#even if you want to argue their chemistry! they knew each other for a few months... im sorry i needed a little more built up

[capinejghafa]

i feel like i want to like hell bent more than i really do... but im only about a 1/3 of the story and im gonna be real here and say alex has known darlington a grant total a semester... that is simply not a lot of time for her to be this adamant about saving him even if she did feel guilty.

[pinkiebieberpie]

YESSS THE PEOPLE WANT FARMER BUCKY !!!!

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(singledad!farmer!bucky x f!reader)

i'm happy to give the people what they want <33 i'm not much of a writer and it's more of a longer blurb/a few scenerios put in one longer post, but if you want to you can check my fic masterlist // inspired by this moodboard, enjoy!! reblogs and feedback is appreciated <33 (and yes the title is taylor swift coded, if you know you know.) ++ @bstorn wanted to be tagged.

words: 1.5k

warnings: death (mentioned), age gap (reader is in her mid 20s, bucky is in his early 40s), mention of drinking, mention of hair pulling, smut, kissing, oral (f receiving), fingering, outside sex (fuck being quiet, they are sleeping), unprotected sex, cockwarming and creampie (but also not really??? but it is here???)

life is messy. y/n's was actually very messy that's why she decided to move, leave her old life behind and change everything. how did she end up in a small town in the middle of texas? nobody knows, but she was there alone.

the first month was the hardest, she found a new job in a bakery, made a friend - her coworker, jessie but there was not really much to do, calm town, everyone knew each other, basically no privacy. after that first month y/n met bucky, a single father of two, a farmer and big enthusiast of chocolate cookies they were selling at the bakery. was he flirty? maybe. was he friendly? 100%.

it all started innocent.

"hi, i'm bucky, you new in town?"

"how do you like it here?"

"if you need any help feel free to reach out."

and y/n in fact did reach out, cause she needed help when her apartmet flooded. it was out of the blue the next day when bucky came to the bakery, but he was more than happy to help. that day y/n and bucky get to know each other a little bit more. she found out he has two daughters, annie (4 years old) and bea (6 years old), he owns one of the biggest farms in town and it's in his family since... forever, really. she was sure he is married, he was wearing a wedding ring, but that was just a habit - his wife died two years ago in an accident. the conversation was smooth, it was clear that the chemistry was there, but nobody made a move.

"all should be fine now." was what bucky said when he finished fixing y/n's plumbing problem. was she starring at him a bit when he was fixing her sink? yes.

"thank you, really, i had no idea what to do and i don't know that many people here... so i kind of had to ask my friendly neighbourhood customer for help." she chuckled and licked her lip a little bit.

"oh, it's nothing, actually i have a favor to ask, myself... it's okay if you feel like this is too much, but i have to help my friend out of town on the weekend, he has some problems with his animals and i can't leave girls alone, could you babysit? i can pay!"

"what? babysit? i- i never did that, but if your daughters are even half as kind as you, i bet they are angels, so yeah, i can do that, i'm not working over the weekend, you don't have to worry. and you don't have to pay me, it's favor for a favor."

was it a bit weird and a bit fast? for some people maybe, but both of them really felt like they could've trust each other. and that's how y/n became a babysitter for annie and bea. the girls were little angels, that was true. it became a thing that y/n was coming over to play with them and watch them, when bucky was working or when he was busy with whatever he needed to do. girls adored her. she baked cookies with them, they played outside together, she loved reading books with annie and bea and they loved to listen to them.

one night bucky came home really late, the girls were sleeping and y/n fell asleep on the couch too. closing the door woke her up and looked at bucky all sleepy.

"huh? you are home? i better pack my thin-"

"are you crazy? it's 3am, you are staying here, i will drive you home in the morning." he said it with a tone that left no place for arguing. she was a bit turned on by his voice, but no way she would ever tell bucky that. they were friends. only friends, with a weird chemistry, but still friends... but are you really friends when it's 3am and you are sitting on a couch with a man so much older, talking about life, drinking and being really and i mean really comfortable with each other?

that night went peaceful and quietly, in the morning bucky made breakfast for all three of the girls and when his kids were ready all four of them left his farm. first bucky and y/n dropped annie and bea at their preschool and then they made their way to y/n's house.

