

As she disappears they are finally alone and oh my her eyes are filled with anger

"If you felt nostalgic for the bottom food chain i can drag you there gladly"

Veronica laughs crossing her arms "What's your problem anyways, she is 20 on the rankings"

Poppy takes a step closer and i swear if this was a cartoon smoke would come out from her ears "Listen here you stupid cow i make the rules"

"Says who? The T? Or dozens of stupid brainless students?" Veronica claps back not backing down

"If i see you one more time near Hughes i won't hesitate to end you" Poppy spits out angrily as Chloe comes back with a drink

"I like her she is actually interesting"

Uh oh V you shouldn't have said that. Poppy is holding a drink i wouldn't test her. But instead she storms out with a low scream

Chloe is about to follow but she stops her tracks "Don't you dare follow me!!"

___

I am laughing with the boys felling the alcohol flowing through my veins. With the corner of my eye i see Poppy sitting alone on a bench. Where are her followers? Did Min-Sinclair fall off her high horse yet?

I sigh as i let my cup down approaching her. Zoe gives me a worried look and i nod thinking i am doing the right thing.

The more i approach the more clear i can hear. The music fades behind me and i can actually hear sniffing. Is Poppy crying? The heartless monster that tries to ruin my life has actual feelings? Wow shocker.

"What do you want? Talk to me when you find your sense of fashion" ouch i actually start to regret approaching

"You don't have to pretend, no one is around anyways" i say sitting a little far away from her testing the waters

She sighs letting her walls down "I don't like this party anyways Carter is giving no attention to me"

I try to hold back a laugh and i think she noticed "If you make fu--"

"Oh shut up i am trying to have an actual conversation with you"

"Don't kiss my friends, better yet forget Veronica because if you approach--"

I stand up throwing my hands in the air "Why are you so obsessed with me??" Oh wow i am actually impressed with myself

Poppy looks stunned for a second before standing up to face me "No one gets to talk to me this way Newbee especially someone with an annoying voice and no wearable clothes"

Gosh why do you have to be so annoying? I feel the alcohol kick in and i want to go as far away as possible before i say something i will regret

"You like me" yup there it is, i tried to warn you Bea.

"Excuse me? I like you?"

I suddenly get a notification on my phone. I ignore her outburst as i open the message noticing its from Veronica. Great timing V

"Will you look at that? Veronica wants to meet up so ta ta!"

"No!" She yells and i smirk. Good job Pop, very convincing

I laugh looking at her expression. I can see her faint blush under the neon lights. She is actually beautiful if she wasn't such a bitch. She looks uncomfortably around noticing we are all alone. Very subtle

"I don't want your dirt near my circle" she finally says crossing her arms. How cute

"There you are" Veronica appears at the best time looking between me and Poppy

"Am i interrupting something?" She says ready to step away but i walk towards her

"Actually i was about to come and find you" i say shooting a small smile at Poppy

"See you around!" I grab Veronica's hand leading us away. Oh its on

"AAAAAAA" i can hear a scream but it fades as we step into the dancefloor. For once i feel like i am winning. I dance my worries away as i enjoy making Poppy jealous as she watch us dance close. I will make you work for it darling, make your life a living hell.

As time passes i take a sit exhausted from dancing. Veronica had to go livestream promising she will be back soon. Aaand her comes Poppy once again approaching dangerously close

"What could you possibly want n--" but before i can even finish my sentence Poppy throws her arms around me pulling me into a heated kiss. What.Is.Happening?

I pull away stunned gazing at her shinny eyes "Never approach Veronica again" she says trying to catch her breath. Did she just kiss me?? Before i can even comprehend what we just did she blows me a kiss leaving "See you around Newbee"

I let out a laugh knowing well this is going to be fun.

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[huntsman-ash]

LiveThoughts: RWBY V8E6

Second attempt at this since last time Chrome just DIED for no reason...

Im going to put literally the entire thing with Cinder under one note; Called it.

Its a great set of stuff, sure, but it doesnt relaly tell us anything we didnt already know about Cinder, and I personally feel it doesnt really explain why she turned out the way she did. I feel like we’ve had another weird twist of the situation again...M+K? Coronas fault? Who knows. Either way, this section isnt great by my taste and I kinda skipped most of it. 

Few things to note though; Apperently in Mistral scrubbing by hand is still more viable floor cleaning tech than using Dust.

The wind vane on the roof has the Rooster Teeth symbols rooster on it. 

The hotel Cinder is bought by is named the Glass Unicorn, fittingly enough for...several reasons. 

The coffees behind the stepsisters when we first see them are the animated versions of the real life stuff RT put out just before this season went live. 

No one seems to notice the fact cinder has orange eyes. I wonder if weird eye colors are just a THING in Remnant?

The control collar/shock thing is incredibly inefficient in design, since it doesnt actually hold on to her very well. A more effective brace/choker design would have worked better.

The song that goes on during all of this is...kind of obvious and a little bland? Fitting for younger Cinder I guess. 

Mmm. Random greasy huntsman. 

I guess in Atlas its fine to laugh at struggling teenagers?

Im going to assume there’s a 3+ year gap here where she gets older, cause she stops being smol and gets closer to how we see her now.

Also even here, in Atlas...really? The most effective way to clean these carpeted floors is to have a TEENAGER SCRUB THEM BY HAND?

How do you scrub...I assume its carpet anyway?

And how you tell civilians are lame in Atlas; they are impressed...by a sword.  Just a sword. A boring, half-cut sword. Losers.

I assume this would be Cinder’s semblance manifesting. Also note on the desk; “we do not serve faunus”. Well THAT doesnt surprise me.

HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHE. Get fucked Cinder. HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE

I dont even feel pity for her, this is funny to me.  Also the fact that this kind of shit aCTUALLY EXISTS is...amusing to me. Like, really? So I guess indentured servitude is a thing in Remnant too. 

And this is why Cinder likes to use swords. Really. Wow. LAMEO.

Huh. Dual maces. Interesting. Thats a prety cool weapon.  Looks like they open up too. Bet he could bash some skulls with that.

“Hurting them isnt going to make your life any better”. Um, excuse me? I think hurting them is the very best thing to do in this situation. At least, for the moment anyway. 

Huh. So she’s ten at this point? Even as a child, shes older than she looks. 

And training montage. Huh. Or at least I assume it is. I get the feeling being able to go where you want too and do what you want too is the main reason Hunters exist. There must be crazy tight immigration laws...or, maybe, its just that traveling between kingdoms is stupid dangerous cause of Grimm. I think the latter is most likely considering every form of public transit extra-kingdom we’ve seen (even between cities, see Argus Limited) has some kind of defensive weaponry. Limited and ineffective, for th emost part oddly.

So you can take the exam at 18. Okay cool. Pre-that must be prep school. Wonder what happens if you wash out? Also I like how this dude is just “yeah, 7 years of training, we got this.”

I think this is the first time we’ve seen the other side of the moon. Or at least, the proper other side...bloody hell I STILL dont know how all those piesces are still held in place, the thing looks like it should start yeeting bolides at Remnant. 

Better still we see it MOVE, rotate in time to the passing of years. So it literally does rotate on its own axis, and more importantly, unlike OUR moon, its NOT tidally locked. We only ever see the same side of our moon. REmnants rotates MUCH faster. Also it doesnt seem to have phases like ours does. I’ll check on why that is. 

Well at least we have an explanation for why Cinders so damn good at fighting people. Trained by an Atlas Huntsman.

Also as a note the device is quite literally just an electrical Dust crystal attached to a necklace. Things the most inefficent torture device Ive ever fucking seen. 

Wonder how often they have to change the crystal.

And there goes the moon rotating again.

I like how NO ONE comment on the blade going missing and that guy never came back for it. I guess he must have just bought a new one.

I get the very distinct feeling they wont just let her go honestly, permission or not. 

AWWW WE DONT EVEN GET TO SEE CINDER MURDER THE SISTERS. Also no blood. Odd.  Good kill on the  stepmother though. Oh, that NECK CRACK.  I like how all the bitch can do is try and shock Cinder, like, uh...adrenaline up? SHE HAS A SWORD? MAYBE FIGHT BACK?

Hah. Weak ass fuckin Atlas people.  Also the clock going off in the back ground twelve times. How fitting. Welcome to midnight. 

Also shes kind of glowing here cause the room is dark, and I find it amusing this is probably the last time she wears white.

And THERES the Cinder we know

Sick ass music, cool. Also THAT is an interesting semblance...I guess he turns himself to metal? Also DAMN his aura broke after THAT? Hes a Huntsman...ah who cares. Again probably in Cinders memory more than anything. Which at this point is probably about as reliable as a coked up hookers.

SHANKED. Sucker. You shoulda seen THAT one coming.

And thats all it took to get the shock collar off. Lol. 

So what happened to the hotel? Did they just...write it off? I mean four people got murdered in there...

And now we’re back on the whale. HOW THE SCREAMING FUCK DID CINDER JUST...

Wow. She just got up after eating that blast. Fucking plot armor.

Merc making the hard calls honestly.  Im actually gonna watch all of this now which is nice because I want to know whats happening in the real world. PITY MORE THAN HALF THE EPISODE WAS THIS FUCKING FILLER.

I like how Cinder just...goes quiet the moment she realizes shes lost Mercury. Not that he was USEFUL mind you but if I had to guess she liked being the boss. But now shes...basically back where she started. 

So the whale is basically a ship. It has a bridge. Probably Salems throne room.

Man, Oscars literally just RTs punching bag this season isnt he? Literally in this case. 

His clothes are still scortched too which I find interesting.  The black eyes also staying. Auras not back up then? Aura repair and regen seems...werid half the time. Like RT does what they want with it.

Ah so someone finally says it...but at the same time what exactly does Salem have to fear? If she cant fight the whole world...what could they do? Maybe overwhelming her? It...Im having a hard time putting the “she cant be stopped” with “shes afraid of fighting all of Remnant”. 

Somethings missing here. I know it.

The sound of the “door” opening reminds me of the Flood doors in High Charity in Halo 3s Cortana. Fleshy twisting.

Mention from Hazel, but AGAIN...no details. I guess if you nail down how she can do stuff its harder to write? 

