#does anyone else face this issue or am i just wack

[bug-s0da]

do you do commissions? :D

not as of right now! it's been a while though so i've been wanting to get back into doing comms... idk i'll for sure post about it if/when i decide to open comms :3

[blushingdread]

Hi MLB fandom, I am a passerby that tried to watch the show for my GF and failed, but I have read a bunch of fanfics and I think Butterfly Emilia would be cool as fuck

Some headcanons:

The butterfly does long-range magic by connecting to others and giving them magic, they're weapon isn't a weapon. It's a tool for communicating with their champions. Emilia has this big ass old timey microphone bc she's a former performer (actress if i rember correctly?) And she's all for the dramatics (Gabriel would have a head set) Despite it not being a weapon, she still wacks people with it

She has seven different pieces of butterfly jewelry on her transform (2 earrings, 2 rings, brooch, hair piece, and one holding her skirt in the back) fighting her directly is very annoying because they have no idea which fucking one is her miraculous

You may notice she's not wearing a mask, just makeup. Her face has been run through every database known to man. The cloaking magic makes it impossible to actually figure out. She doesn't really see herself as a villain, and she doesn't read comic books. Her outfit is more of a performance outfit (Marinette likes western comic books and is super hero themed, Adiren sees himself as a magical girl)

Her main motivation is that she's a MASSIVE control freak with entitlement issues. She was born rich rich and stumbled upon God jewelry. She is drunk on power 24/7 and doesn't think consequences exist. She wants to revive Gabriel bc she loves him. She's terrorizing Paris bc she thinks her happy ending is the most important and doesn't care about anyone else

Gabriel "died" from using both the peacock and butterfly to make Adiren (who Emilia designed herself, with blueprints) despite the fact that Noorou and Duusuo told them that using two miraculouses at once was a bad idea. He's her SIMP

Natalie is her childhood friend who is used to her "eccentric" behavior, and isn't in on the evil

Monarch constantly hyjacks tv/radio waves to harass the heroes. "This would be all be over if you just gave me your miraculous", "Why do you have to drag out this conflict? I just want to fix the wrong thing this magic caused.", "did that old man tell you anything before he gave you those?" <- at first. She tries to have good pr by making all her akumas only capture and sometimes helping people, but eventually she shows her true colors and she's no longer able to make the media call Ladybug and Chat selfish for not giving her their miraculouses. After her flip switches, she still does this, but it's more obvious. "This is all your fault, you know."Maybe I'll just keep doing this at 3am :D." kinda shit

Let's Adiren go to school bc both of the Kawami were like, "He doesn't actually love you. You just made him love you. You're actually a shitty mom." And it hurt her pride so much that she let her control of him slip to prove that he prefers her, and then he wanted to public school and it made her so maddd that she constantly targets the school to scare him and chase him back into her arms "of his own free will"

Emilia thinks Marinette is absolutely perfect and fits in her family so nicely. Except for some minor defects, she can correct ♡ much to Mari's slow dawning horror

Very vindictive and petty. Like, have a butterfly follow Ayla around for a week for reporting on her petty. She is doing psychological warfare on the children

Let's Chloé be childhood friends with Adrien literally bc she makes him uncomfortable, seee how good your mom is compared to others + Really likes Audrey and having perks from the mayor which means they have to be childhood friends

[calypsoff3]

Twenty. Part 3

I just think it’s wack, like to admit some shit like that to anyone. I don’t want to be that nigga, I don’t want to be the person they see as crazy, this is what is upsetting me the most. I ain’t crazy but I guess that is just me being in denial, imagine the love of your life knows you’re crazy. That would put anyone off, I can’t even look her in the eye “you know where the door is” I walked off “Chris, only you can help yourself in this. You have the right tools, and you know it” he said before I walked out “I will walk you out” Robyn said to him “the sweetest, thank you” I need some air “you want to play a game Chris?” Bouba asked but I just walked out “you want me to come?” Herb asked, just everyone asking me shit. Just leave me alone, let me be in peace. Sliding the door open and stepping outside, the breeze hit my face and I instantly felt better. That was the hardest thing to admit, to admit that I ain’t a normal person. I am on the verge of losing my mind, I don’t know. I can’t even face Robyn now, I am ashamed of this. Placing a cigarette between my lips, I can’t self-destruct because that is what is going to be next, I will end up making Robyn divorce me forever, I feel it. I passed this onto my kids, this is why they don’t listen, this is me. This is all my fault, I am going to be laughed at by everyone “Chris” Robyn said, looking behind me. She closed the door, lighting the cigarette but I don’t know why “can I be in shock? Can I just have a moment without you thinking I want to leave you or that I hate you for being the way you are” blowing the smoke out from my lips and I just threw the cigarette in the pool “now why would you do that” I shrugged “I don’t know, because I just, I can’t look you in the eye knowing what you know, how shameful is this. I am a fucking weirdo like my mom. That is what all your family will say, that is what everyone will say, I can’t do it and I won’t” Robyn frowned at me “who said they need to know? Not once did I say that to you that they need to know so why mention that? Just relax yeah, I am not judging you, I need a moment to take it in” I clenched my jaw.

Robyn has been quiet for a while, maybe five minutes or so now “to me it means nothing because I have been dealing with that person for years so everything he said, I have been living with it. What I can’t take is you with other women, it pushes me. This is the issue, but to hear that Chris. To hear what you have it makes sense because for the life of me I could never understand how you love me but then treated me like that, I was so confused. Then explaining to people he does love me though and they look at me like, but he just spoke to you like shit. It makes sense to me, it all does. And I feel bad because I never helped you, I never picked up on it. I just left it, and you was struggling, you wasn’t being you and I know you. I always said that you wasn’t the man I married, you left jail a different person, of course you did. You had this; it makes sense Chris. It all does, to me it does because I live with you. It’s like living with two people, I get it Chris. I do” pressing my lips into a hard thing line “and I am not judging you, you aren’t bad. He said it to me, he said that you are not bad to the extreme, but you do have it” I feel sad “you’re not a bad guy, Chris. I love you; I love the person you are not anything else, I was just always confused with what you wanted, you are still the man I married” wiping the tears that fell as I sniffled, she made her way over to me “come here” she hugged “you’re still the light hearted man, I don’t want you to push me away” she knows I am wanting to do that.

Sitting across from Robyn, we have been outside for a while now. It’s nothing awkward, I am rather relaxed now “you know what Chris, you don’t need to tell anyone. You don’t need to show anything to anyone because why should they know. I can’t thank you so much for letting me know, this is a big thing for you, and I appreciate you so much Chris, to show me that side of you and to allow me to know but you don’t need to tell anyone. I know you are struggling with it; I know you don’t like it, but you aren’t bad. Just need to work on it nigga, you good” I smiled “see you good, I mean I wasn’t expecting this, but we move on Chris. You’re alive, you’re well and this is what I want. You ain’t needing to hide but you just need to control it right?” nodding my head “and we can get to that point, I will help and support you because I want the best for you, for the kids. Wow Chris, you are a strong man because you raised them kids and had your own hidden battles, that is a lot Chris, you have done an amazing job too” I smiled “and it kind of makes me feel like shit that you wanted to leave me quickly, thinking that I would judge you for having this? No way, your mom is the sweetest thing, I feel protective of her since knowing. People are evil but she is so calm, cool, collective. She is so sweet, anything rude or mean she doesn’t care. Like with my mom, she is rude but I want to be here for you to help you, this doesn’t change a thing Chris, trust me” she smiled “I am talking too much now, how do you feel?” taking in a deep breath “like a weight has been lifted from me, but I do get those impulsive moment where I jump, I would rather jump then allow anyone to get one over which is not the right reaction, and I get that” she nodded her head “that is you all over Chris, you just need to erm. Help yourself like Maxwell said” nodding my head agreeing.

I feel good about me, I feel like Robyn isn’t any different with me and that makes me happy. I don’t know what I assumed she would have been like; Robyn is so supportive of me, and I should know this. I am feeling better with myself anyways, I am just feeling very exhausted because I haven’t slept because of this. Looking at my phone, Rylee is calling me “hello” I answered, “hi dad, where have you been hiding?” the ways she is speaking to me, like she has some secret “in Jamaica why?” I questioned “and where is mom?” oh she is sniffing for gossip, Robyn walked in, and I put my hand up “me and your mom don’t speak so how would I know where she is? Have you lost her?” Rylee went silent on the phone “well she went away on business, and I am just saying you are abroad too so she could be with you” I chuckled “with me? Your mom hates me, that talk did nothing but make us worse, shall I come home? Who is looking after you, your mom isn’t a good person leaving like that” Robyn’ mouth fell open, putting it on speakerphone “no, no. It’s ok dad, just wanted to check she is not with you, that is all. Mom is a good person dad, stop being rude” she told me off “well why did she leave you then?” I questioned “wow dad, I just called to check, stop being dense” I gasped “dense, ok. Well your mom isn’t here so now what?” Rylee scoffed “you are so grumpy; I don’t need this vibe in my life so bye” she put the phone own “you are so annoying! Text her and say you didn’t mean to do it, idiot” Rylee is not happy with me now.

I am all for Chris having this disorder, it actually doesn’t upset me at all. Finding out was a shock at first but I soon didn’t feel anything towards it, it’s something I have lived with being with him and it’s not life changing, we can actually get through it but cheating. I can’t deal with it, something that has to not happen. I will love and support him through it all, I am not bothered really but I am more bothered about sex. This whole thing isn’t even annoying me, it’s him having a dick that he isn’t putting to use at all. He is in bed facing away from me, I don’t think he is asleep. Maybe he is slowly about to sleep but he isn’t fully asleep, I am frustrated from this. Like I really can’t think of what he has because I want sex, I really want it in me. I want him to make me forget my name, looking over at him just laying away from me. Turning onto my side, maybe I will initiate it. Shuffling over to him, let me be the big spoon. Managing to wrap my arms around him and pressing my face to the skin of his back “huh” hearing him say “are you ok?” I asked, laying my hands flat on his chest “yeah” he said, trying to peak over his shoulder, his eyes are shut “I just want you to be ok” pressing a kiss onto his back and lifting my head up “like all of this will just pass and we are going to be ok” am I a creep, absolutely, I want sex “but like things will be ok” I smiled to myself, my hands travel fast, I mean it’s my husband. He hasn’t even flinched or cared as I reached my goal. I felt the butterflies in my stomach as I touched his bulge, smiling to myself “Chris?” I said, then I hear the light snores. I was about to slap his dick, but I stopped myself, he is tired, and I am a feign.

I am so grumpy, watching Chris walk to the bathroom “god” I kicked my legs around like a spoilt child, no sex and I am running out of days, I do care for what I came to hear about, but I want sex. Grabbing my phone, I hate life. My pussy is wet, seeing Jah has replied to me late. My rant text too, let me call him instead. Letting the phone ring out “I died laughing and then came back alive to laugh at it again, wow. The Rihanna having problems getting sex” placing my arm over my eyes “it’s just not going to happen, like this whole thing is serious but I am being a very unserious person right now” I said in a whisper “you have never been a serious person, I wish I was there to laugh so you found the problem out and all you can think of is sex? You’re a bad person, so what is he doing now? Do morning sex? Try it” he said “he ran out of bed” the bathroom door opened, I moved my arm back “oh he is in deep thought, you are the worst person right now. You need to initiate it, chile. Walk around naked, the fuck. Wear the bikini and make him touch you to put sun cream on, do it” watching Chris put his sweatpants on “I think I will, I just woke up” he walked over to me “I will cook you breakfast” he said to me “oh ok” Jah screamed laughing “she wants dick!” he shouted, putting the volume “she wants dick” he keeps saying “are you ok?” he said and then held my hand that was just held up “yeah, yeah. Just woke up, I will be down” he smiled at me and walked off “you’re so unhinged” I said on the phone putting the volume back up “women force sex too” he is nasty “shut the hell up” it’s getting desperate too actually.

Drinking the juice with a slight smile to my face, I don’t know why but I can’t help but smile. I have my husband cooking for me, I am ok. I will get sex tonight too “what’s with he smile?” Chris asked me, he is seeing the change “mhmm just smiling, did you apologise to Rylee? She didn’t need you to attack her about me?” Chris put his fork down “I did text her, I said sorry I was a little drunk” raising an eyebrow “I wish you was drunk to be honest” Chris pulled a face “ignore me, but about yesterday Chris, I just want you to know you have my full support in helping you through this, I want you to be comfortable in telling me things. I want you to be ok with even calling me to just talk. I don’t want you to tell anyone, why should they know Chris I will support you fully and I will get you out of the contract with Roc Nation and I want you to continue to make music but me, honestly Chris nothing has changed with me. Don’t ever think I am going to treat you any different, what it has done is made me aware that you aren’t being just a dickhead, that it wasn’t me thinking you’re being nasty to me. To me Chris, it’s shown me that you do love me a lot and you can’t help yourself” he is so emotional “don��t get upset” he flicked his tear away “I do love you Robyn, always have” nodding my head in agreement, I know he means it.

I put my bikini on, I am going to try what Jah said, well I was thinking of doing it anyways, but he is outside. My phone and sun cream in hand I made my way outside, Chris’ friend walked in as I walked out, and I swore he smiled at me but then checked me out. I am wearing Chris’ jacket so I am not fully showing off my body, I have lost a lot of my weight so we shall see what reaction I get. Chris is looking at me with a cigarette hanging from his lips, I can’t help but smile to myself as I placed the sun cream and mobile to the side. Taking the jacket off, this has to work “Chris” picking the bottled up and turning around “can you help me?” I asked, he moved his cigarette back “I can’t reach” he laughed “sure” he made his way over to me, maybe I should lay down, I think I will lay down, he can reach places “oh” I said turning around as I nearly hit into him “I will take it”  Chris took the bottle from me, I am getting my own way and I like it. Laying down and getting comfortable, I need to be sexy now. I am trying to be innocent here “stop sucking in your stomach” he said as he slapped the sun cream on, my eyes bulged out, the slap wasn’t hard, but it made me breath out “nigga?” I said, he is such a clown, but he just laughed.

I clenched my thighs together when his hand just grazed my already wet pussy, Chris paused and looked at me “you keep doing this?” I know he’s not dumb “remember to get every part of me Chris, you’re missing the part near my panty line” I said, he looked at my body and then my face “this is hard work” I will make it hard work for him soon, biting on my nail. He shuffled across and then continued massaging the cream into the panty line “just under” I mumbled, Chris looked at me “why?” he is being so hard “I said what I said, don’t you think my toes look good” I felt my pussy pulsate as his hand just went under the panty, I let out a moan “now hold on” he moved back, then he just stared down at me “yes?” rubbing his hands together “painted white nails, hairless pussy, freshly done too” he pointed at me, he moved down and grabbed my foot, uncrossing my legs. I squinted my eyes at him “now” he slowly moved to back where he was stood “if I know currently” I let out one of the biggest gasp as his hand made it’s way over my already wet pussy area “if I know currently, you are wet” his hand moved against the cloth, the friction is already making me gasp “you” he moved his hand back “are a feign” he can’t do this “Chris!” I spat; I swear I will murder him “I will suck your dick!” I shouted; I am acting like a complete whore right now.

He knows now, he does, and I am not ashamed at all but he needs to give it up playing hard to get and for what. He literally is ignoring me now and didn’t come back at all and is speaking to them niggas, fuck them niggas and please me. Placing my shades over my eyes, getting up from the lounger. Placing my feet in the sliders and made my way over to the niggas, they can move, and they better do. Chris did a double take at me as I made my way over to him, they all continued to talk, and I just stood next to Chris and leaned against him. He offered me his blunt, I shook my head “I don’t think you should release anything, that nigga asking you for vocals, I would tell him no. On god” the fat one said, “I know but money is money bruh” I am in the way, they need to move now “so you’re doing it?” usually I care for their talk, but I don’t. If he don’t touch me in a minute I will riot, resting my head on this chest and he did, he lazily put his arm over my shoulders “you know earlier I heard someone shout I will suck your dick was that you?” Herb asked “no, that was Chris. He said he is going to suck mine” licking my top lip to try and not laugh “that was real Barbadian now, don’t play me” I giggled “you’re cold” Chris said to me “we going now” one of them said “finally” I breathed out “so am I” he started to walk off “hey!” I spat; he shook his head laughing “you are literally playing in my face now” he bit his bottom lip “it’s been months” he nodded his head “has it? You have your audience of toys now” of course he would bring that up “you are so jealous of my toys, it’s sick. Like leave them alone” I snorted laughing “you are allowing me to go home dickless? Like it’s so bad, how bad is this” he is laughing but I am not “you came here to support me, not use me” he walked off, I can’t stand him.

Chris asked me if I wanted to go out with him and the boys and whatever I refused, I am not playing his game anymore, I am done, I am over it. I am not letting him get to me anymore. Least the home is quiet, and I can just sit in the living room without his people being around, just silence. I can now actually call the kids because nobody will be around. I huffed out as I reached the bottom “I thought it was you walking down the steps” I yelped out holding my chest, Chris is just stood there “oh my god, my heart right now. You said you was going” he shook his head “I made them leave the house, you misheard me I think” side eyeing him “whatever, you can go” I said “no” he made his way over to me and his mouth came crashing against mine as both of his hands captured my face. I welcomed him with a moan, my hand sliding behind his neck to deepen the kiss. I had been taken by surprise because he has been ignoring everything and annoying me. I pushed my lips further against his, the feeling of our lips moving against each other, the taste of our tongues exploring each other's mouth was too overwhelming, nobody was going to stop us. He pulled apart our lips but remained close, his hands were still on my face as we looked into each other eyes, both out of breath but then I laughed and he pressed a kiss to my lips again “let’s go” he gripped me and picked me off of the floor, wrapping my arms around his neck.

