#audrey makes poor life choices

[audreyii-fic]

I did this thing. I hope it cheers people up.

[daphnebowen]

descendants rise of red thoughts

warning: these are probably nonsensical and just a lot of confusion/venting/random excitement?? but enjoy regardless:

I'm glad that they explained jay, evie, and mal's absence right off the bat 

Uma and mal's relationship >>>

Not me bawling my eyes out already at the mention of Carlos, we all know uma's tears were china's tears 😭😭

Wonderland is GORGEOUS

"DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER" WHERE THE ANGELS USED TO BE

this fight scene is so unrealistic 

LUCIUS MALFOY?!?! (nope it's a dupe)

can I just say Kylie is GORGEOUS in red??

MAD HATTER SON SIGHTING AND I LOVE HOW HIS NAME IS MADDOX

who would have guessed she used the hug with Maddox to steal the Time Machine - hmm, not me!!

Brandy is absolutely KILLING IT her voice is majestic 

but where does Chad fit into all of this??? like isn't he the son of Cinderella but he doesn't look like his dad or mom?

the queen of hearts accent is soooo soothing

she (the queen of hearts) reminds me a LOT of Audrey, in her looks, her mannerisms, the way she speaks, her everything, it's kinda crazy 

A MENTION OF CHAD!!! Maybe it's possible! who cares about genetics!!

okay queen of hearts buggy is 🤩🤩

Chloe reminds me so much of evie and red reminds me so much of mal!! this is probably obvious to everyone and on purpose but oh well

WHATS MY NAME REMIXXXXX AHHHH

where's Harry and Gil bro not even a mention of them??? they were uma's best friends bffr

Omg I haven't seen Dara in a lot of other things but she is SLAYING the crazy uliana character 

Chloe running around fixing all the things red's messing around with is so accurate 

WICKED STEPMOM SIGHTING

anyways, the house Cinderella grew up in is soooo accurate to how I pictured it

I don't think poor chloe has ever touched a mop lol

Dara doesn't even sound like herself in this song

THAT EEL FREAKING SCARED ME GAGAHAGAGA IT LOOKS JUST LIKE FLOTSAM AND JETSAM which is probably the point but oh well here I am 

the way my heart DROPPED when she smashed the shoes!!!! 😢😢

oh snap. I did NOT expect red to go there (speaking about the "how did that end up for her?" talking about Chloe's mom) THATS SO AWFUL AND HORRIBLE MY JAW DROPPED

young Cinderella can SINGGGG

Love how they never showed Chloe's feet after she threw her glass shoes into the fireplace 😂 not important but I thought it was funny

love the kid barking and meowing and making Merlin rethink his life choices 

I definitely thought for a second that red was gonna be like "actually, I want to stay in this timeline"

OMG I HOPE THIS WORKS

YESSSS UMAAAA SLAYYYYYY ILYYYY

the costume change for queen of hearts is EVERYTHING

how is Chloe going to explain the broken glass shoes to her mom lol

nothing gets past Uma lol she's ALL KNOWING OUR QUEEN

final thoughts: reaaaalllyyyy wishing we could have brought back more of the og's or even got a little more closure about Carlos and his death. even though I know everyone's moving on and healing and dove especially is distancing herself from Disney and trying to be her own person without that (which, I respect) I still would have liked a cameo, a sort of "passing the torch" thing. without them it kinda was abrupt and strange, but having fairy godmother and Uma definitely benefited the movie. Red and Chloe were definitely well thought out and loveable and relatable characters for me, being a perfectionist myself and having three little troublemaking brothers who want nothing to do with me or my family at all. I feel like there was hardly any real time to get to know the other characters at all though! particularly young Bridget and ella, I definitely would have loved to see more of them. even uliana, although she made such a big impact and interest with her limited amount of screen time, put it to good use and made the most, though I would have wanted more. More backstory between her and Ursula's relationship, perhaps??? Uma and uliana reconciliation?? where is uliana now??? etc etc etc. I feel like the movie was so short there wasn't a ton of time to fully flesh things out and explore the characters and yet the pacing was great for the plot, so I don't know how those two things work together but somehow it felt rushed and yet perfect at the same time?? Like I don't know what they could have added to make it longer. definitely wanted more Uma and fairy godmother banter and updates on all the vks and auradon kids!!! how's Jane!!! ESPECIALLY NOW CARLOS IS NO LONGER WITH US?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? what about Lonnie!! and dizzy and the twins and Doug and Harry and Gil and all those other rascals. good to know Chad's off playing tourney in college and we know mal, Ben, evie, and jay are sailing around the world making amends with other countries and forming alliances. but yeah. overall I was pretty satisfied, obviously I don't think ANYTHING could top the iconic original descendants but I feel like this one did its job. it continued the story and introduced many new characters and a new timeline and plot line that was easy to follow while also leaving room for more and for wanting more. didn't even mention the music but I felt a lot of it was suuuuper repetitive and just this pop thing. where are my ballads!!! my if onlys!!! everything was just like "rotten to the core" or "chillin like a villain" and I wanted some emotional songs. Yes, I love a good pop upbeat song but I don't want an entire movie of them. everyone sang great I think, except I couldn't tell what was real and what was auto tune, but anyways. so yeah, I'd rate this movie a 7.5 out of 10. Pretty decent but still... not the greatest. as to almost be expected without our original cast.

side note: anyone wondering, if Cameron Boyce hadn't passed away, do we think they still would have continued adding on to that original trilogy and storyline or do we think that they would have brought in the new characters and storylines anyway? just a thought, I've always wondering what it would be like if cam hadn't passed. rest in peace xo 💋 

[html-yellowhammer]

I sent them on a three hour tour

(Real ones would know this is actually a redraw of something I did a year ago but I like Gilligans island so I had to bring it back with other outfits they wore during the show.)

Im gonna be honest, I got to into this I made a whole fucking essay about my thoughts and choices behind this and why some characters are who they are in uh. Gillian’s island au.

Gilligan-

Percy and Gilligan share amazing and beautiful traits like; being an annoyance to everyone else, being small, it’s ambiguous if he’s stupid or just accident prone and unlucky, as well as doing anything their captain requests to the best of his ability. Percy takes that last part a little more seriously than Gilligan (if ykyk) as well as the 5 hour tour literally just FEELING like a thing he and Sidney would do together as part of one of their schemes and a first mate role like that is one he would naturally fit into. He also looks great in the first mate costume he should’ve been a cosplayer.

The skipper-

If Percy is Gilligan, Sidney had to be the skipper there’s no other way. That’s kinda my main reason as to why I drew him as the skipper. It helps that he also likes to push Percy around and do a lot of his work for him as well as trying to take a leader role in group situations. Outcomes vary.

Millionaire and his husband-

Alessandro and Seth have basically next to nothing in common with the Howells. Like at all. But I drew them as these two because it just felt odd to make a group drawing and not include either of them, bizarre business there. It’s funny to draw them as these two though because one of the things Alessandro and Seth bond over is being from one of the more poor regions of their country. They also have feelings towards eachother but because of their respective life situations and personality clash, they both know it probably could never work out between them at least not long term. Drawing them as these Howells is fun though because in this universe they’ve been married for 25 years, they’re filthy rich, one of the most relaxed pairs on the island, and Alessandro gets to call him “Lovey” like on the tv show. That’s sweet to me. It’s like an Opposite Day world where they actually achieve their goals lol.

The professor-

Adela much like the professor has a more mysterious background compared to other characters and has a weird amount of knowledge in various helpful things that manifest in fun ways, despite this, Adela never does any inventing things like the professor does, as cool as it would be to see her make a guillotine sad day. They also have a background in botany which is a fun coincidence. She could’ve fixed the boat I know it…

Mary Ann-

Both Mary Ann and Audrey are naive ingenue archetypes with dead and dying parents so that’s a big plus as to why she’s the Mary Ann of the group. Besides that they don’t have too much in common, Mary Ann is a very sweet and subdued lady and while Audrey can be that, she’s much more of an impulsive fidgety geek.

The movie star-

I originally didn’t have a movie star. First thinking about it a yearish ago I thought Louisa would be a good movie star fit but I didn’t have her ref at the time so bummer. A friend of mine said I should’ve drawn Francis as the movie star because he would’ve absolutely rocked the low cut sparkle dresses. This is still up for debate. However I decided to draw Curtis as the movie star for three big reasons. Mary Ann and Ginger are canonically very close. Audrey is already my Mary Ann, so it just made sense to me to have Ginger be someone she’s already close to. Reason two is Ginger is the most influential and socially respected in society because of her wealth, beauty, and numerous roles in tv. Curtis is also influential and socially respected but because he’s a politician not because he’s a good actor. And finally. Reason three. I think if I remember correctly, the skipper had a thing for Ginger on the show. It’s unclear if Sidney likes Curtis romantically or not but this sure was a bonus.

I’m deeply sorry to friends and followers that like my ocs and want to genuinely know them, this is the only way you will. Through my riddles.

[k7l4d4]

K Reviews and Rants: Miraculous Ladybug Season 5! Episode 18

Here we are, time for the "Emotion" review! Oohh boy... this is gonna be an annoying one.

Overall, beyond the issues with this episode in how it tries to shill Marinette and Zoe's friendship, Felix literally trying to wipe out Paris and all of humanity just because he can and the show framing it as "him having no choice" and "just doing what he needs to," the biggest issue with this episode is it's criticism of "the rich."

Like, I know, "eat the rich" is a thing, and there are a LOT of exploitative jerks who take advantage of the lower class in the world. But this? What this did was try and present a bunch of teenagers just being spoiled brats and doing nothing but being uncomfortable with a "poor person" around them as deserving of Felix's pointless rampage. It tries to have Zoe critique them by labeling them as "braindead zombies," which if anything makes Felix's actions WORSE because it makes them come off as not a threat, just annoyances. And what really sinks it home how shallow this episode's "message" is... is how it doesn't criticize the biggest Rich Hate Sinks in the show, Andre and Audrey. Oh it takes a stab at Gabe, but he's meant to be sympathetic later on (emphasis on "meant to be"), but the series has already downplayed how much of a corrupt official Andre is and ignores how horrible Audrey is as a person in favor of making her toxic control over Andre a joke and blowing off her emotional and verbal abuse of BOTH her daughters. It's aimless, weak, and just doesn't seem to have any overarching POINT to it.

Anyway, that's my two cents in hindsight. Onto the review!

Episode 18: Emotion 

And we start off with Andre giving a "couples' ice cream" to Adrien and Marinette, and aside from acting like a bit of a brat and demanding that there's no drama going on, he doesn't look like he'll go Akuma for once. 

And another near kiss between Adrien and Marinette got killed. Albeit this time it doesn't look like supernatural BS by Gabriel, just regular BS. 

Marinette is worried at how "weird" Adrien is being lately, and tries to get intel from Nino about what's happening to him... and we more or less get yet another case of the show trying to act as if Marinette's stalking was some big joke they could wink and nudge about. 

And now we have Marinette learning about the Diamond Dance. From Alya. Which, granted, wouldn't be so bad since Alya is a journalist... but she apparently didn't even do the research, she just "knows about it" and used Alliance to pull up the info for Marinette. 

Now we get a scene of Kagami training in swordsmanship with Tomoe, before...ughh... Lila shows up. Nope, not gonna mention how royally idiotic her still believing anything Lila says is, I'm not gonna do it. 

...PFFFT. Wow, I genuinely cannot tell if Kagami is that fucking dense or she is genuinely throwing shade at Lila. "You're not a precious stone, you're just a stone." Best line in this mess. 

If this is meant to be Kagami having an "autism" moment, though, I'm not impressed.

Zoe making a "joke" comparing the attendants of the Diamond Dance (the sons and daughters of Paris' elite) to a party of brain-eating Zombies is gonna set the tone for things. The unironic description of the children of the 1% in such a way is all kinds of toxic and obnoxious to me. 

We get a tiny reference to Zoe's life in New York (no real details beyond the "rich brats making her life a nightmare at school"). 

And a moment of Zoe shilling how "Marinette taught her not to let her family control her life" despite the fact that, by all accounts, THEY NEVER DID. 

I honestly just have no words at the moment. I can barely follow along with whatever thought process the writers are having Marinette go through right now. All I can get is that Marinette thinks she needs to "save" Adrien from his dad... again. 

Also, the masquerade masks acting as the invitations just screams obnoxious to me. 

Oh, and yet more proof that Gabe is a fucking hypocrite who puts his need for control over whatever alleged "love" he has for Adrien as his son.

The one upside is that we are getting more signs that Gabriel is gonna cut Lila loose... which is both one of the smartest and dumbest things he could possibly do. Smart since she's a manipulative troublemaker who isn't nearly as useful as she presents herself as, dumb because she's far too close to his operations at this point. 

Although the fact that Lila is genuinely dumb enough to think she can dictate terms to the guy who is literally HER BOSS makes his decision even smarter. This level of arrogant self-assurance and ignorance of reality is one of the biggest reasons her being so successful baffles me. 

Now we get a "funny" moment involving Andre, Audrey, and Chloe arriving at the ball.

Chloe describing Adrien as "the traitor" just sounds so completely and utterly WRONG to me. Like, it adds nothing and just sounds awkward with her voice. It's the issue with the lead-up to her becoming Sole Destroyer all over again. She just DOES NOT SOUND RIGHT when they try and put words nastier than kindergarten grade bullying in her mouth. 

Marinette's reasoning for why she's even going to the party screams of plot contrivance. She's literally forcing herself into a party she wasn't ever invited to... just to tell Adrien that it'd be okay if he told her about it and that she wouldn't have minded if he had to go but didn't want to. All things she could literally have just TEXTED HIM ABOUT. IT IS NOT THAT FUCKING HARD!!! 

There's one big fucking hole in Marinette's plan to infiltrate the dance: even if she has an invitation, she's walking through the front-door. While paparazzi are mobbing the entrance for photos, and unlike in Inside Job, they aren't just going to conveniently lose all ability to notice her. 

And we get Adrien's arrival and then his staring weirdly intently at Kagami's ring. THAT doesn't mean ANYTHING at all, I'm sure. /s 

And now Amelie is on the scene. And we get a scene of Amelia accusing Gabriel of having "changed" since whatever happened to Emilie, which doesn't make a lick of sense since Adrien, consistently, has described Gabe as ALWAYS having been this much of an ass.

And NOW we get a scene of Amelie criticizing Nathalie for going along with the "different" Gabe... and Nathalie going, sorry but I have no choice. The FUCK YOU DON'T WOMAN!! This, shit like THIS, is why them trying to make Nathalie redeemable DOES NOT FUCKING WORK!!! 

"There's always a choice, Nathalie," AMELIE IS THE LAST PERSON WHO SHOULD BE SAYING THIS!! She KNOWINGLY harbored her son from the heroes, CHOOSING to shield him from the consequences of his actions!! She does not get to say shit like this!! 