"you know, they adore you." bucky said while he way driving. y/n felt her cheeks getting a bit more pinkish. and she had no idea why, it was a compliment from his daughters, kind of, not from him. but at this point she knew she was falling for this man and there was nothing she could do about it.

✧✧✧

a few months passed and everything was going great for both bucky and y/n. they were meeting almost every weekend and more than one time during the work week. one day bucky invided her to a picnic at his farm, but... it was only two of them. the girls visited their grandma, and the truth was bucky wanted to spend some time alone with his... friend? his who? that was maybe a little bit more complicated than he wanted it to be. farmer was thinking about her all the time and he was ready to make things official. he wasn't in a relationship since his wife passed and that was over two years ago! he deserved to be happy.

when bucky asked y/n to be his girlfriend she was speachless, cause of course she wanted it, she wanted it bad. she wanted him bad, to be honest. soon she found out bucky wasn't always that sweet and caring man everyone thought he was. he was a very typical girl dad, he was making breakfast for his kids every morning, doing their hair, but he was also that type of man to pull your hair very hard when you were alone. and y/n loved it. every second of it.

their relationship was perfect, y/n loved waking up next to him almost every morning, she moved in really quickly. it wasn't even strange for the girl, they accepted it, after all annie and bea loved having y/n around.

one night y/n and bucky put the girls to bed earlier, because they planned a dinner. bucky cooked and prepared everything and all y/n had to do was to just look pretty when everything was ready.

"god, angel, you look stunning." was what bucky said when he saw y/n in her short, black dress. they ate their dinner, had some red wine and since it was warm summer they left home to sit outside. the moon looked marvelous and y/n looked even more beautiful in it's light.

it didn't took much for bucky to start kissing her. first her lips, then her neck, her exposed cleavage. y/n started breathing faster and then he dropped on his knees and rolled her dress up. first he was kissing y/n's thighs, then his lips were on her already wet panties. her noises were getting louder, then bucky took off her underwear. his lips were soft at first, teasing her, but when she buckled up her hips to him that was a sign he had no idea he was waiting for. bucky's tounge was making her more and more wet and she was only getting louder. her hands ended up in his long hair, pulling them hard when he added fingers to his ministrations.

"c'mon sweetie, you are making really cute noises, but you can be louder than that... girls are sleeping inside you can be as loud as you can." he hummed, his lips still so close to your aching pussy. it was hard being quiet with this man, he was making y/n feel like she was floating with his fingers and tounge alone. after her first orgasm they moved to their bedroom. they ended up naked a second after the door closed behind them. lips and hands were everywhere. their bodies so close, lots of moans and gasps. it was a perfect mix between soft love making and rough fucking and it made y/n lost her mind. at some point bucky covered her mouth.

"shh... we are not outside anymore, girls are sleeping next door, you have to be quiet now, doll." he whispered into her ear as he bit it. he was moving inside her with a steady rythm. her hands were on his back, nails in his skin leaving marks, it wasn't long before y/n finished again. when bucky wanted to move she wrapped her legs around him.

"no, please, i want to feel you..." she purred in the croock of his neck. he hapilly obliged. and that's how they both fell asleep. bodies tangled together, their breaths steady and calm and the whole life ahead of them. maybe with more than just two kids in the future...

[augustinewrites]

alhaitham almost walks right past you in the hall, too engrossed in whatever he’s reading. it takes you gently grasping his wrist for him to look up, expression brightening briefly before diving right back into his papers. 

“is everything okay?” you ask when you notice the knot that’s formed between his brows. “i’ve hardly seen you all day.”