[border-spam]

Maw is rlly good but I personally like the idea of Troy having his skag-mouth as a birth defect from Tyreen leeching him in the womb. Makes for more sibling/family drama, which I inhale like a gas-huffer.

I’m here for drama, yesss. Would actually love to see this idea being used! There is so much there for doing juicy shit with the twins, at the end of the day, both of the nasty little shits are abominations from a galactic power standpoint, so why not go wild with the monster aspect, eh?

My own worldbuilding brain is funky though. Part of why I enjoy doing dives into characters and lore so much, is that I love finding ways to make things make sense, and Troy existing at all in Borderlands does not make any.

So something lots of folks mentioned pre-release was that if the twins were going to be conjoined, they would have to be the same sex. It’s just not medically feasible to have xy/xx conjoined twins as they come from the same embryo split in two but not fully. The only option was they could be chimeric but that didn’t really suit what we were seeing either.

I remember that causing a wave cause holy shit, were we going to get a trans villain and could anyone trust GB to handle that without it being a trainwreck? I’m still happy they used word of god instead cause oof. I don’t want to think of how that could have gone down considering how both these characters ended up being used within the plot anyway. 

That means my smooth, analytically obsessed brain has to come up with other explanations for the absolute fuckery that is the Calypso twins and how the hell they exist in the first place when they couldn’t have formed conjoined, and that’s one of the reasons I couldn’t use this kind of extra fun shit like a natural monster mouth being why it’s so heavily modded. I needed to try and fix Troy so he... made sense to me. 

Bit of a medical dive into the absolute state of this man under the cut:

We end up with two fraternal twins.

Not identical in the slightest and very noticeable about that in their appearance. It’s not just the height difference, Tyreen’s undercut is dark brown, not Troy’s inky black. Their facial shapes vary massively and not just due to hormones, Ty’s eyes have a cheeky lil’ cat eye slope while Troy’s are sadder, leaning downwards at the outside curve. There’s very little to actually make them even look like siblings bar their colouration, but we still have what we know:

They were born conjoined, Troy had to be cut from Tyreen, and that’s likely why he has one arm.

Keep in mind his arm is literally never mentioned once in BL3. Not ONCE. No one ever references the twin’s childhoods bar Troy, so we actually have no idea if the arm loss is even related to being conjoined. 

We just all HC’d that as a fandom with no evidence, not even a hint of information regarding this was provided and I think that’s something we forget about often enough as it’s so widely accepted Troy was born without his right arm. Actually strange to think about that, ain’t it?

But I’m rambling - so, I figured we have two fraternal twins, sharing some kind of horrific all consuming monster entity power between them. One can do fuck all bar embarrass himself and faint, and the other can’t STOP her power functioning to the point she can’t touch anything without consuming it.. so my idiot worldbuilding brain says “Hey. Well, that’s clearly what happened then. They were in the same womb, she started to consume him.” Logic. 

Logic works for me, so it stuck. 

Made sense that it’s how he’s a Siren at all when the entire cosmos has said Sirens are women, he’s one because the power that was consuming him filled his little body enough to see him as itself, so it stopped - leaving the developing twins joined, and half of Troy’s torso lost to Tyreen.

I can’t justify much else to my fact hungry thought processes, the skag mouth wouldn’t work for me because I can’t fit it in, him being a natural Siren doesn’t work for me cause it can’t fit either, but it does open an avenue of logic for my brain to start following down, and that’s why in Leech Lord, Troy is so desperately unwell. 

Growing up barely having survived being consumed in utero is not going to go very well when you’ve no medical assistance living on a shitty little dirthole planet with your dad.

Damaged organs from The Leech feeding as he grew, out of wack hormones ravaging a body that couldn’t really regulate them correctly in puberty leading to massive growth spurts and bone structure issues, no proper nutrition, starving half the time as his size outpaced the amount of food he and Typhon could scavenge, it all comes together into a very delicate health balance. 

We already know Troy is very unwell at times from what we see ingame, it made sense to me, so I ran with this line. 

He’s sick when he doesn’t want to be, he’s weak when it’s an embarrassment to the character role he’s playing. He covers himself in tattoos and aggressive mods to try and combat looking delicate, so he can lie to himself that he’s not pitiful and bolster his fragile ego. The massive, hulking prosthetic is there to MAKE you look at it. A way of proving how unashamed he is of the damage to his right side, and it works. 

The gullible believe, the stupid remain easy to control, and billions see him as a God, rather than the truth - that he’s a very sick, very delicate man.

A lot of what I do with Troy is there to support the underlaying character I’ve tried to write for him in some desperate attempt to try and make the bastard have some logical excuse to exist in the first place. 

If I’d gone down the route of having his Maw be something that wasn’t self inflicted, I would have gone off track with the direction I was taking him in, even though I am WEAK for that kind of monster level shit.. Mmm. 

I remember being asked:

Would troy have gotten the face mod if Seifa hadnt left?

[dudebroreg]

In the isolation of this quarantine, I’m gonna resurrect THIS old ass argument. “Can Spike still rightfully end up with Buffy after his actions, and if he can’t, isn’t the same true for Angel?” and “Is Spuffy as meaningful as or even compare to Bangel?”. The following “conversation” is hypothetical and “person” represents most of the arguments I’ve seen people on the other side of this make. Person: I don’t see how anyone could possibly ship Buffy and Spike after the bathroom scene. Me: He didn’t have a soul when he did that. Once he does have a soul, the evil he did is no longer his fault unless he repeats the behavior, but their slow-burned bond and her eventual love for who he becomes in Chosen is real. It’s canon that she fell in love with him when their fingers locked before his death if you take Joss’s words as truth, and even if you don’t and need something to be solidified on the program to accept it as canon, interpreting what Buffy felt in those last moments as romantic love is no more or less provable than the “she was just saying it to make Spike feel better” take. It makes complete sense that Spike thought she was lying after all of his experiences, though. That’s part of his own tragedy. That angst is part of why we love them as a pairing. Person: Wow look at you making excuses for one of the worst things someone can possibly do. There’s no going back after that. Idc what the plot did to justify his actions, and it’s despicable to think that the show would still give them anything resembling a love story after that. Boo hoo about his little tragedy. Am I supposed to feel bad after what he tried to do to her? Me: Okay fine, I see your point. I don’t see how anyone could possibly ship Buffy and Angel after he went on a killing spree meant to emotionally torture her, targeted her friends and family, KILLED JENNY and not only got off on the pain it inflicted on Buffy’s father figure but set it up to be as devastating for Giles as humanly possible, and almost brought Hell on Earth which would have killed millions in global genocide all for his twisted amusement. I don’t see how anyone could feel bad about him having a sword driven through him and pulled into Acathla after what he tried to do to Buffy, to her loved ones, and to the entire fucking world. Oh also he tried to drive a sword into her face right before her badass comeback. Person: He didn’t have a soul when he did that. It’s not Angel’s fault what Angelus does. It’s not really him, but Bangel’s epic eternal love at first sight is real and will never die. Me: .... Person: ... It’s different because Spike is a little more human even when he doesn’t have a soul. Me: Does that mean he deserves less credit or more? :/ :/ Person: ANGEL AND ANGELUS IS DIFFERENT FROM SOULLESS SPIKE AND SPIKE. Me: Nah same lore same rules breh. Soulless Spike seems more human because William was a sentimental sap and hopeless romantic when he was sired and so Spike was a deranged version of that personality, but still a demon and still wired to do evil, no matter how deeply he feels for someone. Liam was a self-indulgent douche who lived primarily for his own satisfaction when he was sired and thus became Angelus. Like in life, Angelus in death gave into all of his wicked cravings but without guilt or remorse. Who Spike and Angel are without a soul fits who they were with a soul perfectly within the rules of Buffyverse vampirism. But Soulless Spike is still Soulless Spike, he is still supernaturally coded to be a monster, and his ensouled version deserves the same level of forgiveness or lack thereof as his grandsire. If you don’t think Buffy should be with someone who’s done unspeakable things regardless of the supernatural reason for it, fine, but that’s not what you’re saying. Me: The bathroom scene was hard to watch but an important turning point because he realized that in his chipped state he can’t be his fully monstrous self nor can he be a good man. His options were to get the chip removed and be William the Bloody again, or get his soul and attempt to be a good man. The decision he made was something Angelus would never do, which I could use to say Spike is just better, but really they’re just different people with different motives. Bangel and Spuffy present the same issues with the concept of being pardoned via soul and if either vampire is really “worthy” of her romantic affections, no matter how much you try to twist Buffy/Spike as the more unshippable pairing to suit your own preference on which character Buffy should have a future with.

Person: ARE YOU SAYING SEASON 6 SPUFFY WASN’T TOXIC?! Me: Nah it definitely was, but Spuffy fandom in large part really doesn’t want Buffy to end up with season 6 Spike. Many of us think their “relationship” when he was soulless was *entertaining* and added character depth, and that they had real moments of connection in the midst of the ugliness, but most of us recognize how unhealthy it was and that it was no recipe for happily-ever-after. Irl there would be no turning back but also irl people are not literal demons who can go and win a soul to make up for some missing piece of them, just as Angel’s situation would also not happen in our reality. Me: A lot of us DO want her to end up with fully actualized soul-having Spike as he was by the end of season 7, in season 5 of Angel, and post series. Bangel is the passionate all-consuming first love story, but they NEVER achieved the level of understanding and full realization of the other that Spuffy ultimately did. Probably in part because Buffy was a fuckin’ high school teenager when Bangel happened, but that’s vampire genre for ya. Me: The speech Spike gave Buffy in Touched is something Angel could NEVER deliver at any point we’ve seen them, because Angel never knew her the way Spike did, and Buffy’s conceptualization of Angel is super idealistic and passion-charged, lacking the full range of understanding she has of Spike, probably because, again, she was a fuckin’ high school teenager when Bangel happened. Me: If she loves both of them, which I believe she does and the creator of the verse believes she does, it would take years for Buffy and Angel to discover and know each other to the depths that Buffy and Spike already do. Never mind that Buffy and Angel changed - they didn’t even know each other THAT well when they were together. The more Angel the Series dives into the whole of Angel, the more clear that becomes, and Buffy wasn’t anywhere near her full growth when he left for LA. Why go back and rebuild Buffy’s first major relationship when Spike is right there, the feelings are developed enough to where if she said “I absolutely do love you and you were wrong for doubting it” it wouldn’t seem wild whatsoever, and the natural romantic endpoint of her journey has more substance there? Because you just like Bangel more? Cool! You do you, but Buffy/Angel is still in no way the morally superior tv couple. Me: Also, not to be a dick on that whole love-at-first-sight deal, but it’s canon that Angel loved her the moment he saw her, which is weird to me since the first time he saw her was watching her creepily from a distance when she was 15 years-old in a short skirt and literally sucking on a lollipop.  Okay so I’m just being a prick with that last part because that too is a byproduct of 90s TV and vampire genre. “Bangel or Spuffy” is mostly a “which type of fictional relationship do I vibe with?” based debate. Bangel is one of those epic earth-shattering-consuming-my-whole-being-at-first-kiss romances, and the people who love that kinda thing will be inclined to support them, and I do love Angel as a whole. What I will always fight, no matter how old this subject and these shows get, is this wack idea that there are problems within Spuffy that make it more unshippable than Bangel, or even more hilariously that Buffy “deserves” better than Spike and yet “deserves” Angel. 

Though, if you tell me you think she’s too good for both of them, you have a much stronger case there, but that doesn’t make me love Spuffy any less, nor would it make someone else stop loving Bangel.

[calypsoff]

Eight. Part 5

Who would have thought Chris’ bed was comfy, I think it’s just the fact I know he has slept in this “mhmm” laying onto my back, then again I bet he has had sex with her in this, now I am angry and want to get out of this bed, see now I have set myself up to be angry all day with him and he won’t even know why but honestly, I need to get out of this bed. Jay Brown and I had a little argument for ditching him the way I did so I do need to go back today and finish off my album, but to have seen Chris and to know he is stable, I can rest easy to know this. I do not ever regret coming here, I would rather delay a whole album and miss out on money, I am happy I did. When Chris was saying all those things to me, I just felt myself defrosting, I put this cold barrier up because I was so angry with him, I was angry at him so much that he did what he did to me, it hurt. But when he spoke to me, to see him breakdown slowly by slowly, like that barrier he put up came down and I didn’t expect him to say sorry to me about the sex the night before we left, I wasn’t expect an apology for it but he was so sincere and he felt bad about it, I think it happened and I am not angry at him but because we was not getting along anyways, that happened but I am just happy he spoke to me, and he’s made me feel love again, and I just get all giddy inside when he says he loves me, I just didn’t expect it from him. I came here just to see him because he is my friend no matter what, but I got more then I wanted from this, I just need to think about him. Chris is very sensitive, he’s very big on being the man of the house and I don’t ever want to take that away from him. I need to think carefully but taking it slow will help him. Pushing the covers off of my body, swinging my legs around to get out of bed.

I had to clean the mess I made, I had to also clean the mess Rich decided to make because he made breakfast, which was sweet of him but still, I had to clean that mess. Now it’s the afternoon and it’s getting late, but I have finally finished the clean-up, thank god “I never want to share a bathroom with you again, don’t ever tell anyone this happened” Rich laughed, he laughed so hard “am I that bad?” shaking my head “no, I am joking but you sure do make a mess cooking, don’t ever try to cook again” I pointed at him “got you, so we going to the hospital and then going to Miami?” nodding my head “yes, hold this” holding the book Chris has been drawing in “we taking it?” he took it from me “yes, I want him to know I know” I winked twirling around “also I want to take him some food before I go, take him something nice so he can eat. I mean he is already skinny and hairy, well on the face but I need to make sure he eats” putting my coat on “so you want to mother him?” Rich isn’t wrong “possibly but he’s my friend, you look after friends” zipping my coat up “is he your friend or lover?” Rich is pushing today “he is my friend first, because no matter what happens to us I know that foundation is there. If we don’t end up being anything, we will always be friends and I love that about us” I smirked at Rich “good answer, let’s go then. Also this apartment is dope you know, for him” nodding in agreement, it is nice.

I have every part of my face covered, I look crazy as hell, but I can’t be too relaxed, I do not want to be pointed out and for news headlines to hit that I am here, then exposing Chris to that mess that he isn’t ready for. I get where he is coming from, I get what he means because being famous is not fun. I mean it has its perks but being harassed by the things you do, I know my manager is going to lose his mind to know I want to be with Chris, an ex convict. They will bring up his past and I don’t want that for him but it’s going to happen, if we do actually be together. I want to keep him a secret for as long as I can “aye, turn here” Rich said, I was here walking straight ahead “his room is here, just wait here. I will check first” nodding my as I looked up to see where I will stand, looking back down “won’t be a minute” resting against the wall as I waited out for Rich to come and get me, I hope he is alone. I mean I have no issues with his friends, but we can’t say or do anything without them teasing him and then Chris gets all shy with me, he kind of plays it all off because they are teasing him “clear” Rich said to me, thank god “is it empty?” I have to ask “it is” moving my hood back walking into the room, the cutest smile on Chris’ face, I haven’t seen this kind of smile before.

I am so glad to be taking my coat off “I was thinking where you were at? Took your time” placing my coat on the chair “miss me huh?” he shook his head “I was bored, so my apartment is ok yeah? You slept well” I won’t be telling tell him how I got angry at the thought some other girl slept there, I will keep that to myself “it was nice, thank you. I changed your bed covers and cleaned. Your mom never cleaned it like she said, I took time because I cleaned your place after sleeping in your bed. I noticed though, you had one bar of soap in the shower. What the fuck is that all about?” Chris busted out laughing and then winced in pain “ok, don’t make me laugh. Ah god, you know what. When you left, Barry said why you let Rihanna, a multi-millionaire in your wack apartment that doesn’t have a working heater in the living room, I was like oh shit. But I got the little portable thing. And yeah, I mean. That soap has been places, hope you ain’t use it? I am used to being locked up. I am a simple man Robyn. But to me, you’re Robyn. Like I should have let you gone to a hotel, so you use it?” he grinned looking up at me, he needs to fix himself “well we aren’t in jail now, I am not going to ask what else you washed with that but it ends now, yeah?” I pointed at him, he shook his head “it’s soap?” he is nasty “Chris, it ends here. You can’t be using a bar of soap for everything, but anyways. I bought you food, how nice am I?” he cooed out as I put the Chick fil a on the table “oh wow, thank you. Like I legit feel ill just eating this food” I snorted laughing “I think you can handle anything with the fact you use one bar of soap for everything” I said pushing the table to him “you not going to drop that, are you?” shaking my head “you nosey, shouldn’t be looking at that” opening the bag for him “I cleaned ok, and even then you barely had products” Chris will regret letting me go there, I won’t drop it until he fixes that.