I'm honestly just baffled that the security detail isn't concerned on any level by how out of place Marinette is. Not to be classist, but literally EVERYONE looks dressed up, whereas she's... casual. Granted, so would Zoe, so maybe they somehow knew that's the kind of style Zoe likes? Who knows. 

And now, after using the mask/invitation to get in, she's just "suddenly dolled up to the nines," in the same ritzy style as the rest of the guests are. HOW!? Is, is it some kind of super-tech or something?? That would honestly be believable, IF we were given ANY kind of explanation at all!! 

And now we get Chloe shoving her face in the disguised Marinette's, with Marinette using Zoe's name... I'm honestly baffled on why Chloe doesn't recognize her, since she should know damn well that Zoe had an invitation and recognize Marinette's voice... nope, not gonna think about it, that way lies madness. Also, they are really hitting all the "shallow, vapid brat" stereotypes with her today, huh? 

The way she more or less implied that all rich kids have underlings makes me want to drive my head against a wall. Like, this is just obnoxiously stereotypical. THIS is what Astruc is dead set on implying is the deepest evil humanity can sink to!? THIS!? Also, her stating that they make fun of their "underlings" doesn't make a lick of sense since Chloe hasn't really ever made fun of Sabrina. She, at worst, just takes advantage of her.

We get a few brief muffled snippets of conversations of the other rich kids and, again, they are basically just cardboard cutouts of Chloe's post-flanderization personality. This is literally a "party" of walking stereotypes. Kagami and Adrien then have a conversation, with Kagami questioning why Adrien kissed her hand "because he's in love with Marinette," which is the kind of thing that's really shoehorned in. At a big fancy event like this, I'm pretty sure he would be expected to do that REGARDLESS OF HIS FEELINGS. 

Adrien, who I'm "suspecting" is not Adrien, asks Kagami if she's jealous. Kagami honestly answers, and I'm just... why? WHY!? Why would EITHER of them CARE enough to talk about this!? Is this meant to be a set-up of some kind?? I don't get what this is meant to introduce!! WHAT IS THE POINT OF THIS AWKWARD CONVERSATION!? 

Also, the way Kagami phrases her reaction as "shutting off her feelings" feels icky to me. If this is meant to be some kind of neurodivergence wink and a nudge, MY ANGER RISES. But even if it isn't, the set-up, treating emotions like something you have to "turn off for other people's happiness" DISGUSTS ME on so many levels!! You don't have to stop loving someone to want to support their happiness with somebody else!! God fucking DAMMIT I thought we were past this shit!! And now we get "Adrien" calling Kagami "his Queen." I am creeped out on so many levels, since he's not even pretending to talk like Adrien by now. 

Kagami saying things like "I am the descendant of Samurai women, we follow orders because we choose to" makes me want to puke. THIS is the kind of shit that I find infuriating, because they are all but blatantly stating that she is being emotionally abused and gaslit, and that's not even going into the implications she's a fucking SENTIMONSTER!!! God dammit does this infuriate me. 

"Let's leave." "Are you insane, we can't do that!" "Of course we can, I can." Well THAT isn't ominous at fucking ALL.

The way they frame Kagami realizing "Adrien" is serious as something interesting weirds me the fuck out. It comes off as kinda predatory, like him being someone who knows something deeply personal about another and intending to exploit her over it, with her being none the wiser. 

And after the remainder of that awkward "conversation," we get the sight of them before the guests of the Diamond Dance... and Marinette immediately rushes for Adrien. ...She's supposed to be SMART, right? RIGHT!? 

Honestly, even if she HAD been invited, her basically shoulder-checking her way past the other guests to get to Adrien SHOULD HAVE gotten her kicked out of this idiotic ball. 

And now she's in front of "Adrien" rambling like an idiot. Telling "him" things that she could've just fucking TEXTED HIM. Deep breathes... deep breathes... And now we get Marinette and Fadrian dancing together, nothing uncomfortable about that at all, while Chloe tries to rally the guests... who all can't bring themselves to touch Marinette for the most superficial reasons imaginable. Astruc really wasn't even TRYING. 

Also, for once? Chloe's basically entirely in the right about all this. While her elitist attitude is deplorable, not only does Marinette not have permission to be there at all, she had already massively disrupted the entire (boring, dull, unoriginal) party. I'm just wondering why the HELL none of the fully human security detail members from outside the ballroom itself haven't been called in to kick her out!? It's not as if she (in her civilian form) has any kind of powers that would let her get the drop on things!!

Also, I'm mildly surprised that Gabe hasn't tried ordering F-Adrien to pull away and stop dancing with her... but that would spoil the surprise, now wouldn't it? It's not as if he's had any problem using his power over Adrien in as unsubtle ways possible BEFORE today. 

"They're all looking at me like I'm a monster," Marinette, please shut the fuck up. They aren't looking at you like you're a monster, they are looking at you like you are someone who broke into a party you had no business being at under false pretenses (and being too much of a bunch of whiny brats to want to remove by their own power). Also, it's really "funny" how the only adults present are Gabe, Tomoe, Audrey, and Andre. 

For a so-called gathering of the Elite. 

"Look closer Marinette, THEY'RE the monsters." Why? What have they done, IN ANY WAY, to be described that harshly!? Adrien's a fucking shut-in, so it's not as if he knows any of these people, the worst you can say about them is that they are spoiled!! They aren't monsters, they are just people, people who don't yet know better, and whose only crime is being part of a group you don't fucking LIKE!!! GET THE ABSOLUTE FUCK OVER YOURSELF ASTRUC!!! 

Of fucking COURSE it's fucking Felix!! All it took was him saying something totally out of character within earshot of Marinette for it to make any kind of sense!! Also, I kinda just "love" how Marinette instantly thinks Felix "did something to Adrien," which doesn't make any sense given his track record. Even at his worst up until now, all Felix really did was impersonate Adrien and tried to damage his reputation. So her thinking he "did something to Adrien" just... feels insanely stupid.

Now we get Chloe literally JUMPING on Marinette to tear off her mask... instead of just calling in security from outside. Because WHY THE FUCK NOT!? Oh, and Felix is transforming in public, I guess. 

Wait, NOW I see the other adults, they were just out of most of the shots. 

"I can wipe out anyone bathed in the light of the Red Moon with the snap of my feathers!" Question: When did Felix get the fucking Rooster Miraculous? You know, the one that is supposed to grant people any superpower they can imagine so long as it doesn't violate some utterly arbitrary rule? 

And also, WHAT THE FUCK DID ANY OF THOSE PEOPLE DO TO DESERVE GETTING WIPED OUT AT ALL!? 

Argos honestly works fairly well as a delusional villain, honestly. He talks like he's "wiping people out" for some kind of moral basis, but literally EVERY TIME HE HAS SHOWED UP, he has done nothing but torment Adrien, damage his social life, enable Gabe's cruelty, so on and so forth to utterly idiotic degrees. Him acting like what he's doing is for the sake of others is BULLSHIT. He just wants to be the one doing the controlling. 

Kagami screaming in horror at the sight of her mother being wiped out is honestly the most believable part of this whole episode. As much as Tomoe has been shoehorned into the role of being a villain, Kagami genuinely CARES about her, which makes Felix's attitude even more stupid. Literally all of this is just him power-tripping over getting to do whatever the fuck he wants to the people around him. 

"Adrien is the last person I would want to hurt" LIES!! FUCKING LIES!! YOU LITERALLY DID NOTHING BUT TRY AND DAMAGE HIS REPUTATION THE LAST FEW TIMES YOU HAVE BEEN AROUND!! HOW DO YOU THINK THAT ISN'T HURTING HIM YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!?

Now we get a cringe-inducing musical number. Like, the lyrics alone basically spell out that Felix is a selfish hypocrite who only cares about anything so far as it relates to him getting what he wants. 

Also, while he's right in that he isn't working for Monarch/Hawkmoth/WHOEVER THE FUCK HE IS, him acting as if he needed to hand over all the Miraculouses "for his plans" when he literally had the perfect Miraculous for stealing the Peacock without any problem at all just reeks of self-serving hypocrisy. 

And now we get to the root of his hypocrisy. His wish wouldn't even be BAD if he hasn't been consistently a self-serving hypocritical douche-canoe all this fucking TIME. The fact that he's labeling Marinette with the "controlling others, deciding others' fates" BS just spells that out. He doesn't know what he's talking about, and he doesn't fucking CARE. He just wants free rein to do what HE wants and fuck the consequences towards anyone else. Also, he can't realistically use snapping her away as a threat because he's already revealed he needs her to stick around. 

Also, them trying to make him sound sympathetic by acting like he has "nothing to lose" just screams "PITY ME!!" at max volume. It falls flat with how much of a selfish and despicable tool they've made him out to be. This isn't revealing someone previously thought bad has depths no one had considered (like what it looked like they were doing with Chloe in Season 2), this is them trying to ignore how blatantly hypocritical this idiot is. 

Like, he literally just admitted he would rather wipe out EVERYONE in the world if he has to if it means getting his way. 

"The whole world has been bathed in the light of the Red Moon." Seriously? Like, seriously. It's a spherical object hovering over the sky of Paris. It's not even covering ALL OF FRANCE, let alone the world. 

"All of humanity will disappear if you don't hand it over!" BECAUSE OF YOU!! YOU ARE TRYING TO PIN THE BLAME ON HER FOR YOUR FUCKING CRIMES YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!! 

And we get some scenes of Felix wandering an empty Paris before getting confronted by Kagami. Ugghhh....

And he reveals he can bring people back, fantastic. 

If the transformations are meant to block people from realizing someone is transformed, how did Adrien notice that Argos is Felix? HOW!? Also, we literally fucking SAW Red Moon get created during the ball, so just... did he make TWO OF THEM? AND USED A SMALLER ONE IN PRIVATE OR SOMETHING??? 

Him calling Adrien his "favorite cousin" is a bad joke. Adrien is his ONLY fucking cousin, and he routinely treats him like shit. Unless Felix is delusional beyond words, this comes off more as him mocking Adrien for "not having the guts to stand up to his oppressors." 

Seriously, them framing the wholesale slaughter of the entirety of Paris as "saving Adrien" and conveniently ignoring how literally NOTHING Felix has ever done or said to Adrien prior to this has been anything other then malicious really makes me feel sick to my stomach. 

Okay, so he DID make the stupid thing earlier. Still doesn't explain how he made it disappear and reappear, OR how Adrien could see through his transformation. Also, he's apparently been stalking Adrien for WHO KNOWS how long, yet the knowledge that Adrien is in Love with Marinette came as a SURPRISE TO HIM!? WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT IS THIS!? 

Wow, how convenient of him to ignore how he tried to ruin Adrien's social life. And tormented his friends pretending to be him. And all the other times he's done nothing but make life harder for the people he allegedly cares for to satisfy his personal whims. This... this is just some delusional psycho throwing a tantrum. I think I'm gonna throw up. 

I just... I just cannot take this seriously. Felix has been consistently utterly malicious and self-serving all this time. Trying to reframe that as him giving a shit about Adrien (who he hasn't properly seen in years and tried to ruin the life of) and Kagami (who he doesn't even fucking KNOW) just doesn't WORK. 

"Do you really think I'm that evil?" Yes. Yes they do. Because you literally ACT that evil. You literally threatened to WIPE OUT THE WORLD just to get your own way.

Something's wrong, I can usually bring back whoever I want!" How would you even KNOW THAT!? HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE YOU BEEN TESTING THIS FUCKED UP POWER ON IN SECRET!? 

Again, them trying to make him sound remorseful DOES NOT FUCKING WORK when he didn't have any problem wiping out ALL OF FUCKING PARIS. 

"I never meant to hurt you two," THAT IS FUCKING NEWS TO ME!! CONSIDERING YOU LITERALLY TRIED TO RUIN ADRIEN'S PERSONAL LIFE YOUR VERY FIRST DAY BACK IN PARIS!!! 

If him talking so remorsefully to the non-sentient orb in the sky he made is supposed to be touching, it fails. He just looks unhinged. 

And now we learn that Amelie knew all along about Felix being Argos and what he was planning. Mother of the fucking year people!!! You can't make her come across as sympathetic when she's the accomplice of the guy who tried to genocide Paris. 

And it's done. I'm just... drained by this. I don't hate this as much as the prior episode, even if I am infuriated by it, since my anger is more inflamed by... things going on in the world being carried over to the writing here. These writers are fucking HACKS.

[cobaltswriting]

"Are you aware that a lot of these 'tiny issues' and 'malfunctions' that you decided to overlook are the reason behind the larger issues?"

"Not this again... I told you, you're a junior engineer, you're not authorised to-"

The Captain held up his hand, silencing the Chief Engineer.

"...This is actually the first I've heard of it. Continue, Engineer...?"

"Ramirez. Audrey Ramirez."

"Well, Engineer Ramirez?"

The junior engineer took a breath to steady herself before speaking.

"A lot of these smaller issues are supposed to be failsafes, in order to keep the major issues from happening. Like, whenever we have the engine overheating, there are supposed to be heatsinks to divert that heat, instead of it being an ship-threatening emergency. Those heatsinks are currently broken, and in need of repairs or replacements. Whenever a missile fails to launch, there is supposed to be a secondary firing system to launch it. And if that fails, then a small localized EMP is used to disable the missile, rather than risking it exploding while still in the port. You shouldn't be surprised to know that both of those failsafes are in need of maintenance."

Audrey listed off many many other issues, most of which had failsafes which had been deemed 'tiny issues and malfunctions'.

The Captain was shocked.

"...How did no-one else realise this?"

Ramirez looked at the Chief Engineer, who was looking pale and scared by now.

"Ramirez, don't you d-"

"Sheer laziness, Captain. All of Engineering knows these problems, but refuse to deal with it out of laziness, despite the fact that if we fixed these failsafes, the end result would be having a lot less work than we do now, and far fewer emergencies."

The Captain's eyes moved to the Chief Engineer.

"... No longer. You will remedy this, Chief Engineer. You, and several other of the most skilled members of the crew, will be excused from this duty, but you will be organizing and directing the others to these tiny issues to fix them. If a larger issue occurs while they are at work, it will be down to you and the most skilled mechanics to fix it."

The Captain looked to Engineer Ramirez.

"...Audrey Ramirez will be promoted and will be part of your group-"

"I appreciate the promotion, Captain, but I would rather be part of the group fixing these issues."

"...Ramirez?"

"This issue was caused by laziness. It seems like a poor choice for you to let too many people continue to be lazy while this is being fixed. I believe that the Chief Engineer and the most skilled in the department, while lazy, will be enough to deal with any major emergencies."

The Captain considered this, while the Chief Engineer was seething, glaring daggers at Ramirez.