“i’m fine,” he tells you, which lets you know that he’s certainly stressed about something. he sighs, returning the correspondence to the envelope tucked underneath his arm. “i just don’t understand why dehya won’t accept the akademiya’s job offer.”

in his capacity as the acting grand sage, he’s been trying to get her in the akademiya’s employ for weeks, but the mercenary’s been as tough to wear down as the wall of samiel itself. “ah. still having trouble recruiting her?”

“i’ve already offered a generous salary, benefits, a signing bonus, even a housing stipend. she’d practically be working side by side with the general mahamatra.”

“well, working with the matra means she’d have to spend a great deal of time in sumeru city,” you point out. “that’s probably something she doesn’t prefer.”

“why not?” he asks (because while your man is smart beyond belief, he can be a little dense sometimes). “we have everything here.”

“that’s true, but we’re also quite far from aaru village,” you say slowly, hoping he picks up on what you’re implying. 

“i appreciate the geography lesson, but that doesn’t help me figure out how to hire–”

“i was trying to be obscure,” you press, drawing a breath. “because being in sumeru full-time means that she’ll have to spend time away from candace.” 

he stares at you blankly, waiting for you to elaborate.

“haitham–” you say, pressing your hands together and glancing around quickly to confirm no one is within earshot. “dehya and candace are knocking boots.” 

he seems taken aback by what you’ve just whispered, pausing in his stride to process it. “wait, what?”

“it’s an old expression from mondstadt that means–”

“i’m familiar with the expression. i’m just asking why you’re so positive that they are having… relations.”

“because i just know. they have crazy chemistry. nilou sees it too.”

“do either of you have evidence?”

you hesitate. “no…”

“then you’re not positive. you’re only speculating.” 

“i’m not speculating,” you insist with a pout, crossing your arms over your chest. “i just know–”

“oh, like you just knew that kaveh was only going to stay with me for less than a month?”

“that’s different,” you argue. so what if kaveh’s been staying at alhaitham’s for more than six months? that was due to various, independent factors that had nothing to do with you. “but the way they are around each other–”

“gossip is an unreliable source of information,” he says flatly. alhaitham, as a rule, did not deign to entertain gossip. it was a premise built upon the unsteady grounds of conjecture, and he could not care less to waste his time surmising about other people’s personal lives. 

“but–”

“therefore, your advice is redundant.”

you take the files from under his arm, reaching up and smacking him on the back of the head with them. “my advice is always relevant. you can trust me on this.” 

alhaitham adjusts his headphones with a sigh, a pained but contemplative look on his face. He knows you’re right, and he knows that he’s hit a wall with this proposal. “fine. i will utilize your…advice, to adjust my proposal.” 

“that’s what i like to hear.”

the two of you continue walking in silence, yours smug and his pensive. then, after a moment, 

“you realize you just hit the acting grand sage, right?”

“oh please, you don’t scare me.” you meet his amused stare with open defiance, getting up on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his jaw, then his cheek, and finally his lips. “and when dehya accepts this job proposal, i can think of a few ways you can repay me.” 

_____

“you want to offer me what?”

“you heard me,” alhaitham shrugs, leaning back in his plush desk chair. “the akademiya is willing to offer you compensation of up to ten thousand gold for any and all travel between sumeru city and aaru village.”

alhaitham may be in charge of the entire nation at the moment, but he doesn’t quite feel like it when dehya is in the room. she leans forward, resting her elbows atop the highly important documents on his desk as she stares at him. “why would you do that?” 

“so you can stay in contact with your loved ones.” 

the mercenary scoffs at that. “alhaitham, come on. i know you’ve done your research. i don’t have any family in aaru village.”

moment of truth.

“i was actually referring to…significant others.”

dehya’s brows raise in surprise.

_____

when he returns that night, the first thing alhaitham does when he joins you in bed is take the patient files from your hands and place them on the nightstand.

you frown, reaching for them. “i wasn’t done with those.”

he doesn’t argue with you, instead climbing on top of you and caging you against the bed, a knee pushed between your legs. he merely chuckles when you push at his chest, cause you’re not really trying.

he simply chases after you, and any fight you had to get back to your work dissipates when he presses his lips to yours.