Chris is hard work “nigga you broke two fingers, your other hand works!” I spat, placing the two pieces of burger down having had to break it in two with my hands “got food in my nails” licking my fingers, he is a pain. Like I love he treats me normal, but I think it’s going to scare him that out there I am something else, I am not a different person but to them I am “I think I am hard” he has been laying there watching me “don’t watch me lick my fingers then, will you eat please. I even got you a fruit cup, to be nice a healthy” I think he is purposely being a pain in the ass “I swear Chris, I am going to beat your ass” watching half of the salad fall out of the burger and onto himself “I am disabled!” he said with a mouth full of food “I quit, I ain’t being your carer” he placed the burger down and then proceeded to not lick his fingers but lick his whole hand “oh my god” I breathed, I don’t know what I saw in him “you have big tongue” he looked over at me smirking “mhmm I do, it’s good for a lot of things. Even licking my hand, can you feed me? Man this is not working, no wonder these white folks giving me soup” he is hard work.

I won’t ever give him food again, I decided “are you full now?” he looks pleased “I am, I need to sleep now” he can wait for that “I am going Chris, well I will be soon if you can keep your eyes open for me, please” he looked a little sad that I said that “damn, that quick?” walking over to the chair to sit down “yeah, work calling. It’s not all fun and games, looks it but they are working me. Working me hard, I just want to talk to you before I go” sitting down slowly “sure, I am listening” he is a cutie “so I just want to say thank you for apologising, like I didn’t think you would have apologised for what happened that night. I mean it’s nothing I am holding against you, but to hear you even think about saying sorry for that, it shows me you do care and it makes me happy. The conversation was hard for you, I felt you in every way and I just really want to say that you have made me coming here even more worth it, I am happy. It’s funny because Rich was asking me are we lover or friends and I said friends because I don’t ever want that to change, because once we put that before a relationship if that happens, and anything happens then we will end up bitter. To know how you feel, to hear you speak on things from the past, you remember so much but it’s scary for you, for me. For both of us and I think we just need to take it slow and build on that” I just wanted to say that, probably wasn’t that informative “yeah, yeah. I mean it’s hard, feelings are difficult, emotions can get high. It can make you do things, stupid things a long the way” nodding in agreement “I don’t want you to see me like the rest do, I like that peace with you. For you to see me as me, you’re my peace here in America. I go to Barbados and I get peace there but with you, I want you to remain the same” I hope he does “always, you my Barbadian cherry” he is cute “so where does that exactly leave us, I mean like in terms of what we are. I mean does this mean we friends and for example, have sex elsewhere or is it we friends and don’t fuck with anyone else?” he is up front “what do you think?” let him answer this “what do you want? Like you said the two options because it’s true, least we can decide and then we can’t be angry at one another about it?” Chris chewed on his bottom lip, I am making him decide now “I don’t want another man to touch your body or to even see the beauty spot on your back, we friends but I don’t think we should bring anyone else into this, I am not like that, I am not a guy to be playing one girl to another girl” if I could hug him I would, that is the best answer because I would have said the same “I agree” I said in a whisper.

Reaching into my bag, picking out the book. Chris’ eyes widened “how you get that!?” he spat “Rich found it in your living room, he said a picture of me dropped out. Then I saw” opening the page “this” holding the book up “you drew me?” Chris got shy and put his head down “that is a real old book, did you look through it all? I never finished it before I got locked away, that book I took from school and never gave it back but look in the back of it, you see why it’s old” turning the book back to me, now I am scared on what he has drawn. Turning the book to the back “don’t you remember the book Robyn, this is the book I would open on lunch and you would think I was doing homework” seeing various both pen and pencil drawn images “that is our hands, pinkie promise. Oh my god yes, you wrote it here” I chuckled “Chris, wow. These are like” I drifted off, he has drawn different parts of me, like there is many on this page but it’s details and it’s all me “what?” I said looking up at him “so because lunch wasn’t long, it took me a while to do it so every day or when I can would pick out things of you, so that is why it’s like weird random face features but it’s so I can always know how to draw you, so when I did draw you, it looked amazing” I am so speechless, placing my hand over my mouth in shock “life has been pretty shit for me Robyn, so I can only apologise for not being me” I am speechless “no man has ever, god I can’t speak” I am in shock.

He has stunned me, I am in shock “you have always been so talented Chris, and I want to help you excel that. And I am not looking down on you, I am not doing it because we are together or whatever but because you are my friend. I would do this for any of my friends but when you want me to help you, then I am here for you. I just know you can do so much with this talent, and besides. The long hours in Amazon doesn’t fit with your talent but this is down to you, but right now. I love this book, but I ill give it back because I want you to add to it” placing the book on the table “next will be our kids in that book” I laughed lightly “kids? Not for a while but yes, why not” he needs to not be stubborn, I don’t want to sound pushy or seem like it’s my way if you want to be with me but his life will change if we do end up being together, I won’t have him working like a dog while I am sat relaxing, it will not happen and I won’t let it.

Chris and I have been so engrossed in the little conversations we have had, we have spoke on a lot things and stupid things that it is now night fall “oh by the way, why has nobody come to see you?” I am confused “I asked them not too, I knew you would be coming, and I didn’t want them to interrupt us, I didn’t want any family members coming and seeing you, I don’t want people to harass you for being Rihanna, you know. Just got to be careful” he is going to be the man that takes care of my sanity, I need this “thank you” getting up from the chair “I have had a good time here, Virginia always bringing me some joy buy it’s time I go, like it’s late already too” I stretched out “man, that is wack so we going to concentrate on us yeah?” grabbing my coat from the chair “just us yes, but I will be a little busy but I will text you as I do, let you know what I am doing” don’t want him to think I am ignoring him “ok, you going to give me a kiss?” he asked, very bold of him “uhm, after seeing that soap and to think what you do, no” Chris groaned out “you not going to leave it alone” zipping my coat up “do better then, I want better for you” shuffling over to the bed “please be safe, I won’t harass you now but soon I will” leaning over and pressing a kiss to his forehead, placing my hands at the side of his face feeling the beard between my fingers “call me when you want too” pressing a kiss to his lips.

[naturaldisasterfanfiction]

18. Part 3

Smiling at Royalty while she is climbing on this frame, not going to lie. I didn’t not think of anything to do but we found this kid zone thing and I thank god for it, it’s just a place full of kids but I did not account for the audience and the constant harassment of picture taking. I hate the shit but I got to keep my cool, I have to just ignore it and watch Royalty climbing, she is always doing the most, the guy said it’s the hardest frame to climb and she said she wants to do it. I sent Nia a video, she goes please don’t let her do it, but I can’t stop her “you scared yet!?” I shouted, she looked down at me “not yet dad! I can do it!” I chuckled; I like that she is a daredevil. Turning around to look behind me, I want to sit down but I have a group of people standing with me. I really wish I had a bodyguard to be honest, but they are friendly “Chris, hi!” the girl said, waving at her as I looked back at Royalty climbing up still. I would have much rather be with Robyn, I am actually tired from walking. And I can’t smoke my weed, I can’t smoke with Royalty here, it’s just wack right now but it’s all good, to see Royalty smile it does make me happy, I just think I feel like bad person for saying these things. Mentally I feel like I am a bad guy but then it’s the truth, but I just know I want to make my kids happy, but I just don’t feel like I am there, I honestly want to make Robyn happy. I want her to know I am a good person, but I feel like it’s coming off as I am a dickhead when I am not, I just want to be left alone I think. I need to have some me time, I feel like I have been doing so much and not thinking of me. Am I missing something out, am I having an episode, not I won’t do that of course because I have Robyn around but I just need some time to think on things, I am just doing too much right now “daddy!” hearing Royalty shout, looking up “oh wow! Roro, you did it!? I did not expect” I clapped and cheered “come down now, you making me nervous” she is a daredevil but I don’t want anything happening to her, see things like that, getting me nervous, it is because I do care for her and I know I do.

Picking up Royalty and hugging her “wow, my super girl. Come on let’s get the badge, this man said he is going to give you a badge for being super brave come” placing her down on the ground, following behind the guy to the desk “so I am super good then dad, it wasn’t even that hard” Royalty grabbed my hand “wasn’t you like scared?” I questioned “nope, and I see you dad. You looked so tiny!” I smiled at her “for you” the guy said “look at that, you get a badge and a certificate. They even spelt your name on it, here” taking the certificate from him “thank you, can we take a picture? We put it on the wall” he pointed behind him “for sure, come on. Let’s take a picture with your big girl badge” this guy doesn’t need to take a picture when the whole audience is taking a videos of us “stand here baby” placing my hands on her shoulders while in front of me, the guy put his arm around me and I just smiled, I can’t wait to get out of here because it’s too damn hot too. I also think we shouldn’t go anywhere far out; we have no bodyguard with us either.

We found the Dior store after walking for so damn long, I am sweating my ass off, I am just down to some shorts now “are you enjoying the fact I am sweating?” my daughter is so calm and cool “let’s go in” Royalty dragged me inside, they have security here, he just stared at me like I was shit but then realised but I honestly look like shit right now because I have been sweating my balls off. Probably all the drugs coming out of me “welcome!” the store assistant said, she is so pretty and now I need to cool down in the air con “hey” I smiled “my daughter wants to buy so let her pick what she want” I smiled at Royalty “oh we can help her, you want me to help?” she asked Royalty “well I ain’t going to help, I will wait there and you go around and buy what you want ok?” Royalty nodded her head “so to be sure anything?” she asked again “anything, I think she likes bags so take her there” I chuckled, I need to sit my ass down and rest my feet. Royalty giggled running off, she is about riot around here “you want some wine?” another assistant asked “would be nice” rubbing the top of my head, I am only coming to this one store so she better buy what she want.

Smiling at Royalty “she has finished, they are packing things up” the assistant said, nodding my head “cool, you get what you want yes? All those pretty dresses” Royalty climbed onto my lap “I get Rih” I placed my hand over her mouth “let’s do code words yeah?” Royalty nodded her head giggling “so I got her a bag” pulling a face “out of my money too?” raising my eyebrow “yes silly, who else will pay?” she is cheeky “and why did you get her a bag?” I questioned “because we can be same, I didn’t mention no names. I just said I am getting a bag for my mommy too, so we got matching bags now. I got two bags, I got another bag for school too dad” that is sweet of her “I am sure she will love it Royalty, she will love the bag. We will talk after ok. You got some things for school yeah? Like clothes” Royalty got off of my lap “yes, lots. Let’s pay now” getting up from the chair, Royalty walks too much. My skinny legs can’t take it anymore, I do like that Royalty is enjoying Robyn the way I wanted, she is over the phase of shyness but is doing too much with telling on her, I pray to god she doesn’t let this slip out to anyone.

We in Mexico so I thought we would come to a good Mexican place to eat “daddy look at me” looking over at Royalty “smile!” I cheesed at her “awww dad, that is cute. I can post this right?” she asked “of course you can baby, you can post me all you want” the server placed our drinks down on the table “thank you baby” I said to her, she just smiled as she walked off “I put here, holiday with dad” nodding my head winking at her, I think I have been harsh with Royalty and I do feel bad “Roro, I just want to tell you how much I am sorry about what I did. I told you about Rihanna in a bad way, I didn’t let you accept it at first before showing her to you, I am sorry for that Roro. You are grown girl, you know what is right and wrong and you know I did wrong but you still seeing positive in me, I am sorry” Royalty is busy on the her phone “it’s ok, I was just sad that I am not going to be your only daughter. Where will you be?” she put her phone down “wherever Rihanna will be I will be there, probably not in America” Royalty looked sad, she put her head down “so you going to marry her? You know” nodding my head “that is nice, me and Aeko won’t see you much then. She will have you lots” nodding my head “but I will be there for you when you need me, look Royalty I haven’t been around for any of you anyways, I am learning to be better for you and him, I promise” watching Royalty drink her drink “don’t have to lie to me dad, just like mom getting a new boyfriend, you got a new girlfriend and now I am just here, but knowing her makes me super excited” I think she is on about Robyn “you like her yeah? You know you can’t tell anyone right?” I hope she knows it “I don’t want to break promises, but dad I don’t really like mom’ new boyfriend” I chuckled “why?” I asked “he keeps saying your Chris Brown daughter, and he has a weird laugh. I guess my bedroom in your house will never happen. It’s ok, I understand dad” I feel like my daughter is hurt with me, she is just saying it’s ok when it is not.

This Mexican food is nice, I have ordered way more then I should have but it’s hit right “I wanted to tell you, you look so pretty today. I have enjoyed my date with you, you’re an annoying date but my best date” Royalty giggled “I am not annoying, you just don’t listen to me stupid” she got that right I don’t “how are you feeling now? About things, you will be here to see me get married, how is Royalty Brown my first lady feeling?” she grinned at me saying that “happy, I am happy dad. If you promise that I can see you on holidays, no meme dad please no meme. Just you, and I will be happy promise. I was sad because I just think I won’t be loved and now I got to share you but she is super funny and she likes me” I cooed out “she does, she wants you to like her. I can’t speak to your mom until things come out, why don’t you want to see my mom? What is wrong?” it’s weird to see that from her “because meme is mean to you dad, she says mean things. She said I can’t see you because you are bad and don’t want to see me, then mom said yes he does meme don’t say that she is listening. I think meme was angry that day but then I noticed meme never wanted me to go to your house either, she said we are happier and then asked if I was happy too but then I just didn’t want to say no, so that is why. She is always mean about you” I am totally not shocked that my mom doing that “humans are not nice Roro, me and meme have some issues. But don’t take it to heart about that” seeing my phone vibrate on the table, I am not shocked Amikka has messaged me. Reading the message ‘you are useless can’t even take your son with you!? You favor her more’ shaking my head, she is creeping on her page, replying back ‘I called to speak to him, and you said he doesn’t care, now I am spending time with my daughter’ what a bitch.

Taking the Dior bags from Royalty “go to the toilet, I will wait here. Don’t be long” I don’t want to let Royalty walk alone to the toilet, I can’t obviously enter it so I will wait here for her “ok dad” she ran off inside, dialling Amikka number. I might as well see what she got to say, “where are you then?” she asked, like she is my girl “I am on holiday with my daughter, your point is? I ain’t come on here to argue, I just want you to understand I want to see my son, why can’t you just make it easy” she is making it hard for me “I am doing what Nia does and deals with your mom because her son is a crackhead addict idiot, when I told your mom you was on holiday with that little girl she didn’t know. I regret actually having a baby by you now” rolling my eyes “you trapped me and assumed I wanted a family with you” I sniggered “I know you Chris, I know you are one lonely man. I am looking after this boy without you, you are piece of shit that favours one child then the other, he deserves a real father” all of her words mean shit “you are upset that I don’t want you, when I take you to court you will have no choice but to give me him” which is true “not with the coked up pictures I have of you, you don’t have custody of her, fuck you” she put the phone down, so my mom knows and just like that she called me “fuck” I breathed out “what’s up?” I answered the call “I have custody of that child, if anything happens to her, you are not capable of looking after her” putting the phone down on my mom “all done?” I said to Royalty “yes, thank you for today” she hugged my waist “it’s ok, we will have many more to come” I know we will.

I had to get some random tourist, I don’t know they asked me for a picture and I said only if you take mine with my daughter, so we did that and the picture is the cutest thing with the sunset in the background “are we going back now? You think she will like the bag I got?” nodding my head as I am trying to post the picture of Royalty and I, it’s cute actually. Captioning the image ‘Mexico with my ladies!!’ pressing post “yeah we can go back now, you think we can make it back by walking? We can then see some scenery again, or maybe not. Let’s not because it’s going to get creepy at night” smiling at the picture Roro and I, I love this picture. Backing out of the image and tapping onto my feed “oh shit” Robyn posting some maternity lingerie now, tapping on the picture “badgalriri I see how it is” I said to myself with a smirk, she looks fucking sexy oh my god. Scrolling down to the caption ‘strike me a maternity pose and check out my maternity range too! (yes I have bigger tittiezzzz) praise god!’ licking my lips, she looks fucking sexy and that is my baby. Liking the post, tapping on the comment section. I need to not be too silly so let me find a perfect emoji “let’s go dad!” Royalty whined out, dumpling Emoji, that is perfect, and she will hate me, and everyone will be confused, I love me.

I am glad to be back here “we are home!” I announced walking into the living room “it has actually been quiet, now this nigga is back” Jahleel said “so I was missed? Where is dumpling?” she is not here “she is in her room, she is not feeling too good and is resting” I laughed because they knew “where is Riri? I have a gift!” Royalty said “erm, what about me munchkin?” Jahleel frowned at her “dad forgot” Royalty is such a liar “oh well, but yeah she is in bed probably asleep but she hasn’t come down to eat also so I guess she is” nodding my head, let me go and see to her “can I come, dad I want to show her the bags please” nodding my head placing the Dior bags full of clothes on the floor “you need to be quiet though, she might asleep ok? If she is then we leave” walking up the steps “can I show her first though? I want to talk to her, oh and dad! Rihanna has this big suitcase and it is full of makeup and dad it is all new. My eyes, I was so excited to see it!” my daughter is amazed by that “well Robyn is just amazing like that, be quiet now ok” I hope Robyn is ok, she hasn’t ate either so she must have been sleeping all that time. Opening the door slowly “hey” Robyn is up “are you decent?” I asked “yeah, yeah. I am” she said groggily, Royalty pushed the door open “hey, I bought something for you. We got matching bags” Robyn smiled “awww really? So you both had a good day?, right?” Robyn looked at me “we did, I did anyways” Robyn cooed out “well thank you Royalty, I love this, gift for me now. Awww” Robyn looks beyond tired “I picked it too, oh no. I forgot to get the baby a bag, I am sorry” Robyn laughed “I think I deserve this more, let’s not let the baby take the limelight now, I love it thank you” Ro looks so happy with herself “you go and annoy Jahleel now, I think Robyn needs some time to herself” I know her ass is fake smiling, she is not happy but is probably because she just woke up.