"...True enough. You will be part of the groups fixing the various issues around the ship, then. And Chief Engineer..." His eyes moved back to the Chief. "...I know you are angry at her, but you are not to punish Ramirez at all. If I get even a WHISPER that you are abusing your position to make her life a misery, she will be replacing you far sooner than she ordinarily would be. Do I make myself clear?"

"...Yes, Captain." He said, gritting his teeth.

"I will want regular reports on the progress, and I will clear space for a meeting with the both of you again when you have solved all of the issues. And hopefully the ship will be running a whole lot smoother by then." The Captain stood up, surverying both the Chief and Junior Engineer in front of him for a few moments, before nodding. "You are dismissed. Get back to your tasks."

Centuries into a generation ship’s journey, the ship has a constant plethora of tiny issues and malfunctions overlooked by most of the crew’s mechanics in favour of the larger issues. In your off-time, you decide to start fixing some of these minor issues and discover some interesting functions.

[gerryland]

In love with fashion, still trying to be Audrey Hepburn Grabs a check, but she spends what she hasn't yet earned Life's a bitch, if you play with fire you get burned The road to riches could throw you off at the next turn Yeah, poor little rich girl Cries her eyes out, it's all part of the show Fell in love with the fast life but started it slow Loves creative types, slept with every artist she know Comes from high society, but they frown on her actions Instagrams half naked, how she sounds in her captions Always snobby and conceited, she knows what the deal is Wants to party, thumbs through a roll of decks for the dealers yeah 'Cause she said the high was divine The first time is when she kept on searching trying to find Scared to lose it all but everything was nothing inside Couldn't face the truth but everyone's got something to hide It's ironic how conscious she is of how she appear Two hours getting dressed but still can't look herself in the mirror Making poor choices, even at her wealthiest year Was a fast lifestyle that no one helped her to steer, yeah

Downtown love Don't want none of your downtown love

[cosmictulips]

♥️♥️ Your Heart... It Sings..(PAC) ♥️♥️

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So this isn't so much about your love language more so than how I see your feelings toward love. your love story essentially. the kind of love you attract and want. what your heart yearns for. it'll make sense when we get into it. so Pick a song, and I'll tell you the story of your... love.

1, 2, 3

Pile 1!

I don't wanna live for nothing, just wanna be something, I never knew what it took to win. Don't wanna live for nothing, just wanna be something, I never knew we'd be more then friends. do you hear me now?

ahhh what a beautiful song haha. so you chose the song Hear Me Now by Bad Wolves. honestly, I'd give it a listen it's very beautiful haha.

the songs meaning talks about a couple really trying to understand their emotions for one another. perhaps they met when they were younger or during a rougher time. they separated and then came back.

some other songs this reminds me of:: 1. If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn by Sleeping with Sirens 2. Gravity of You by Stars Set 3. C'est Pas Si Loin by The Bunny the Bear 4. Poison and Wine by Civil Wars 5. Good Enough --- Evanescence 6. This Love by Taylor Swift 7. Rain by Breaking Benjamin

Your cards! :: knight of Cups, Knight of Wands, 03 of Swords, the World, the Fool, Queen of Pentacles, 9 of pentacles, 02 of Pentacles

so to me, your love story is that of lovers turned distant and back to lovers lmao. you both present as this 3 of swords energy. hardended and wounded from past loves. and hell you may thought you could have loved this person as well.

but whether due to life, poor choices etc, you left this person. but they never fully leave you. and it could be years from now. when you both have lived a full life, or it could be a couple of months and you two run into each other, but you two find each other again.

and this could also be said about being with this person. the relationship got rough, and you two started feeling distant from one another. but something brought you two back together. just when you two were about to end it, you kept fighting.

and to me, this is your love story. the themes to your love life. you want something substantial and long lasting. but you are terrified that the other person has given up because so many have before.

the love that you seek, and your happily ever after, will lie with someone you didn't expect to hold on just as strongly as you. this love will always be there. when it rains, or snows. and you two find comfort in each other. especially once that fire dies and you realize that they never wanted to let you go.

be weary of miscommunication. always be straight forward about what you want. this love is something slow and will bloom in time. something maybe you both take for granted. but at the end of the day, you are each others rocks. there is no giving up.

pile 2

I don't wanna sleep, I don't wanna dream, 'Cause my dreams don't comfort me -- The way you make me feel -- Waking up to you never felt so real

The song you chose is Comatose by skillet. this makes me think of the more intense love. dare I ask if you have scorpio, capricorn or maybe even taurus energy lol.

some other songs this makes me think of::

1. Eternally Yours --- Motionless in White 2. Starlight --- Starset 3. Everglow --- Starset 4. Earthrise --- Starset lmao a lot of starset I know but it works. 5. If I was your Vampire -- Marilyn Manson 6. Fire Meet Gasoline --- Sia 7. Born to die --- Lana Del Rey

the cards! :: the Wheel of Fortune, Death, The Tower, the Fool, the Empress, 09 of Pentacles, 09 of Cups, Queen of Swords, 10 of Swords

yea, this love is intense. powerful lessons. I feel like for some of you, it's learning how to be more open with this person. I don't want to say jealousy or anything like that. but the love you have for one another is just.. all consuming.

you may not be able to express it with words. I'm seeing a lot of like... cliche kind of things ya know. the constant staring, the poems, giving each other space but never leaving the minds of one another. you don't really know what to do so you hold each other.

you've been searching for so long to give or to find someone who will match that intensity that you do. people will say it's toxic or codependent. but the thing is, it's not. it's mutual. you both understand the silent squeezing of each others hands in public. you don't have to say very many words to one another. your conversations are intense and deep.

You both are naked with each other. you both are .. not necessarily slaves but vulnerable. there is something so raw to this connection that it both scares you, and changes you. this is the kind of connection where you both will be different people if it ever ends. even as you grow old together you look back and notice that you are not the same person.

You both give each other the world. you go through the harshest storms to yield the riches of the earth. traveling together, fine dining, movies. you both go all out. you two are the center of the world, and not anyone else. very protective as well.

it's soft but only in private. you two are fiercely independent but when the quiet hours dawn, you come together. and simply let the world pass.

Pile 3!

Fill my heart with song and let me sing forevermore, You are all I long for, All I worship and adore --- In other words, please be true, In other words, I love you

songs that make me think of this pile lol 1. Lost in You --- 3 Days Grace 2. When you look me in the eyes --- Jonas Brothers 3. When I look at you --- Miley Cyrus 4. Venus -- Sleeping at Last 5. Love Me Tender --- Elvis Presley 6. Put your Head on My Shoulder -- Paul 7. Electric Love --- Borns

the cards:: temperance, the world, the hermit, the hierophant, page of pentacles, ace of pentacles, 08 of swords, 10 of wands, 10 of swords, 04 of cups, 02 of pentacles

there is something so old fashioned but loving and fun about this pile. You have fun with love, and you want to have it even with someone you adore. when you are with someone you want to have those fun amusement park dates, but also something steady and true.

I feel like some of you may have committment fears or issues. you keep people at a certain level. and so I feel very strongly, if you are to fall for anyone, it is going to be someone you have known for a long time. I feel like you want to have all these happy memories but you're afraid of them leaving. so if you keep it casual, they can't hurt you when they ultimately leave.

so I feel like your story starts of slow, and patient. you both will work with one another, afraid to speak up about how much you have fallen. perhaps you have concluded that it's better to be friends because you have hurt them or vice versa. but you can't stop the slow fall.

and before you know it, you both have opened up with each other. you both fight the same fears together and you realize you have more with each other than you realize. and that happily ever after may not be perfect, but you still will enjoy each others company.

you want that stable sturdy love. and you'll get that from them when you both are ready. I feel like it'll be over dinner or something quiet. and you both may just spring it on to one another but it's not a surprise. this is a love that slowly builds, and works through the fears.

and at the end of your lives together, you'll look back and realize you had fun. and it felt very caring and strong. your fears weren't ignored. you simply just kept spending more and more time. it's gentle, and balanced. always listening and helping to heal and overcome burdens.

I hope I'm putting this in a good way. there's something old school about it, and surprising. fearing the worst but learning to release it because this person just wants to dance with you. and make you laugh. and never leave.

[cinewhore]

Worth Every Dime

I’ve been reading a lot about the “Dollar Princess” and this story came to me and hasn’t left me alone since. 

A little history lesson: dollar princesses were American new money heiresses in the late 19th century who married normally broke nobility from Britain to receive a higher title while the men got a large chunk of change.

Authors note: starting to do more original things as I felt that fanfic was pushing me to create in a sort of box I did not wish to be in. Yes, there may be some grammar issues but surely they can be overlooked? It feels nice to write something for me again without the strain of all that comes with sharing your creations. Enjoy it or not. In the words of a great scientist: “I didn’t make him for you!”

Audrey Everett was a handful and she was very aware of that fact. It shown in every aspect of her life, from the elegant outfits she wore to the people she occupied herself with. She enjoyed that no one in particular could manage to rein her in. Her parents, however, found it repulsive.

“You mustn’t act so brash.” Her mother would scold after yet another suitor denounced their pursuits for her hand. “You’ll besmirch our name.”

What’s in a name?

Well, for the Everett’s, it was oil. Lots of it.

James Everett knew how to play his hand right and make risks that even the other professionals in his line of work wouldn’t dream of.*Lucky bastard*, they would whisper behind their glasses during a social gathering. How did he get it all? The money, the house, the wife, the picture perfect family?

The American dream.

It’s yours, too, if you could afford it.

While it was enough for James, his wife proved different and she made sure to remind him of his shortcomings every chance she got.

“Our daughter will never marry and be seen as some sort of spinster. Or worse, incompetent! Barren!” Margaret would hiss at him.

Margaret knew both of those things to be untrue for she had hired the best tutors for Audrey and saw to it that her daughter remained pure after she was caught with the boy from the other side of town.

No, Margaret wanted more. She needed more.

The ad in the paper came to her seemingly out of thin air. All her prayers had been answered.

The plan was simple. A title in exchange for a hand in marriage. There were hundreds of British men searching for their American sweetheart and Margaret was going to ride this train all the way to the bank.

“No.” Audrey would later exhale, glaring down her mother from across the table.

“Do not backtalk me. A bunch of other girls have done the same thing and look where it gets them! A noble title, high status, an estate with servants at every corner. You’ll be treated like a princess.”

Audrey steels herself, perfectly sculpted eyebrow raising. “I know what it gets, mother. A piss poor excuse of a man and a cold home.”

Margaret gestures to Ann, pointing to the table. Ann scurries over quickly, clearing the tea cups and half eaten sandwiches while keeping her head down. Margaret is careful as she gets up from her seat, pacing toward Audrey.

“Do you wish to end up alone? Without someone there to take care of you? Do you not want me to be a grandmother?”

“If my children are to be raised by you then I suppose I’m doing them a favor by never having any.”

The slap was expected.

“You better learn to fix that attitude and mouth of yours because this is happening, your choice or not.”

Audrey took one look at her future husband and one thing was certain: she was going to eat him alive.

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Matilda checked her bags, assuring that everything was in tact. Nothing was amiss as she didn’t have much to her name but it never hurt to be certain.

Fool, she thought. You need to stop acting childish and return home. Shaking her head, Matilda clutches her belongings tightly, looking over her ticket stub. Her trembling fingers rub circles over the material, wearing it down with each passing touch.

The ticket salesmen looked her over twice before handing her the ticket, asking if she needed another. There was no way an unchaperoned woman such as herself was making the trip on her own.

She muttered her thanks, briskly walking off to avoid another form of questioning. Should anyone else ask, Matilda answered them by saying her husband was awaiting her arrival and this proved to be a sufficient answer for most.

The horns from the ship sounded and a startled Matilda jumps onto her feet. The quicker she got aboard, the faster she could get to her new life and leave this messy one behind.

The mixture of foreign languages caressed Matilda’s ears and made her giddy for the world she was preparing to enter. Sure, New York was a melting pot but London was rising from the ashes and she wanted so desperately to belong.

Matilda was lucky that she was able to afford a second class ticket, indulging in the small luxuries it brought her. She was careful not to stray about too much as there were strict rules about where she could and couldn’t be, a natural conformist. It would only be day three of her journey where she would break this rule, scrambling to get to the top deck for fresh air.

The regret and realization began to settle and it reached its lanky hand up Matilda’s throat, helping her empty her stomach and ruined her sleep.

She gasped for air as if it had been stolen from her, hands gripping the railing with loose might. The inky sky stretched on for miles and this is when Matilda knew that there was no turning back.

Sharp whispers break her brief panic and Matilda makes herself smaller as she observes a man and a woman some feet away from her, in a heated conversation. She had half a mind to speak up but the cat had her tongue and was refusing to let go.

From the shadows, Matilda gazes intently as the man grabs the woman by her shoulders, forcing his mouth onto hers. The woman stops in her tracks and it makes Matilda reel backward, afraid that she would be labeled a peeping tom for being present for such an intimate moment.

Before she could sneak away, the jingles of the lady’s jewels adorning her dress causes her to halt.

“..may have my hand but you’ll never have my body or my heart.” The woman spits, struggling in the mans hold.

“If you think I married you for your body then you are sadly mistaken. Do not think for a second that I am without affections but if you wish to keep the title I gave you, you must learn when to be a good girl and take it.”

The irate man makes another advance on the woman but she calculates this and takes a swift step to her left, his foot getting tangled in the bottom of her dress.

Matilda to this day couldn’t accurately recount what she saw as the truth or a figment of her selfish imagination but either way, with a tiny slip, or perhaps it was a push, he went over the railing.

Audrey’s chest heaved as she heard the splash from below, making a careful effort not to look. What she did not see, she couldn’t lie about.

Matilda remained frozen in her position, assessing what to do next. Should she call for help? There had to be some sort of  night patrol. She stopped the thought before it could fully form, not understanding the gravity of the situation laid out before her. There had to be more to this story.

In the span of a week, Audrey Everett had become a bride and a widow.

Gathering her wits and the retched gown she swore to burn after tonight, Audrey begins her descent back to her suite when she stops. The hairs along the back of her neck stand on edge, legs wobbling as she turns her torso. Out of the corner of her eye, nestled beneath a small light, was a figure.

With bated breath, Audrey regards the lady with slight terror and awe. Goosebumps from along her arms, mouth left agape. Their gaze locks, remaining in tact for what felt like an eternity. The rest simply faded into obscurity.

This is the story of how they fell in love.

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

Kickstart My Heart Pt.1 (Racer! Yeosang)

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Pairing: Racer! Kang Yeosang × Waitress/Fuckgirl! Reader (Female)

Genre: Fluff, Angst, 80s AU.

Summary: During an era known for its vibrant colors, eccentric fashion styles and rise of new yet unconventional genres of music, the young generation of that time was infamously known for their need to rebel and live their lives rather scandalously and Y/N is no exception. So when a new and attractive man moves into her town, she has her eyes set on making him her next boy toy.