“oh…” you sigh, quickly looping your arms around him to drag him closer, patting your lips to let him deepen the kiss. you gasp when he moves down to press kisses to your shoulder, slowly trailing more up your neck, your jaw, the shell of your ear.  

“dehya must have accepted the offer then,” you breathe, your eyes beginning to flutter shut.

“part time only,” he murmurs. “but she signed on.”

you hook your leg around his waist, grinning “oh, so i was…what’s the word?” 

he nips at your ear in reprimand, only making you laugh as he mutters, you were right, under his breath. 

“oh, don’t pout, baby,” you tease, hands roaming the well sculpted planes of his chest. “let’s just—"

“if you say ‘knock boots,’ i’m going to leave you here and sleep on the couch.”

[apomaro-mellow]

Hot for Teacher(s) 10

Part 9

Shawn tried not to think too hard about his dad and his teacher dating. He knew his family was a little different than the others. Most people had two parents. But he’d never ask for his sire to show up. Never in a million years. He still remembered how bad it got. 

It made him a little wary of Mr. Munson. He didn’t think he’d ever hit his father. But sometimes pain wasn’t physical. Even when Billy hadn’t put his hands on Steve, the yelling had been horrible too. But Steve had been in love. And there had been a time when Billy cared for him. He’d told Shawn so.

Shawn couldn’t believe it. People in love didn’t do that kind of thing. People in love did things like go out on dates, gave each other gifts and scented each other nicely.

Like how Shawn could smell Mr. Munson on his dad. He probably wouldn’t have been able to tell who it was if not by his powers of deduction. They’d been sitting on his bed, his dad reading him a bedtime story. He didn’t bring up the scent, or how it made him feel nice. He just hoped Mr. Munson would stay around a while.

“Are you and Mr. Munson in love?”

Steve fumbled with the basketball in his hands and Shawn used the opportunity to steal it from him and go for a shot. He missed, but getting a steal from his dad was still nice.

“He and I are…dating, as you know”, Steve said, grabbing the ball as it bounced his way. “I think it’s a little too soon to be using words like ‘love’.”

“He’s over here a lot”, Shawn said.

Steve didn’t know how much he should read into that. Was Shawn saying he didn’t like Eddie being around so much? Did he feel like someone else was taking time away from Steve? It was hard to tell with his son sometimes what he was thinking.

“How come you always make me go out when he’s over?”

“I don’t always-”

“I know you’re going on a date every time I have a sleepover. And I’ve been having a lot of sleepovers lately.” Shawn’s expression was a little too mature for a child his age.

“First, don’t interrupt, it’s rude. Second, I thought you liked having sleepovers.”

“I do. I just don’t know why you don’t want me around Mr. Munson. I see him all day at school.”

Steve kept his body language nonchalant while dribbling the ball. “Well that’s just it. I figured you’d be sick of him. He’s at school AND at home?” He shot and the ball went right in. 

“If I score more than you, can we get ice cream?”

“Shawn, it’s January.”

“I want chocolate with gummy bears.”

Steve was still thinking of it a few days later when he had sent Shawn on yet another sleepover while he, Eddie, and Robin got drunk and gave powerpoint presentations on a subject of their choice. Robin was about ten slides deep into one about why TV shows sucked on writing lesbians on purpose but somehow made the most compelling character chemistry on accident.

At first, he’d been sitting close to Eddie, legs in his lap, playing with his hair but Steve had learned that Eddie never sat still for long. Every few slides, he’d jump up with an interjection and Steve knew if he didn’t want to flop off the couch, he’d better not get too tangled.

Robin was very open to discussion. Heated discussion but still. Steve finally cleared his throat when they started getting closer, hands moving wildly as they argued about the sexuality of Sandy the Squirrel.

“Hey, it’s Powerpoint Night, not debate night”, Steve said.

Robin gasped. “Steve! Can we have debate night. We finally have a third party to mediate.”

“What do you guys need a mediator for?”, Eddie asked.

“She has very strong opinions on salted caramel”, Steve said. “Your turn Eddie.”