I thought I would let Robyn eat before I start annoying her, she seems a little off with things “don’t you need to put Royalty to sleep?” She asked, shaking my head staring at Robyn intently, I love her so much “can I eat you?” I said, I am being deadass too “I guess you saw the pictures? And if you eat my ass you can?” Nodding my head “you don’t even need to clean your butt either” Robyn mushed my face laughing “stop it, I am joking. So was everything ok? I just slept when you went, I am just tired and then so much drama happening, and it’s just the beginning for us, I want to protect us so much. I slept worrying, I have a lot to do but I just feel like there is not enough time. I need to do the home in London also, I hate to say it but I mean it. I do need you Chris, like I look after you a lot and I just need you Chris, I need you to go to Cali and do your thing but like I know I do everything, I am all independent but when I was in bed, I’m just like I need you. When all my friends are at home for Christmas and then I will be at the home, I need you to take care of me” she laughed “I hate to admit that I need a man to take care of me but, I am getting there. I’m becoming bigger and I feel tired you know” nodding my head “I understand and trust me, you’re the first person I’m coming too. Drop Royalty off and then to you, I am here for you. I promise you” leaning over and kissing her forehead “I miss you that’s all” Royalty has taken all my attention well has created a lot of drama “I promise, it’s always all about you and I will be out to you straight away. I know things are coming along quick for us, are you nervous or something?” She seems it “uhhh yeah, I’m actually considering doing a water birth, reading up the benefits and watching videos, you should see it. Looks better” I have no idea the difference “if that is what you want dumpling then do it beautiful” Robyn chuckled “I look a mess, please don’t say that. I am going to eat this and sleep so if you want to snuggle me then put Royalty to sleep” letting out an oh, I do want that actually let me do that.

[polygamyff]

47.

Robyn acting like I wanted to do this shit, since she started to work she prefers to sit at home because she is tired but this ain’t my damn fault. She snapped on me because I woke her, like we need to leave a nine to get to Atlanta on time and she flipped a damn switch on me, she was so feisty and then Reign, I am staying away from both of them right now “Good morning Maurice” looking to the side of me, Lorraine and Ally are here “good morning Ladies and Jay” look at him escorting them inside “just making sure they got to the place they need to be” Jay said “well now you’re not needed, thanks anyways” Jay laughed pointing at me as he walked off “morning, morning. How are we all? Take a seat, you like my home?” I asked Lorraine, I’m proud of it “I am impressed, well for that amount of money, I expected this. Very nice Maurice, you could hide here” placing my spoon in the bowl “I could, and Robyn forces me to eat this fruit in the morning. It’s just not me so I am just forcing myself” Khaleesi jumped onto the chair, Lorraine jumped back “don’t like dogs?” I laughed “I didn’t see her, ok can you tell her to sit?” shaking my head laughing “nope, she wants to sit with me, she don’t like ugly people either” Lorraine sighed out “this is why I prefer to speak to you in an office, childish behaviour” I chuckled “Maurice, I just need to get a dress for Robyn. Will be back before you go” putting my thumb up at Adam “no problem, so please tell me I don’t need to speak to these people?” Lorraine opened her laptop “you have to speak to them, these are your workers, this is a big thing for the city of Atlanta. So you need to speak to the people, the Atlanta governor will be there, he reached out actually. I think he wants the promo too so yes Maurice you need to speak, Ally. Tell him what to say?” looking at Ally “use your brain” I groaned out “well I don’t have one so tell me” I didn’t want to make a whole damn speech “also, I don’t understand why I am getting random bills for tickets? What is that? I mean I just so happened to see?” Ally eye-balled me “wait, that is your accountant issue but that is not us” Ally looks guilty “I know you, tell me?” Ally laughed “why don’t you ask Robyn” oh god, the grumpy girls are here “ask me what?” Robyn said “nothing dear” I laughed to myself.

Ally snorted laughing “wow Robyn, I like this. We should do home visits more often” Ally is getting a kick out of it “why what happened?” Robyn asked, clearing my throat “you know when you called me on Thursday about the tickets?” oh this is a Ally and Robyn thing “oh yeah, I did” Robyn said as she placed her hand on my shoulder “well I did, I placed them in the books and Maurice is questioning it. Those are Robyn’ tickets” looking up at Robyn “tickets!? Where are you parking?” how many does she have “anywhere and everywhere, you said you was going to pay for them. And I kind of erm, well what happened was I thought I put the card in the box. And I am not sure where the black card is” my mouth fell open “Robyn, seriously?” now I am annoyed “it’s in the house somewhere so I rang Ally and she said she doesn’t have the authorization to do a new one, the accountant can. So, I was like what am I going to do with the tickets, she said she would deal with it” waving Robyn off “I am not getting a new one for you, Ally call. I am cancelling the card. I can’t have that lost now; anyone can have it. How can you lose a black card? You know how fucking bad that is” Robyn walked off in a huff “get them on the phone Ally, hurry up. I want to cancel it and Lorraine, who the fuck else is going to be at the opening?” now I am annoyed “the media, and you are doing interviews” she added “no” I said “you are Maurice, stop being so miserable. You are going to be a fucking business owner, a billionaire. Do it, why do you make me snap on you. I be telling your dad you are a pain in the ass” Lorraine pointed at me “then go back to my dad, just they ask me shit” Ally slid the phone to me “because they like you, your life” pressing the phone to my ear “hi, it’s Maurice Davenport. My other half has lost her black card, not even a month old” I am not happy at all “I am sorry to hear this Mr Davenport, we can send a new one and cancel it off?” rolling my eyes, I want to say cancel and no card but I won’t.

We are like the worlds most grumpiest people today “I will have to change Reign when we get there, she is drooling so much with this teething” Robyn said as she placed Reign on the floor “it’s ok, are you still in a bad mood?” I asked, I asked before I say something to annoy her “I wanted to say sorry, I was just tired, and I snapped. And I shouldn’t have thrown the pillow at you either. I am sorry” I laughed “it’s fine, I was annoying you so it’s my fault too. I also ordered a new card for you” Robyn cooed out “aww pootie, baby I am sorry. I just didn’t want to tell you, so that is why I tried to hide it but you always checking on your accounts. But I did say you would pay right?” I laughed because she was right all along, I did pay “I did pay, just I hate when you say for the gram. I don’t care about the money” Robyn cooed out “oh my god, that was days ago. Stop thinking that, I will claim you” Robyn walked off “on there” she added, she is so annoying “Maurice my handsome, you will be wearing Tom Ford. Just look, this will perfect on you, the silk blend three piece. Are you thinking of changing here or on the jet?” I like this suit, one of my favourites “on the jet thank you, what about my Mi Amor, does she have her dress Adam?” crouching down to Reign “hey my Hermosa, you in a better mood now. Come here” Reign is drooling so damn much, bless her red cheeks “come here” picking her up “you are not well at all but does my princess have a dress?” Adam jus stared at me “see, you ain’t doing your job, I need to fire you. Reign should I do it?” Reign placed her head on my shoulder “she is not well at all because of this “I know my baby, it’s ok. I will give you cuddles” rubbing her back “anyways, do I keep my job?” Adam said, side eyeing him walking off.

Reign has drooled all on my top but I don’t care, she can do that if she wants too “boss man” My driver said as I left my home “morning” we are finally leaving “let’s buckle you in” Reign lifted her head up looking around, I hate doing car seat duty, it is so wack. Reign knew, it’s like she knew what I was going to do and she gripped my top and started to cry out “erm, Reign-Texas. You need to sit in here baby, it’s ok” Reign decided to cry out even more, pulling her hands off of my top and sat her in but Reign continued to cry “hey, what is wrong? You need to sit in here” it’s like someone harmed her, looking behind me and Robyn just smiled “buckle her in Maurice, she can’t be just in the car. She just wants a cuddle, ignore her” I don’t like this and I don’t like my daughter crying, she wants me to help her “move, come on. Out of the way Maurice, this can’t happen” I sighed out, I just don’t like her crying. Moving out of the way “Maurice, I want to say thank you. This dress is beautiful , you didn’t have too” Terry said “it’s fine, you look very beautiful Mrs Willis” Terry cooed out “thank you, when you’re free we need to talk” she said need to talk, oh this is either a good or bad thing “sure, whenever you ready I am ready” Terry cooed out “you are so kind to me, thank you” I smiled lightly “Reign is having a meltdown, Robyn is being so strict with her. I can’t even stand to hear it, she is not doing well with this teething” this is painful “it’s not, I found it a struggle too with Robyn, she took it bad. She was very ill with it too, not herself. She is really a mini Robyn with it” she is right, I mean clearly Reign is having a full blown fit about it.

Reign had the fit but then she fell asleep in the car seat, she was knocked out asleep straight away. So she is asleep while on the jet to Atlanta, Robyn has changed her clothes and did her hair because she will wake up as soon as we get there “so when we get there we have interviews for you, I think the big deal is because of the takeover. We want to show both of you, united” Robyn just doesn’t understand “Lorrain, Robyn doesn’t understand all this fuss around us, speak to her” I pointed out “well, since Maurice divorce went through it seemed like everyone had an interest in Maurice and his life, we had People magazine say can we interview them. They all thought he was married to you already, I said no and I goes they aren’t. Everyone assumed he was a polygamist, and then views on his social media, fan pages, people just taking an interest on you both, on this lifestyle. On the fact Maurice chose love, now people love a good love story, we just want to show that the company is thriving with a loving family behind him” Robyn stared in shock “really?” she is still shocked “really, Robyn. We have seen a increase on your social media, you may not take notice but we do. We have to make sure the family name remains, and you have fans. We want to keep that” Robyn placed her hand over her face laughing “this will be a new start, this new beginning for Maurice and you, first Hilton-Davenport hotel, mind blowing” I do agree with Lorrain even though I do give her a hard time with everything I do.

I groaned out “my dad is going to be there” rubbing my face in annoyance, my dad doesn’t drop shit at all. He is becoming annoying, and that includes Reign’ bedroom. Shit is not an easy process for AI, he’s having to do a lot for her but my dad is annoying “Ally!?” looking behind me “yes?” I laughed “comfy over there?” Jay and Ally sat together “man, you got to quit this” Jay said “anyways, did you chase up Nalah? Robyn wants to do something the Davenport program?” I can tell Ally has forgotten “on my to do list, come on. I am busy, but your accountant contacted me back, he has scheduled a meeting on Monday” that will be fun “ok, that is fine. You know Robyn, I have to speak? Like why? I am there that is enough” I kissed my teeth “be nice Maurice” rolling my eyes “oh and you will be staying at the hotel tonight. The opening will be like Dubai, a little smaller but then more eyes on you. Maurice you must, please. You need to speak to CNN, whatever you do. Don’t walk past them, you need to involve the city too, speak on the Davenport program how we have hired people in the city that needed the help, this is what Nalah has done” I am confused “hold up, Nalah did what? Why don’t I know this?” Lorraine walked over to us “you gave her that to deal with, so she sorted that out. You may think she does nothing but she is helping and keeps what you set up running, you just deal with what I tell you. You won’t know everything that goes on and that is fine but I will tell you, so what you need to do is follow what I said” letting out an oh “Lorraine, I like you. A lot, Maurice deserves it” mean mugging Robyn, she ain’t shit for saying that.

[shy-magpie]

RQG 142

I used up all my delayed gratification avoid spoilers and not listening to a season a day; so in an act of optimism over evidence I am going to listen before bed instead of waiting for my lunch break at work. Come on dead!Shoin! It would be the perfect punchline to Zolf refusing to play, if Yoshida was killed by his own trap. I think I was wrong about Zolf's spell sobering up Skraak but we've got to be nearing the 24 hour mark in the next couple episodes. They have to sleep sometime. Eep! Streaming promo! Rusty Towers has to be doing well if they can branch out, good for them! What can I say I like rituals? Thank yous followed by the theme and intros make my brain light up. Alex went 3rd person over the stress of the series being up to 142? Time to poke the corpse. Exploding 20s sound fun but a pain to plan for. Body is in a state of disrepair. Panel open in the room indicates the bolt came from a trap Body is gross Adventurer not Shoin? We can't search the corpse? Not even for Alex's traditional wallet of backstory? Can't picture the layout (ETA  Babs you are amazing, and your map is my RQG post for tomorrow.) Explanation for this area having power, I just like hearing Cel talk. Locker by each door. No Alex, we don't trust them to be normal lockers. Fire ax, weird wrench, box. Box contains: Solvent, glue, a dead potion, means of applying glue/solvent Cel sounds like they are consoling themself for this not being a puzzle Zolf is not a public speaker, but I think I got the gist of it. Take the tool kits: we will need them whether this is a puzzle or not. Another dead trap. Thanks for the careful wording, Alex *Foul water pool surrounded by a walk way *2 dead kobolds :( *Killed by acid in the face from a creature I am tempted to mark the turnings but given the weird layout I don't think I could track it right even if I could juggle my MP3 player, this post, a pen and paper. Once again just going to trust them to spell out what's important. Yeah they would check for traps at every door. Ooh active trap. Its a well balanced team, nice to hear them give eachother credit for their respective strengths so readily. Dark hall way of options They are honest, and admit they are probably not checking for traps as they walk. Oh good Zolf doesn't actually have a Thing about Dancing Lights. It really was just a "could we not make it easier for people to shoot us?" coupled with a possibly IC trouble relating to how much moving around in the dark stinks without Dark Vision. Ha they immediately spot a tripwire they would have missed if they just had Zolf & Azu lead them in the dark. Chalk marking, ensuing discussion of what it means. Is that Zolf or Ben who is losing it over the puzzles? Cel, do you need a variation on the "a live dog is better than a dead lion" speech I nearly wrote when Hamid went after that ooze? Because dead scientists can't write up their findings. Love ya both, if you have to die, please not to something you could have just walked away from. Of course Zolf is going to indulge them; he took to Cel fast as Sasha and Cel is less squishy than L1 Sasha. Oh darn I have to be fair, learning what the symbols mean could be life saving later on. The glaive really is a 10ft pole, I was joking when I asked that. I hate the word "seemingly". Alex, don't break Ben. Hmm, this is actually pulpy fun. Getting us back to base levels after really intense beginning of the season or being readied for more emotional content? Most of the beats I'm expecting can't hit until they get off the island; could be the answers to the what's going on around here are intense. Final bets on it being Mr. Ceiling mark 1? Weird room with weirder floor. Clearly another puzzle. Once again how rich is this guy? That's a lot of money to go "I'm smarter than you are". Genre savvy is rewarded Dead wizard "I'm giving you this for free" is Alex implying that other info given without rolls has a price normally? Other room is completely flooded? Zolf suggests we mark the door.  Kinky Azu. Hamid switches mark to clearly writing the issue. This team backs a play,  so its now a Rosetta Stone of warnings Partially flooded room but no real danger? Ah Zolf catches that we could lose our path back if we keep doing letting water out. Flooded & trashed lab Speakers burst to life Break time Its Yoshida, arguing with himself. Cel is a delight. Azu is "going to shake" Yoshida Swimming sounds like a bad idea. Oh, caught that tone from Zolf, does he think Poseidon would mess with them? Worrying since Alex keeps tossing water related potions at them. Zolf and Hamid are making decisions as equals. Hamid no longer sounds nervous and Zolf still isn't pulling rank crap. Even Skraak is worried about Zolf. Oh right, better is a relative term. Still pretty depressed (mechanicaly grief stricken). Ok not to get to into it, but Zolf's mental health arc is really good. Like no show is perfect but Zolf going from the Paris breakdown to clearly putting the work in on changing how he talks about himself and relates to the team, but it not being a cure all? All while still being a fully contributing member of the team? Pretty damn good to see. Back to first room. Cel does not understand where Zolf is coming from. Cel, Azu, and Zolf have a brief conversation about Zolf's mood. Have I mentioned how great Azu is lately? Player vs Character thing? Because even without Alex lamp-shading it, Lydia doesn't strike me as the "you must be chipper" type. Zolf and Cel interaction. Zolf wants to put a pin in this and have a proper conversation later. Not sure how I feel about promising to "keep a lid on it". On the other hand its hard to balance expressing the emotion vs ramping yourself up vs the needs of the rest of the team. So much for me not getting into it. Flip-side: hey, turns out I can acknowledge an actual flaw in Cel while still thinking they are awesome overall. Crates of potions, including the stuff from the syringe spears. wanna grab a sample this time? Because I'm thinking the stuff in the spears is the stuff that makes the Kobolds so docile and may be a prototype for the alchemical side of the blue veins. That sounds cathartic for Zolf. (looting the place then letting Zolf smash the rest) Azu smashes too. Good for both of them. Ah point Cel, stuff could have airborne effects. Point Zolf, 2 way street, Cel should let people know that kind of thing. Speakers, what is up with Shoin? Assuming this isn't a pre-programmed contingency (which I wouldn't have thought possible until watching Alex), why is he using the script from the puzzle party while half of the traps are broken? Getting meta again Well maintained nasty trap with really obscure poison 2nd trap?! Isn't going to kill anyone, thank Alex. What in the Magnus Archives? Dancing mannequin room with weird heavy gas? Going to crawl on the conveyor belt. Its trapped too. Acid damage to Azu. Into initiative.