Glad someone made a comment on the futility of the Hunter academies. 

I really hate how Salems giving us creepy mommy shades. 

Hmm. So yeah the bridge IS the throne room/command deck. I like how Neo doesnt give a fuck is just casually kneeling. 

Ah okay THATS why he grabbed the scroll. 

Heh. Interesting. How exactly does this work I wonder. 

...Why does Salem have a ring. Has she always had that ring?

Neo looking at the Hound like “oh, I could ride this thing”. 

Oh cool the Ace Ops. And they’re arguing, shocker. Sounds like Elm doesnt trust tech either. No shock there.  Idiot.

Atlas elite. Yeah, right.

Huh, is this a Manta with landing gear? I guess they do have them...seems kind of silly to have them so high up though. I guess thats what the thing under the door is for, so they can deploy a ramp. Man, I really dont like Atlas’s airship design.

Hare needs some fuckin suppresants. 

Annnnddd...here we go, things go straight to hell. I was warned of this. I am going to try and not be mad...but from what Ive heard the incomptence of the military in this particular section is astronomical.

Huh. So...Grimm can be convirted into a rock-punching liquid? Interesting. Has that always been a thing or... Also why the fuck are you jsut standing there in awe, go kill the fucking thing! Fucking Specialists.

...that is all it took to get through Atlas’s shield? THAT?

I also love how no one does anything. Ironwoods like “wait what the fuck”. Come on bro. 

And...thats the Atlas navy. Everyone. Two lasers. One of which missed. Remind me again what exactly these things are used to shoot?

Wait, no, that took down part of it, and then the rest is, surprise, hitting the soft rock on the outside. 

THERE goes the shield. 

Hang on a second, how long have those giant squid things been there?

And...what. The whale just approaches, nothing happens? You’ve got 12 fucking ships there, shoot the fucking thing.

Again, WHY IS NO ONE DOING ANYTHING?

Oh, it just beach-headed. Okay fine, whatever. 

Im not really worried.

Lets see how RT makes this WORSE though...

And thats this weeks episode.

[ubernoxa]

The Sip: A modern GNR FanFic

Chapter 1: A Boring Party

Our limo stopped and the two of us immediately made eye contact. At least we were here, one step closer to getting this night over with. Out of the two of us neither had wanted to be her here. Mark wanted to be at home with his actual girlfriend, and I would much rather be home watching Netflix.

Mark opened the door for me and helped me out of the limo, another part of our little show we were putting on for the press or whoever the hall was watching.

As we walked in, I immediately made eye contact with a face I had seen countless times in the tabloids and magazines, Duff McKagan. He stood no more than 100 feet from me smiling and laughing with his band mates as some people took photos of them. It was clear they were having a good time. I felt butterflies grow in my stomach the longer we kept eye contact. Jesus he was hot.

“Earth to Alanah,” Mark jerked me forward as we posed for a quick set of photos before going inside. If there weren’t people around us I would have made a comment about how surprised I was that he could fit through the doorway with such a big ego, but I didn’t want to start something. I was in no mood to deal with the backlash from my publicist who recommended that I ‘play nice’ tonight. Jesus Christ, my eyes hurt from how hard I rolled them when I read her text.

I felt like I was having the same conversation over and over again. It was like we were all rehearsing for a play. Don’t get me wrong, people were being very nice. It was just...repetitive.

Ohh I love your dress.

Are you working on any new projects?

How are you two doing?

Wow you’ve been dating for nine months?

Congratulations!

Are there wedding bells in your future?

“Excuse me, I am a bit thirsty. I need to get something to drink,” I smiled as a exited the conversation with one of Mark’s friends. He either played football or soccer, I honestly couldn’t remember. I also didn’t care.

“Hi,” I said to the bartender as I sat at one of the chairs. God it felt amazing to sit down. I regretted wearing my heals the second I left my apartment.

“What can I get ya?” He cleaned a glass as he spoke. To be honest I wasn’t a drinker. I probably drank once every couple months, if that at all.

“Vodka cranberry please,” I replied as the man nodded as he went to make my drink. Hopefully a drink would take the edge off, maybe even make the night enjoyable.

“How has your night been?”

“Would I sound like a bitch if I said it was boring,” I couldn’t help but laugh when I spoke.

“Not a huge fan of these parties?” The bartender handed me my drink.

“I used to like than a lot more. I don’t know anyone here, so I feel incredibly awkward. When I agreed to come I thought I knew others who would be here...but now...now if I have to talk about sports for 10 more minutes my head is going to explode,” I replied while placing some cash in his tips jar.

“Well if you need a break, some people are in the basement. Maybe a change of scenery would help?” I offered the bartender a smile as he spoke and pointed me in the direction of the basement.

Part of me felt bad for heading downstairs, but I didn’t care. The basement was probably half the size of the room upstairs, but I felt less claustrophobic as I walked around.

“Alanah,” I smiled as I saw an old friend at the pool table.

“Adam, long time no see! How are you?” I now stood next to him joining the small circle of people.

“I’m good. It feels good to be in the states again,” I smiled back to him. While the Netherlands were beautiful, there was nothing quite like home.

“Hey Adam, you down for pool? Alanah? When did you get here? Where is Mark?” Mira asked as she pulled Adam and I into the second room for pool.

I had met Mira twice before tonight. Long story short she was Adam’s girlfriend and an absolute sweetheart.

“Fuck Mark, he is busy bragging about how he is the greatest athlete on the planet,” it came out more blunt than I hoped, but there was no taking my words back.

“Great you found some people,” I looked over to see a the room full of recognizable faces. Mira quickly explained to me that they were going to play a game of pool something I have never played.

“You ready to lose,” I looked to my left to see a definitely not sober Duff McKagan. Was he actually talking to me? Did he notice me staring earlier?

fuck

Fuck

FUCK.

I took a quick second to collect myself by taking a sip of my drink. Dear god of alcohol, whoever you are, Please please please keep me from making a complete and utter fool of myself.

“I’d be worried if you weren’t drunk,” I smiled back finishing off my drink. I could feel his eyes on me as I finished it. He must have been wondering what I was drinking. I didn’t take him as the judge type, but who cared.

“Well I am worried that you are sober. Here have some of mine,” he offered me his glass and I quickly declined it.

“Why not a vodka fan?”

“No I got a vodka crab here,” I shook my empty cup as I spoke.

“I don’t like the idea of it mixed with sprite. Kinda sounds nasty...no offense,” I immediately regretted not only speaking but existing once I finished talking.

I could tell he was trying to hide a smirk. At least he was being nice?

“This is just straight vodka,” I froze in place as he spoke. I must have sounded like such a child.

“Oh, I’ve just never drank it straight,” I feel like a child admitting it. I wanted to kick myself as I spoke. I expected him to wander off and go find someone else to talk to, but he stayed. Maybe he was curious about what train wreck I would lead myself to.

“Well there is a first time for everything,” he shrugged as he passed me his glass. I looked over towards Adam who was already preoccupied with his girlfriend and her friends.

I felt a sharp burn shoot down my throat as I took a sip. I tried to conceal my cough, but I failed.

“Trust me it gets better the more you drink it. Come on let’s get you a glass,” he motioned for me to follow him, and I did like a lost puppy. The way I saw it was that I had three options.

1. Decline his offer and go talk with Adam

2. Decline his offer and go find Mark

3. Accept it and see what would happen.

I gave Adam a quick goodby wave as I followed Duff towards wherever he was going.

“Isn’t the bar upstairs?” I asked as we wondered through the halls.

“Yeah, but there is another one down her. No bartender, but we can make our own drinks. Plus we don’t have to deal with the annoying shits upstairs,” I was shocked at how clear his thoughts were after drinking straight vodka. Was this a regular night for him?

I handed him my cup and he filled it with vodka.

“Is vodka your go to?” I watched as he effortlessly drank the rest of his cup and poured himself another glass.

“Yep, and she hasn’t betrayed me yet. Come on let’s go upstairs,” He grabbed the bottle and the two of us snuck to the second floor of the venue. I don’t know why, but I felt a rush of excitement flow through my veins.

“How did you know this was up here?” I spun around looking at the small room we walked into. The soft carpet was begging for me to take off my heals and throw them in the trash. There was a table with chairs in one corner and a couch with a TV across from it.

“I was at another party here a few months back and I needed to get some air. Too many people,” I couldn’t have said it better myself.

As he went to open a window I sent Mark a quick text saying that I didn’t feel well and went home. He wouldn’t mind, he would actually prefer it. He would get to spend the rest of the night with a girl he actually likes.

“Understandable, sometimes it’s all too much,” I replied taking a seat on the couch.

“I’m assuming you know how to play go fish?” I turned my head towards his direction as he spoke.

“The children’s game?” I hadn’t meant for my tone to sound harsh, but it was. This was Duff McKagan the bassist of Guns N’ Roses, go fish was the last game I expected him to suggest.

“Judge all you want, but it’s a fast and fun way to get drunk,” I almost cringed as he spoke. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. Could I really trust him?

I felt my phone vibrate and read the text from Mark, “absolute shocker”. God I wanted to slap him. At least I will have a better night now. I sneered, what a pair Mark and I were. An absolute match made in heaven.

“Alright, Duff explain the rules,” I threw my hands up in defense as I spoke.

I was beyond thankful that the rules were simple. If the other person doesn’t have the card, you drink. This, this was a game I could play.

“So where is your boyfriend?”

His question pulled me from my thoughts of trying to think of what cars to ask for.

“Gloating about himself downstairs, will probably be fucking some other chick tonight. where’s your girlfriend?” I quickly asked back. I wanted to kick myself as I spoke. I probably sounded like a complete bitch.

“Nonexistent,” why was I happy about that?

“Well between you and me, the same could be said about my soon to be ex,” I added in hopes to make him feel better.

He offered me a soft smile before taking a sip.

[soap-stains]

"'It's cross-examination'? That offends me. Excuse me, I am clearly a male. I may sound like a teenage female and look like Sonic but I am a male, your Honor."

Yeah hey so fun fact, we're back! No one missed this, but she asked me to write stuff down again!