Eddie got up, his presentation popping up as he cleared his throat. “Pluto’s Planet Status: Logic vs Sentimentality….”

Robin stayed the night, taking up the guest bed while Eddie went up to Steve’s room. He’d been inside before, but it always felt momentous. A space that not many had seen before and Steve was allowing him. They collapsed next to each other, limbs tangling through the night.

The next day, they got up, making a breakfast of sausage, eggs, and other greasy things to stave off any hangover symptoms. And before Eddie left, Steve asked a favor of him.

“Do you…mind scenting some of the pillows? Not for me, but for Shawn? I want to gauge his reaction to the idea of you becoming more…permanent.”

Eddie’s eyes got wide. “Do you want me to be more permanent?”

Steve bit his lip and nodded, moving in close to scent Eddie at his neck. “You’ve always smelled like safety to me. And now…you’re starting to smell like home.”

Eddie wrapped his arms around him, confirming that he felt the same. He wanted more of Steve’s scent around his own home. Eddie completed the favor, scenting the soft throw pillows on the couch. 

When Shawn got home, he had Steve spent most of the day inside, doing various things but when the sun set, they had a movie night. Steve tried not to look too giddy when Shawn grabbed one of the pillows and held it to his chest, nose pressed to it. His body language may have been neutral, but the happiness must’ve shown in his scent because Shawn started to cuddle up to him. His omega hindbrain was filled with thoughts he hadn’t allowed for a long time.

Good alpha. Safe. Perfect alpha. Perfect for pup. Need to scent pup. Need him scented by both. 

That was all Steve needed to move things up to the next step. He enacted it when picking Shawn up from school one day. He was mindful not to take up too much of Eddie’s time during dismissal, but Eddie always assured Steve that he’d rather talk to him than the other parents.

“What if you’ve got something important to tell them?”

“That’s what emails are for. And really, how many times can I say ‘your kid cried because someone looked at them’ or ‘ they’re chattier than a telemarketer’?”

Steve figured some things about being a teacher didn’t change all that much between the age groups. He built up his nerves to ask the question. He had already asked Shawn if it was okay and his pup was more than happy about it.

“You know, Shawn’s birthday is coming up soon. We usually go out and do whatever he wants. And we were wondering if you wanted to tag along?”

Eddie looked between them both, mouth agape and looking like he wanted to jump for joy, hug them both, and blast off like a rocket all at once. It really made Steve want to kiss him in front of all these people, parents, teachers and all.

“Hell yeah-I mean, y-yeah”, Eddie stuttered when he remembered where he was.

Shawn looked elated too and things couldn’t be more right.

And of course, that was when things started going wrong.

Part 11

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[multiplicationdivision]

Transfiguration

Vic laughed as Chuck cheered at the tv screen.

He had been boisterous since Vic had put him there, excited to spend some free time with his buddy and a few games of prerecorded basketball. Typically, Chuck would be watching these alone at night, coming home at odd hours from work.

It felt good every time Vic could make some time for him. His excitement was always infectious, pushing Vic to be just as invested in the games. Of course, Vic would cheer for the other team to keep it interesting.

The past two games had them cussing each other out numerous times, all in good spirits of course. Vic would mirror his best friend in energy as they both took goals far too personally, shouting at each other to “get fucked” or “suck it nerd!”.

It was a lot of fun every time. Didn’t hurt that these hang outs were directly correlated with the lack of Richard in the apartment. He was an awkward guy and knew it. Got along fine with Chuck but when it was just him and Vic in the apartment, time just dragged. That was unfortunate considering Chuck was the only of the three with an in-person job.

Vic didn’t hate the guy, he was nice in his own right. Never a single problem in their living together, but both men knew they held zero chemistry. Richard was the type of guy to spend his time reading, while Vic just needed a little more fun as a companion. Someone who would go with him to go rock climbing with or to get some wrestling in.