Skraak got a nat 20

Azu was hit with a syringe arrow of acid. 

Azu backs out past Hamid & Skraak

A second trip wire drops a grate! Hamid and Skraak are trapped on the conveyor; everyone else is back in the room.

Zolf sees Cel dithering and directs them to deal with the grate. No effect

Azu takes 7 damage

Hamid uses acid splash on the grate.

Oh cool, there is an actual rule for how long it takes to get armor on and off. It makes sense too, the better the armor is the longer it takes. From what I picked up, better armor would have more straps for better fit and have more thick overlapping bits rather than gaps

All Zolf can do is a heal check and help Azu get her armor off.

Cel offers the antidote potion, but we don't know what it does.

Hamid reassures Skraak, continues to splash grate

Cel can't really do anything

More damage to Azu

Sweet out of initiative

Zolf cleans Azu off, Azu takes a couple healing potions and that’s dealt with. The acid splashes didn't do anything to the grate. Lift the grate attempt one. Ah "come on Skraak,  we're going to help" so wholesome Zolf wacks it with his glaive, it has some effect but not a viable plan Speakers again, Cel points out they might need to meet Hamid on the other side. ...long story short lever attempt has no chance of working. Zolf: Hamid, mate, you're on your own Hamid: I've got Skraak. (winks at Skraak, Skraak blinks at him) Is it having little brothers? He is good with Skraak! Zolf: chin up, don't die on the conveyor belt. Hamid: yup gonna try Zolf: cool anything we can give you? Hamid: I'm pretty well equipped I think. Zolf: all right well we'll see you on the other side. Azu: Yeah, we'll meet you there alright. We'll see you soon Hamid: yeah Azu: alright Hamid: stay safe Azu & Zolf: you too And the end of the episode out takes are always fun

[themanicgalaxy]

SPN 7X7 The Mentalists

This Week has been ABSOLUTELY dfa;os'ias, I am Tired, and my schedule is WACK, but

eh...I think I need an episode here, comfort shitshow here we go

ah yes angsty Sam

ah a medium

ouija board

man literally nothing good happens on a ouija board

there is science somewhere in there

huh what was her reaction

what was that face

sir the important papers?

this is not going to go well

uh oh

vengeful spirit?

oh god why are you ANGERING THE SPIRIT

oh boy actual spirit signs

HOLY SHIT THE PSYCHIC IS FUCKING DEAD

he's stealing a car? huh?

he looks so disgruntled

THE FUCKING RADIO

AHAHA HE FOUND A JOB THROUGH SHITTY RADIO

bruh where's the Impala, isn't the impala always with Dean?

I was gonna say they should call Cas and then I remembered :(

ah he notices the lil know..fake psychic stuff

ooo vibe

he's gonna say something incredibly out of pocket isn't he

BEN ACKER AND BEN BLACKER WROTE THIS AHAHAH

this is a fun themed cafe tbh

"special of the day: you" LMAO

ah hippies

DEAN'S FUCKING FACE

LMAO SAM'S WORKING THE SAME JOB

Sam's gonna be a lil bitch about this

I miss Pamela

I miss Missouri

WHERE IS SHE

"virile manifestation of the divine"

DEAN'S FACE

HE'S SO PRESSED THAT SAM DOESN'T CARE

...it is a little bit like Sam cares too little and Dean cares too much

"we're not the winchesters, lmaooo we get that a lot"

"we're completely harmless" LMAO

"energies" "completely gentle"

what the actual fuck is going on

"I'm Russian, I can spot the law"

THIS IS HILARIOUS

ooo a necklace that passes down the next of kin through fake psychics? interesting

"he broke my spoon" he's so huffy

they're literally both so huffy

"It's an honest living"

S I R WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR JOB IS

ah she's a profiler

body language

"I've got a open mind"

oh they're FUN tho

she's also a nonbeliever like he was, but they both kinda read people? I think?

Sam sorry bud ur third wheeling gain

"we did NOT know"

b r u h can you maybe chill

THE SIMULTANEOUS BADGE RAISE

bruh EVERYONE CAN READ THEM LIKE A BOOK THIS IS HILARIOUS

like yes I know I'm supposed to find this sad, but it's so funny how they're like "oh we can work together and bury things" AND THEN EVERYONE LITERALLY READS THEM LIKE A BOOK AHAHAHAAAA

ah man not the Russian

oh god not the fork

oh god nonono

I SWEAR TO GOD SINCE WE CAN ACTUALLY SEE IT IT'S EVEN MORE GRUESOME NOW

OH GOD NO PLEASE CUT AWAY

WHY DIDN'T THEY CUT AWAY

WHAT THE FUCK

OH MY GOD

I have no idea what the hell the tone is supposed to be anymore

"agEnT bouRNe"

"chest full of cutlery" lmaooo

"it's either this or los angeles" (in terms of policing)

they're both different kinds of cynical ha

they stopped talking like FBI agents

his FACE aHHH

self recognition through the other yada yada

is lily dale really like this

wait HOLY SHIT THEY ARE APPARENTLY LOTS OF PSYCHICS

"I hate this town" of COURSE YOU DO DEAN OF C O U R SE

this is not sarcastic it's literally everything he would hate

"family is a pain in the ass anyhow" LMAOOO

"thank the spirits" Ma'am this is a wendy's

"now will that be cash or credit"

it really must be lucrative

huh oh there we go vision of death

ah accent gone

and she called the girl, who brought Dean

they're all kinda phony

ah the camera

there we go caught on camera

ah chokes from behind

two am huh

oooo and she gives people visions of their death interesting interesting

heh sibling acts

the costume design is really cool though, honestly the concept is kinda cool

lmaooo ham fisted "sibling acts never work"

...the campbells

ah they were gay

DEAN YOUR FACE

bro the adr in that one bit sucks

lMAO THE PARALLEL

"no magic powers(full of crap) but took care of her younger sibling with Magic" aka Dean and Sam

ELLEN?? TELLING HIM NOT TO BE STUPID?

THANK GOD FOR FUCKING ELLEN I LOVE HER

"you lied to me and killed my friend" ok finally mention her

bruh and you didn't kill Sam

"That's what family does, the dirty work"

he is kind of acting like a dick though

AHAHA THE BAD SIBLINGS HAVE TO DIG

what if one warns and the other doesn't

Dean doesn't want the powers lmao

DAMMIT I THINK SHE WAS WARNING YOU

Always the fucking lighter

that was a fun design though

aw they're vibing that's fun

aw she'll stay with her

uhhh

SHIT YEAH THEY DIDN'T KILL HER

THE SALT

HOW ARE YOU OUT OF SALT

AH THE IRON

ah yay dies right in front of her

ah of course Dean hug

good sis bad sis

aw he's mad he killed an innocent ghost

they really focus on Dean I swear to god

ah the questioning

she was smiling ah jesus christ

ah they're doing it in the morning

ah the juicy lighter

ope bones are gone

the headliners of a specific carnival?

top psychic dogs

ah it's her next of course

ah sand circle

"does it hurt 'em"

"never thought about it"

OH AND HE ACCEPTS IT BECAUSE SHE'S ALSO A SKEPTIC

Ah here we go

find the bones before she kills them

this is like genuinely creepy tho

ooo vibes

ah a gun

OO TRAINING

"I hate when they do that" LMAOO

ooo the dual monologue

real thing isn't pretty or entertaining ok

"I can't pay my rent"

Is...is there a cultural appropriation thing in there

he missed

wasn't Sam also a psychic

ah the yellow teeth

ah JEEZ

bro poor Melanie jesus

"he was boning her"

it was right there

THIRD WHEEL SAM YA BOI

heh she got him

"I wish I had better weeks

bruh his eyes are SO GREEN wow

wow one episode to get over Amy huh

no Dean is not ok

"ever since cas, I'm having a hard time trusting anybody" UH

"we're poster kids of functional family life"

SIR

1. horror. Ok here's the thing. It's less vibe-y, but it's clear as day, it really drives home the mundanity of the horror. Like it could happen to anyone is the thing, and since the thing is bright, lit normally, it drives it home. Seriously I think the horror(when done well) works better.

2. Dean and melanie. Listen. He understood her bright-eyed questions and considered them better not because she was hot(let me have this) but because they were both skeptics. Like bright eyes without the bright eyes, yk?

altho third wheel Sam lmao

3. concept. Listen the concept of a cursed locket, but then it's the sister ghost and then the other sister was really fun! like it was an actual mystery, and lily dale itself(being a town of frauds, Dean feeling like fraud, Sam having to be the one that confronts the real psychic) was excellent, I liked that concept.

they were annoying as shit to deal with tho.

4. reading people! I just like that the whole idea was based on reading people(something neither of those fuckers can do) and how they, with the lies and repression, were uncomfy with it. I thought that was neat.

5. the cultural...appropriation? Like it kinda reads as "I wasn't as Flashy or Palatable so I starve and everyone else gets to be fine and profit off of what's fake versions of mine. Like..you can make the reading. The way it was done makes me uncomfy, but also that's a kind of real reading.

6. Sam(and Amy?). IT felt like Sam forgot about the fact that Amy was his friend and was more angry that Dean lied to him. But his lil Huff was in character and made sense for Anger Issues Winchester.

7. Dean's spiral(CAS). Dean's guilt spiral and trust spiral literally after Cas? Like the man is fucked, Ellen from beyond the grave is trying to tell him to shut up, and it's basically...entirely hinging on Cas and his feeling of doubt and insecurity there.

Bro I'm sorry but what the fuck even when he's not here he's here

[willardswritindump]

Scott Dump

Part 1

My name is Scott, and I am a slave. Okay well that might be a little bit of an exaggeration, I'm actually a convience store clerk. I know what you're thinking, truly a pathetic existance and yeah for the most part you are right. However allow me to enlighten you on something, no one actually gives a shit about the asshole behind the counter.

Now while that might sound terrible to you its actually beautiful, I mean not having to deal with people's bullshit. I mean nine times out of ten an encounter at the counter is silence only broken when I have to tell some asswhipe the total price of ciggerets and mountain dew. Believe me its a beautiful thing, that is it was, until she ruined it. Ash Thomas, the bane of my quote profesional life.

Now I've know Ash for a long time before she decided to be the biggest pain in my ass. She actually works at my favorite video store and encounters there were much like encounters at my place of work, silence only broken by being told that I have to cough up two bucks in order to rent whatever Z grad horror shlock I decided to watch for a laugh. So is it too illogical to think that she should return the favor when she buys her friggin yoohoo?

Now I think I might be getting ahead of myself, this all really started about a week ago when she came in to the store for first time in a while. You see this job is ninty percent boredom and ten percent restocking so in order to keep myself from completely going nuts I've started mentally keeping tack of people who come into this run down hole in the wall. I mean with the exception of Ash and my brother Wally I don't know anyones name so I just give them nicknames like Dave and Jane, or just group entire bunches of people together like milk maids, protesters and egg testers. Shit I've lost track again havent I?

Now where was I, oh yeah so a week ago Ash comes into the store and she does the weirdest thing, she actually asks me to to show her something. I mean I shit you not she comes up to the counter to ask and I quote "Hey Scott right? Could you show me where the Yoohoo is?" I mean seriously, the one thing she buys here and she is asking me to show her where it is, what the hell kind of twilight zone episode is this? I mean after asking the only logical thing that came to mind "Are you sure you need me to do that?" she just nods and I let out sigh before leaving the counter to show her the freezer where the Yoohoo is and watched as she did that stupid little thing she does where she bites her lip like she's making some life altering decision as she grabs the drink so I could finally ring it up and go back to my peaceful day. Yeah I mean seriously, this place is a hole in the wall with like three rows of shelves and two freezer, I mean what kind of wack job disturbs a peaceful clerk like myself just to ask where a friggin drink in here is. I swear first this and the next thing you know its going to anarc... OH SHIT SHE'S COMING IN!

Part 2

My name is Scott and I am bored out of my damn mind. I've been debating with myself for about a year now about which day's are worse, with a shit ton of jackasses otherwise known as customers or days with none. Now the days with a shit ton of customers come with the downsides of having to both do more work with people and sometimes having to deal with the rather chatty types customers. However the days spent alone have the downside of now allowing me to endulge in one of my favorite hobbies.

Yes in all my time as a clerk I have found that it is actually quite fun to mess with customers. One of the easier ways I have found to screw with the dumbass customers of Nowhere, New Jeresy's pride and joy LJN Convience Mart is to simply play music. Well we aren't exacly the most sophisticated hole in the wall so we don't have a P.A. system to play it over but turns out the boss let me bring in a cd player that had some damn good reach. Now while Joe Schmoe who comes in just to buy a paper and ciggerets isn't going to hang around for it to make any impact but certain types who like to hang around have certain types of music that drive them insane. Take for an example the jackass teenager who is killing time while they skip school can't stand anything from before say 1998. I personally find that Frank Sinatra is a sure fire way to annoy them. Unfortunantly Frankie's music is something that is quite enjoyed by the older clientel of the store. No for them I find something more modern is of annoyence. Generally if they are over the age of 38 either punk rock or most rap are a sure fire route to annoyance. Some things that annoy all demographics is 90's Ska and the Salt'n Pepper Diner method but I believe I've started rambling again.

Then there are the other ways of messing with customers, rearraging the drinks in the freezer, changing the price tags, ect. ect. Sometimes I find its enjoyable to just go after a certain group like the milk maids, but first I should probably explain what the hell they are. The milk maids are the women who decide to take three hours to look through every single milk jug to try and find that one mystical gallon that that goes that doesn't go bad for like an extra week. I mean they don't really hurt anyone but I still find it funny to see the look of confusion on their face when I mix together all the different types of milk.

I suppose I could just clean the store again, but on a day like this that's usually the first thing that I go to and there is only so much I can do for this shit hole. I swear I don't know and probably don't want to know how half the stains on this floof got here. Hell I could almost tolerate the anarachist herself Ash showing up today. Key word there is almost, and yet the strangest thing I can't stop thinking about my last encounter with her. I try and I try to think of everything, hell anything else but I just can't help it. So the last time she came in, that stupid little smirk as always and this time she doesn't even try to look this time. I mean at least for my sake take the effort to look for whatever you want before you disrupt the peacful clerk. She just walks straight up to me and asks where the 3 Musketeers are. I swear to God you walked right past them and you have the nerve to come up and say "Hey Scotty, could you do me a favor and find the 3 Musketeers?" Seriously could you not just get them for yourself? I mean of course I did it because I may be an asshole but for some reason I can't stop myself from helping her. Is that weird, because even I can't figure it out. So I got up and showed her exactly where on the shelf that the 3 Musketeers were and then proceeded to take the buck fifty that they cost and took great joy in watching her leave the store. Now why on earth can I not stop reliving that afternoon? Anyway its about closing time so, till next time.

Part 3

Of all the lunchbreaks, of all the convinence store clerks, in all the country she chooses to barge into mine. Now if I just took my lunch break at the counter or closed the store to go out like a normal person that wouldn't be such a big deal, but when you take your break on the roof it kinda becomes annoying. I was just sitting in the folding chair that I stashed up there when I started working here and was peacfully eating my grilled cheese when I think I hear something. Turns out that noise was a ladder getting set up on the side of the store, she actually took time out of her day to get a ladder to climb onto the roof to annoy me. Am I the only one who see that as insane?

So she just takes a seat on the air conditioner and starts talking to me. I mean seriously what kind of cruel joke is that? The guy who purposely goes out of his way to avoid human intereaction, the guy who takes his lunch break on the damn roof, you choose him to talk to. Are you insane, I mean why go through the effort? So I just sat there, trying my best to ignore the anarachist sitting across from me chatting off my ear. I started paying attention when she asked "Is that a peantbutter jelly sandwich?" I of couse responded "No, cheese toastie" because the British name is just more fun to say. She then starts go on "Oh well, I was just curious. I never actually had one. A peanutbutter jelly I mean, I kinda have a little bit of a sevear peanut allergy. I mean people always say they are so good and I always wanted to try one but again allergies, I would like swell up and die if did try one."

She went on rambling like this for another twenty minuets, I don't even think she noticed that I finished my lunch and read through like three comics. Then, right as I conteplated sneaking back down to the store she just gets up and says "Well been nice talking to you Scotty, see you round" and she just climbs back down the ladder and leaves like it was nothing. Of couse she left the damn ladder so I had to keep the store closed an extra ten minuets to drag the hunk of shit into the alley behind the store. Ah shit, its closing time, well until next time, I guess.