We're on Trial Day 2 of Rise from the Ashes! I haven't been making notes for the past two/three hours of playtime because I didn't want to be constantly grabbing at my phone.

Okay, so fun facts! She despises Ema more than Maya, and my voice for Ema is basically Peridot :'). The voice for Meekins is also really annoying, woo. This is also the first case where we've both looked at characters(Angel Starr, Officer Marshall, & Chief Gant) and went "ew, I don't like them." I also have Detective Goodman’s ID number memorized? 5842189

(insert picture of Edgeworth going "what the hell is that thing" because of the dancing Blue Badger)

i'm so god damn tired of watching this stupid blue badger video jfc

"This judge is stupider than Mia Fey." "You mean Maya?" "... I still can't get their names right. I meant Maya."

"I think I finally got this figured out!" "Wow, Phoenix. What a shocker, you figured something out. Nice job."

*cue us singing the Rubber Duckie song for some reason?*

"I'm... Confused." "What's new?"

"Mommy, is that man in blue a murderer?" "Shh, don't look at him." (Wrong color, kid...)

"I have only one thing to say to the defense." "I hate you. You're an idiot, you need to get out of my life."

"What's he up to?" "He doesn't usually help me. He may be my husband, but I'm a big boy who can do things for myself..."

"This isn't going to go well..." "No it is not! Haha, sucks to suck, Phoenix!"

Gosh dangit, Edgeworth! You prick! He tricked us >_>

"Well, Edgeworth, you're sleeping on the couch tonight! Or, just don't come home tonight, Edgeworth!"

"Dang, Phoenix getting bossy. What a surprise, I didn't know he could do that."

Awe Lana she so pretty but she's kind of a prick when she refuses to tell us stuff. But she got us the SL-9 case files, so she's chill rn I guess

"I've seen happier people at funerals!"

"Gumshoe's the only one I can tolerate, here." "Nevermind, leave now."

"Wow, Jake Marshall is so annoying. God I hate him."

"...Officer. If that even is your real title!" "It is." "...Ah."

"...Get one thing straight. You're not!" "Edgeworth would know that." "I... I guess you're right."

"[Officer Marshall] was cosplaying his favorite detective."

"Seems you're the one who couldn't take the dessert heat. Dessert. Desert? Dessert? Desert heat." "Woooow, great job." "ShUT UP."

"You're not getting any butts tonight!" (why she said this, I have no clue) *as Edgeworth* "Larry's not coming over tonight? Good."

"If you have a response- ahHHHH!" *screams in anime as I almost spill my doctor pepper can.* "Ahem, anyway... If you have a response, make it one word or less."

So I think we just figured out what happens? Idk, could be wrong, but we just made a whole solid scenario for what could've actually happened. I mean, Goodman's body was discovered(said to have died, more like) just after Edgeworth left his car; who's to say he wasn't already there?

*as Gumshoe* "...lodged deep in the stab wound. In fact, there were 28 of them!"

"At least he doesn't have a Blue Badger staring him in the soul."

"Scientifically speaking, I could've died!"

*to Edgeworth* "You need to set yourself straight." "...He can't." "Me neither, God he's so pretty-"

Sassworth.

"Word are hard." We're having a hard time speaking, it's,,, not fun

Gay tension.

As soon as Gumshoe said he'd work with us, she went "yes! Come on! You're less annoying than Maya or Ema, and that's saying something, so that's fine with me!"

"I prefer Maya over Ema."

*as Ema* "Scientifically speaking, I'll always be your sister! Even though there was that one time where I almost got murdered!"

We just sang 'Congratulations' from Hamilton in Edgeworth's voice. I can't believe we did that. Wow. I'm disappointed in us.

Rise From the Ashes has been concluded! We took several screenshots of Lana and/or Ema because they're so god damn adorable together sjdbfkbricgd

We started Justice for All, and she already hates Maggey. Woohoo.

"Can we please get Edgeworth back? Please?" oop she doesn't know yet lmao-

[cruzrogue]

Perfect Party

#Fictober19 @fictober-event

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for fanfiction:

Prompt number: 15   “That’s what I’m talking about!”

Fandom (AU if applicable): #arrow fanfiction #olicity

Rating:PG13

Warnings/Tags: AngstyFluff

Summary: Continuation from prompt 14 College kids: Oliver and Megan (Felicity) become a couple and this is when he finds out her real first name as he tells his kids the story. 

Notes:(This became a monster… there was supposed be no angsty conversation but it happened anyway. I wrote to make another fluff piece but… Ah! Anyways here it is…)

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Perfect Party on A03

  Cracking open another book to read. Oliver just gazes at where his tutor is sitting reading her own book. She’s plopped down using a sofa as a backrest as her slender legs are over an interior designer’s weird conversational piece. Her heavy long kneed boots are off to the side. She’s reading her least favorite subject of U.S. history as he is taking side notes as he’s reading his textbook of macro-economics. They are both bored out of their minds but they’re under a timer. These minutes belong to these textbooks and they have been both honoring this kind of system of studying.

Oliver won’t argue that since he first took in seriously studying with the help of the Goth girl he met in South Boston by a sidewalk in the late evening hour his grades have steadily improved. To this day she still adheres that she saved him from that lame party. He’ll never know if it was truly lame but he deeply doesn’t care. It’s the party that brought them together thus to him he has no qualms of ever knowing.

The little ding in the background goes off and he lets out a content sigh. He can’t help but watch Megan stretch out like a cat and he inwardly groans because they’re not at that stage of their relationship. She looks so damn sexy all the time and he’s learned that cold showers don’t always work because she’s now always on his mind.

“I’m hungry!”

He’s learned that she has a very vast appetite. As long as tree nuts are not on the menu she can have it all. “What are you hungry for?”

She shrugs but says anyways, “You pick, I chose last time.”

“Greasy or no?”

“Does it matter? You have full control of the pick. Even that rabbit food you’ve successfully added to my diet.”

“Okay, okay! So, I feel like a cheeseburger and some fries.”

He can see the moment that her excitement for meat comes to the forefront as she does this cute gesture of raising her hand in a fist bump.  

“That’s what I’m talking about!”

He just chuckles and it has her cozying up to him as her lips finds his. Mmm… this part of their relationship is gotta be the best. Every kiss they share is full of sizzling potential and they’ve never crossed any lines. For now, they are taking everything slow. She has this thing about slow burn and her explaining it to him was a doozy. Her words cycle around his mind as she’s making herself comfortable on his lap as the phrase refers to stories featuring characters who gradually and naturally fall in love or lust before beginning a romantic or sexual relationship. He won’t suggest to her again that their already in some sort of romantic relationship because it led to her thinking things through the first time and it landed him cursing himself as he lost out on more intimate moments. Yep, he shot his foot off with that mistake he learned not to do it again.

He holds her closer to him enjoying that her chest bumps against his and he knows she can feel how excited he is but she just doesn’t mention it ever. This is girl is becoming a staple in his world and the thought of him now graduating next year while she’ll still be working for her double major has made its presence in his psyche. She just too incredible and they’ve been together for over two semesters now.

The fact that he doesn’t even notice other females has been brought to his attention several times by his male buddies. Using his studies as an excuse he’s keeping more to himself and interacting on a down low with any college partying frat boys. Being honest with himself has been hard. It’s one of the things that has made his growth possible. It would put a lot of stress on his relationship with Megan if she were the sole reason for the changes. Because she doesn’t want to be his savior but he knows her well enough that she believes more in equality. Sharing burdens and stuff. Things he has learned about her through conversations over long noir films, studying moments, and these wonderful make out sessions.

Her perfect weight on his lap not only does things to him but feeling her beside him all the emotions he has deep inside have a way of coming out slowly and after all these long weeks together he wants to tell her that he’s in love with her. He thought about being cheesy a few times but she’d be so disappointed if he went that route. Not on the declaration of love but using time tested romcom samples that are overboard. He finds she has big tastes on technology but doesn’t fancy jewelry given by really anyone.

He landed up giving her signed poster of music groups she loves or that one actress she adores from her favorite show they watch. Buying her a convention ticket to see these people she can recite story lines was like he got down on one knee and proposed. It was amazing how excited she was.

One thing they’re both of aware of is their different social-economics and he is careful to not overwhelm her with family’s status. It would spook her away. It took a bit from him when she found he comes from a wealthy family not to lose her back then. Just lucky they share a close connection.

“Megan, you are such a nerd.”

“I am not apologizing for liking meat.”

He chuckles. “I meant the fist bump. That is such a geeky thing to do.”

She shrugs her shoulder she’s done a lot of other nerdy things she won’t apologize even if he’s just teasing. She shrugs her shoulders she’s done a lot of other nerdy things she won’t apologize even if he’s just teasing. “But you like the thought of me liking meat?” For the first time in their relationship she grinds against him and his eyes become so wide as he is flabbergasted at her forwardness.

“I… I”

“Is Mr. sexy pants mute?”

He nods still wondering what his temptress is doing. Her fingers softly messaging his scalp through the light cropped hair she seems to like. Gosh he’s even sporting scruff that has her kissing his neck since she told him to cut off the beard deep in December after he grew out his facial hair for no shave November. Keeping it trim to this day many months later. Anything that he notices or she out right tells him how much she likes or hates something has him keep to a beauty regimen. Not that he hasn’t had some little says in her own little routines. Like a certain fragrance he admiringly associates with her.

“We are on a break; I’m going to eat a juicy burger and what isn’t there to love?”

“Megan? That isn’t the reason I’m surprised.”

“Hmm… I need to confess something to you and I need you not to get upset.”

Just as quickly as he is aroused, he becomes paranoid that something is going to break this perfection that they have going on.

“As much as I love how you say Megan…”

“Baby I love your name.”

“It’s actually my middle name.” The frozen look on his face has her worried that he may think she’s lied about many other important things. “There is nothing else I’ve kept from you, I just liked using Megan and the way you’d say Meg or Maggie or any other variations just was so perfect but…”

He isn’t totally convinced. He doesn’t understand how she kept something as monumental from him. Everywhere they went he introduced her as Megan his girlfriend. She has yet to meet his parents but the name Megan has fallen from hips a million times conversing with family and friends.

“I mean in reality Megan is still my name.”