Vic could appreciate Rich though on days like this. Rich was the only reason he got Chuck on weekdays, when the guy was typically so busy. He’d wracked up a big debt to the guy just for the opportunity of getting to kiss his buddy when the big man should be rewiring a house or something.

Vic was just shifting to make a move on the guy when he heard the door lock click. That was a shame. A post-game makeout sesh was his favorite part. When they were both still far too energized to sit with it.

This fun was over though. Chuck groaned beside him, realizing that too.

A familiar face opened the door. That same fluffy brown hair and scratchy stubble that Vic was just fantasizing about, now on a tired face. He still looked fine as hell, but working in cramped spaces with heavy equipment all day always drained the man.

It didn’t help that his eyes immediately locked onto Vic and the other Chuck, face immediately grimaced into annoyance.

“Seriously man” he said, gesturing to his clone. “Stop doing this”

His clone snorted, rolling his eyes. “Shut up man, you're bringing down the vibe”

“Don’t tell me to shut up, you don’t get a say” Chuck snapped, “You’re not even supposed to exist”

That riled up the Chuck on the couch. “Well Vic thinks I’m pretty great! Spent the whole day with him when he needed me”

There was some humor in that, Vic could sort of see. The word need was maybe excessive. Did he need to do this, no. Did he want to do this, yes. Either way, he didn’t feel that bad about it.

“Richard was fine with it, so I don’t see the problem” Vic spoke up.

“You never see the problem and Rich is always fucking fine with it” the uniformed Chuck argued. “You two always end up doing this shit when you’re alone”

That was true. Vic and Rich just couldn’t stand the weirdness between each other. Vic got quickly annoyed at every conversation with the man that was stunted and weird. They’d awkwardly inhabit the same living space and be stuck in that unbearable situation of each other’s presence. Vic was pretty sure it was just some unrelenting sexual tension between the two, but Rich was about his straightness despite the way he evidently got hard watching Vic lift in the living room.

Honestly the fact that they could probably fuck and fix the whole rotten vibe was all the more frustrating to Vic. Rich was just too unfixably emotionally distant.

Fortunately, Vic wasn’t just an excellent at home worker.

Magic ran deep in his family and transfiguration was a specialization of his. Turning one thing to another was easy as pie, with just the snap of a finger.

Vic typically didn’t abuse it, although according to Chuck, he’d been abusing it more and more. Vic personally didn’t think he was at fault for it though. He didn’t even ask Rich this time if he could do it.

Chuck had left in his tight little electrician uniform, leaving nothing to the imagination. Vic had sulked as he was left to his devices, finishing his work super early as usual.

He’d just been about to head off to the gym when there was that oh so familiar knock on his bedroom door. The only time Rich ever really came to his door, equally bored. Coming to lean on the same vice they both used time and time again when they were both lonely and done with work. Rich had even already raided Chuck’s closet for an outfit, ready for what Vic would do.

He’d snapped and Rich’s body expanded and sculpted into the same Chuck that had left just an hour or two before. The distant gaze of Rich smoothed over as that jovial confidence took over, replacing the man in body and soul. The only thing remaining from Rich being that excitement in his eyes at the prospect of free time. Actual enjoyable free time, rather than the lonely free time all three of them would typically spend apart.

It was always wild facing the Chuck that would get angry about his creation of duplicates, considering that every fresh Chuck seemed so happy to be created. They’d come into existence with a roll of their eyes and a quick kiss before they pulled him off on whatever activity Chuck had been waiting for time to do.

The work Chuck would always argue with his double when they met, demanding that Vic turn the other him back into Rich.

Like now.

“You had your fun Vic, just bring Rich back” the uniformed Chuck said. “I just don’t want to deal with this”

“I don’t fucking want to be Rich” his twin argued back. “It’s not like you’re even the original Chuck anyways”

“Fuck off thats not true”

It was probably true. Vic had definitely forgotten which was which after a couple instances of this arguing. Sometimes the uniformed Chuck would shower and change, then go back to bickering with his clone. He’d always dress practically the same as his clone and then it was nearly impossible to differentiate the two. He’d just wait for the two to inevitably pass out and pick at random.