Part 4

I swear this town is filled with a bunch of savages I tell you. Come on I mean sure I don't like her but even I have the damn decency to not have just ditched her or stand her up like that. Damn, I mean that is just a dick move alright. Okay I should probably backtrack so you know what the hell I'm talking about. So my attempts to avoid she who will not be named had been going smoothly, with the exception of a few minor hiccups. Well I had a major flaw in my plan, in that I forgot to plan for the one place I never thought I'd see her, the comic store.

Yes the one place that gives me pure joy, the one place I was certain I would never have to deal with that damn thorn in my side, my second home and she attacks me there. So it was Saturday and I was going in for my usual pick ups and to see if there was anything else of interest. I go though the motions, say hi to Dante who was working the counter, grab my issues of Doom Patrol and Hawkeye then start looking through the back issues. When I looked up, what I saw (nearly) caused me to fall backwards, less than a foot away was a pair of ever so familiar blue eyes.

When I say fall backwards I don't just mean like a little slip, I nearly jumped out of my skin and almost slammed into a rack of marvel books. Of course Ash has to go to the same store I go to, of course the one thing I don't plan for and the anarchist strikes there. Anyway she helps me up and then she does the strangest thing, she says "Hey Scotty, didn't think you startled that easily. Well at least judging by your rental history at least. Anyway so uh some friends and I are gonna go to the arcade in the mall tomorrow. You wanna come?" Of course being the cool guy that I am, I barely stutter out "Sorry but I have a D&D game here tomorrow." So of course Dante being the dick he was, yells across the shop "No he doesn't" across the shop. "So you wanna go?" Ash asked and I don't know what came over me, or why I did it but I said "Um sure." "Cool meet me... I mean us at 11:30 at the mall food court." she told me.

So yeah, turns out sleeping in until eleven wasn't the greatest plan. Hey don't give me any shit, its not my fault the damn alarm was set for eight PM. Okay well it kinda was my fault but it was an honest mistake. So I rushed through my morning routine, threw on an old hoodie and book it down to the mall. After sprinting to the food court just to be on time only to see she isn't even there. I was so temped to leave, but low and behold I feel a tap on my shoulder and hear the familiar voice of everyone's favorite anarchist. I nearly jumped out of my damn skin when Ash began "Hey Scotty dude, I hope you like pepperoni cause that's all they had." It was probably a miracle that I didn't accidental knock the pizza out of her hand when she said that. So we sit down and I notice she only had two slices, promoting me to inquire "Hey where is everyone else?" She just calmly responds "Oh uh, everyone had to bail. Guess its just you and me today dude." The weirdest thing, she seemed happy about it. I don't know about you but when someone ditches me I kinda get a little pissed, but here she was smiling like it was the best thing that could have happened.

So we eat out pizza and then head to the arcade. Me still pissed about everyone ditching her and her still having that smile on her face. On the way she stops at the cookie stand and we had a little debate about weather or not it is part of the food court. I think that since it is an eatery it is a part of the food court but by her logic its an independent eatery for mid mall snacking. Now usually when I get into a stupid debate like this either one or both of us get pissed and hold a grudge for like a day or so, but the weirdest thing happened she actually doesn't get mad. Even stranger neither do I, its just so odd.

So we finally make it to the arcade and we get like ten bucks worth of tokens each. I search out the retro cabinets in the very back corner, and for some reason Ash did too. Yeah while I played my usual two bucks worth of Galaga she was going nuts on Digdug. I mean it was insane, she was more intense than I had ever seen her. Then when she dies she just looks up and gives that usual Ash smile that is so, shit whats the word? So we spend about an hour and a half going around playing different games, I think we got pretty far in the D&D beat up game. You know the one where when you put in a quarter it announces "Welcome to the D&D world." Man that game was always so cool. Anyway, we also beat one of the Time Crisis games, pretty sure it was three but at this point they all kinda run together to me.

Then as we are about to leave we are about to leave we run into him, Tommy Marino. Now this guy, this jackass has had it in for me since grade school. I can't remember the exact story but apparently his big brother and my big brother Wally were hockey rivals or something and that's why he hates my guts. So we were just about to leave when I hear that jerks tough guy Italian accent that he fakes when he's trying to intimidate someone. "Well well well, if it isn't little miss dork. How long's it been Ash?" Ash let out a long sigh and responded "Not long enough Jackass, considering I haven't seen you since graduation. Thank God." Then that greasy asshole just continued "Yeah, such a shame you never got to see me at my best. Only girl in the school who didn't if I remember right?" "I swear to God, what was with you're insane infatuation with me? Was it that I was the one girl who actually said no to you? Was it really that or was there more?" she retorted. Thankfully he hadn't noticed I was there, when I said he had it out for me I mean he really had it out for me. Like clockwork almost once every month the dude would come in and trash the store. When I say trash I mean he completely wrecks it, he actually broke some of the shelves, and I couldn't do anything because his goon of a brother held me back.

Now you may be asking "But Scott isn't that illegal? Why don't you call the cops?" Well to answer your question Tommy's daddy has a little we bit of power, and by that I mean he owns like a quarter of the businesses in this piece of shit town. I do anything about it and Tommy tucks tails and goes crying to daddy and I get sued or worse. So yeah, I'm completely shit out of luck. Now, to get back on track. This greasy asshole also puts his pride in the weirdest of things. For some reason he is extremely good at Dance Dance Revolution, I don't know maybe its boosts his ego and makes him think he can actually dance. So after a bit more of back and forth he finally realizes that im here. "I mean first you wont go out with me and then... wait are you seriously here with him?" he let out that annoying laugh of his and looks directly at me.

"You are seriously here with the biggest failure of our class. The piece of shit who just sat in the back of class and never talked. The one all your friends said was a waste of time back then, the voted most likely to disappear. The friggin joke who spent his weekends at that piece of shit comic store on fifth street and has been working for what two years at that shitty convenience store. You are here with him? That is just hilarious, the two biggest dorks in this town together." At this point I was ready to lay his ass out in the middle of the arcade, and just as I start towards him Ash stops me. I began to protest but when I looked at her I noticed the pure rage on her face. Her normally blue eyes burned as red as her hair. She tied back her hair, took off her jacket and like a redneck with a beer about to follow through with a stupid bet demanded "Hold my hoodie."

She just walks up to the machine and says "You me, any song, any difficulty" She actually was actually challenging this guy to a DDR game like this was some shitty anime. "Um excuse me, look around sweetheart. You see all these guys around me, they're all the guys I've beaten at this. I mean alright doll, I'll humor you, lets play. Hell I might even go easy on you. Wait what, you are seriously... There is no way you can handle that song on that speed." Now I may not know much about DDR but I can tell when someone pulled a Through Fire and Flames. By that I mean I can tell when someone has picked something extremely hard on the hardest mode. For once the arcade is dead silent, the countdown begins and then music kicks in. Both Ash and Tommy are going full throttle, I swear their feet were nothing but blurs. The music blared and then the strangest thing, Tommy began to slow down. He started to slip, and then he actually gets so tired and sluggish he fails. The look on his smug face, the only thing that could have made it better would be if the Black Hawk Down score played. He just stops trying, he actually failed. Everyone in the arcade was stunned, okay well not everyone but the people watching were.

Then she just hops off the machine, that same little smile of hers, wraps her arm around mine and suggests "Scotty lets go." I don't know how long we walked through the mall like that, it could have been ten minuets or ten hours. It didn't matter, and I have no idea why but I think I kinda liked it. So after I don't know how long we finally decide to leave. For some reason she hugged me and I begrudgingly told her I had a good time and then we just kinda left. I'm really just now beginning to wrap my head around this, so uh until next time I guess. I just gotta go think some man.

[minky-beta]

Noah Foster x Reader:  Eventually... Eventually

Request:  Noah imagine where you accuse Audrey of being the accomplice so he breaks up with you bc he thinks Audrey would never betray him? And you can decide the ending thanks!! ❤❤❤

A/N: Sorry for the long wait, a lot's gone on in this past year. Either way, I hope you all really like it!!!!

Also there is like little to no fluff. 

Warning: A couple of cuss words??

You smiled at Noah's Mom, rambling off a generic greeting as you rushed your way over to Noah's room. Ever since Piper's killer wave, you and Noah hadn't been the best. Noah was obsessed with the accomplice theory, so you didn't exactly have the best support system from him right after it. You guys had countless fights from seemingly everything, from his podcast, to the murder board, to jealousy, to going to a place for dinner. With every fight and argument, your relationship seemed to edge closer and closer to the edge. 

You and Noah had a huge argument the night before because he didn't think you supported the podcast. You had gotten over your initial reaction of it, which had been triggering flashbacks of being stabbed. But now you were afraid of the accomplice or whoever tracking him, and what could happen if he got too close. Either way, you didn't want to be the one who kept him from doing something that made him happy and seemed to help him cope.   

"Hey babe," you said as you walked inside and saw him staring at the murder board. 

Noah turned towards you and smiled. Like usual, he tried to not be petty after fights. "Hi sweetie," he said. 

"Do you have any new clues?" you asked. 

He frowned and shook his head. "All the clues are gonna connect together into some story, but I have no idea who pulled the strings. Who's the person that connects everything." 

"Maybe we should just go through everyone involved again." You pressed your lips together and sat down on his bed, staring at the murder board as well. 

"I've already tried that," he muttered. 

You rolled your eyes and sighed. After staring at the board for a few minutes, you groaned and went up to the board. You snapped a picture of the board. "We're starting with a clean slate," you said as you pulled down the pictures of everybody on the board. 

Noah nodded as he helped you peel off the photos. You both stared at the stack of pictures on his desk. "Now let's take out all of the victims and separate them on died and-" You struggled for the words. "Just stalked." 

He smirked at you. "Those were definitely the best words you could've chosen," he said. 

"I am trying to help you find the accomplice of a dude who both stalked and tried to murder me." You gave him a playful shove. "Watch it, or I'll do a big reveal of how I'm the accomplice," 

"You know, this wouldn't be a bad cover to be honest," he explained with a smile, "Date the guy who's the most dedicated to finding you and 'help' him in the investigation," 

"Shut up," you laughed as you finally separated the pictures. "Now who can we rule out for sure?"  

"Emma," Noah suggested, "She was attacked the most. And Piper wouldn't have told Emma her story if that happened; she thought that they were completely alone," 

You nodded. "And Brooke, since you and Audrey found her in the freezer." Noah grabbed the 'dead' stack and pinned them up to the board, while you handed him the next stack of people. "And Audrey," he said as he held out his hand for you to pass it off. 

You pressed your lips together but handed it to him, nonetheless. "What crosses her off the suspect list?" 

"She helped Emma kill Piper." Noah looked at you confused. 

"After Piper had already told her story, and Audrey was hiding during that. Me and you tried to track Emma and lost her, how else did Audrey find them at the lake?" 

"Why would she kill Piper if they were accomplices?" he demanded, but still trying to keep a level voice. 

You sighed. "It wouldn't be the first time people who had differences stopped working together. A lot of people will sabotage their co-workers, think of how brutal that can get with serial killers," 

"Then what about Rachel?" 

"Same thing as before. They had a fight, Piper killed Rachel... Or maybe Piper did it as a warning because Audrey wanted to leave. Audrey felt pressured and went back to Piper. When she had her chance, she killed Piper with Emma as a... last revenge."

He ran a hand through his hair and glared daggers at you. "She is my best friend, Y/N," he growled, "I trust her. She wouldn't do this!"

"We can't cross people out of this unless the evidence does it for us!" 

Noah began pacing up and down his room before turning towards you. "I know Audrey, Y/N," 

"We thought we knew Piper," you snapped. 

"Piper wasn't my best friend. I didn't know her for years." 

You shook your head. "We need to think about this logically, without any emotion. All I'm saying is that you've crossed her off the list every time before this, and it's never made complete sense," 

"How could you say this?" he asked, "This is Audrey you're talking about. We've known her for years. She's helped you calm down from panic attacks and given you rides so you don't have to walk out when it's late. And you're telling me to consider her of being the reason you're scared to do that in the first place?" 

"I've always considered everybody! Ever since this happened, I've been scared of literally everybody being the killer and accomplice!" You screamed. You blinked slowly as tears shone in your eyes. "Unless there's evidence, I'm going to keep questioning everyone," 

"Have you considered me?" Noah asked. Your breath hitched as you froze. He stopped before scoffing, "Oh my god, you have," 

"It's nothing against you! I've always had trust issues," you yelled, while Noah stared at you shocked, "Some wack job murdering my friends puts me on overdrive!" You sighed and pressed your lips together as you tried to calm yourself down. "I didn't want to think it was you, but I couldn't help it. Then there was evidence, and I never questioned you again," 

"I trust Audrey," he pleaded and stepped closer, "Shouldn't that be enough?" "I wish it was." You stared at him with tear-ridden eyes. "I need something logical to make me believe, with no questions, that Audrey's innocent," 

The both of you watched each other for a few moments. Noah dropped his gaze and sighed, running his hand over his face, before looking at you again. "Maybe... we shouldn't be together then..." 

You felt frozen. You opened your mouth to speak but struggled for the words. "W-wait... What are you saying?" you stuttered, going on even though your voice was cracking. 

"Be honest Y/N," he whispered, "We've been on the edge of a break up for weeks, maybe months," 

"I love you, Noah" you pleaded. 

"We've been fighting about nothing over and over again. Only to apologize, and then do it again by the next hour." He shook his head. "And now I know you've questioned whether I did this. You're even trying to convince me to consider my friend as someone who murder people, who psychologically tortured all of us. Someone who, at one point, was my only friend. And you think she could have done that,"  

You were about to fight to hold onto this. To hold onto the relationship you had cherished for a  year. To hold onto your boyfriend that you loved. the person you loved. 

But when he glared at you, you knew that there was no way you could talk your way out of this. When you guys usually had fights, Noah would look pissed, but a kind of pissed where it was obvious that he didn't want to keep fighting, where he was desperate to calm down and work it out. This time, though, this time he looked at you like he was ready to do or say whatever it took for you to get out. You just had to get out. 

You couldn't try to explain yourself, at least not right now. 

"You really want to break up," you whispered, not sure if it was a pleading question or a statement. It felt like both. You knew it was true but didn't want it to be so. He nodded. You bit into your bottom lip. "Then bye Noah," you whispered. You stepped slowly over to the bedroom door. "I do love you, ya know." 

Noah looked back at you, and for a moment it reminded you of how he looked at you back before everything that happened. When you guys had been dating and didn't fight unless it was an actual issues and you guys understood each other. When you guys were completely ignorant of what it felt like to be on the phone with a dying friend, or a murderer, or to be stabbed. When you guys knew you loved each other and thought that you would be the high school sweethearts (and your friends thought you would be to)

You sent him a pathetic smile and stepped out of his room. Mrs. Foster smiled brightly at you as you stepped downstairs. "Hey sweetie," she cheerily said, "Do you think you'd be able to stay for dinner? I'm making your favorit-" 

Unknown to you, Noah had text Audrey about the breakup, without any detail. He ran a hand down his face as he tried to stop the salty tears from dropping. He stared at the board for a moment before slowly walking to it and taking Audrey's photo down before dropping it to the 'Suspect' list.

"I actually really need to meet up with friends, for a school project," you rushed out, "Thanks though Mrs. Foster. You're great," You rushed out of Noah's house, finally letting your tears fall. You called the first person that came to your mind.

"Brooke," you sobbed. 

She immediately became concerned. "Oh my god, Y/N what happened?" 

"Me and Noah broke up," you choked up. 

"Where are you? I'll pick you up." 

"I'm heading to my house right now." 

You could already hear her scrambling around on the other end.  "I'm heading there. And listen to me, he made a horrible fucking mistake, okay? You're amazing, how could he do that?" You pressed your lips together. You didn't want to tell anyone about what had been the last straw. You didn't want anyone to be rude towards Audrey, or you if they took her side. Noah might tell people, but you figured he wouldn't want anyone questioning her either. 

"We had another fight, and that coupled with how many others fight we've had lately." You wiped at a few more tears. "I really loved him Brooke," 

"I know sweetheart," she whispered, "Don't worry, you'll get through this. I mean, we all got through Piper, you can get through this," 

You couldn't stop the small smile as some hope appeared in the heavy pit in your stomach. "Thanks." 

"I'm going to hang up right now, but I'm going to show up at your house with the post-breakup crew and supplies," she said. 

"I'll see you, and I am completely ready for this crew." 

"Bye then," She laughed, and you heard her car start. "You'll be fine, Y/N, eventually." With that, she hung up. 

You brought the phone down and could only imagine Brooke calling Emma. She'd probably rush through an explanation before calling Noah every name out of the book. You figured Noah was calling Audrey, who was doing the same to you. 

Noah...  

His caramel hair. And hazel eyes.... Those eyes lighting up when he found a movie conspiracy theory. How he would try to make a song of stuff he had to memorize, and then promptly forget it. Man, you had a lot of his movies and books in your room that you'd have to get rid of. How he'd lean forward a little in his chair and narrow his eyes whenever he got really interested in something in class. His clothes... They smelled like the markers he used on his board and the snacks he would eat at his desktop. They smelled like him. The same scent that always stuck to his flannels a little longer whenever he fell asleep in them, usually studying or working on the podcast. Those were the ones you usually tried to borrow (or steal). You would wear them to bed, then when you had a nightmare, you'd feel like he was there. You had lost track of how many might be hiding away in your closet. You thought of how close he'd hold you when the murders first started. He'd beg you to stay over at his house, until you asked Brooke to cover for you and did. The two of you would watch conspiracy theory videos to stay up all night when the nightmares would be too bad. The late night phone calls where he would test out scripts for the podcast with you... 