He pushes her off slightly and she moves so he can get up. “No!” He just walks to a window in his apartment. They always hang out here because she lives in a dorm. “To think some of your friends having to go along with this farce when they call you by your real name.”

“Oliver? That isn’t the case. I introduce myself to a lot of people as Megan.”

“Really? And how many of these people think about you? Truly care about you? Even dream of you? Simply as what your middle name is?”

She makes a joke of it, “My mother calls me by my whole name either when she’s really happy or annoyed with me.”

“That is supposed to make me feel better?” He is now really agitated. “You don’t get to make this into a joke. Here I am opening myself to you and I don’t even know your name.” He looks away from her. Not allowing her sorrow to change how angry he is becoming.

She knows she in deep trouble he is right and she played the whole name thing lightly not seeing it through his eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“I would have continued calling you Megan if you have this horrendous name you didn’t want to share at first. Though whatever it is I would love it. Just because it’s a part of you.”

“Wow! I guess I’m a stupid fool I never put much stock into it but I should have and I am really sorry.”

He finally slowly turns to look at his girlfriend and it strikes him he doesn’t even know her name. She can see the realization in his face as he just stares at her blankly.

“It’s Felicity, Felicity Megan Smoak.”

If she thought the frozen look on his face before was concerning whatever is going through her mind is really a shocker.  

~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~sp@ce~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~

When Oliver pauses it has his kids on edge. He’s telling the story in a cleaner version of how he learned his wife’s first name. It seems telling his kids this as they wait for their mother to come home may have not been the wisest idea.

“Dad what happened?”

“Yes daddy, did you break up?”

The youngest being so innocent and not truly understanding relationships asks if they ever made up.

Oliver checks his phone and a text by Felicity telling him she’s running late. She finishing up from another conference meeting so he continues on with the story. She’ll be home soon.

~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~sp@ce~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~

“Felicity… Fe-li-ci-ty.” He just says her name one more time, “Felicity! I don’t get it. It’s actually a very beautiful name.”

“It’s a cheesy name. It means happiness, I’m a Goth girl.”

Oliver sighs he really doesn’t get it. She has been making him happy all these months. The name is perfect. Now that he knows the truth. As much as she’s been Megan from now on, he’ll always think of her has Felicity. What is the most important matter to him is how long he will get to know Felicity? It seems that maybe he had more emotional attachment to her than she has had of him. Maybe her tutoring him and having him mastering his academia is a thrill for her. She’s one of a kind who is he to really know what goes through that mind of hers? Only that he’d be devastated because along the way he gave her his heart even if he hasn’t said so its implied.

“I know your mad, I guess I really screwed up and I’m sorry.”

“It makes me wonder if I’m just an experiment. A fixer upper that you…”

Felicity looks horrified as she cuts him off, “Oh no. No! You’ve been nothing but the perfect dream. I’m always worried I’d wake up and you’d be over me. Falling in love with you was so easy.” She catches what she just said and her hand goes to her mouth. He is about to break up with her and she’s telling him she loves him. She can be such a fool.

“I couldn’t be over you even if I wanted to.” He doesn’t mention the whole falling in love that could just be faux pas said in haste.

Felicity aches now knowing that he doesn’t even think her declaration of falling for him is seen real to him. That stings. “I should go.”

“That is probably for the best.” Yet neither move. The air is thick with unsaid words as their emotions are crumbling with angst.

Felicity is a smart girl she knows if she walks out there won’t be a them any longer. The them that has been crafted over time. She sucks in a breath; she created this mess and she needs to fix it. “I can’t apologize enough for how my careless way of thinking of things in simplest of facts.” She won’t go without at least telling him how much she loves him. “It being a name.” She sighs as she glances at him and watching that he is listening gives her some hope. “I didn’t take to account the emotional side of all this.” Taking a small pause, “You mean the world to me. Oliver, I love you so much…” She tearing up. “That love is from all of me. Felicity Megan Smoak the daughter of Donna and also a father named Noah who I haven’t seen since I was seven.”

Talking about her parents is like pulling teeth. He knows it hard for her so this acknowledgement means something. She really is trying to amend the situation. It really is just a name. It’s not like he doesn’t know how clinical she can be in her thinking process.

“Noah is a fool of a man letting go of such a bright amazing girl.” He moves up to her just like when they met.

“Maybe I just wasn’t…”

“Shh.” He’s looking down to her, “His failure isn’t your own.” He wipes a few stray tears she has let go. “You mean the world to me too.”

“I do?”

“I love you.” He cups her face and finally kisses the one who has his heart.

Still having his hands on her face, she inquires, “Does that mean you forgive me?”

With a sigh his eyes searching hers, “Of course I’d forgive you. We’ll always see some things differently and there will always be fights that are bound to happen.”

“I don’t like fighting.”

He leans in to kiss her as he tells her the same thing.

She’s a little forward in rubbing her hands just under his shirt. “I heard making up is supposed to be…”

He stops her. They haven’t crossed that line yet and he’ll be damn if their first time is happening this way. “I love you Meg…” He closes his eyes this is going to take some getting used to. “Felicity Smoak but I’m still processing this whole name thing and when we take the next step it won’t be after an argument.”

She nods in agreement.

“So, what about some burgers?”

Felicity stops him from leaving her space as she now holds him to her as she raises on her tiptoes to kiss him.

~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~sp@ce~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~

As the door in the back where it leads to the mudroom opens and Oliver takes a pause as his kids are listening to a very clean version of when he found out Megan was indeed Felicity’s middle name. He looks to the newest addition sitting in the high chair just happily gnawing on a teeth ring. Oblivious to his siblings’ excitement until he hears his mother’s voice and all of a sudden his son a babbling genius. A pang of jealousy hit Oliver as his little munchkin doesn’t show him that kind of welcome.

“Mom’s home.”

Felicity welcomes her two youngest with open arms and gives them kisses than she hugs her eldest as she slowly walks into her husband’s embrace. It doesn’t take long for their youngest to disapprove and want his mother’s sole attention.

“Sorry, hi there handsome.” She’s kissing the baby as the other kids settle back down. She looks at the expecting faces and makes sure to look at her husband as she asks, “Did I miss something?”

“I was just telling them about when I learned Felicity was your first name.” She gives him a weary look. “Don’t worry it was the PG version.”

“Did mommy come off as a clown?” She regrets saying those words as her kids start to asking about clowns. She just meant if she came off sounding awful but now she’s denying any clowns were a part of the story their father told them. Oliver is just off to the side observing his wife having to explain herself ah yes those memories fill his mind as he has his lips puckered up. She sure can dig a hole for herself. As he recalls the true lustful events of that study session.

~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~sp@ce~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~

“So, what about some burgers?”

“Oliver? I am hungry!” She doesn’t wait for him to truly understand as she already hopping onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist as her lips find that particular spot that has him growl and that’s the purr of his she needs. He catches on quick as he has to keep them from falling as his girl is doing things to him. He unfailingly finds the perfect spot a few steps away to allow her to continue doing this most erogenous thing to his body as she certainly rubs herself on him.

He’s losing the ability to think because just a moment ago he was against this scenario and now his body pretty much told his mind to shut up.  He sinking down deeper onto the sofa she used as a backrest earlier.

There is lips and teeth and the occasion tongue and oh those moans that have both of them panting as they seem to be so lost in each other. Succulent skin that deserves the devotion as hands seem to roam and sweet nips upon each other’s skin only raises the stakes to needing more. Sweet words spilled as some gasps of warm sweet air spurs stimuli onto their hair follicles making for the most enticing shivers.

Felicity has been ready for this for a while, the thought of Oliver’s palms caressing her without barriers of any kind. Even pondering wet dreams of the friction she mostly thirsts for that only he can quench.

At first she teased him. Their relationship wasn’t formed the bonds they have now wasn’t there and it was easy to promise things like promiscuity. Fortunately for them It didn’t work like that because they found that it wasn’t just an attraction that kept them coming to each other’s orbit. They truly sought one another just to discourse what was actually happening in their lives. Until they couldn’t fathom not having the intertwined lives they were leading. Good and bad shared, memories of past conversations, voices becoming lullabies at night and waking thoughts of the other person in mundane tasks. They were falling in love.

It took a stomach rumble which neither could tell if it was theirs but they pulled away laughing. They were good. Though they pulled away from the other knowing that it really wasn’t the right time to go further. There is no hurry.

~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~sp@ce~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~

“Come to find out your mommy was very hungry.” Oliver chuckles as his wife actually accidentally demonstrates his point. She is hungry.

The kids try to follow their parents story but there are so many vague points they have no idea what actually happened. They just know that their dad found out what their mom’s name was and that was the end. There was kissing. More kissing. As they watch their dad pull their mom into another hug they know another kiss will happen.

[chid-sen-gan-blog]

My Thoughts on GoT 8.01 (“Winterfell”)

So, this is late, but I watched S8, E1 (”Winterfell”) with my Dad and Brother and had some thoughts (these thoughts are from my first time viewing it, but I was too insecure to post them until a magnificent mutual of mine suggested it).

Spoilers, but the warning might be irrelevant by now. Featuring running commentary from my family because they’re amazing.

So, maybe I’m alone, but I’m not that fond of the new opening. Sorry, it just looks cheaper to me than the old one somehow, even though I read somewhere that more money was spent on it

That child climbing a tree gave my entire family and I some serious Bran/Arya nostalgia, as did that Baratheon theme

Arya’s little smile when she saw Jon half filled me with joy, and also half broke my heart. So much has happened since they last saw eachother. So fricking much

Arya looking at the Hound in a parallel to S1, E1 has been found

Non-verbal Gendrya is life

Oh, yay, an obligatory manhood joke to start off the season. Ugh. You know, I’m really tired of them at this point.

So......... can somebody remind me why Tyrion is even here anymore? And how he became the least interesting remaining Lannister by far?