Word Count: 4K+

Warnings: Dumb attempts at crackhead humor, reader is a cold hearted bitch, guy gets dumped in public, reader's friend is lowkey creepy.

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Throwing on the last article of clothing that had been discarded the night before, the young woman shook out her hair, still damp from the quick shower she just took. Picking up her bag, she looked over at the figure still sleeping soundly, the subtle hint of a smile on his face. With a pitied pout on her lips, she walked over to the edge where his face was. Taking out the lipstick tube from her bag, she applied it all over her lips, painting them in the dark burgundy color that she fancied so much and had practically become her signature hue. Bending over, she pressed her lips against the corners of his mouth, giving him the faintest whisper of a kiss before pulling away. A satisfied smirk was plastered on her pretty features as she stared at the lipstick mark on his face, the only memoir she'd leave him with as she had done with countless others.

Closing the front door behind her, she pulled her denim jacket tighter on her body, shivering slightly from the early dawn's breeze that blew across. It was always like that even though summer had just begun, the early morning hours still feeling obnoxiously cool and then transpiring into slightly uncomfortably warm afternoons that had more than one soul in that quaint town grumbling and fussing about the weather. But oh did the evenings feel absolutely refreshing, and that's when everything would start bustling to life.

Having finally made it out of that small residential area and finding one of the main roads that helped her locate where to go, she started heading south towards the all too familiar diner where she had been working in ever since her school days, first starting part time and eventually transpiring to full time when it came time for her to spread her wings and fly out on her own, a feat she had been most anxious to do to get away from the overly controlling nature of her parents. She knew they cared about her, but she herself cared very little about the morals and principles they had raised her with, a common trait all the young people in that town shared: their rebellious and headstrong nature to not conform and go against everything they had been taught thus far. Live their own lives as freely as they chose to do.

And she definitely lived as she wanted to, even if it ended up with a rather bad reputation and ugly labels that rather than infuriate her, she openly embraced, as others had come to as well.

The light twinkle of the bells above the glass door let the person at the register know someone came in and they immediately plastered on their business smile, which quickly faded when they saw who it was.

"You're late Y/N." The minuscule raven haired waitress informed her, eyes never leaving her coworker's figure that came behind the counter and started punching in her number.

"Only by like 7 minutes." She waved her slip at the nonchalant looking girl before placing it back in its respective slot.

"One day it wouldn't surprise me if you just didn't show up because you got too caught up in.... something else."

Chuckling softly, Y/N walked up behind her coworker, hands coming up to ruffle the cheekbone level bob cut hair framing her unusually small face.

"Awww come on Lynn, you know I'd never leave you hanging here to attend customers by yourself. You're my bestie." Y/N assured her, playfully poking her lips out as she tried to place a kiss on her friend, the poor girl craning her neck away as she tended to dislike physical affection.

"I will squirt ketchup on you." Lynn threatened as she picked up the cherry red bottle as a last resort to get her attacker to back away. A rather noisy struggle ensued between both girls, catching the attention of the owner and cook behind the two doors, prompting her to come out and see what was the cause of such ruckus.

"Well I'll be darned. I don't remember paying you youngsters to simply slack off and behave like the hooligans you are." The middle aged woman spoke up, her thick accent becoming more prominent. Although she had a stern look and hands placed at her hips, the girls knew she was not in reality angry at them.

Looking over at the recently arrived girl, the owner closed her eyes and sighed deeply when she took in the attire she was wearing: low cut white tank, ripped denim shorts that left little to the imagination if she bent down, fishnet tights with a few holes in them, and her beloved denim jacket that was almost always on Y/N's body.

"I swear to god, Y/N , everytime I see you wear them rags you call clothes, I feel like my body is about to collapse. Why must you insist on dressing like a common street worker?"

Y/N wasn't at all offended by her words, having grown used to and becoming fond of her boss's abrupt, direct and honest manner of speaking.

"Gotta start looking the part if I'm going to dedicate my life to the occupation." She giggled at her own joke, resulting in the older woman taking the rag off her apron and smacking her with it.

"This little runt, talking nonsense like that- get your ass back in there and change into your uniform. Can't have you prancing around here in those skimpy clothes and have all these men that come here say disrespectful things about you. Nuh uh, not to my girls." She shook her head.

"Yes Miss Audrey." Complying with the woman's wishes, she pushed open the swing doors leading to the back and quickly made her way to the corner where all the employee's cubicles were located. Grabbing the necessary items, she turned and went inside the bathroom to change into her uniform, consisting of a knee length crimson red dress, which she had actually altered so it would be shorter and display her thighs more, the cap sleeves slightly puffed up and the torso part had a trail of white buttons going all the way up to the modest v-neckline, usually most buttons were left undone so her cleavage would shamelessly peak out. Exchanging her black Doc Martens in favor of her white Nike sneakers, Y/N tied her apron around her waist, making sure it was as tight as possible so it would accentuate her curves and give her body a more flattering appearance. As she made her way out, she quickly piled her hair up before securing it with one of the many elastics she kept around her wrists, leaving out a few tendrils to fall on her temples.

Coming back out to start her daily work, she stood in front of Lynn, who merely spared her an unamused glance.

"How do I look?" Y/N asked.

"Like a total slut." Her friend answered in her usually rude way.

Rolling her eyes, Y/N grabbed a spray bottle and a rag. Making her way over to the table that had just finished being used, she quickly picked up the plates and glass, bringing them back over to where Lynn was, who took them so she could wash them in the sink. Spraying the top of the marble piece, she had began her task of wiping down the table when the ringing of the bell signaled new customers had arrived, and rowdy ones at that too.

"Damn! Is today's special fluffy sponge cake? Cause I would sure love a piece of that ass."

Y/N recognized that annoying voice even from miles away, belonging to none other than one of her old classmates, Jung Wooyoung, whom she considered a friend, if he didn't manage to irk her too much. Turning around, she of course wasn't surprised to see him surrounded by his crew of equally idiotic and adrenaline junkie friends, whom she had to admit were pleasant and fun to hang out with.

"Sit your asses down already, I'll be over in a minute to take your order." She told them before resuming her previous task, earning a scoff from the most dramatic of the group.

"Fine customer service! Don't think you'll be getting a tip from me." His words made her nearly burst into a fit of giggles.

"Wooyoung please, you never ever tip whenever you come. None of you, except Yunho." It kinda saddened her that said male unfortunately wasn't there with them at the moment.

"He doesn't tip you, he tips short stack over there." His friend with cat like eyes pointed towards Lynn, who upon overhearing him held up a rather explicit finger in his direction.

"I'll poison your food San." She threatened with a sing song tone.

"Like I wouldn't know that you already spit on it." San spat back, sticking his tongue out in his immature and infantile fashion.

"Can you guys hurry up and order already? I'm starving and we gotta head to the tracks as early as possible." The fiery red haired male known as Song Mingi blurted out, fingers tapping impatiently against the top of the table.

"If little miss g-string would care to hop her luscious ass over here, maybe we could."

Strutting over to where they sat, Y/N harshly threw the dirty rag on Wooyoung's face, causing a faint grunt to come out of his mouth.

"No matter how many times you mention my ass, I'm still not letting you tap it." She firmly stated, making Wooyoung slightly purse his lips outwards in a disappointed grimace.

"So anygays-" Mingi began.

"Umm I think you mean anyways." San corrected him.

Leaning in towards him, Mingi locked eyes on the shorter male and stared him down with an intimidating glare.

"Did I stutter Choi?"

San immediately shook his head rapidly. With a victory smile, Mingi reclined back in his seat.

"I'm just going to get the breakfast platter with some orange juice."

Y/N couldn't stifle her snort when he said his choice of drink, the other two men looking away in embarrassment.

"You've been drinking orange juice since you were in grade school Mingles, don't you think you outta start taking something more grown up? Like coffee?" San suggested and Mingi did not appreciate it.

"Coming from the one who still brings a plushie to sleep with him, your suggestion holds no value or power." He retorted.

"OK SHIBER IS NOT A PLUSHIE, HE'S FAMILY YOU JACKASS!" San sprinted up from his seat, nearly leaning across to grab Mingi by the color, but he was held back by Wooyoung.

Lynn, who had thus far stayed quiet, promptly came up with a spray bottle and consequently doused the untamed boy on his face.

"Bad kitty, bad kitty." She reprimanded him, unable to resist the opportunity to attack her long time frenemy.

"Lynn!" Y/N looked at her with surprise.

"You're welcome." Lynn replied rather monotone before going back to her place behind the counter like she didn't just spray San with disinfecting water.

"There's too many germs going around anyways..." She muttered under her breath.

Without any further interruptions, aside from the rumbling coming out of the boys' stomachs, they finished ordering what they wanted and Y/N sent it over so they could be prepared. Not wanting to be near their loud asses, Y/N went back over to where Lynn was, peeking over to see what she was currently reading in the magazine she held.

"What you reading?" She casually inquired.

"Horoscope section." Y/N wasn't surprised, her friend tended to be into more mystical, eccentric and rather.....extreme with her taste in fashion and music. If Y/N was the one who turned heads for her scandalous attire, Lynn was the one people turned away from in fear when they saw how she dressed. It was a sight that truly made both of them laugh at people's foolishness, well at least made Y/N laugh. Her friend rarely had any other expression plastered on that wasn't utter disdain for society and life.

Unexpectedly, another customer came in. Both girls looked at each other in confusion when neither of them recognized him. Their town was rather small with few people living there, so they deduced that he must be a traveler who probably got lost on his route. He himself looked around nervously, eyes barely lifting up. Y/N couldn't help herself as she took in his perfect face. Big, round eyes with crystal clear orbs, small face with a V-line jaw, perfectly sculpted nose with no sign of defects, skin smooth and blemish free, he looked like a prince out of a fairytale. He was incredibly pretty, yet stood there so awkwardly that it was almost comical.

"Hey Yeosang! You made it! Sit down! I ordered for you in advanced!" Wooyoung surprised both girls when it seemed he knew the stranger and even waved him over to where they sat. The other two boys also seem familiarized with him and welcomed him to sit with them, chatting up a storm already with him.

"Who's that?" Lynn was the one to finally ask out loud.

"Beats me.....but he sure is adorable."

Noticing the way her lips curled upwards, Lynn could already see the wheels inside Y/N's head turning.

"And I bet you're going to go over there and find out- aaand there you go." She ended up answering her own deduction as she watched Y/N happily walked over with a more bright expression on her face, that soon soured when her boss came out of the kitchen and beat her over to the table, laying down several plates of food.

"I knew as soon as I saw the orders that it had to be the lot of you." She scoffed softly as she looked at the boys' grinning faces.

"You know us Miss Audrey, we wouldn't ever think of eating anywhere else but here. You're the best cook in all of town." Wooyoung praised her with a sparkling charm that could have fooled anyone else but not the robust woman in front of him.

"Boy stop trying to tickle my ears, I've known you since you were in your soiled diapers being carried around by your mama, running around and creating chaos anywhere you went. Flattery may work on them poor girls you play with but me? I can see right through ruffians like you."

Turning her head to finally notice the new addition to the group, she looked him up and down.

"Boy who might you be?" She questioned him, earning the ears of the girls nearby to listen in for any valuable information.

"I'm..... Yeosang Kang, nice to meet you." He introduced himself, tilting his head slightly down when he said that.

"He just moved into town this week! He's the new guy who is going to work with us down at the car shop and help on the race track!" San enthusiastically shouted, making the older woman cringe.

"I may be old, but I still haven't gone deaf for you to yell in such a way boy. So...." She crossed her arms and looked at Yeosang again.

"You a racer too?"

Now the girls, particularly Y/N, were more interested in what his response would be.

"I- yes. So it seems." The poor boy looked so flustered, obviously being more of a soft spoken individual, contrasting starkly to the other 3 boys.

Miss Audrey let out a seemingly displeased hum at his answer.

"As if we needed anymore hooligans running wild. We already got enough with the 3 Stooges over here."

The girls couldn't help but snicker at their boss's words, always having a blast whenever she put the boys back in their place. They however looked displeased, glaring at them intensely.

"Shouldn't you both be off somewhere cleaning dishes or making sandwiches?"

Snatching one of the knifes, Lynn held it up and was about to jump over, but Y/N came up in front of her.

"Lynn, no. Just calm down ok? You know they're just being idiots." Y/N reminded her.

Grumbling something in a foreign language no one knew for sure if it was real or not, Lynn put the knife back, squinting her eyes at them before turning around to not look at them again. Y/N giggled softly, finding it absolutely cute whenever her friend lost her cool and collected form cause it reminded her of a chihuahua, barking and yelping at anything larger than itself trying to establish dominance.

Noticing that in her display of aggression, Lynn had inadvertently knocked over a few of the brochures that were on display for people to take, Y/N stooped down and proceeded to pick them up in a casual manner. Standing up, she neatly arranged them properly, making sure they all faced the same direction and the sides weren't poking out anywhere. Feeling as though someone had been watching her all along, she looked at the table of boys, half expecting Wooyoung's smug grin to greet her, but she was completely wrong as it was none other than the new guy who seemed unable to keep his eyes off her figure, staring intently at the length of her skirt. When he realized she noticed, his eyes went wide, cheeks burning up with utter embarrassment. Y/N however seemed unbothered by this. Wanting to test something, she pretended to accidentally drop one of the pamphlets. Bending over, she made sure he could get a perfect glimpse of her cleavage, if he payed enough attention, he'd be able to see that she was in fact, not wearing any bra. Coming back up, Y/N looked over to see the results, smirking when the agape mouth of Yeosang confirmed to her that he had indeed noticed everything.

"Oh sweetheart, you're gonna be too easy..." She had already made up in her mind that Yeosang would be her next target, and she had to put her plan in action. Placing the brochures down, she was about to go over and start flirting with him, until a familiar voice called for her.

"Y/N! There you are!"

She internally groaned when she heard him, wondering why on earth did he not get the hint of ditching him like that, especially when he very well knew about the reputation she had. She tried ignoring him, but of course, he had had to be the persistent type, no doubt thinking he was going to have a different ending than the rest before him.

"I thought you'd be here. You could have told me you were going to be gone early. I would have made you breakfast."

Knowing she had to say something, Y/N grabbed her pad and gave him the fakest smile she was capable of donning.

"Hi, what can we get started for you today? Waffles? Eggs and bacon? Coffee to start off with?"

The trio of friends, having no choice but to witness the interaction due to it happening right in front of them, snickered amongst themselves.

"Oh shit. He's in for it." San whispered lowly.

The boy obviously looked extremely confused, his smile lightly falling off, but then returning to its hopeful state.

"Why are you acting like this candy bear? Pretending like you don't know me?" When he tried to reach a hand to pull her close, the girl simply pushed him away with one of her fingers.

"Look, clearly you're too stupid to understand so let me spell it out in a language you can understand." Letting out a tired sigh, she crossed her arms in front of her chest, a sour look displaying on her pretty face.