Just Noah. Noah in general.... Everything about him. It all came rushing back to you. You weren't losing a dream. You were losing, no, it already happened-- you had just fucking lost him. Noah. 

"Eventually," you whispered to yourself, "Be fine, eventually," 

You could only hope it was true.

[cruzrogue]

Rendezvous Nightly

Some side stories to One More Push-storyline

 Rendezvous nightly

 It was a quiet night as Oliver looked down from his crouched position on the small balcony overlooking the south side of Felicity’s townhome. She has been trying to get him to look forward to more than names in a book since they talked about his mission. To his surprise at first her not being bothered by having a list was just so perplexing to him. She urged him to help people less fortunate and not be seen as a body dumper of sorts.

He has maimed a few opponents but hasn’t killed anyone other than those mercenaries who kidnapped him. He might have really done a number on the man that thought he was going to force himself on an unsuspecting waitress heading home from a long day at a diner. He has followed the list otherwise but scoured the city and stopped petty crime in a bow and arrow fashion that made for some interesting bedroom talk.

Scaling back down the brick moor wall of one of her neighbor’s facing her backyard. He walked the distance to his Ducati revving it up.  His side pocket started to vibrate as his gloved fingers felt for his phone as he leaned back on the bike reading her text.

*You coming over tomorrow morning?*

He looked over at where her room was and it was pitch black. There was no light at all coming from her place. He came by and observed her home in the last hour after he was done patrolling the streets.

*Are you home?*

There it was a light from her lamp lit up the dark from her nightstand. She was in her bedroom.

*I tried to sleep but I couldn’t.*

He dialed the familiar number and didn’t wait long when he heard her voice. “Oliver, are you nearby?”

“I’m near. You need me to stop by?”

“You aren’t talking to me while on your bike are you?” her voice coming off stern.

“I’m actually by the alley near your home.”

“Ah..hmm you’re the ass on that bike somewhere outside.”

“Yep!” He didn’t even deny it.

“Go store your bike without being seen. I’ll wait for you.”

“Back entrance but...”

“I won’t unlock it until I know it’s you.” She rolled her eyes, he knew she rolled her eyes. “Okay be there soon.” He hung up and took off on his bike. He was in his leathers and well just in case someone was watching he wouldn’t take any chances.

Driving a short distance and routing back to where he would cut his engine and roll his bike under a tarp in the back. He strode to the back door and when he opened the door easily his eyes narrowed as he was about to have a few choice words with the woman in question of slacking in how much he quizzed her on safety.

She was sitting crossed legged with a big grin waiting to be lectured. A chair he bought at a local store because the artsy one she had was not a comfortable one at all.

“You saw me in the back?” A nod confirmed his question. He strode to her and felt at peace as his lips nipped hers at first teasing her. Waiting for her impatience where she rose up from the seat to claim his lips gave him the opportunity to claim his chair and have her in his lap. Their sweet touches of declarations of how much they missed each other even though it has been a few hours would hopeful never die down.

Pulling from her a little bit he asked, “Why aren’t you asleep?” Cradling her head in his hands looking into her sleepy eyes.

“My grizzly bear was missing.” Her head popped down softly on his shoulder taking in his scent.

“Oh maybe we should go look for him or her? It could be under the covers where you belong.”

She patted his back lightly and straightened in his lap. “Sure we can. Will you stay and help me and put me to bed.”

After a lingering kiss and another yawn from Felicity, he rose with her in his arms. “Come on sleepy head.” He tilted having her touch the floor softly and led her to her room.

With pillows all over her floor and those accent ones that he wondered like most males why on earth they were needed. Pushing through and having her land on the bed with a dramatic sigh she backed up until her back was against the headboard looking at him contemplating her next words. He loved how expressive her pajamas were. Tonight they were lost in space genre centric and his girl was such a geek.

“Are we going to look for my bear?” she said in a very teasing note.

He shook his head knowing very well she had no grizzle bear teddies in actuality she had no stuffed animals of any kind. He asked her about it but it lead to a tearful dad issue that made him angry. So she had none and he hoped that sometime in the future he could share a special moment with such frivolous stuffed toy with her.

He undressed with her watchful eye as he hung his suit in the enclosed bag. He turned to her whistle and it made him roll his eyes but she did get him to grin. Her hand rummaging within a draw on her nightstand she pulled out some facial wipes and using her indexing finger to tell him to come over as he did on command he crawled up to meet her as she began to wipe the grease paint off his eyes. Ever so gently she took these moments of sweet intimacy of tending to his needs in his quest for justice.

“I’m growing to love our routines.”

“I do hope it not the motherly one. Where I nag and you stomp around like a little angry angel.”

“Pff” he huffed. “There is nothing about how I see you as my mom but I’d be really appreciative if we don’t go there.”

“Oh, poor baby Thea giving you a hard time then?”

“Swear she’s a pod of my mom.” He says as he turns over and sits down grabbing the covers on his side. Felicity is adjusting to her side of the bed as they prepare to actually sleep.

“They must notice you not being at home?”

“Well they know I’m seeing someone. Well my mom knows it’s you but Thea well she’s thinking I’m sleeping with a new model each night.”

“How romantic.” She leers.

“Not getting educated by my little sis. It’s disturbing enough when she off handling talks about my sex life.”

“How’s that going for you?”

“Great, you should meet her.” He gets wacked in the arm. “Ouch.”

“Boy, you keep up with that trash and you’ll need to find another model…”

Cutting her off with his lips is his favorite pastime.

“I think I’m… can’t think of the word but it all good. I’m good with what I’ve got.”

Felicity eyebrows rose at him as he then cracks up laughing.

“Baby, I am very content, happy, and so damn ecstatic really.”

“But…”

“But nothing! I know a part of me is waiting for the shoe to drop but for all these months it’s just feels like it is coming along the way it should. I’m following a list have a great backup solider by my side and I’m doing that thing you and Diggle nagged me about doing some good outside of the list.”

“I didn’t nag you on that. That was all Diggle. He just recruited me to get you on board.” She smiled at his tortured face.

“Well how is everything with you coming along, keeping our relationship a secret and all?”

“I had to turn down a few fellas but I’m okay.” She taunted.

“Albert or is it that douche Mike? Please don’t tell me its Tommy’s dad.”

“You think Malcolm Merlyn is trying to get into my pants, skirt?”

“He sees you a lot. I got that from passing the water cooler last week.”

“Seriously? Tommy’s dad? The man comes and sees me about twice a week and he asks about Tommy all the time. Tommy lives in his house. I don’t live with Tommy.”

“Wait, wait.” Oliver is sitting rigid now on the bed looking down at Felicity. “Mr. Merlyn sees you twice a week about Tommy.” Oliver fingers the name Tommy as he looks at her as if she is clueless.

“Why are you air quoting the name Tommy. What else would his father come visit me about?”

Oliver looks at her and then grumbles, “Either Tommy talks about you to his dad or Mr. Merlyn does want to be a whole lot friendlier with you. Either way I’ll serious consider murdering him.”

“Okay, you know what. This is boarding on crazy. Let’s get some sleep.”

“Fine but if he starts making excuses to visit you.” Oliver warns.

“Sure I’ll keep that in mind.” She mumbles.

He gets back into a comfortable position and holds her near.

“I don’t think I like the thought of sharing. I know I know you’re no object but it is just that no one knows about us and it has moments like this that get me all riled up.”

She kisses his hand that she brought to her lips. “I am yours let the world slip away. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Good” he says as he drifts to sleep.

[blazinbeautywrites]

Band Wars

Note: Due to recent events and the rampant uprising of plagiarism on this site and others I am stating once and once only that this is my ORIGINAL work. If I find out that you have stolen/taken any part of my work I will handle you and the situation the way I see fit.

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Length: 2,279 Words

Genre: Comedy and Angst

When Big Hit first announced that they’d finally be debuting a girl group everyone was excited. Bang Si Hyuk held multiple press conferences to discuss his secret girl group that he’d been training for 7 years. Not much was given away as he wanted to surprise the world. One by one teaser images were released and people began recognizing the girls from a few Big Hit trainee projects. Big Hit were applauded for the diversity of their group, leading the girls to have one of the most talked about debuts ever. LOTUS was here and they were taking the kpop industry by storm.

*6 months after debut*

“Again!” Sienna commanded. The rest of LOTUS obeyed as the girls ran through their choreography for what felt like the 100th time that day.

“Aish! We’re exhausted. Let’s just go back to the dorms get some rest and we can come back later,” Yeona said before taking a long sip from her water bottle.

“She’s right. We keep messing up the simplest moves because we’re running on little to no sleep. We need rest,” Areum said.

“We have to practice until we get it right. Our showcase is in one week. I’ll be damned if we go on stage looking a hot fucking mess,” Sienna argued.

“I know but look at us, we’re a mess. We need a break and I know you’re the leader but I’m older and I say we are going home. So let’s call it a day cuz I’m starving,” Areum said already packed and ready to go.

“Fine but I’m going to the gym upstairs. I’m too annoyed to do anything else,” Sienna said. She grabbed her bags to leave giving her group members a faint smile before disappearing into the hallway.

“Is she okay? She seems more on edge than normal lately,” Yeona asked, packing up her things.

“Well I heard from Yoongi that Namjoon broke off that little fling he and Sienna had and she is bitter as fuck,” Ximena said.

“Jesus what is with you and Yoongi? Yall fucking or some shit?” Tasia asked.

“Hell no! He and I just love to talk shit so he always gives me the rundown on things. Okay and maybe he let me sit on his face once but it was just that one time. Plus if I was gonna fuck anyone it’d be Jimin. That’s my baby right there,” Ximena said.

“Bitch you nasty but shid if Min Yoongi told me to sit on his face I’d do it to,” Tasia said, laughing with her bandmates.

“Alright can we go now? I really need some food and a shower,” Yeona whined.

“Okay okay let’s go before she falls out,” Areum said, leading the girls to the dorm elevators.

*Upstairs gym 1 hour later*

“Oh my god why did I come here?” Sienna mumbled as she finished her intense workout. As she blindly reached out for a towel to wipe her sweat she felt hands run up her sides. She jumped and nearly fell over. Areum was laughing her ass off at the fact that she succeeded in scaring her.

“What the hell Areum?” Sienna yelled.

“Oh stop being a baby. You done working out?” Areum asked.

“Yeah. I’m fucking starving though. What did you guys order?” Sienna asked.

“We got pizza and some junk food. Might as well pig out tonight after all the work we put in today,” Areum said.

“That’s shitty logic and makes zero sense but I don’t give a fuck so let’s go,” Sienna said. The girls left the gym and on their way back they were stopped by Bang PD.

“Sienna can I speak with you for a moment?” Bang PD said.

“Yes sir,” Sienna replied. Areum looked on as Sienna walked into his office and closed the door behind her.

“Sienna, I assume you’re familiar with the show After School Club?” Bang PD asked.

“Yes I am. If you don’t mind me asking, but are you finally gonna let us go on the show? Sienna said excitedly. Bang PG laughed at her eagerness and nodded his head.

“Yaaaaay! I’m sorry sir I’m just really happy! We’ve always wanted to go on ASC,” Sienna said. She was jumping up and down so much that he had to steady her shoulders to keep her grounded.

“I can see that but I must warn you that the episode you’re gonna be featured on will also include GOT7. Now I know you’ve had issues with Jaebum since your debut but I need you to be on your best behavior. Don’t let him get to you,” Bang PD said.

“Okay with all do respect sir, I don’t have any issues with Jaebum at all. If anything he’s the one witht the issue…but I promise I’ll do my best,” Sienna said.

“On the up chance that he does insult you, just please don’t cause a national crisis. Now please go and relay the news to the other girls,” Bang PD said.

“Okay. Thank you for the opportunity,” Sienna bowed and exited his office. She stormed to the elevators trying to calm her nerves but to no avail. Once she’d gotten to her group’s dorm she smelled the pizza and almost threw up.

“Wooooah you look like shit. What’s wrong?” Ximena asked. Sienna struggled to gather her thoughts.

“Umm we finally got our wish I guess,” She stated taking a seat next to Yeona on the couch.

“What do you mean?” Areum asked taking a seat on the floor grabbing another slice of pizza.

“I mean we’re going on ASC. Bang PD just told me,” Sienna said. The other girls began screaming and celebrating but quickly stopped when they saw that Sienna was still seated with an annoyed expression on her face.

“Okay why the hell do you look like you were punched in the gut?” Tasia asked.

“Our episode also includes GOT7,” Sienna said. She sat back against the couch and groaned.

“Wow. Uhh okay. It won’t be that bad. I mean the rest of the boys are fine,” Areum said.

“Yeah it’s just JB. We got your back so don’t stress over this,” Yeona said.

“It’s not okay though. I don’t appreciate that wack ass shit he said about me. The sad part is that I admired him and in all our interviews after we debuted I spoke highly of him and he just shitted on me,” Sienna said holding back tears. Tasia sat next to her and held her, attempting to soothe her. Ximena, Yeona, and Areum joined them and hugged both girls. Though they were all women of color, the others girls knew that it was hard for Sienna and Tasia to live in a country where the white skin, skinny, porcelain doll beauty standard was ideal. Areum thought back to the time she saw Sienna purging herself in order to fit more with the other, slimmer trainees. It broke her heart sometimes when she saw the hate her bandmates received. Ximena is Latina but she knew damn well that she and her complexion were more eagerly embraced than that of her black bandmates. The girls don’t know how long they were sat like that but they were startled by the ringing of their doorbell. Yeona ran to get it and was annoyed immediately. Mark, Yugyeom, Jackson and a visibly irritated JB stood at their door, shivering from the cold.

“Hey Mark, Yugyeom, Jackson……..JB,” Yeona greeted. It was no secret that the ladies of LOTUS couldn’t stand JB but they were at least cordial with him seeing as BTS and GOT7 collab a lot and are really good friends.

“That’s JB oppa to you sweetie,” JB said, giving her a smirk.

“You fucking wish asshole. Why are yall here anyway?” Yeona asked.

“Well we going to a gaming cafe to play some games and you guys’ dorm is on the way so we decided to come stop by and say hello but you have a shitty attitude,” Jackson said. Yeona narrowed her eyes and looked away from him.

“Whatever, come on in,” Yeona said opening the door wide enough for them to walk through. She soon walked away and vanished into her room.

“Hey ladies!” Jackson yelled. One by one the girls greeted Jackson then waved at the others. However, JB lingered near the door and when he looked up his eyes locked with Sienna’s bloodshot ones. Jackson saw Sienna and immediately knew why she was upset having texted her a few days prior.

“Hey Jackson,” Sienna said. Jackson hugged her back, hands skimming her ass a bit.

“Well I see you been eating right. Your ass is getting fatter,” Jackson said.

“Jesus Jackson!” Sienna whacked him hard on the arm causing them both to burst out laughing. He was happy to see her smiling.

“Boy could you be anymore thirsty?” Tasia said.

“Why? You jealous? You know you fine too,” Jackson teased. Tasia smirked at him then went over to talk to Jinyoung, who was a little to happy to see her.

“So how have yall been? I feel like we haven’t seen you ladies in a minute,” Mark said.

“We’re working on a few projects and some new music. We’ve also got a showcase next week and Little Miss Drill Sergeant has been running us into the ground with practices and shit,” a disgruntled Ximena said.

“She’s a perfectionist. What do you expect?” Mark says glancing over at Sienna talking with Jackson. His jaw clenched a bit but averted his eyes quickly hoping no one noticed. Ximena left to talk to Yugyeom, leaving Areum with Mark.

“So are you ever going to tell Sienna that you want her to have your babies?” Areum asked. Mark looked at her with wide eyes and almost choked.

“What….how….,” Mark stumbled.

“Look we all know you like her. Even she knows and she lowkey likes you too. After that shit with Namjoon she really just wants to focus on the music and not deal with a man. My advice to you is to continue to be her friend and maybe one day when yall are drunk off your asses she’ll fuck the shit out of you,” Areum said. She got up and left a stunned Mark sitting on the couch. Nearby sitting on a stool JB heard the entire conversation. He became a bit more agitated. If only everyone knew the truth.

“Well this has been fun but we have to go. I only reserved a private room for an hour,” JB said. As he walked to the door he looks at Sienna who was hugging Mark goodbye.

“Call me tonight okay? You too Jackson!” Sienna said.

“Of course. We’ll make it a three way,” Jackson said.

“Omg get out!!” Sienna laughed, pushing Jackson and Mark out the door. Once they were gone she grabbed a slice of pizza and plopped back down on the couch.

“I swear I need to know you’re secret. You got all these guys falling all over you and shit. First Namjoon, now Jackson and Mark. Oh and let’s not forget that one year during our trainee days when you and JB dated,” Ximena stated.

“XIMENA! THEY DON’T KNOW ABOUT JB!” Sienna yelled.