Missandei and Grey Worm’s little “wow, they hate us” look is honestly the best thing. To quote my Brother: “Finally, two people that can take a hint”

Dany is upset at people not kissing her boots - shocker. Look, sweetie, it’s been a rough couple of years for the Northerners. Not to mention the last time they had a Targ in power he burned their liege lord and had his heir strangled. And that Targ was your father. So no duh they’re skeptical 

Yeeeeeeaaaaah... I don’t think giving a good portion of the people you’ve supposedly come to “save” heart attacks with your WMD children is the best way to establish you’re a “great” ruler

SHE SMIRKED THAT LITTLE --!!! 

(And the camera lingered on said smirk, hmmm, wonder why...)

Just a little over ten minutes into the episode and I’ve already reached new levels of Dany hatred

Entrance to the Winterfell courtyard parallel to S1, E1 spotted 

Jon riding in and seeing Bran is making me cry. Like, the last time he was riding towards a family member was with Rickon, the only “sibling” (aside from Sansa) he thought he had left - only for Rickon to die moments before he reached him. And here’s Bran, his “brother” who he thought was dead up until recently, sitting there alive and (mostly) well, and I just... *sobs uncontrollably*

Compare and contrast how happy Jon is to see Bran vs. how “who cares?” he was when finding out he was alive in S7 and tell me that political!Jon isn’t real. Tell me

... I thought we were supposed to get non-robo-Bran this season, but, so far, I don’t see it

My Dad is honestly cheering because Bran’s looking at Dany all creepily. He’s just thrilled someone’s giving her some variation of the stink-eye

That Jon and Sansa hug is not the same one that was released, and I’m a little disappointed. Let Jon give bear hugs to his entire family 2k19

Sansa/Ned parallels from S1, E1 and I’m loving it

Dany is literally the embodiment of all her stans who thought she and Sansa would be besties and braid eachother’s hair. Sansa is the rest of us who knew better

Bran cutting straight to the point adds years to my life

Sansa running things is my aesthetic

Dany seriously didn’t sit down till Ned Umber called her “my queen” and I’m rolling my eyes. So what if I’m too critical? I’m bitter

I love Jon getting called out if political!Jon isn’t real, but I’m honestly tired of Lyanna Mormont at this point. Sorry, unpopular opinion

......................... is it just me, or has Tyrion become a lot less smart in recent seasons? 

Wait until they find out who burnt the loot train * snicker snicker*

Sansa asks practical questions. Dany replies with an answer that basically gives the green light for eating innocent civilians. But, sure, Sansa’s a jerk

My Dad doesn’t even like Sansa and he’s scoffing that Dany couldn’t hold a candle to her when it comes to ruling

Yep, Tyrion’s become a lot less smart. I was right

Bran being creepy is actually great when it’s directed towards Dany and her team 

Awwwwwww... Jon and Arya. Don’t screw this up for me, please...

Parellel to Ned/Catelyn in the Godswood in S1, E1, I believe

Seriously, Jon is ecstatic to see his little “sister”. Don’t tell me he would’ve reacted with nonchalance to the news of her being alive if political!Jon isn’t true. Don’t even dare

Am I the only one who’s a little heartbroken that Jon is actually surprised that Arya still had Needle?

So....... I think that “Sansa thinks she’s smarter then everyone” comment was supposed to be an awkward joke. So therefore, I’m not going to get angry

STARK SISTERS AS A UNITED FRONT! YES!!! NED, YOU WOULD BE SO PROUD!!!

Yeah, Jon, don’t forget. I believe in you

I imagine everyone’s probably going to be really angry with Jon, but I kind of feel badly for him. He seems so insecure about everything in this episode. If the parentage reveal happens here, too, I’m a little worried how he’ll take it

My Brother pointed out that Jon’s homecoming in this episode kind of mirrors Jaime’s in S4 and I’m honestly living for it

I missed Cersei. I really did

I missed Yara, I really did

I didn’t miss Euron, not a bit

Wow, the Red Keep feels so lonely and I think that’s the vibe the showrunners were going for. Kudos if it was

Cersei seriously has some of the best lines and Lena Headey is brilliant in her delivery

Euron... yeah. Dude needs help

Oh, so that’s what happened to Ed Sheeran and co. Time to get started on my “I See Fire” tribute

Little parallel to Tyrion in the brothel with Bronn from S1, E1

“Which girl?” Poor Bronn in a world without modern medicine

Um, excuse me, but if you even think of using that crossbow I’ll make sure that Ser Bronn of the Blackwater becomes black and blue

Someone get Cersei her elephants

Okay, so what’s up with the pregnancy? Was it a hoax, or something else...?

THEON!!! Finally stepping up! Finally!

So... anyone else thinking that Yara believes Dany sent Theon to rescue her and that’s why she’s still loyal to this dragon brat?

Tyrion is on and I’m ignoring him.

Davos nooooooooooooo. No marriages!!!

I see you, Varys. I see you showrunners. Nothing lasts, indeed... *laughs evilly*

Aw, what happened to Dany and Sansa braiding eachother’s hair again?

I’m angry at Jon for not defending Sansa. Really. But how much could he actually have done without spelling potential doom for the North? Littlefinger didn’t have dragons. Dany does.

OKAY, NO. THAT WAS A THREAT. A FRICKIN’ THREAT. AND MY FAMILY AND I ARE NOT OKAY WITH IT!!!!!!!!!

........... the dragons are barely eating? Barely? And just how many Northerners could those 29 goats and sheep have fed?

“Um, Dany, giving Jon a dragon might be the dumbest thing you’ve done yet” - My Wonderful Dad

“And that’s saying something” - My Wonderful Brother

Wow, Dany doesn’t give two cents about Jon’s consent. Shocking

Wow, Dany doesn’t give two cents about Rhaegal’s consent. Actually shocking 

So... if no one knows how to ride a dragon until they do and you’ve already ridden one so therefore know, give the guy some pointers

Haha you might die. Isn’t that adorable?! *sarcasm sarcasm*

POINTLESS SCENE ENSUES

That boy kept his eyes open, honey. That’s not a good thing.

Drogon and Bran should have a staring contest. My money’s on Bran

(scratch that, my money’s on Jaime and Brienne whenever they see eachother)

Ugh. How many manhood jokes are we going to have before this season’s over?!?!

So... the Hound and Arya’s reunion was kind of underwhelming, imo

Gendrya awwwwww.

Ooh, new weapon. Wonder what it does.

“You don’t know any other rich girls” - Arya // “And with you around he never will.” - My Wonderful Dad 

Interesting point my Brother made about Lord Glover always being that guy never wanting to join the fight

Oh, Jon. If political!Jon is true, then stop handling this all on your own. Heck, even if it’s not. Your family is strong as steel. Trust them

Not sure if it’s intentional, but this scene kind of brings to mind shades of Ned and Catelyn in S1, E1 when discussing Ned becoming Hand of the King

Sansa is not helping those vibes. Oh, boy

“Why does everyone who claims Dany will be a good queen sound less like they believe it and more like they’re trying to convince themselves it’s true?” - My Wonderful Brother

SAM!!! MY DEAR CINNAMON ROLL!!! I’VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!!

Oh, shoot. Is this the Tarly reveal? I don’t think an “it was necessary” is going to work this time...

WOW. She didn’t even try to explain her actions. This somehow makes it far worse for me...

Jorah looking guiltier is actually unsettling

You made Sam cry, Dany. The gloves are off. You’re officially irredeemable in my books

Um, has no one wheeled Bran in yet? Like, he’s just been sitting there?

“Waiting for an old friend”? Is it Jaime? It’s got to be Jaime. Wonder if they’ll save the reunion for the end because more parallels

PARENTAGE REVEAL!!! PARENTAGE REVEAL!!!!!!!!

Jon looks so tired all the time in this episode, even with his family. Even if political!Jon isn’t real, Dany certainly isn’t doing him any wonders. And if you say she is, you’re not really watching the show

Awwww, Jon and Sam together again! And Jon is just as happy to see him as his “siblings”! My heart...

“So, are we ever going to find out if Little Sam’s alright, or...?” - My Wonderful Dad

Jon’s reaction to the burning of Sam’s dad and brother is kind of weak, but I”m hoping we get some more of his wrath directed at the source of this fiasco (Dany)

No, Jon. You and Dany aren’t alike in any way. Case and point - how you’ve been talking about how titles don’t matter every two seconds of this episode, while she was about to threaten your “sister” for not “respecting” her. See the difference, sweetie?   

PREACH, SAM! PREACH!!!

Um... it probably would’ve been better to lead with Ned’s wasn’t your father than Lyanna’s your mom, but other than that, you’re doing great, Sam

A man from the south tells his northern best friend with a man-bun some game-changing news in a crypt. Sam-Jon, Robert-Ned parallel from S1, E1 achieved

I’m going to take  a moment to appreciate how Kit subtly incorporated and conveyed each of the five stages of grief in this scene

“It’s treason”/”It’s the truth”. I mean, maybe it’s just me, but Jon seems almost terrified to hear this news. Which tells me he’s well-aware of how Dany could react to it. Which tells me he’s not as daft as he’s letting on. 

“You gave up your crown to save your people. Would she do the same?” Sam knows what’s up and I love him all the more for it

“No, no she wouldn’t” - My Wonderful Dad, Brother, and Less-Wonderful I all at the same time in response to Sam’s query

The score in the back, “Winter is Here”, when “Truth” might’ve been a more ironic, dramatic option - like with the last reveal. Hmmm. I see you, Ramin Djawadi. I see you

Edd! Beric! Tormund! Still stand by the idea that at least one of you should’ve died for emotional weight, but I’m glad to see you.

Okay. The blue eyes joke got a chuckle out of me, I admit

Child nailed at their torso thanks to white walkers parallel to S1, E1 achieved

Ned Umber opening his eyes seriously made me jump and I was expecting it

Child who is actually is a white walker nailed at their torso by white walkers parallel to S1, E1 achieved

And now I’m deaf. Thanks, Ned Umber

“Hey, don’t you think that creepy art piece kind of resembles the Targ sigil?” - My Wonderful Brother before the piece was set on fire

“Hey, now it really does.” - My Wonderful Brother after the piece was set one fire 

A rider riding into town and I think I know who it is...

JAIME!!!!!!! *has meltdown because he’s my second favorite character, okay?*

My Wonderful Dad and Brother are just as hyped as I am. Bless them.