"We had a nice time together, and last night was... average to put it nicely."

"Oh man. That was a total burn." Mingi couldn't help but snort, some of the orange juice being spit back into his glass.

"But that was all it was and all it's ever going to be. So why don't you do yourself a favor and just go back home to your Star Trek figurines and watch the latest episode of Thunder Cats?"

The not so discreet snickering coming from the table behind them only made the humiliation for the man multiply significantly. Turning red with utter despair and rage, he quickly brushed past Y/N rather brusquely.

"Fucking bitch." She heard him mutter under his breath, a phrase she had grown accustomed to hearing among many others.

"Oh god. Homegirl struck again." Wooyoung laughed, swirling his milkshake in his hand.

"Ayo why you gotta do Thunder Cats like that? It's actually pretty entertaining." San commented.

Looking over at the time, the guys quickly stood up, dropping their share of bills onto the table.

"You guys get paid today too right? Come meet up with us at the track." Wooyoung suggested.

"Why on earth would we want to go see your greasy, oil smelling ass after dealing for nearly an hour with you already?" Lynn questioned him, eyes never peering up from her magazine.

"Because Yunho would be there?"

Still she didn't respond, the only movement made was her finger turning the page.

"Bro we been knew she don't give two shits about him." Mingi reminded them.

"Because we're going to the drive in theater after work, they're playing a horror movie."

Lifting her gaze, Lynn closed the magazine, although still stone faced, her eyes seemed to brighten up.

"My interest has been greatly piqued." Her lips showed the faintest whisper of a smile that gave a rather eerie and chilling feel down the people's spines.

"Maybe we should rethink inviting Satan's offspring." San leaned in towards Mingi, shivering significantly.

"Great! So we'll catch you gals later."

The boys quickly dispersed themselves, save Yeosang who still sat quietly, keeping mostly to himself. His fingers fidgeted with the half drunk cup he was holding, gaze fixed on the table in front of him. Looking up, he was attempting to work up the courage to talk to Y/N, but before he could even get the chance to gather strength, the owner came out from the back, whispering a few orders to her and gesturing for her to go tend to a situation in the kitchen. With a defeated sigh, he got up to go join the rest of the gang outside who were waiting for him. Slumping his hands in the pockets of his pants, he moved out of the booth with a solemn gaze.

"Hey."

His steps came to a screeching halt when he heard Y/N call out to him. Looking over, she smiled sweetly in his direction.

"Hope I see you later." With a flirtatious wink, she bid him goodbye as she disappeared into the back.

Yeosang stood there stunned momentarily, replaying her words over and over again in his mind, pondering endlessly at their meaning.

"Little pussy cat sure got you brain dead, didn't she?"

Startled by the unexpected voice next to him, he jumped when the face of the kind yet stern old lady studied him carefully. With a disapproving shake of her head, she decided it'd be best to warn him before he started getting ideas in his head.

"Listen, you seem like a sweet and sensible young man, so it's best for you to listen to me and stay away from that darn girl. Don't let them sugar coated lips of hers sweet talk themselves into your heart. You'll just end up heart broken like all the lovers she's had."

Picking up some of the plates, she gave him one last look, pointing an accusatory finger at him to get her point across.

"She's dangerous." Finally saying what she needed to say, Miss Audrey headed back with plates in her arms, slapping away Lynn's hands when they attempted to pry them off her, barking instructions at her to watch the counter and leave her be.

"Dangerous....." Yeosang thought to himself, the warning the good intended woman gave him sinking deep in his mind. Although he took her words to heart, something about the way she glanced at him pulled at the strings in his chest, taking his breath away when he remembered the risque position she was in that purposely allowed him to view more than he should have. That memory tinted his cheeks pink, lips unable to suppress a small smile. He knew that he should heed the old woman's advice.

But he had to admit that he loved danger and the thrill it came with.........

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Gossip Girl Reboot 2x04: Quotes

- “I’m gonna take you behind the scenes of moments that looked perfect but were actually painful. Curated instead of experienced. (...) for the truth about how hard “marking it look easy” is on the people who love you.” (Julien)

- “Well, I used to use it to perpetuate a whole bunch of lies to help people feel bad about themselves. But now I’m trying this thing called honestly, you know? Pulling back the façade. Exposing the lies beneath.” (Julien)

- “I simply thought I would extend it as a sort of interpersonal olive branch to repair whatever wrong foot she and I got off on. (Kate) - Right, because telling someone their husband is cheating on them always makes them like you.” (Wendy)

- “First he shuts down in bed, and now he’s lying to us. My spidey senses are tingling, Hope. And not in a good way.” (Max)

- “I felt that chill from here. (Audrey) - Okay, so it’s not just me. (Julien) - No. No. He’s definitely avoiding you. Just like old times!” (Audrey)

- “Are they on the agenda? (Monet) - It’s just one simple question. We don’t need an appointment for that. (Shan) - Have you ever heard of precedence? If we do it for you, we have to do it for anyone. And we do not do things for anyone. Do I look like Cupid for poors? Kindly move along. (Monet) - The lower steps are getting bold.” (Monet’s minion)

- “Queen D, I know your dress code said only designer khakis, but Matches, Mr. Porter, and Essence sold out in my sample size, so I had no choice but to Rag and Bone. I kneel before thee as a sign of remorse. It’ll never happen again.” (Student in front of Monet)

- “They’re expecting to be excoriated. (Monet’s minion) - Were you actually serious? (Monet’s minion) - What.. When am I ever not? Yes, I mean, too many restrictions is turning people against me. (Monet) - If you want what she has, you have to rule with an open hand. Not an iron fist.” (Luna)

- “Hey, it’s fine. He’s just a guy. No. He... iIt’s just a distraction from all the shit in my life. It’s not real.” (Zoya)

- “I mean, who’s even paying for them? Make-a-Wish?” (Monet)

- “Luna, what would you do? (Monet) - Recast?” (Luna)

- “As promised, I’m here taking your questions about love, loneliness, and the moments in between. Questions are open.” (Julien) 

- “So if you want someone to hate... (Zoya) - Right. Here’s the thing. Why give you his phone number when he’s just going to say no? Haven’t you heard I’m benevolent now? I’m sparing you pain.” (Monet) 

- “If she won’t give it up, we’ll just have to take it.” (Shan)

- “Ooh. This comment’s interesting. “Have you ever been interested in someone who was unavailable?” (Julien) - Trick question. Is anyone ever emotionally available? (Luna) - Do dead men count? What? No way I’m alone here.” (Audrey)

- “You say a word of this to anyone, I’ll have you all exiled to Exeter. All of you.” (Monet)

- “I want fresh ginger tea. And when I say fresh ginger, I mean make it yourself.” (Monet)

- “Besides, it’s your word against mine, and your word means nothing anymore.” (Grace)

- “Dating before Valentine’s Day is just a game of musical chairs. Seats swap, partners change, and options are eliminated.” (Gossip Girl)

- “Being liked is awful.” (Monet)

- “I had to see more. (Max) - Just be honest with us. (Audrey) - We can get through anything if we’re honest with each other. (Max) - From the two people who secretly tailed me, violated my privacy, and tried to break into my phone? Is that the kind of honestly you mean? Yeah, that’s what I fucking thought.” (Aki)

- “Dad! Have you no sense of decency or discretion?” (Monet)

- “That’s not it at all. I’ve just... I’ve just been a little messed up lately, and... (Shan) - And you wanted me to feel as miserable as you do? (Zoya) - Well, maybe I’m miserable because I’m keeping a fucking secret I shouldn’t be!” (Shan)

- “Your privilege has afforded you the ability to live your life as a proud, out, young Black woman in a country where none of those things come easily. But they come easily for you because of me. So you have no right to question how your father and I live our lives, just like we have never... questioned how you live yours. My only regret is that you chose a public place to make a mess. But that is what you are growing into. A mess.” (Monet’s mother)

- “Even I didn’t see that twincest coming.” (Luna)

- “The parents are the true monsters. The kids are simply modeling their behaviour.” (Kate)

- “What if I don’t want to be loved? Love only exposes you to trouble. Isn’t it better to hate and be hated? (Monet) - No. Not at all. (Luna) - I want to be loved. (Monet) - Me, too. Me fucking too.” (Luna)

- “There’s no such thing as a love story. Because for it to be a story, it would have to have a beginning, a middle, and an end. And love doesn’t end. It changes. It grows. It dims, and it dies. But even then, it’s never over. It lives in your shadows, waiting to wake you in the middle of the night... to tap you on your shoulder when you least expect it. A splinter you can never get out. Each love is a crime that haunts us and we pile up crimes as we go. And while we tell ourselves we’ll never get caught, we know we always will. It’s only a matter of time till we commit our next crime. And this one, we swear... will be our last.” (Gossip Girl)

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i wrote a buddie fic abt buck being reckless and eddie being stressed <3 i owe all my thanks and love to robin for encouraging me to write it she owns my heart mwah! (here is the link if u would like to read it on ao3 maybe n drop a kudos or a comment even 😳)

Bobby’s hand slaps against Eddie’s back as he hurries them towards the exit. He’s sure Bobby is yelling at him to move faster, hurry, but over the building collapsing behind them, Eddie can’t hear much else besides his own labored breathing. Hen and Chim are ducking their heads, barreling forward in front of him, and he trusts that Buck is following closely behind Bobby. They’re so close to the exit, he can see the flashing lights of trucks and engines from the other stations, and the closer they get, the more the smoke thins, and breathing gets a bit easier.

Bobby practically pushes him out of the small exit when they reach it, and he slams into Hen’s back, and they both fall through the opening with a shout and then take several deep breaths as they inhale fresh air as much and as quickly as they can. Eddie’s staring up at the sky, mask off, letting himself breathe before remembering he has to get up and move farther away from the building, but as he gets up he sees Bobby arguing with Buck at the threshold of the building. Before he can think he’s on his feet and walking towards them as fast as he can – he knows what Buck’s doing.

“I heard someone, Bobby!” Buck shouts, his voice is raspy from the bad air and it cracks. “I have to go back!”

“Buck, no! It’s too dangerous! The building is becoming less and less stable the longer we stand here. Come on!” Bobby points towards the line the police have marked off, Chim and Hen stand by it, watching them, trying to decipher what’s going on.

“Exactly! So I should go now!” Buck counters and Eddie wants to pick him up, throw him over his shoulder, and march back to the safety barrier.

“Buck do not–” Eddie steps towards him and reaches out, but Buck cuts him off.

“You know I have to do this, I’m sorry.” Buck gives them both a pained look before turning and running back into the haze of smoke and fire.

“Buck!” Eddie hears two other voices yell in unison with him, but he’s the only one Bobby is dragging away.

Hen and Chim are trying to push past the officers at the barrier, stressing that they need to get to Eddie and Bobby. Eddie distantly hears them arguing, but he’s too busy trying to break free from Bobby’s grip to pay attention to what exactly is being said. He’s yelling and twisting, but Bobby won’t let go of him, and he watches the rectangle Buck ran through getting smaller and smaller. In a last-ditch effort to get out, he stills and feels Bobby’s hands relax for a second, and in that second Eddie throws his full body weight forward and just barely slips through Bobby’s fingers.

He takes maybe three steps before he stops in his tracks, staring forward in horror.

The building gives a giant moan. Eddie freezes. The front collapses. Time stops. The sound of the flames gets louder. Time begins again.

In his peripheral, he sees Bobby grind to a halt next to him, he imagines a similar look of horror sits on his face. The only exit now sits in front of them, burning, and smoke billows out of the windows surrounding it.

Before he can process what’s happening, police officers are pushing him back, shoving at his shoulders causing him to gracelessly stumble backward. His eyes don’t leave the building. Buck is in there. Buck is in there. With no way out. The last thought makes him want to be sick.

He’s guided to the 118 engine where he meets Chim, Hen, and Bobby gathered around a radio, exchanging worried glances.

“Buck?” Hen says into the radio. “Buck?” She tries again.

“Anything?” Eddie bounds up to them, breathless, pushing down the sick feeling in his gut and trying to focus on what he can do at this moment.

Hen opens her mouth, presumably to say no, but the radio crackle interrupts her.

“-en? Hen?” Comes Buck’s voice through the tiny speaker. “Hen, I can hear you.” Buck’s voice sounds tired and worse than it did the less than two minutes ago Eddie had seen him.

Hen briefly rests her forehead against the radio and lets out a small sigh of relief. Bobby and Chim both look up and give short relieved breaths. Eddie stays focused on the radio, watching the red light blink. As long as that light is blinking, Buck is okay. That’s what he keeps telling himself. Red light means he’s alright. It becomes his new mantra that he chants in his head over and over again.

“Are you okay?” Hen asks, biting her lip with worry after letting the talk button go.

It takes a second, but Buck replies, “I’m okay. I was right, though. Tell Bobby I was right.” And Eddie can practically hear his shit-eating grin, which makes him relax a bit.

“You can tell me yourself when you get your ass out of the building,” Bobby replies, leaning forward a bit so he can be closer to the radio while Hen holds it.

“Yeah, yeah,” Buck replies. “Hey Eddie, I found a new best friend,” Buck jokes, but his voice is tighter than it is when he’s usually joking around. Eddie knows this tone, they all do, he’s trying to play it cool for whoever he’s with.

Eddie plays along. “Oh yeah?” He tries to sound light and happy when he says it, but his voice gives out at the end and he knows he’s doing a shit job of covering up his stress.

“Yeah. Her name’s Audrey, and she’s the coolest third grader I’ve ever met.” Eddie imagines Buck gently kneeling with her, letting her use his mask and air.

Bobby leans back in, so Hen presses down on the talk button again for him. “Hey, Buck,” he begins, “The exit collapsed.” There’s silence for a moment, and they all hold their breath. Then comes the crackle from the other end.

“Yeah.” Buck sighs, his voice closer to the radio and quieter than before. “I heard it.”

“What’s your exit plan?” Bobby responds.

“Uh, right now, I’m trying to get to the other side of the first floor and find a window, and get,” Buck pauses to take a few slow breaths, “Audrey out, and then I’ll follow her.”

Okay. He has a plan. He knows where he needs to go, and a general sense of direction. That’s comforting to know.

“Be safe, Buck,” Chim tells him and his voice is hard, and they all know it’s more of a command than a well-wish. Briefly, Eddie wonders if he’s told Maddie about what Buck did.

“You know me, caution is my middle name.” And that time Buck sounded like himself again. “I’m gonna start moving Audrey and me towards the other side of the building. Radio me if something changes.”

Eddie’s stomach sinks at the thought of not talking to Buck on his radio for several minutes, but instead pushes it down and takes Hen’s radio into his own hands and says, “That goes the same for you.”

“We’ll be extra careful for you, Eddie.” Buck radios back. He hears Audrey muffled in the background, and then Buck says, “Audrey made me promise her that we won’t get hurt, so now I’m going to be extra safe.”