“Ohhhh….oops,” Ximena said.

“You dated JB for a whole year? How did yall not get caught? I mean I know we don’t have a dating ban but he did at the time,” Tasia said.

“I know. That’s why I broke it off. I just got tired of sneaking around. I was a trainee and I wanted to debut so bad so I focused on myself and the group. He didn’t like that so I stopped talking to him. I was harsh of me at the time but I thought I was doing what was best for me,” Sienna said.

“Okaaaay but how the hell did Namjoon come into the mix?” Areum asked.

“He and Jackson knew about JB and I and when they found out we broke up they invited me out and we got super drunk. Long story short Jackson passed out and Namjoon slept together that night,” Sienna replied.

“Wow, quite the triangle you have there,” Ximena said.

“Yeah and it got even more complicated once Namjoon and I started sleeping together more often. Feelings got involved but then Bang PD found out and told us to break up. He didn’t want the relationship to affect our debut and BTS’s comeback. I agreed to end it and he fought for us to stay together. I still feel bad that I just walked away from him but what can I do? It’s too late now anyway,” Sienna said.

“…..And Mark?” Tasia asked.

“Mark and I will have to remain friends. I can’t be known in the industry as a homie hopper. That shit ain’t cute besides, I much rather flirt with him cuz it’s funny as hell. Now can we drop this? I’m hungry and the new season of How to Get Away with Murder is on netflix and I’m in the mood for a binge,” Sienna whined.

“Fine, I’ll get the wine and some more snacks and we can binge watch your show,” Areum said, disappearing into the kitchen.

“I really love you guys,” Sienna said. Areum returned quickly with 4 glasses and a bottle of red wine. She poured the wine then gave each girl a glass.

“We love you too even though you’re a little whore,” Ximena said. Sienna nearly choked on her wine as she laughed. The others soon joined in and their girls night was officially underway. They had no idea shit was about to hit the fan and hit it hard.

Chapter 2

[calypsoff]

Thirteen. Part 5

All these boys do is play that games console, I expected something like probably bringing girls over but no, they are just roasting each other on how wack they are, I mean this was not it. I have just been watching them play, my grumpy boyfriend just keeps on giving me a smile here and there, probably to keep me quiet but it’s interesting to see how they are, they are just typical boys “are you all being good for me?” I have to ask “yes” TJ just said it, without a care too “I mean you are Rihanna and we don’t want to invite anyone over you see but we are going soon, me and Barry leave you both to scream all you want” oh so they do have friends here “so I am making it boring” I laughed, my phone started to ring at the side of me “you’re never boring, you’re super lit” TJ so does have a crush on me, he is speaking more then Chris is and I don’t know why, he is probably thinking and plotting on something “hi Jay” I knew he would call “when will you be back from Texas? Once you back we will go over the storyboard with Anthony Mandler, I think I really like with what he has gone with so we can meet for that, get the ball rolling with the video, and as you requested during the second to the eighth May your schedule is clear, your assistant has put that in your calendar” he knew he had to do that, or I would refuse to do anything “I will be back around three maybe, give or take. What to do is book us in at a food place, we can discuss it then over some food. But I like the sound of the clear schedule, I just want to get that all done. Once we on day six of the tour, the album drops at that point with the video dropping the following day. I know I got that performance with the VMAs” I know that myself “yes and he also wanted to put you in his Fashion Killa video, he said the song is about you because you a bad bitch, he put that in the email anyways. Then you have the promo, mini promo thing. Then you can have another break” Jay Brown has it all planned “great, that is fine. So I will see you tomorrow” give and take with Jay Brown, it has to be, or I will be stuck in this contract.

I need to mention the video to Chris, but not now. Maybe when I can get him to Cali and he’s stuck with me, I will then but it’s harmless. I was shocked when he said the song is about me, like am I really that, but he did add my name to it. I just wonder what Chris’ reaction will be, I mean he has to understand that this is just videos and even movies, I may kiss a man, but it means nothing not like I am kissing anyone now, but I need to mention it to him, not now though “busy?” Chris said, he didn’t look at me because he is playing game “I suppose, always hectic with an album rollout. But it makes me happy that you will be with me for some of it, even though you’re going to hate it” Chris laughed, I fancy him so much. He is so sexy; I need to get him some gold around his neck. Dragging my eyes down his arms, staring at his fingers working those joysticks, oh yes. Those fingers are just it; he knows what he is doing too, chile. I need that inside me now, god. My man is just so sexy, I hope he doesn’t become flavour of the month when the girls know who he is, he is mine and that is that, I feel hot now. I want him so bad, even though he hasn’t groomed it doesn’t bother me. Also he needs to trim his pubes, not amused with that mess down there. Chris caught me staring and then smiled at me before looking back at the TV “you got a staring problem?” he has a beautiful smile, it reminds me of when he was younger and all he did was smile, now he is grumpy “just adoring my boyfriend” I said in a whisper “well that is sickening” TJ said, I huffed out “whatever, I just want to spend time with him. Are you done with this game?” they are boring “soon” he has been saying that for a while now “soon? I am shooting a naked scene and I need to speak to you about it” Chris glared at me “yes!” Barry spat, oh my god his grumpy face is back but my pussy did jump “what?” looking down at my fingers “I am joking” I mumbled “I just wanted your attention and now you have lost, can we have time together?” this sucks for me.

I am glad his friends are going now “see you in the morning Robyn, it’s been dope to hang with you” TJ is so sweet “and you, see you in the morning” I can so tell he has a crush on me, the way he just stares at me randomly but he knows his boundaries “bye” watching them both walk off, a pair of arms wrapped around my shoulders “finally” I breathed, Chris kissed my cheek “what I say about naked scenes? You ain’t doing those now, that is where I will say no” he is so temperamental “I know, I was joking to get your attention. Now” turning around in his arms “it’s just you and me, I love you so much. How are you feeling? After everything we spoke on?” dragging my hands down his chest “erm, it’s hard to process. Just the simple face that people will know me and I hate that but I am getting there, they will find my mug shot and parade that around, but you will stick by me?” frowning at him “uhh of course I will, be quiet. But if you don’t fix those pubes we about to have issues, here I am waxed and ready for you and you being a bum” I love it when smiles “this is how you know I ain’t cheating, man. I love you so much” he gripped my cheeks and kissed my lips “it ain’t even that bad, you dramatic, don’t worry when we see each other I will be groomed, I can’t wait for my birthday. I am going to be super lit, but like I know you want to take me wherever, but I am coming back after because the boys have got a little something going on too��� watching Chris walk off, picking up the mess from the floor “and what is that huh?” crossing my arms across my chest “the club, where else” tilting my head to the side “so we go public and then you going to be at the club, you know girls are going to be wanting you, they love to want what is not theirs you know?” Chris bit his bottom lip “what you don’t know, won’t hurt either. I am just cleaning a little then we can go to the bedroom, we can snuggle or whatever” I thought what is he doing “don’t joke like that” that shit could happen too.

I am shocked this man is currently cleaning while I am stood here waiting on him “I will remember to call you if I want to maid” he is good at cleaning “ha ha ha, funny” I huffed out pacing off “I am done now anyways, look at you all uptight. Come here” he grabbed my hand and twirled me around, he pressed his mouth to my ear “I love you so much” I reached behind me and grabbed his neck, rolling my hips, I want sex so he better give it up now. My dress is ridding up as I am pressing up against him even harder “mhmmm” I want to make him hard; I threw my head and he placed his lips against my neck. Grabbing my face and tilting my head back even further, he placed his hand over my pelvis and rocked against me slowly, pushing his growing erection against my ass. He spun me around to face him. Gripping my hips and pulling me into him, he wrapped his arms around my waist, looking into my eyes “you are so breathtakingly beautiful, it is unbelievable and staring into your eyes, I didn't know how I have been so lucky and managed to date you” he is so cute “I love you so much” I swear I love him so much. Grazing his finger over my lips, his lips captured mine, his tongue pushing it's way into my mouth.

Moving my dress up, Chris slid his hands between my thighs and pushed my panties to the side “Chris” I pulled my lips away from his but Chris kissed me again as he massaged my clit between his fingers. He slid a finger inside of me, he stroked his finger back and forth and made his way to my neck, he kissed my neck then down to my chest, Chris really loves my neck, the way he always attacks that first, I expected Chris to stop but he continued to travel further down. He got down on his knees, his head is beneath my dress. He lifted my leg over his shoulder, I am thinking the fact I have nothing to catch me if I fall back. Kisses were placed on the inside of my leg, his lips moving closer to my core. He poked his tongue against my panties and then pulling them off. He slowly dragged his tongue on my opening ever so slowly.  I nearly fell back from that, keeping myself steady. He flickered his tongue over my clit before finally sucking me into his mouth and I couldn't contain myself, I moaned out. I grabbed on to the back of his head.

He licked and sucked until I am rocking my hips as best I could given the position, grinding my pussy back and forth on his tongue. Chris continued to suck as I came, Chris was quick to move and held me up, I am about to fall the fuck back “give your wax lady a raise” I grabbed his top and pulled him towards me and licked the side of his face, then sucking his lips as we then kissed. I can taste myself from his lips, rubbing his dick through his pants as we continued to attack each other’s lips. Moving back from the kiss “drop your pants” his mischievous smile made me smile “birthday started early?” I rolled my eyed as he unbuckled his jeans “drop your pants sir next time” I swear I will bite his dick “don’t make me refuse entry” he down his pants and I licked my lips, the head of his erection pointed directly towards me. I gripped his member in my hand. Feeling him grow harder and thicker. Getting down on my knees, it is now my turn, I wrapped my hand around his dick, my mouth opened wide and wrapped my lips around his member. I sped up my strokes, tightening my grip. I moved my hand back and stuck my tongue out, licking his entire length “oh fuck, man. I am going to bust” he placed his hand over the top of his head looking up at the ceiling, I pressed kisses around his dick until my lips reached the tip and I placed my mouth over it. I took him in deeper and he groaned, looking up as his eyes are firmly closed. Massaging his balls which made him open his eyes, this man is looking he is going crazy.

I looked him dead in his eyes and took him back in my mouth and continued to stroke and suck him, I felt my own pussy pulsating seeing him at the edge “I am going to cum” he said it but it didn’t change, I am swallowing him whole, feeling him spill into my mouth” Chris groaned out loudly, louder then I have heard him. Moving my head back, I was about to gag but I swallowed before I did. Chris placed his hand over mind as I continued to stroke him, he wants me to stop “you ok?” I said laughing, it’s kind of funny “that was a hard come down” he mumbled, getting up from my position “also” hitting his stomach “stop eating trash” I nearly gagged at that “I did say I was going to cum” he said in his defence “next time, I mean it. You lucky I love you” Chris kissed my lips “we take it to the bedroom now” walking as he said that “yeah, walk like that. With your pants between your ankles, mess” he is a mess “I will still get you” I continued to walk off, he can come and get me and hurry up about it too.

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7

     I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling while Alex and Courtney sat on the ground. They were helping each other with their makeup. They were going to some party at some kids house later. I didn’t really care. I wasn’t going. I wasn’t paying much attention to them I until I heard Alex let out a small yelp of pain. I sat up quickly and faced them, question on my lips but Courtney beat me to it. 

      “Are you okay? I’m sorry I don’t mean to hurt you.”

     Alex shrugged it off. “I’m fine. My lip is just still a little sore from when Ryan punched me in the face.”

      Courtney put on a mocking baby voice. “Do you need me to kiss it better?” Before Alex could reply, Courtney pecked her lightly on the lips. “There you go all better.”

       I clenched my fist and collapsed back on my bed exhaling. I needed to remain calm. I couldn’t let my jealousy get the best of me. After all it’s not Courtney’s fault. She doesn’t know we’re dating. I sighed and went back to tracing the patterns on the ceiling with my eyes.

      Eventually, Courtney and Alex were ready to go to their party. I walked down to my front door with them. Courtney headed out to the car calling a thanks over her shoulder. Alex hung behind on the doorstep.

      She pecked me on the lips. “You know Courtney was just playing right. It didn’t mean anything. I love you Z. Not her. Not anyone else.”

      I hugged her quickly careful not to rumple her dress. “I know X. Just my stupid jealousy. Go have fun at the party.”

      She smiled and pecked me on the lips once more before hopping of the steps going to the car. I waved goodbye before closing the door as Courtney pulled out of the driveway.

      To my credit, I made it to my room before breaking down. I shut the door to my room before sliding down it to the floor. I pulled my knees to my chest and cried into my arms. 

     Why did I get so jealous over a stupid friendly joke? I know Alex loves me, so why do I second guess every single thing? Why am I so paranoid? I know why. Because I’m a disaster who has self confidence issues and can’t understand why Alex chose to be with me of all people. Because I stupidly think she’ll be like Hannah and cheat on me. But who can blame Hannah I’m worthless. After all Hannah used to like to remind me everyday that I was lucky she was willing to date me. That no one  else would. So why would Alex? Why is Alex?

     I hit my head against my arms. This is why Alex shouldn’t date me. She deserves someone so much better. She deserves someone not broken. 

      The sound of my phone buzzing across the room on my bed broke me out of the spiral of negativity. I got up to look at it wiping away my tears with my sleeve. I picked up my phone and tilted it towards me. The screen lit up displaying the notification.

     Reminder: Don’t beat yourself in silence. Talk. 

      It was the automated reminder my therapist had told me to put in my phone every hour. I suppose it works. I unlocked my phone and opened up the messaging app. I scrolled passed Alex and Courtney’s name to find Ryan’s. I stared at the empty message box waiting to be filled. I read the last text he had sent.

     Hope Alex’s lip is okay. I still feel awful for accidentally wacking her. I guess it’ll remind me to check behind me before gesturing wildly about stupid stories.

     I sighed before typing a simple message.

     Can I call you?

     I hesitated my thumb hovering over the send button before I closed my eyes and pressed it. I tossed my phone on my bed and stood up grabbing my water bottle from my desk. I chugged it before setting it down and picking up my phone again. It vibrated in my hand and Ryan’s reply popped up. 

      Of course. What’s up?

      I hit the little call button at the top. It only rang once and Ryan picked up. 

      “Hey Z. What’s up? You okay?”

      I nodded despite being on the phone. “Yeah... no. No I’m not. I’m overthinking again.”

      I could hear the concern lacing his voice and felt guilty. I shouldn’t be bothering him. 

      “Listen Z what can I do to help? Do I need to come over?”

      “No. No don’t come over I don’t want to bother you.”

      “Nonsense. If you want me to come over I will come over no problem I’m serious.”

      I sighed. “I know Ryan. I know. But I just want to talk.”

       “About? What was bugging you this time?”

       “Alex... and then Hannah.”

        I swear I heard him growl, but it may have been the phone. “Ugh that bitch I wish I could punch her. Hannah that is, not Alex. I love Alex. Not in that way I know you are a thing. I meant-“

     I cut him off. “Relax Ryan. I know what you mean. Calm down.”

      He laughed sheepishly. “Right. Now I don’t know who’s helping who?”

     I chuckled. “You’re still helping me Ryan.”

      He laughed again. “Right. So what was it. What did Alex do?”

       I sighed. “The thing is she didn’t do anything. Nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing that isn’t fine. She didn’t do anything wrong. Nothing-“

     He cut me off. “I’m going to stop you there. I get it you don’t want to blame Alex, but don’t diminish your own feelings. What happened?”

      “Courtney kissed her.”

      “What!?”

      “No, not like that. As a friend. It was a stupid joke. And I got jealous like an idiot-“

     “Not like an idiot, but like a person.”

       “Okay well I got jealous but it’s stupid-“

      “It’s not stupid if it’s your feelings.”

      I sighed. “I know you're trying to help Ryan but can you let me finish.”

     “Right. Sorry. Continue.”

     “Anyways. It’s stupid, sorry, annoying, because it’s not like Courtney knows. It’s not like Courtney was trying to be romantic, but I still overreacted.”

      “What did you do?”

       “Well... I don’t actually do anything other than feel jealous.”

       “So your mad at yourself because you felt jealous. You don’t do anything. It’s okay to feel jealous.”

      “I know but I still hate that I’m constantly jealous. Worried that Alex will leave me. And yes I know she wouldn’t. I know she’s not Hannah but it doesn’t stop my from feeling that way and I wish I didn’t.”

       “Hey easy Z. Calm down. Deep breath in... Deep breath out... there you go. Have you talked to Alex about it? About your insecurity I mean.”

      “No. I don’t want her to have to constantly worry that she’s upsetting me by doing normal things. I know I should but if i know it’s stupid it doesn’t really matter.”

      “Yes it does. It matters to you so I’m sure it matters to her, but you won’t know if you don’t talk to her. And if you don’t talk to her than she just has to guess at what is upsetting you.”

       “You’re right Ryan. And I know you are. I just... I just... I... I don’t know.”

       “And that’s okay. But start with talking. Talk to her about how you feel so she can help.”

      “I will. Not now because she’s at a party, but I will. Thanks Ryan.”

      “No problem Z.”

      “Night.”

       “Night.”

      I set my phone down and laid down on my bed. I sighed. I felt better. I knew what I needed to do know. Now I just had to actually do it. Oh well that was a problem for tomorrow. Now, I was going to sleep.