Jaime taking off headwear and looking around Winterfell parallel to S1, E1 spotted

Is it just me, or does he actually look happy to be there? I mean, you’d think he’d be more uncertain...

Oh, there’s the uncertainty

Jaime and Bran ending off the episode on a cliffhanger parallel to S1, E1 unlocked

[psifitopia]

late liveblogging

I’ve decided to go ahead and do a “live” blogging of Murdoc + MacGyver + Murdoc.   Hurray for CBS All Access!  I just have so many reactions to this and I notice more stuff as I keep rewatching.  lol  This is actually the fifth or sixth time I’ve watched this episode.  I can’t get enough of it. 

To be fair to him, Mac did lock his door, after coming in.  Not that did it did him much good, of course. 

I gotta agree with Murdoc.  They really need to get rid of the George Washington mask.  

Owch!  That’s gotta hurt.  Mac is TICKED!  Haha  Murdoc, you’re winded.  

Do you really care if the water is filtered, Murdoc?  It’s no wonder Mac gets impatient with you. 

There it is he USED to admire Liu for being dangerous and violent.   Maybe it’s different, when it’s aimed at Cassian...or Murdoc’s heart is changing.   MacGyver is so unimpressed right now, even when giving credit where due.  Apparently, Murdoc is better at hunting than rescuing. 

“I care about you so much...”   And you do such a crap job of showing it, Murdoc.   Honestly.  

Mac’s hot, when he’s angry.  He’s cute, when he’s annoyed. 

Murdoc, what is up with Bozer?   Be nice to him!   I love how he greets them with such fondness.  I also love Jack calling him “Doc.”   There’s just something cute about there frenemy relationship.  Poor Nasha.  

Honestly, Murdoc, do you not realize you can’t just demand inspiration?  A little patience is called for here.  I love Murdoc’s weird speech patterns.  “Hashtag disappointed.”   “Evil before beauty.”  His accent does such an interesting thing right there.  It’s cute.  

And, evidently, Murdoc does not have a nose like a bloodhound.  

Defensive much, Murdoc?  Mac, that is not the first time Murdoc has displayed human emotion around you.  Far from it.  

Wife, ha!   That was a shocker.  

Poor Nasha.  And dayum, Murdoc does clean up pretty!  I love it, when Dastmalchian’s characters wear a suit.  

Jack, Jack, that is not helping, dude.   Yeah, fine, go be action man. 

No, Murdoc, it is not surprising that you lied.  Of course, I’m personally not surprised you convinced someone to marry you.   Good looks and intelligence will get you places.  

Wow, Mac, you’re hitting below the belt today.  Of course, it’s justified, but it’s unusual for you, bud.   Try not to antagonize the stressed out, homicidal parent, too much, though.   Heh  I love Murdoc’s appreciation of sarcasm in others.  It’s good to know he mostly can take what he dishes out. 

Christopher Robin!   hehehe  Does that make Jack Pooh Bear?

What’s scary is Murdoc, murderous as he is, really doesn’t have a temper.  He gets impatient and mildly annoyed, often enough, but rarely angry.  Him with a temper...yeah, let's not leave Cassian with his mom.  Bad idea. 

And, wow, she really does not want to discuss custody.   Poor Cassian.   At least he knows his dad loves him.  Macgyver, come on.  I know you’re ticked, but the kid really is in a bad spot, here.  

Murdoc, you told him to shine.  Let him!   You know he does stuff for reasons. 

That’s one determined woman.  Of course, given how the episode ends, maybe she had others take turns doing it.   And, again, he USED to admire that about her.   Murdoc.  Any chance you’re finding better people to admire now?  Hmmm?

Reese’s Piecies.  LOL  Murdoc, you are so strange.  Again, give MacGvyer a chance.  Does he look like he’s given up?   I’m not sure if Murdoc's jealous of Nasha or just reacting badly to everything, because he’s worried about Cassian.  Probably both, but I think his worry is fogging his head.  He usually keeps up with MacGyver better than this. 

“Waste removal.”  Rude, Murdoc.  I really do love that.  “How’s your day going to far?  I mean, besides this part, of course.”   The banker’s reaction sells that so well.  He just does not know what he should say.  Humor the lunatic, not humor the lunatic?  

Yes, MacGyver speaking Spanish is beyond hot.   No, Murdoc, you are not the fun team.   To be fair, though, he did handle that sarcasm about the mirror really well.   Poor MacGyver just cannot stop with the remarks.  I do love the way Lucas Till portrayed him in a state of slowly simmering rage.  

Mac, he didn’t kill you, because 1) he never does and 2) you had quit the Phoenix and weren’t a problem for him.   I have to say, though, that whole “You’re asking a sociopath his motive for committing murder?  That is so cute!  Next question!” thing?   That seems pretty evasive to me.  I’m wondering why Murdoc didn’t want to actually answer.   Murdoc just refuses to take this seriously and I don’t think it’s solely because he’s psycho and doesn’t care.   

“I want to be your Mona Lisa.”   That line is gold, because it can be taken SO many different ways.   

And, again, Murdoc saves MacGyver’s life.   If he does that one more time, saving Mac’s life is going to outnumber the times Murdoc’s tried to kill him.  (I don’t count the kidnapping in X-ray + Penny.   I don’t think he intended to kill MacGyver.  It was all a ruse to get Fletcher into the Collective.) 

This fight scene is so good.  Like, Amber, why are you trying to kill your husband?  Why so angry?  Then, again, this might be a standard greeting between them.  Murdoc doesn’t seem especially surprised.   And, wowza, that boy is strong.   It’s gotta take some strength to swing her around like that into a table!  

Yeah, Murdoc, isn’t your wife a better player than that?  To just leave the kid unattended and miss that she’s been tailed?   Poor MacGyver, having to play referee.  

Did they spend an hour just staring at each other challengingly?   Ah, the lovely couple snark! 

I will always die laughing over “cookie” and “cupcake.”   So adorable! 

Um, Amber?  You don’t get to criticize Murdoc’s parenting skills.  Cassian seems like a great kid and he at least has been trying.   LOL  Poor MacGyver trying to keep two assassins from metaphorically being stabby.  

Thirty-five aliases!  Ding dang, Murdoc.  Okay, really, now you have no excuse to not retire.  Also, that comedy au of Murdoc being a landlord with quirky residents makes a bit more sense now.  

I have never heard a golf tee called a golf pencil.   Murdoc.  Hon.  You really shouldn’t call other people scum.  I mean, you are a paid killer, y’know.

I don’t think Murdoc expected you to be this angry at him.  You actually surprised him.   And MacGyver’s expressions during Murdoc’s story about meeting Amber is just so much win!   Damn, though.  I don’t expect MacGyver to care, but I do wonder if he realizes he’s succeeding in hurting Murdoc.   I’ll give you dollars to donuts that Murdoc is hiding a world of hurt at being told his son is better off without him.   He loves that boy. 

Ah, I do love Jack.  His skills really are under-rated.   Jack, are you taking Bozer’s shoes as compensation for the loss of your cellphones? 

Murdoc is such a contradiction.  The whole pumping out the air thing is awful, but it really does seem he wanted it to fail.  After all, Nasha probably would have died, if he hadn’t put that warning on the rifle mechanism.   

Oh, ouch.  That little muscle twitch in Murdoc’s cheek!   I mean, wow!  Dastmalchian is such a fabulous actor and you can just see Murdoc heading for a meltdown.   MacGyver, that comment was really unkind, even if it is Murdoc. 

I love that except for one comment, MacGyver just lets Murdoc have his little tantrum.  

Talk about being made of iron!  That’s a messy way to catch up to people.   You have to give Murdoc credit for bravery.   The dude is badass!   He can barely walk, but he takes out three other assassins.   Four, if you count that he could have killed Amber. 

How many times has Jack or someone asked Murdoc what was wrong with him?  Now, it’s Murdoc’s turn to ask someone that.   No, Amber, you def were not cut out for motherhood, but, uh, were you betting Murdoc wouldn’t kill you?!  You took a heck of a risk, girlie.  

Murdoc’s expressions.  That wince.  You can almost see his brain chewing on itself.  He’s so close to a breakdown. At least he had the sense to clean up a bit, before getting to Cassian.   I love every time Murdoc and Cassian interact.  There is so much love and concern between them.   Poor Cassian seeing his dad injured!  And Murdoc assuring him and holding his hand.  This gives me so many feels!   Honestly,  I think this is where MacGyver really begins seeing humanity in Murdoc.  

Seriously, Murdoc just looks so honestly pleased that Nasha got rescued.  

He’s going to jail for the sake of his son.   I love that they’re developing his character beyond merely walking evil.  I hate that trope.  It’s boring, imho.  I prefer complexity.  

I really think he means it, when he says Matty and MacGyver are two of his favorite people.   And, I do wonder.  What kinds of preparation are being made to his cell?   I have a feeling she means a lot more than just putting out some sheets.

Matty is being so kind, here, really.   She’s not cutting him slack, exactly, but she’s being compassionate.   I think she gets how hard this is for him.  She really is a great character.   Oh, Mac.  Of course, he’ll get the address.  

Uncle?  Brothers?   Murdoc, you can’t hide forever.   

Ah, Mac, you’re finally catching on.  Don’t shoot him down too quickly.  I have a feeling you’re going to need him and you’re the best influence he’s ever had.

Murdoc, it would really help if you didn’t hide your advice and warnings behind sarcasm.  

Oh, Nasha, you don’t know how Mac’s life works.   It’s never over and Murdoc will never be gone...I hope. 

[knightofbalance-13]

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Somebody get me the “Soku acts racist” file.

I remember hating it and I still do with how it progresses (especially since this is suppose to be based off real life minorities) is how the humans mostly fair skinned one’s too (ironic huh?) are the worse people in remnant.

Soku what the fuck is your point here? I only understand AFTER reading the rest of this post, you formatted this statement so terribly I couldn’t initially get your point.

Also if I go to Africa and see a bunch of warlords running around the place, does that make all black people bad like you imply here with Remnant and light skinned people? Of fucking course not, because that country is majorly inhabited by black people: no fucking shit the bad ones are probably black. Just like in America, where most criminals are white because white people are the majority here.