Eddie hands the radio back to Hen and they all turn to face the building, the fire spreading despite having hoses from three different stations trained on it. All he has to do is get from one side to the other.

The captain from one of the other stations jogs up to Bobby and asks for his help on something, and Bobby gives him a clap on the shoulder and a head nod before he heads off with the captain. Chim peels away from him and Hen to go call Maddie and update her about what’s going on, and Eddie’s selfishly glad he won’t have to listen to Chim talk Maddie out of coming down here and storming in herself – he can’t handle the added stress.

“He’ll be okay, Eddie,” Hen says, giving him a soft look. “He’s done shit like this before, he’ll be okay.”

“I’m gonna kick his ass when I see him again,” Eddie says and he bites the inside of his cheeks to keep himself from crying. His eyes are stinging and his vision is blurring, and the last thing he needs right now is a meltdown.

Hen laughs a bit, and she looks down at the ground and kicks at some loose gravel. “You two are gonna be the death of me.”

They fall into an easy silence for a few moments, and Eddie opens his mouth to say something in response to that – to shrug it off, to point out her poor choice of words – when they hear shouting, and they both run out to stand in front of the trucks and engines to try and get an idea of what’s going on. He hears the creaking again, but before he can register what’s happening, Hen’s radio crackles to life.

Buck’s voice comes through, “Eddie–!” and just as soon as Eddie was flooded with relief, dread replaces it as Buck is cut off and the line goes silent.

They both hear a crash and their heads fly up from the radio, and they watch, panicked, as another section of the building collapses right in the direction Buck was heading. A truck turns its water on the newly collapsed part, and people are shouting directions around them. He and Hen both look down at the radio at the same time.

There’s no red blinking light.

Eddie feels the color drain from his face. Hen looks up at him, her eyes wide with fear and brows furrowed. Chim runs up to them and before he can say anything, Hen just lifts the radio towards him.

“Maddie’s driving down.” He sounds as if he’s realizing she might be driving to the scene of her brother’s death. “I couldn’t stop her.”

Bobby rounds the corner of a truck and his eyes catching on the radio Hen is limply holding in her hand. “I know you guys are worried about Buck, I’m worried about him too, but we’re still on the job and there’s still people to look after and care for.” He’s using his Captain Voice and Eddie knows his heart is as close to breaking as theirs if just one more thing goes wrong. The three of them look at Bobby, exhausted, but ready to listen. “Hen, Chim, go to the ambulances and help them attend to the people there.” He nods at them and they split off, hustling towards the few ambulances remaining to take care of those with minor scrapes and bruises. “Eddie,” he turns his head to Bobby at the mention of his name, “You need to be here, present, mentally. We aren’t any good to him just standing here, staring at the building, okay?” Eddie mutley nods at him. “Good. I need you with me. We’re going to talk to the other captains about what to do next.” Bobby turns and walks away from Eddie without looking back, and Eddie hurries after him.

There’s so much noise going on all around him – news choppers, reporters, police yelling at people to stay back, people shouting, the fire, the hoses – but all Eddie can focus on is the clear and heavy absence of Buck. He pulls his radio out of his jacket pocket and clips it to his shoulder, watching for that blinking red light.

The other captains are gathered around the back of one of the engines, slightly hidden from view of the building, but Eddie adjusts himself so he can still see it. He doesn’t know how long he stands in the circle with Bobby and the others, just staring at the fire, trying to will Buck to stumble out of it, but he rejoins the conversation when Bobby slightly shoves his shoulder with his own.

“We need more water. More engines, more trucks, just more.” The woman who’s saying this has a patch on her jacket that reads PARKER. “The whole building could come down soon and then we’re really at risk of it spreading.”

“So what do you suggest we do?” Asks a man with the name HARRISON patched onto him.

“Radio other districts for help. We need to douse this thing.” Parker explains and Harrison and Bobby nod in agreement. “Then, we move everyone back and prepare for building collapse.”

Eddie frowns when he sees Harrison agreeing again, and shoots a look at Bobby. “But wait, we still have a man in there, Captain Parker.”

“Diaz is right. There’s a firefighter and a little girl still inside.” Bobby calmly explains and Eddie thanks whatever God there is that Bobby’s there to back him up.

“Any word from him?” Harrison asks after a brief silence.

“Not since the second collapse, but–”

“Where was he when it collapsed?” Harrison interrupts him.

Eddie falls silent, so Bobby speaks up, “He was in the general area of it.” Eddie catches the other captains shooting each other knowing looks.

“He’s not dead!” Eddie exclaims and they all turn to him.

“Look at the facts, Diaz. He was near the collapse, you haven’t heard from him in minutes, he was in the area, and he’s probably out of air by now.” Parker tells him matter-of-factly, though her eyes are sad. Her tone softens as she says, “I know this isn’t easy. But we can’t put two lives above everyone else’s.”

Eddie knows she has a point. He knows she’s right. But it’s not just any person, it’s Buck. “We can’t just… we can’t leave him – them – to burn!” And Eddie feels his eyes stinging again. “He’s alive! He has to be.”

Parker turns to Bobby, softness almost gone and commands, “You need to get him in check. This isn’t an easy decision, but it’s what we have to do, and you know it.” She puts her helmet back on, and Harrison follows her lead. “I’m going to make a call to another district. Harrison, I want you to help the police back everyone up.” She gives Bobby one more serious look, and then she’s gone.

“Eddie, what did I tell you earlier.” Bobby turns to him once they’re alone.

“Bobby, I know, but it’s Buck,” Eddie says again like if he keeps saying the words, it’ll explain everything.

“Eddie, we all want –”

“No! No, because it’s different for me!” And Eddie grits his teeth as he feels tears run down his face. “It’s different for me.” He repeats, but softer, and his voice cracks. He’s staring hard at the ground as he leans against the engine.

Bobby pauses before responding. “Eddie, we have to start moving back.” He’s using his Dad Voice on him now and Eddie might laugh if the situation was anything but this. “We don’t have to move fast, we can lag behind. We can stay here as long as we can, but if Buck isn’t… but when the building comes down, we’re at risk.”

“He has to be alive, Bobby.” Eddie knows how he sounds – defeated, worn down, desperate. “Because if he isn’t… if this is the time that…” And he trails off, knowing Bobby understands where he was going with it.

Bobby doesn’t say anything else, but he leans against the engine with Eddie, watching police move the barricades and moving people back. They’ll have to drag Eddie kicking and screaming from where he’s standing.

Eventually, Parker makes her way back to them and fixes Eddie with an unimpressed look, and only addresses Bobby while she talks, “You have to move. We’re backing everything up now, and last to move is apparently this engine, a truck, and you two.”

Eddie opens his mouth to argue with her, ready to lament about how he won’t move unless she can pick him up herself when he sees a shape moving in the smoke and haze. He doesn’t let himself get his hopes up, not yet, it could be someone that was doing a last-minute look at the building to assess it. But then he sees a smaller figure slide off the first figure, and then they’re both running towards the lights as fast as they can, and Eddie’s so relieved he wants to scream. So he does.

“Buck!” He shouts and Buck takes Audrey’s hand and leads her towards Eddie and Bobby.

Parker’s head twists around fast and before Eddie can be smug about being right, she’s yelling for someone from the ambulances to come get the girl. Hen and Chim are heard before Eddie can see them, he’s zeroed in on Buck.

His face is covered in ash and there’s a sizable gash across his left cheek and his chin, but he’s smiling and telling Audrey something as he runs over. It finally clicks into place that Buck’s coming towards him, the little girl in tow, and he starts walking towards Buck without a second thought. Bobby’s telling Parker that they’ll move back in a second and agrees to help her move the engine and truck to appease her, and she takes him around the engine.

Hen and Chim are getting closer and yelling out Buck’s name and some phrases a child probably shouldn’t hear, but Eddie gets it. He’d be yelling too if he wasn’t on the verge of sobbing.

When Hen and Chim get to him, they call him a dumbass before dropping to their knees and asking Audrey if they could pick her up to take her to the ambulances. She nods at them and when they pick her up, Eddie notices that her feet are cut up and she’s wearing a nightgown and feels a pang of sadness. He doesn’t realize he’s stopped walking until he looks at Buck who has also stopped walking and is just staring back at him. He flashes Eddie a smile, scratches the back of his head awkwardly, and that sets Eddie back in motion.

When he’s within arm’s reach of him, Buck throws his hands up and opens his mouth, “Look, Eddie–” But Eddie will never know the end of that sentence.

Because he walks right up to Buck, ignores him trying to talk, and kisses him. He’s gripping the front of Buck’s jacket in his hands and holding on tightly as if he’s worried the fire will pull back in. Buck makes a surprised sound in the back of his throat but quickly wraps his arms around Eddie, pulling him in closer. Buck tastes like the mint gum he was chewing earlier and ash, but Eddie doesn’t care.

Eddie screws his eyes shut as he presses in closer to Buck, and he can feel his face getting wet again from his tears, but it doesn’t matter because he has Buck. He has Buck in his arms and he’s kissing him. He feels Buck’s hand move up to his face and he smiles into their kiss, Buck’s hands cupping his face, and Eddie never thought he’d enjoy feeling small, but right now it’s the best feeling in the world.

Unfortunately, there’s still a burning building at risk of collapsing, so they break apart, Eddie wipes at his eyes and pretends he doesn’t see the fond look Buck is giving him. For a moment, it’s just them standing in silence before Bobby comes over and drags them both back to the new barricade.

“Nothing is ever easy with you two.” He grumbles, but there’s a hint of a smile on his face. He unceremoniously dumps them at the edge of the barricade before he walks off to talk to Athena.

Eddie keeps his eyes staring straight ahead because he can feel Buck smiling at him with his megawatt grin, and he’s trying to play it cool. He glances over at Buck and finds himself grinning back. Playing it cool is overrated anyway.

“So,” Buck says as Eddie turns to face him. Buck’s jacket lays haphazardly at his feet now, and he’s got his arms crossed in front of his chest, eyes bright and smile wide. “Is that gonna happen every time I do something reckless now?”

Eddie rolls his eyes, dropping his jacket to the ground too. Feeling bold, he says, “It doesn’t just have to happen then, you know.”

Eddie’s eyebrows shoot up as if he hadn’t considered that. “I’d like that.” Is all he says.

“Good. Me too.” Eddie feels his cheeks flush a bit.

“Are you blushing?” Buck exclaims. “I made Eddie Diaz blush?”

Eddie tries not to smile, trying to look upset. He fails. “Shut up.”

Buck’s expression schools itself one of confidence, and he drops his arms, taking a step towards Eddie. “Make me.”

If Eddie wasn’t red before, he sure as hell is now. Still, he leans in and whispers, “Okay, Buckley.” Before connecting their lips again.

[princess-of-the-corner]

Another thing that large portions of the ML fandom does that is really irritating (I'm not the same anon as before their ask just made me think of this) is lumping instances of bad writing in with character flaws. I remember forever ago someone sent you an ask that said something about Lady Luck and Scarlet Lady both being in character for Chloe depending on what episodes you pulled that characterization from bc of how inconsistent the writing is, and that can be applied to every character in the show being treated not as characters, but as plot devices by the show.

The class 'turning on' Marinette in Chameleon and blindly believing Lila's ridiculous and easy-to-disprove stories? Bad writing (and poor animation choices in the opening scene where all of Marinette's friends hostilely glare at her) that dumbs down the class to make Lila seem like a threatening antagonist instead of putting in the effort to write her as an actual master manipulator like she's portrayed. But more salt fics than I can count use this one episode to paint the whole class as fickle golddiggers who take advantage of Marinette's kindness, which directly contradicts two season worth of characterization.

Alya being so dead-set on helping Marinette get together with Adrien that she doesn't notice Juleka is basically having a panic attack in Reflekdoll? Character flaw; Alya has been shown to get tunnel vision when she's focused on something multiple other times (not realizing that Chloe can't be Ladybug bc she's been saved by Ladybug before in Lady Wifi, being so excited by having an interview from Ladybugs 'best friend' that she doesn't think to check if Ladybug is actually friends with Lila and if she's okay with that info being made public in Volpina, etc) and it's something she could work on and that can be expanded upon to make some compelling content.

It's infuriating to see these characters be used as nothing more than plot devices and have their established personalities be overwritten at random just for the sake of cheap lazy drama, and it's even worse to then see those instances be used to demonize them.

OH yeah definitely! 

I think at one point I wrote up a whole thing on this but I can’t for the life of me find it. 

BUT YEAH

There’s a difference between a Character Flaw and Bad Writing! 

Ayla is 100% an example of this! She is stubborn and kind of tends to steamroll things and doesn’t think of consequences! This is shown off a lot! She doesn’t notice Juleka in Reflektdoll, she was so focused on finding out LB’s identity that she never stopped to think what would happen if that was publicized, she’s so determined to be helpful with getting Adrienette together that she can drop the ball on other things. 

Those are all character flaws. 

Alya taking Lila’s stories at face value, even telling Marinette the ‘a good journalist checks her facts’ is the bad writing. Because even if caught up in the moment, and knowing Lila’s lies are more believable in-universe, she shouldn’t have said that at all given the situation. 

Same with the other classmates and that whole mess. Why should they have that ‘oh a napkin can totally gouge out an eye!’ line when someone could just have pointed out that reflexes overpower pain, so Lila could have easily caught that with her ‘sprained’ wrist? 

Marinette is similar! 

She can make snap judgements thanks to her own biases or wants. She ignores Chloé in Antibug because she doesn’t like her. She does dumb things because she’s worried someone else might get Adrien’s attention (ruining the Adrien and Chloé dance in Bubbler, stalking Adrien and Lila in both Volpina and Onichan, sabotaging Kagami in Animaestro and Ikari Gozen, etc). She also has a different, more naive perspective. She has such wonderful loving parents, so it’s hard for her to imagine awful parents a child should get away from, even when faced with Audrey or Gabriel. This also has her not question authority figures, which leads to her going along with Fu’s poor mentoring methods. 

However, Marinette still being unable to even form a sentence around Adrien by season fucking three? The way in Chameleon that she just.... didn’t tell him that Lila was doing more than telling entertaining lies? That’s bad writing. 

[tinyyoungblood]

a night in | peter parker

summary: queens’ coolest friends group of smarty pants is back with fun sing-alongs, some life advice and a few hilarious childhood stories while peter can’t keep his hands off you

pairing: peter parker x reader

warnings: swearing and quick mentions of violence and vandalism

word count: 2.2k

song: Boys Ain’t Shit (feat. Tate McRae & Audrey Mika) by SAYGRACE

a/n: this is for everyone out there who would like some company on a boring friday night. just hang out with peter and the gang:)

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“These boys ain’t shit, I’m not here for it,” you sang on top of your lungs while holding the white blanket around the nape of your neck, hips moving to the beat.