The faunus were promised equality after humans unjustly slaughtered them based on appearance with no retaliation as well.

they gifted them a shitty island with barely any resources.

Their kids laughed at the genocide resulting in a just smack in the mouth and before that smack happened after they laughing they called them trash, animals etc (which even if they are the point is that they’re being intentionally bigoted for laughs.)

Instead of incapacitating them four girls had no problem killing them.

An asian coded white woman is using them intentionally as canon fodder for some reason.

Faunus are so afraid a large portion of the population did not want to leave their island.

In the adam short humans attack them because they’re faunus, and the leader Ghira just tries to tell them they don’t want trouble, and they’re surprised when the faunus defend themselves.

Wow wow wow!

Hold it right there asshole.

A. None of these actions aside from ONE is seen as good or even acceptable and we’ll get to that.

Qrow acts disguisted at the actions of those people.

Oobleck is outright horrified by the existence of Meangrie.

The audience is SUPPOSE to hate those girls/

Cinder is a fucking amoral sadist

Blake acts indignaunt because of that

And they were SUPPOSE TO BE BAD PEOPLE.

The only one that is excusable here is the one where RWBY ‘killed’ WF members...WHO WERE TRYING TONKILL THEM AND CAUSE A TERRORIST ATTACK. It was self defense in no ambiguious terms. Since WHEN is it racist to defend yourself from trying to kill you?!

So far the only place with a faunus headmaster has bars and probably other places where faunus aren’t even allowed….in a place where it’s described as the world’s black market crimehole.

Gee, whodithunk? A shithole has shitty people living in it. Big fucking shocker, have you not seen a run down city before?

Humans have been getting progressively worse and worse as the series goes one (not to say the faunus aren’t any better, miles and kerry couldn’t write minorities if their lives depended on it.)

A. it’s “on”, for a guy who gets on my back for grammar and spelling, you sure do make a lot of grammar and spelling mistakes.

B. No fucking shit. Remnant is an awful place to live. That is the point.

And C. How the fuck are they failing to write minorities if they just treat them the same as everyone else, which is the fucking point of equality? Or do you think every single minority character needs to be a Mary Sue?

But humans are literally staging attacks on faunus just because their faunus. (hey at least miles and kerry got that part right, white people seem to be a big source of the problem right now.) When is weiss’s mother gonna call the cops on blake’s family having a barbecue?

Okay-

Consider BLM has been acting more and more like the fucking White Fang, don’t go trying to pin this shit on a race. Or maybe people should listen to those people over there claiming white people hold no faults. After all, you’re both preaching the same shit just absolving a difference race so who cares who they listen to?

I would have tried

Point is the humans are supposed to be at least in mile and kerry’s case the “sympathetic” ones,  they mention this many times, one of them being when qrow is explaining humans hunting down faunus just to kill them cause they’re “threatened.” and yet the humans seem to be the biggest problem remnant has, not the faunus, not the white fang, especially if the latter can be stopped by scared islanders with tiki torches!?! *sigh* why are miles and kerry, miles and kerry?

... HOW HIGH ARE YOU?!

No seriously, how many drugs did you take to think the message was that the humans were suppose to be sympathetic.

There is precisely ONE sympathetic human character related to the White Fang plotline. Weiss and even SHE is considered more flawed than her Fanaus counterpart in Blake. As for sympathetic Fanaus characters? Blake, Ghira, Kali, Sienna Khan, Illa-

It’s easier to name the NON sympathetic characters who are Fanaus: Adam. ... That is all. 

The fact that you think that the narrative is telling you that the HUMANS are the sympathetic ones is fucking laughable and goes to show your racism: you think anyone who looks white (and I do mean LOOKS white because Miles is half Mexician you fucking racist) thinks the struggles of minorities is unsympathetic.

Meanwhile humans are either indifferent or literally attacking them with adam being the only faunus radical cause all the other white fang are faceless dudes with no personality.

... This literally so conflicted he tries bitching about two different, incompatible things at once. Dumbass.

I can guarantee you that if let’s say the black panthers or the kkk were gonna scale a large scale attack, you’d have people from both disagree, defect, learn the error of their ways. the only one we had as tuckson out of hundreds! Oh and the faunus who came to that meeting in volume 2 cause roman lied that he was gonna take down an oppressive government in order to replace it with a better one that will also benefit the faunus, and a majority of those faunus were young adults willing to give their lives on this plan.

Actually, considering the shit BLM pulls now and the shit the alt right pulls now as well: it’s not that fucking easy.  People just don’t magically learn the error of their ways. many of them are like Illa: conflicted yes but still trying to justify the actions of their group due to their own personal pain.

So I guess you don’t understand black people as well as white people.

Meanwhile humans, even our heroes have zero investment in how the faunus are feeling, they sit there blinking as a girl gets bullied and do nothing, they have yet to say a thing about the faunus racism, or how blake must feel.

THEY ARE SAVING THE ENTIRE PLANET. NOT JUST ONE RACE, FROM A GENOCIDAL SOCIOPATH.

They have more important shit to take care of than racial tensions. Oh wait, you couldn’t give a racist shit about humans (read: white people) if your life depended on it.

Yang’s just made cause her pussy (which isn’t even her girlfriend) isn’t attending to her pussy. She never even considers “hey she could be in danger.” and in the writers commentary miles and kerry state how it’s public knowledge of minstral being prejudice against faunus and if it’s public knowledge why doesn’t anyone consider maybe she can’t walk around without probably being attacked in the crimehole of remnant!?

A. I am god damn sure that is homophobic, reducing someone down to their fucking sexuality rather than who they are as a person.

B. And Blake never thought maybe she shouldn’t abandon the girl with abandonment issues. Gee, almost like there is NO difference between people of different races.

And C. BLAKE CAN HANDLE HERSELF. She is a Huntress is training! And has a constant bodyguard in the form of Sun/Illa.

This fucking series man. 

This series is it’s own laugh track.

Yes, your backwards delusions is the show and the laughter of everyone mocking you for your shit is a laugh track.

And BLM isn’t a racist organization.

Seriously Soku, go fuck yourself.

[optimisticcritique]

Gotham 4x01 - Re-watch review 

Preparing myself for Gotham coming back. I also need an outlet for Gotham feels so here this is. If anyone thinks I should do more, let me know. 

Wow, has it really been 3 seasons of nightmares for Jon? How long has he been awake again? 

Bruce taking on a mask! And totally gives me Smallville flashbacks with his ‘suit’. I sometimes forget that Bruce has been trained for so long. I appreciate the show giving Bruce skills that don’t feel out of nowhere.

Why did the man wait until after being beaten to mention the license? Wave it in his face, dude! 

Cutting a cake with a chainsaw. I should totally do that one day, as long as I don’t cut someone in half in the process. Don’t want to ruin the cake. 

I am surprised the men didn’t take some cake before robbing. That’s what I would have done. I mean, you might as well get some free cake out of it...that’s all I’m saying. 

The groom buying the cheap ring gag XD I love it. Can’t afford an expensive ring in Gotham? Imagine that. 

“Excuse me, hi.” Only Victor could be such a gentleman and threatening at the same time. 

I love that they have to state Victor’s name like they are reminding the audience. You know, just in case we already didn’t know him or fantasize about him becoming a regular... It’s not like he has a huge fan base or anything. Perhaps reminding new comers--who probably came into the show after seeing scarecrow/Batboy promos--that Victor is boss and must be known. 

And Victor saves the wedding from being-yeah, just kidding. He totally just delayed the inevitable. 

Penguin changes his crime boss game, along with his hair game. I am in the minority that kind of likes this new hair style. Although, I am pretty sure he just wanted to fool people into thinking he grew a couple of inches by making his hair taller.  

Is Penguin progressing or regressing? 

Harvey makes a great captain. Not without issues but still good at being in charge. This is where he tries to keep Jim in line....hahahaha good luck with that. Most people have tried and failed. No one puts Jim in the corner if he has anything to do with it! 

Mr. Pennnnn! I love Mr. Penn. Mr. Penn is pure. Mr. Penn is life. He IS the show. 

Alfred tries to create more slow burn on the Batman build up. Bruce is stubborn and ignores Alfred. Who would have predicted this?

I am sure these men pushing and bullying Jon isn’t going to bite them later on. 

Many people in Gotham live their greatest fears...which surprisingly isn’t simply living in Gotham or being Jim’s next love interest. 

I love that Harvey thinks that threatening to fire Jim will do anything. 

#Asylum management problems #shocker

How would you describe Victor? Just read his fan blogs, you’ll get some kinky answers. Although, I imagine Victor would be so touched to hear Jim and Harvey’s answers.

Plot armor saves Harvey and Jim’s lives.

Selina shows just how great of an actress she would be in another life...wait a minute...

Tabby + big sis = happy me. Showing how to torture and murder? She is the best influence. 

The part where Batboy visits Jim and disappears is still one of my favorite moments. On that note, pretty sure there is a extended scene where Jim looks around, only to find Bruce hiding behind a desk. 

Gothamites are still confused why Penguin has his BF on ice. Of course, Oswald is honest and tells the truth, giving a story similar to Freeze

A coincidence that he says brain disease and then Ed’s brain is...? 

 “It’s over” . Um...Jim...what exactly are you expecting? Just the licenses? I almost feel he expects this scenario: Oswald quits. He’s done trying to be a crime boss after he cannot control one gang and loses licenses. He decides to retire to an igloo somewhere to go live with the penguins. Gotham lives in peace. 

Ugh kill me. Just when you think Oswald might be entirely cold toward Ed (no pun intended), he proves that he does in fact still care. You don’t fool anyone Ozzie! 

Ivy reminds me why I love her so much. So observant lol Going to miss Maggie. Oswald should really get a room for him and his Ed-sycle...but I’m afraid of the repercussions of that. 

Jon realizes his true calling as Scarecrow...not to be confused with being an actual scarecrow. Made that mistake once. 

Bruce and Penguin! I petition more scenes with them. 

Ivy gets ignored, as Selina forgets they were friends and doesn’t stick up for her. It’s okay. I still love you Ivy.

 Batcat having a nice moment. This apology is the first of many Bruce will have regarding his jerk attitude, I’m sure. 

Ouch. Don’t mention the cinema Alfred. 

Penguin fantasizes his ex haunting him and falls into the arms of his on/off boyfriend. 

Is it my imagination or did Tabby do more to save the day than the GCPD did in this episode? 

I am so surprised Mr. Penn didn’t get in a bind over giving Bruce that list. 

Over all: I love this premiere. Lots of great character interactions and building up the season nicely. Everyone got some good moments. I also love the balance of tone. While there was some plot armor and bullying into more villainy, it isn’t all that surprising.  

Best performance: Cory. His performance was so chilling. Such a cool dude...okay, while he is an amazing actor,  I actually have to give it to Charlie Tahan in this episode. He was impressive and did a great job. Only wish he could have continued to play this character but I wish him well. 

Next Review: 4x02

[heathkeith]

Book Blog - The Summer I Turned Pretty Series (Jenny Han)

WARNING!!! THIS POST CONTAINS SPOILERS!!!

So I’ve gotta say my expectations for this series wasn’t too high. And by that I mean, I thought it’d be a lot like Girl Online and I’d feel super old reading it because of how juvenile everything was and how unrelatable it’d be...

But I was pleasantly surprised at the amount of substance in this series! There is so much character development and while my family definitely doesn’t have a summer beach house and I’ve never obsessed over a guy since I was 8, I still found so many relatable things in this series. Love? Yes. Unreciprocated love? Absolutely. Heartbreak from the unreciprocated love? You already know it. Loss? Unfortunately yes. Growing up? Well, I would hope this would be relatable!!! haha

**Also, sidenote, I wrote these reviews/reactions after each book, so stay tuned for the complete series thoughts at the very end! :)

The Summer I Turned Pretty was a bit of a slow start as the first book always is; getting to know the characters and places and relationships. But once I felt established in the story, I was hooked. I was a little annoyed at how freaking obsessed Belly was/is with Conrad. Like sure, have a crush. But dear god, like she should not basically have a panic attack every time he even looks in her direction!! 

So yeah... I thought her reactions to him were a little over the top and was very pleased when she had met Cam. I really enjoyed his character and was upset that she basically ghosted him when he had done absolutely nothing wrong. I felt bad for him in the end. 

And of course, one iota of attention from Conrad and Belly is head over heels at the drop of a hat - even though he treats her like absolute shit most of the time. 

I was so freaking upset for Jeremiah, too. That poor boy laid his little heart on the line and Belly could not care less... I know she did, but I just cringed when she was telling Conrad how she felt. Like literally cringing. 

And again, I just don’t get her fascination with him in the first place. She deserves so much better... *cough cough* Jeremiah *cough* But alas, Conrad decided to give her a glance at the end and I gotta say, I didn’t care for it. Luckily there are 2 more books still!

It’s Not Summer Without You was not what I had been expecting at all. The first book looked like Belly was getting her happy ending, and since it involved Conrad, of course, she didn’t get it. Shocker. But it took a little too long for my liking to get to the reason why they weren’t together anymore. And I was tired of hearing Belly complain and mope and pine for Conrad still. It was exhausting to read about so I don’t know how her friends kept up with it!! hahaha

On a serious note, Susannah’s whole story absolutely breaks my heart. She was truly the glue that held everything together. Everything and everyone. When she died, it wasn’t surprising to see everyone kind of fall apart. It really touched a nerve and hit home with me just being able to relate to a person like her who changes the lives of everyone around. As much as I don’t care for Conrad when it comes to Belly. I honestly do care about him as a person. Sure, he deals with things the wrong way, but he is who he is and everything he does has a reason behind it and I’m glad they showed more of that side of him.

Which brings me to Jeremiah. Oh, how I loved reading his chapters!! And WOW did things get juicy QUICK!! 

I was not expecting any of that to happen towards the end but praise Jesus I’m so glad it did! Also loved seeing Belly grow up in that moment and realize that she needed to move on if she ever wanted even a chance at happiness. So Book 2 definitely tops Book 1. Let’s just hope Belly and Jeremiah last a bit longer than Belly and Conrad did and I’m not reading Chapter 1 finding out that they’ve already broken up... 

*I wrote this commentary as I was reading the book, so enjoy my inner thoughts hahaha ;)*

We’ll Always Have Summer started out MUCH better than Book 2! I mean way to just start off nice and calm with Belly in college studying for finals and acing them and going to take a nap and then nonchalantly mentioning Jeremiah in her bed. LIKE WAIT WHAT BACK UP. YES THANK YOU I’M SO HAPPY!!

And then immediately taking this happiness away from literally ALL OF US in the very next chapter... Stupid boys...

AND THEN JESUS CHRIST THIS BOOK IS AN EMOTIONAL ROLLERCOASTER AND I’M ONLY ON CHAPTER 11?!?!

And excuse me, why is she freaking dreaming about CONRAD?!?! I will be so mad if they end up together...

Also, props to Tayler for chilling the fuck out. Well, sort of. But like she’s growing up and she is a really great friend to Belly!

Oh no. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh NOOOOO. Uh-uh. NOPE. I refuse.

Jeremiah’s chapters were welcomed because Jere is sweet and charming and funny and NICE TO BELLY. Why the HELL does Conrad have his own damn chapters??! I mean it’s nice to find out what he’s actually thinking for once, but DO NOT make me start feeling sorry for him. NO.

Again, if she ditches sweet Jeremiah for him, I will be livid. LIVID.

Ok, fam. Like calm down. Sure they’re ‘young’. But is it necessary to react like that?! To outright REFUSE to go to your only daughter’s wedding? Especially when everyone knew one of the boys would marry Belly eventually. Like this shouldn’t be a shocker. I don’t get the dramatics of it.

Great. Of COURSE, Conrad is staying in Cousins, too. This won’t turn into anything. Nope. Never. 

Ok. Wedding plans. More wedding plans.

Conrad GO AWAY.

Sweet baby Jesus. I can’t handle this.

JERE COME BACK.

OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD

Ok. Phew. Everything is fine. Wait. What? NO. What’s happening?!? BELLY JUST SAY NO. DIDN’T YOU LEARN ANYTHING FROM D.A.R.E.?!?! JUST SAY NO!!

God dammit.

I am so pissed.

So. Just finished Book 3. Not happy. I just will NEVER understand going back to some guy who hurts you over and over and over. I will never approve of that and I will judge you for doing that. It’s not okay and I don’t care how ‘in love’ you think you are. People who love you don’t continuously hurt you. Period. God, I’m so disappointed in the way this story turned out.

Positives? Jenny Han is a fantastic storyteller. Homegirl can WRITE!

[essentiallybecauseicant]

Wow, shocker, some thoughts on Erin. Pandemics make you think about the people you’ve lost, I guess.

I’ve been thinking about Erin more than usual recently. I don’t really know why? I guess with the pandemic and everyone reaching out to folks they’ve not spoken to in a while...I don’t know. I know i’ve said it a lot, but I really truly hope she’s doing okay. Like, there’s still love there. A lot of pain, yeah, but still love.

It’s funny, I actually think she and my current partner would get along really well. They’re both way smarter than I am and I like to hear them talk about the things they love. In another life I think they would’ve been friends, their thoughts on philosophy are really similar and they’re both kind and passionate people.

I don’t know why I’m talking about this though. Most of my friends are firmly against the concept of me talking to her again. Them? I looked at Erin’s social media a while ago (yeah, I know, don’t judge me) and I think I recall that they’re going by both she and they series? I wonder which they prefer. I’m going to use a combo from now on just to be safe?

I feel so guilty still for letting them know I was struggling using they pronouns for them back in like 2015 before we broke up. I know it was due to some internalized stuff now, but I can’t imagine how much that must’ve hurt.

Sometimes I wonder now whether or not that was a factor in us breaking up. Honestly, I wouldn’t blame her. I really hope I didn’t fuck them over too badly with that but like goddamn I can’t imagine how difficult it must’ve been to have the person you’re dating be like “I’m having trouble using these pronouns you’re trying out, can I...not?”

There are few things I completely regret in life, but that’s one of them. Erin, if by some miracle you’re reading this? I’m so sorry. There was no excuse, and I’m sorry for whatever pain I might’ve caused with that.

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..

I’ve written so many apologies to Erin, some I’ve actually sent to her, some that only ever existed in the pages of my journal. They’ve been for things that merited apology, like what I talked about above, and for things that I didn’t actually do? Like I wrote several apologies for being cruel and manipulative which...I have done a lot of reflecting in the nearly 5 years since they dumped me, and have done a lot of therapy and talked to a lot of people who have an outside perspective and...I still struggle with the fear that I’m cruel and manipulative without knowing it. Anyway, it makes me wonder if they ever feel bad about how things happened. I wonder if she still hates me, or if they still think I’m...yeah. Anyway.

I can’t talk about these things with most of my friends because they’re always quick to assert that I did nothing wrong and to say that what Erin did to me was callous and I shouldn’t talk to her again. But I think it’s more nuanced than that? A breakup is not a one-way deal, and I know I did things wrong even though I tried my damndest not to. I just...I hope they’re okay. I wonder if they hope the same for me.

Despite it all, I...I do want to talk to them again? Only if she wants to. And I tried to contact them a couple times a few years ago and I didn’t hear anything back, and I don’t want to put her in an uncomfortable position so I’m not going to reach out again. So I guess it’s not going to happen unless she contacts me first? And I doubt they’ll contact me first. So I doubt I’ll ever get to talk to them.

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..

This got rambly again, but it’s also nearly 3AM so I’m not surprised.

Anyway, I’m mournful for the friendship we never got to reestablish. I hope she’s well.

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Edit: holy fuck, I was reading through some of my other complaining blog from back when all the everything happened and I forgot how bad it was? Like now I'm wondering if Claire really was manipulating Erin like it seemed or if Erin really did think I was just that bad? I was so confused and hurt and angry, it was so upsetting. Every time I'm like "oh it wasn't that bad" I'll glance back at posts I made during that time and..... Folks I wanted to die quite a bit. Fuck. There's a lot of baggage there huh? That blog wasn't needlessly complaining at all, it might be the only reason I'm still alive. Jesus.