“If you want me, act like it. Act like it!” MJ sang the next line and twirled around the kitchen counter while carelessly throwing her hands up in the air. You met halfway and locked eyes with each other, a sparkling gleam dancing in them.

“These boys get pissed. ‘Cause I won’t stand for it.” MJ threw her hair over her shoulder and you cheered her on, “If you want the sweet life then act like it!” The LED lights dunked your skin in vibrating pink.

You were just two careless girls, dancing and singing their hearts out on a Friday night while the music was blasting through the speakers. “Run it backwards, don’t be such an asshole, run it backwards, run it, run it back— “

Suddenly the joyful moment ended when the music was abruptly turned off. Your heads snapped to the door, ready to cuss out the person who cruelly paused your music.

When the harsh lights were switched on, you could see them standing in the doorway: Your very confused boyfriend and his amused best friend, each of them holding bags of food.

“So this is what you do when we’re gone for ten minutes?” Ned asked with a grin on his face while setting his stuff on the kitchen counter. MJ rolled her eyes at him and fished out a can of soda, replying, “Always. Next thing on the list would be a pillow fight and a makeover.”

You walked to the living room to put away your fluffy blanket and called out, “Don’t forget sneaking out to meet up with leather jacket-wearing biker gangs.” As you turned back around, two strong arms slung around your waist and the familiar curls were nestled into the side of your face as Peter placed soft kisses on your neck.

Melting into his embrace right away, you smiled at his affectionate greeting. “Missed me?”

“You tell me,” he mumbled into your neck and you giggled slightly at the vibration, “I’m gone for two seconds and my girlfriend sings about boys not being shit.”

You gently removed him from your neck before he could reach your sweet spot and rested your hands at the back of his neck to face him. A sweet pout was resting on his puckered lips and you couldn’t help but peck them, immediately conjuring a smile.

“I was just jamming out to a song with MJ.” He cocked his head to the side to mutely question the song choice, but you just shrugged. “Besides,” you said with a smirk while playing with his hair, “you know, you ain’t shit, Parker.”

He gasped at you and placed his hand over his chest, making you laugh at his dramatic gesture. “But I love you anyway.” You leaned forward and captured his cold lips with yours.

The familiar warmth promptly welcomed you and rose from your stomach to your chest and the distinct chatter of your friends quickly vanished into the background. Peter melted into the kiss and you smiled at the impact you had on him.

When you pulled back, he instantly pressed your waist closer, prolonging the soft-lipped kiss. Not wanting to let go either, you moved your lips with his whilst soft curls slipped through your fingertips.

When his tongue glided over your bottom lip to ask for permission to enter, you had to fight everything in you to not let him take control and instead, reluctantly pulled away, leaving your lips disappointedly cold again.

“We wanted to spend the evening with MJ and Ned, remember?”

“They have food in there, they’ll be fine,” he waved you off and went in for another kiss, but you turned your head to the side, making him peck your cheek instead.

“Come on Pete, we promised them.” Groaning slightly, he pouted again and you wanted nothing more than to just plant thousands of kisses on his soft lips. Instead, you dragged him back into the kitchen.

And that’s how the four of you ended up on the living room floor, eating takeout pizza and exchanging embarrassing childhood stories.

You were cuddled in between your boyfriend’s legs and listening to Ned’s funny memory as Peter mindlessly drew circles on your waist with his fingers.

“And because nobody was paying attention to him, I had no other choice but to scream out his name while preparing myself for the impact!”

“You had to prepare yourself for the impact?” you laughed and MJ shook her head with a look of disapproval on her face, though she couldn’t help but grin herself, “You yeeted the poor blind kid across the playground!” You burst out laughing.

“Dude, pushing over a blind guy is not cool,” Peter chocked out between his laughter, your back feeling his chest vibrate.

“I was on a swing!” Ned defended, still aware that it was all kinds of messed up, “What kindergarten teacher lets a blind kid walk up to the swings?! That’s child neglectment!”

Everyone burst out laughing again, tears were almost streaming down your face. Eyeing your half-eaten pizza, you turned your head and handed it to Peter who wordlessly grabbed it and took a bite off it.

You smiled up at him and loved how he had a great time. He deserved every second of joy and happiness. Noticing you stare at him, he curiously looked down at you and you just silently exchanged warm smiles. A sparkling gleam was dancing in your eyes and Peter felt his heart flutter again.

Sometimes he couldn’t get over the fact that you were his. The funniest, smartest and kindest girl out there was sitting in between his legs, sharing her pizza with him. God, he was lucky.

He bent down and pecked your lips. Your nose scrunched at the heavy taste of onions, but Peter just gave you a lopsided grin.

“So what happened next?” MJ asked and picked up a bag of skittles off the floor, ripping it open to hand it to Ned.

It was an unspoken rule in your group that he always gets the bag first since he only eats the red skittles.

“Our parents were called in and I was expelled for the rest of the day,” Ned explained sheepishly and picked out his skittles.

“Getting expelled in kindergarten,” you chuckled, “Ned Leeds, you are a wild one.” He shrugged with a huge grin on his face, returning the bag of sweets to MJ.

“Well, if you want to talk about being a wild one, how about you share a story now, babe?” Peter nudged your side and you grimaced, nibbling on your bottom lip.

MJ nodded while leaning back on her arms, “It’s your turn.”

“Yeah,” Ned agreed, “I know like nothing about your childhood.”

You snatched the skittles bag from MJ and acted like you were deeply invested in picking out a specific colored skittle. “Because there’s nothing to tell,” you mumbled, clearly embarrassed of your younger self, but as always, Peter caught it with his enhanced hearing.

“Your mom told me what you were like as a child. There’s plenty to tell!” he urged and you elbowed him, but he just snickered, finding it adorable that you believed you could hurt him in any way.

“You seriously need to stop having dinner with my mom.” You deadpanned but you just felt him shrug.

“She makes the best lasagna.”

The others agreed, “She really does.”

“Bless that woman’s lasagna.”

You groaned and threw the bag in the middle of the floor for the others to grab. “Since when is everybody having dinner with my mom?”

“You wouldn’t know, you’re never home.” MJ shrugged, causing a pang of guilt in your chest.

“I get it, I’m too busy,” you mumbled while playing with the sweets in your hands.

“Well,” Ned eyed you and glanced at Peter who was absentmindedly playing with your hair, “you do have a lot on your plate with all the extracurriculars. You can always drop some, you know.”

Sensing the growing discomfort, Peter let go of your hair and hugged you from behind, pressing you against his chest. You naturally melted into his embrace and his heartbeat calmed you down.

“I guess I could drop one or two,” you mumbled and the others gazed at you knowingly.

“You know,” MJ spoke up in her monotonous voice that indicated that she tried to be gentle, “there’s nothing wrong with giving up on something if you don’t enjoy it anymore. No shame in that.”

“She’s right,” Peter encouraged, “babe, you don’t have to keep going just because you don’t want to let other people down. Whether it is the marching band or the speech and debate team, they’ll be fine without you. Do what makes you happy.”

The others agreed and the corners of your mouth turned up. You were grateful for moments like these with your friends.

They were right, you haven’t had dinner at home with your mom for a while now and you couldn’t even remember the last time you properly talked to her or even to your friends. You were always out, always doing something and always trying to please somebody.

“Thanks guys, I really needed this.”

MJ gave you a two-finger way and Ned beamed at you. You felt Peter place a gentle kiss on the top of your head and you honestly never wanted this evening to end.

“Anyway,” Ned announced loudly, “before we got all emotional, it was Y/n’s turn to share an embarrassing childhood story.”

The others nodded and you plastered a smile on your face, deciding on telling them a rather harmless story of your childhood. They would get to hear the cooler ones eventually.

“So,” you clapped your hands together and set the scene, “when I was 6 years old, I had to pop into the store around the corner to get some eggs for my mom since she was sick and on bed rest. But on my way home, I ran into this boy who I had a crush on and I was super embarrassed because I was wearing these pink barbie pajamas that I really did not want him to see me in.” You rolled your eyes at your younger self.

“But there was no way to hide from him since he was coming my way and I had to go down the street from the direction that he came from.”

“Very thrilling,” Ned commented while popping mini pretzels into his mouth. MJ swatted him with her hand to shut him up. You smiled at that motion and continued,

“But to my luck, a police car just pulled up and what my 6-year-old super brain immediately came up with was that instead of letting him think that I was a girly wimp, I could be a super cool badass right in front of him.”

“Of course what every 6-year-old aspires to be,” Peter snorted and Ned added, “Understandably.”

You jokingly rolled your eyes at them. “So I pulled out the eggs and threw them on the windshield of that police car while also making sure that the boy witnessed it all.”

Ned slapped his hand on his forehead, staring at you bewildered, whereas MJ just proudly grinned at you.

“Obviously, the cops jumped out of the car and chased me down. Clearly haven’t thought it through, I ran as fast as I could to escape them but when I passed the boy, he tripped me!”

A collective gasp left their mouths as they gaped at you with wide eyes.

“Turns out, he was the cop’s son,” you paused for dramatic effect, “and he was disgustingly proud of having stopped me.” Peter let out an irritated huff and you mindlessly rubbed circles into his arm.

“When the cops asked me why I did what I did, I obviously told them the truth because you know I suck at lying. The boy, of course, had to hear all of it and was just as awkward about it as me.” A small laugh escaped your lips as you remembered the memory clearly. “To my luck, they found it adorable, so they just drove me home with a simple warning,” you ended your story and popped another skittle into your mouth.

Ned shook his head at you comically, “Nope Y/n, I take everything back. You are the wild one. Shoving a blind kid doesn’t sound that bad anymore compared to your story.”

“It’s still just as bad, Ned,” MJ interjected and gave him a pointed look.

Peter leaned forward to catch your gaze. “I can’t believe you did that.” He smiled at you amused but you just shrugged it off and grinned at him.

“It’s nice to be wanted, you know?”

He stared at you horrified as everybody laughed. “Not by the law!” 

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quarantine sucks, i miss my friends:( anyway, this was a lot of fun to write so feel free to leave some feedback, send in requests or talk to me!

check out more of my stuff on my masterlist and if you don’t, that’s fine too. buh-bye! 

[alaffy]

Gossip Girl Ep.10 – Final Cancellation (Spoiler)

Well, I knew it was too good to last.  After two well thought out episodes, we’re back to…well this.  

Seriously, it’s time to find a way to write the teachers out.  Look, I get what the writers are trying to do.  They wanted to have the conversation about the nature of gossip and if gossip can hold people accountable and….it doesn’t matter. Well, it does matter, but not when it’s done this way.  These are good conversations to have, but it doesn't work with the actual people running the site.  Most of them don’t care that they are hurting others and are very much clear on that fact. And as much as they try to make Kate the opposition, it doesn't work as long as she continues Gossip Girl.  She says she did it so that the teens would take responsibility for their actions, but she didn’t want to ruin them.  Yet all she has to do is come forward with the truth and this will all end.  If the writers want Kate to be some moral conscious, then they need her to follow her own advice.  

Ahem.  I feel so sorry for Max, but I think he’s doing the right thing.  I think the three of them could be good for each other, but there needs to be boundaries. They can’t just chose that Max is part of them sometimes and other times he’s not worth it.  

Audrey, I know you want what’s best for your mom, but make sure you’re not pushing to hard.

As for Julian’s story. I know this was done for the drama, but this story was a bit ridiculous.  I know that Reyes was told not to say anything, for right now, because of what Lauren did.  However, as there are now others that have come forward, wouldn’t Reyes be able to speak out as well?  Or at the very least, be able to clarify what Julian’s intentions where.  You know, something along the lines of Julian came to me with some information and asked me to hold off speaking out until I had consulted a lawyer.  Something to indicate that Julian was trying to help her.

Still, Julian did not come off so well in this episode.  I mean, don’t get me wrong, what’s happening to her is completely unfair, but….hmmm.  Look, her best bet was to have laid low.  And definitely don’t listen to the minions (yes, Luna downgraded herself back to this).  Having a party, even if she really was doing it to help the victims, will always look bad.  And, let’s face it, she wasn’t doing it for the victims, not completely.  She was doing it to keep her star power.  And a really ugly part of her personality came out tonight.

Though, I will say, if people had been honest with her about the multiple allegations that came out during the day, she might not have gone through with this at all.  Still, doesn’t excuse her behavior, but she’s not the only one who needs to reflect.

And poor Zoya, what she did…she shouldn’t have done it for multiple reasons, but I get why she did. Sometimes life’s full of hard choices and even harder lessons.  

As for Obi, I do believe that he wants to be there for Julian, but do you really think this is the time to try to restart your relationship?    

[queenjunoking]

Wolf Taming pt 45

CW: Noncon - Petplay - abuse - weight gain

I didn’t even notice we had left the barn right away, I was just trying to process the information Eos had dropped on me. I didn’t think Z was a particularly safe or stable person to be around, but I didn’t think she was capable of something like that.

But on the other hand, did she even do anything wrong? She had been like me, someone had kidnapped her off the street. The difference was that she escaped by any means possible while I didn’t. I hadn’t woken up between getting captured and arriving in Z’s basement, but I couldn’t deny that I had several chances to try and overpower Z that I didn’t take. The one chance I did take I ruined by gloating.

I told myself I didn’t want to lower myself to Z’s level. But Z’s level was doing anything it took not to be where I was now. Z did whatever it took to get what she wanted. Even after I was captured I held back.

“Thoughts, Callidora?” Eos’s voice interrupted my thoughts.

I realized there was sun shining on me. I looked around and it looked disturbingly like a farm. The area here was fairly open. I could see two barns and a house. I was expecting the house to be bigger for some reason, but it looked like a large farmhouse. A bit more modern maybe. I had no idea how something like this couldn’t have been found.

The cracks in this serene landscape started to show as I started to pick up on the activity. I saw some stablehands running about between the barns. The regular ones appeared to wear red jackets. There were some wearing black and white versions of their outfits, but I wasn’t sure what the different was yet.

It wasn’t until Eos took me further down the path that I saw others like me. Outside the barns were various pens. Each of the small pens were circular and had a pole in the center that had an arm coming off of it. I saw one one of them in action. There was a slender, but muscular, man was hooked onto some cables in the pen, forced to keep walking in circles as one of the stable hands in black shouted at him to raise his knees higher.

It suddenly sunk in that the ones in black were probably the personal handlers that Lucky and Clover were talking about. Given the plans Eos had for me, I would probably be stuck in one of those eventually. As we walked I saw more people dressed like ponies. Both men and women being taken from place to place. Some being given instructions, some being punished. I watched as one was strapped to what appeared to be a modified wheelchair that her handler was sitting in. I watched the handler crack the reins and the woman tried her best to pull the cart.

“It’s awful.” I finally said. The idea that anyone could think this was ok disgusted me.

“Well, we’ll see if you still think so in a moment.” The path Eos took me on went from the open area of the farm into the woods. I couldn’t imagine what could possibly be here. It took another few minutes of silent walking before I saw what it was.

A third barn.

“My farm is mostly known for the horses. We do other things here as well though.” A few stable hands were working on some machine outside of the barn as we approached. When they noticed us they quickly got up and opened the door so we could pass. Eos didn’t even acknowledge them. “If you don’t want to be a pony, Callidora, this is the other option I’m going to give you.”

The inside was horrifying.

The barn was lined with women all locked into metal frames. They were bent over, arms locked in the frame by their side, legs spread far apart. They had strange proportions. I could tell that, even if they could stand, they would have problems walking, they were far too topheavy. It took me a minute to realize that they probably weren’t removed from the rigs often. They probably had to learn to sleep like that, never being allowed to sit, lay down or stand up fully.

There were all kinds of tubes on them. I could see one going into each of their mouths, I had to assume they were sealed in there somehow since none of them were spitting them out. I could see ones inserted that were obviously meant to remove wastes. I heard one near me groan as some liquid started to come down the pipe and into her mouth. Given her reaction, I doubt it tasted very good.

Their wear was just an insult to injury. Each had a heavy cowbell around their neck. I could see each was wearing a headband with cow ears and horns on them. Most were wearing leggings with cow print on them.

I watched as one of the stablehands pulled a pair of clear cups out of a machine next to the poor woman’s stall and attached them to the breasts. I could hear the woman moan as I heard the machine start pumping. I looked at the woman, but she avoided my gaze the best she could.

I didn’t need Eos to tell me what they were. I knew what she was doing here. “These women are cows.”

She turned around and smiled at me. “Very good, Callidora. The Society has made a lot of medical advancements that aren’t really available to the public. One of which is simply referred to as the ‘hucow’ formula. It has various stages. A low dose can simply cause breast growth, it's something even Society members will use if they want a bit of a bigger bust. We also use it on show ponies in low doses. But if you stay on it for too long, it starts to cause lactation. Of course this kind of breast growth, along with the lactation results in more calorie intake. We’ve found it easier to just keep them locked in their stalls then to let them walk about. For the production level I desire, most couldn’t walk normally anymore anyway.”

Z was one thing, she was dangerous but she was an isolated incident. The ponies at least got to move around and get looked after. This on the other hand.

This was too much for me.

I felt the tears stinging my cheeks. “Why would you do this?”

“There is a market for everything, Callido-” Eos was cut off by one of the women moaning loudly. I saw one of the stablehands back up, a bit surprised. I could see the vibrator in her hands. I could put two and two together. She sighed and turned back towards me. “Plus there are some pleasurable parts of this job. I make sure the stablehands give each of these cows a few orgasms a day to keep them feeling good. Plus, another side effect of the formula appears to be that nipple stimulation feels very good. I’m sure each of these cows would hate to admit it, but I know they all just want their next milking to happen as soon as possible. The food having drugs in it that keeps them in a heat state doesn’t hurt either.”

“Talk to them a lot?” I was angry. But I couldn’t summon it. I was sad and scared. Eos said this was my other choice.

“Of course not, those tubes never come out of the mouths of these cows.” She gave my leash a tug and I just decided to follow her. Whatever would let me leave this horrible place the fastest. “I have one more sight to show you before you make up your mind.”

She walked me towards a door at the end of the hall. I stared at the ground so I didn’t have to look at these women anymore than I had too. I heard the door open and watched as we walked through. I didn’t lift me head until we were out of that area of the barn.

I regretted it immediately. There was only one woman in here. She was in a similar rig that every other woman was, but it seemed to be more padded than the other rigs. There was something special about this woman apparently. I watched her lookup, a blank expression on her face.

I gasped as it clicked into place who she was.

“I thought you might recognize her, Callidora. Audrey Whitlock. She was the Olympic gold medalist that went missing shortly after the closing ceremonies a few years ago.” Audrey tried to look back down, but Eos held her head up.

“Moo?” Audrey said out loud, looking at Eos. The blank look on her face never went away. She looked like she had mentally checked out a long time ago. In a way I was happy for her, she might not be aware of what was happening to her.

“Audrey here was an experiment that made me quite a bit of money. I’m not going to bore you with the details. I honestly don’t care about them much myself, I’m not a biochemist. She has the honor of being the first in a line of cows here that have had some modifications done to them to not only make their milk creamier and much tastier, but produce much more of it.” I watched Eos stroke Audrey’s hair. She closed her eyes and leaned into it like she was enjoying it. “Audrey is the sole producer of the milk used for my Gold Medal chocolates. They’re very indemand, I sell each one for thousands of dollars a box.”

Every word made me feel more numb. I knew Audrey’s story. She was one of my heroes. At one point I thought about what I could do to become an olympian because of her. When she vanished I just… couldn’t dream of filling her footsteps anymore. She had vanished and no one could find her. To think this is where she had been for years, having all of this done to her. It hurt more than I thought it would.

I watched as one of the stablehands approached. “Would you like us to wait to feed her. Mistress Eos?”

“No, go ahead.” She stepped to the side as the stable hand lifted her head back up. Audrey mooed again before a large plug shaped thing was pressed into her mouth and secured around her head. I watched a greyish liquid make it’s way from a nearby tank into her mouth.

I watched this for a bit, Eos made no move to pull me away or say anything. I could feel new tears streaming down my cheek as I watched my hero just… locked away like an animal. Spending her days being constantly fed and milked. This was her life. She had been here for years.

“I…” My throat felt raw as I tried to speak.

“Hm? Did you say something, Callidora?” Eos turned away from Audrey and turned to face me.

“I want to be a pony.”

[magiefish]

hhhhhhhhhh guess who drew all the batim characters in prep for the comic they’re making!

yeah so it took like 4 days to draw all these guys, and it was actually pretty fun figuring out colours and designs and stuff!

(also, update on the Reveries Twisted comic, I have a plan for the first chapter but i have like, 7 tests next week and I haven’t started drawing it yet so it’s definitely not going to be coming out anytime soon sdfgsdfsj but i am still working on it!)

anyway, i felt like writing little descriptions for every character, so feel free to read these below the ‘keep reading’ line if you feel like it! My ask box is also always open, so if u have any questions feel free to ask

Bertrum Piedmont-he/him, gay/ace

-Started working as a mechanic at about 15 and worked his way up from there -Everyone in the studio @ him: why are u british -His big ego often gets in the way of things, but at his core he's a good person (doing bad shit but ultimately having good intentions is common among these guys shdgfs) -Wlw & mlm solidarity w/ Lacie, who is his most trusted confidant and friend -Actually treats his employees well, even when they do basically nothing all day, so he does a lot of work himself most of the time Linda Stein-she/her, straight as a ruler -Parents immigrated from Spain -She's very catholic and very into 'traditional family values' and that sort of stuff -She is sweet, but her strict morals and black and white ethics often make her do unintentional harm -She is also pretty oblivious to most things Jack Fain-he/him & they/them, pan/ace, OCD -Mother immigrated from China to France, and then he moved to America, it's confusing -Can play the violin really well, but is terrible at composing his own pieces -Peak friend material -Short and round and soft with a love of a good espresso -Kind and quiet but ultimately ineffective and happy to watch from the sidelines Daniel 'Buddy' Lewek-he/him, aro/ace, autistic, jewish -He is curious and observant, but very very naive -He finds it hard to pick up on social cues, and tends to daydream a lot -Never really had a father figure, and unfortunately kind of half sees Joey as one (baaaad choice), but his mother is great -Loves drawing and tends to chew on pens (and most objects really) -Too young Susie Campbell-she/her, demi -Her parents were Russian and she picked up their accent, but taught herself how to cover it up. She is now excellent at voice acting. -Has a birthmark most theatres turned her away for. But luckily voice acting gave her another chance at performance, and the music department really does not care about it. -Her dad was a butcher, so she now knows a concerning amount about how to cut up and dissect meat. -She gets easily attached to things emotionally, and has a whole pile of random bits and bops she keeps on her person because she can't throw them away. -Naive, but smart enough to know how to read and deceive people if needed. Ms Abigail Lambert-she/her, lesbian -A very gifted artist, who is quite frustrated with the business aspect of animation. -Picked up quite a few things about engineering from Lacie. -Stern, but kind. Motherly, if she likes you and you squint hard enough. -Used to fighting for things. -Giving her food is a pretty good way to get her to like you. Being an artist, she forgets to eat at the correct times a lot, so a meals always appreciated. Norman Polk-he/him, gay, albino -Knows how to fix things, knows how to fight, knows how to hide -General cool uncle vibes -He watches people a lot, and gives off some creepy vibes, but he does genuinely care about people -Knows something is up and is determined to find out what (even if he dies trying) -Fought in WW1, then worked at a cinema for a bit. Emma Lamont-she/her, heteroflexible -Keep dancing even when everything goes wrong -Bit of a 'i'm better than these fools' mentality going on -But she's pretty chill, and willing to act when needed -Basically every woman in the studio knows her on the basis that she chills in the girls bathroom. -Hates Joey, but knows those who stir up a bit too much trouble usually 'resign' Sammy Lawrence-he/him, (vocal-romantic) bi/ace, ADD -His dad sucked, so he ran away. He's also the reason he's largely abandoned his faith, but he still holds hope that there is some kind of god out there. -He and Jack are basically brothers, they've known each other for a long time. -He can compose music in his head, but can play basically every instrument. -Tall and thin and sharp with a love of black coffee. -He's actually pretty chill and nice, but the conditions of the studio (workload, noises, dreams) have left him quick to snap and a stressed out mess. -He's pretty oblivious to his own feelings and spends basically all his time thinking about music, so he usually only realises that he has a crush on someone if he hears them singing (hence the vocal-romantic joke) Johnny Hart-he/him (she/her), gay (trans), heart condition -A nervous wreck who avoids everything and everyone -Trans but doesn't realise it, he thinks this level of discomfort has something to do with his heart condition or something like that. -Speaking of which, if he gets genuinely terrified or panicked he could have a heart attack. -Hence why he's a recluse who remains in the organ room and interacts w/ literally no one. -Except Dot and Buddy (who forgets he exists and who he also has a crush on). Wally Franks-he/him, pan -Friends with literally everyone who isn't one of the older folks (and thomas) -Honorary member of the music department because he can play a harmonica and vibes with everyone there. -Tries to put a positive spin on everything, often beyond the point of reason -A mischevous, mildly selfish prankster with a heart of gold -Gossip pals with Susie and Norman The Violinist-she/her, nobody knows -Has literally never expressed an emotion ever -Seems to know things are going to happen before they happen -Just generally pretty weird -She isn't friends with Dot, they're both just vaguely interested in what the others doing -She looks a lot like Allison, but the two have never spoken and nobody knows if they're sisters Thomas Connor-they/them, gynephilia -He is just. So tired. -An actual mechanical genius who gets his work used for the wrong purposes. -Is very of the 'when you're on a path stick to it' mentality -Cold and hard exterior that vertually no one except Allison has ever managed to get through. -He can and will beat you up. Henry Stein-he/him, gay, vitiligo -Nice and hardworking. -Doesn't have many emotions other than to draw. -He's in fucking narnia he's so deep in the closest. -Feels emotions, but buries them deep down and doesn't express them too clearly. -Has difficulty setting healthy boundaries with people and represses himself far too much. Joey Drew-he/him, homoromantic/pansexual, bipolar disorder, alcohol and cigarette addictions -Chaotic, feral, short little man who lies to everyone -Charismatic as hell, but also a terrible friend and person in general -He doesn't blink enough, does not know the meaning of personal space, and hasn't aged for about 4 years, which are all very bad signs. -Doesn't understand how to run a business but does so anyway. Doesn't understand how to interact with people but does so anyway. Doesn't understand how to create life but does so anyway- -He isn't pure evil, he just gets into very bad mindsets and makes poor decisions that lead him down the wrongest way to go. -Does some self evaluation and goes 'maybe this wasn't the right way chief :/' just a bit too late Audrey Dempsey-she/her, lesbian, Borderline Personality Disorder -Feral conspiracy theorist -May or may not be related to multiple studio members -Everyone's called her crazy for years and made her feel like a burden, and she is hellbent on proving everyone wrong -Quite socially awkward, and rather sarcastic with a dark sense of humour -Works for Archgate Allison Pendle-she/her & they/them, androphilic/ace -Is forever lost in a vintage clothing store -Most people say she seems nice, but everyone just kind of subconciously registers that there is something up with her -Knows a lot about the supernatural -The person closest to Joey, which doesn't necessarily mean they're friends -Nobody has ever seen the right side of her face Dot Acciaci-she/her, pan -Her parents are Italian, and she speaks a little herself, usually using it to encrypt her private notes -Mischevious & curious, but ultimately kind -She will find out your secrets, and is very good at reading people -Great storyteller -Struggles with loneliness a lot Dr Eleanor Hackenbush-she/her, aro/ace -Science knows no bounds -Doesn't care what your motivation is, as long as you give her some cash and some experiments -Filled with nothing but utter spite Ms Reina Rodriguez-they/them, demi -Tired of everything -Although she puts up a calm exterior, Rodriguez is very attached to the studio and views it as her 'new family', having a terrible relationship with her old one -Her family drama connects to the fact they're very catholic, but she nobody knows what this drama is other than Joey Tessa Arch-she/her, straight -An absolute bitch -Trusts her husband far too much -Not very smart, but compensates for this for being good looking and rich Shawn Flynn-he/him (intersex), pan -Jovial, but gets angry quickly -Willing to do 'wrong' things if it helps someone else out, kind of like Robin Hood or something -His mother taught him how to sew and he helped her make clothes when he was younger -Found it hard to get a job because he's Irish, so despite being tired of all the bullshit of JDS, he is reluctant to look elsewhere -Friends with Lacie and Grant because they appreciate his humour Lacie Benton-She/her, lesbian, trans -Tougher than the toughies -wlw & mlm solidarity w/ Bertrum, who she views as one of the only genuinely smart people in JDS and who she has worked for for basically all of her life -Feels like something is up, but doesn't notice much if it doesn't connect to her work -Has automatophobia -Friend with Shawn and Grant because she respects their dedication to their work Grant Cohen-He/him, bi, depression, jewish -Absolute madlad at maths -Acts like he doesn't care what you think, cares far too much about what you think -Everyone wants him to just get therapy already -Doesn't have many friends, but has a weird 'we're both horribly overworked' kinship with Sammy, so they usually just chill and smoke together -Friends with Shawn and Lacie because they're actually mentally stable and he needs some rocks Nathan Arch-He/him, straight -You should hate him -You should hate him a lot -Super rich and doesn't pay his workers enough -Silver tongued -Basically a spider. Creates webs of manipulation and lies, sees a lot, and knows plenty about waiting for his prey to come to him.