Vic didn’t really understand the drama of it all. There was still always one Chuck in the end. That was far better than what his family did most of the time. Hell his oldest brother had permanently replaced his father with a copy of himself. It wasn’t even a big deal, that shit was common. Now he just had two big brothers and one less shitty father.

Thinking about it, he should probably visit those guys soon. He missed them and they would find this shit funny.

Vic felt the need to butt in again.

“You know, Chuck, you’re not really convincing me that you’re MY Chuck” he said, putting his arm around the Chuck that had spent the day with him. That Chuck preened at the contact. “I quite like this guy”

The uniformed Chuck’s eyes widened in frustration. “I know you fucking like him, because he’s me. Why can’t you just wait for me to come home and hang out?”

“You always come home at like 1 am, I need more than that” Vic argued, using the edge of the basic commitment of a relationship.

Both Chucks cringed at that. For all that Vic probably abused his power, it really could be prevented by them making some time for him. They were more than just friends with benefits.

Chuck seemed to relent a bit. “I know…. It’s just I rather we figure that out than you give me an existential crisis every week. Its fucking distracting”

Distracting was the key word. Vic knew his buddy deep down. Not distressing or terrifying, but distressing. Vic wasn’t a sociopath, even if his views of transfiguration had different ethics than what a normal person would think. He’d seen his family drive people mad with change their minds and bodies before, unable to cope with their identities being putty.

Vic knew his friend wasn’t like that, no matter this weird charade he always put on. Chuck was like Rich in that way, always wanting something without being able to be honest with himself.

Chuck had a knack for that adrenaline, finding way too much pleasure in impermanence. It was the reason they always had such killer sex when there were two of him, Chuck riding high on the feeling of being so deep under Vic’s sway. Knowing that at any moment, Chuck could be shifted into a completely different person.

Chuck was at conflict with himself though and a degree of self preservation always stuck around to make him pissy whenever he discovered another him. It would be frustrating to Vic if he didn’t himself get a good time at watching the two Chucks get hard as they argued.

“I think I should stick around at least for the night” the clone Chuck argued. He definitely was planning to try and switch places with the “original” Chuck.

“Yeah like that’s gonna work”, the “original” argued back, knowing the strategy because he’d used it himself. “I’m gonna take a fucking shower, I don’t want to feel gross and continue this bullshit”

“Yeah well I wanted to take one too”

“It doesn’t matter if you want one, that would be wasting water. It’s not like you’re going to be around for much longer”

They both sprinted to the shower. Vic had seen it before, they’d inevitably go in together. Chuck was competitive like that and both would competitively get each other off. Vic couldn’t understand how Chuck convinced himself that he didn’t enjoy this.

Vic called his bros as the two audibly fought in the shower. They didn’t pick up, the call going to voice message at the sound of both of his older brothers’ pre-recorded message about calling again. He wondered how his brother stayed so invested in keeping another him around. Vic had done it a couple times as a freshman in college, but it had been only interesting for a bit.

He couldn’t keep it exciting like Chuck seemed to be able to. He could hear them audibly fucking in there, arguing with each other about being quiet. He was glad they were bad at that part, rubbing his own dick as he listened to them.

It was times like this that he fantasized about just keeping the two of them. Rich was great but he could always just turn another guy into Rich. Rich probably wouldn’t care, considering the man loved Chuck. There were a couple dicks at the gym that Vic could imagine would make a good Rich. Maybe even Rich(s) plural. Maybe Rich spending time alone with himself would fix his stupid masculinity crisis.

He was almost at completion at that idea when the two Chucks came stumbling out of the shower, fighting over the single towel. He glanced over at their wet brown hair, the two actually towelling each other off even as they still played at not enjoying it.

He focused again on the tv as they got dressed.

As he expected, moments later they were out again. Both were dressed in nearly identical clothes, both wearing comfortable tank tops and joggers. He turned his brain back into their bickering.

“You’re not even the original”

“I’m pretty sure I’m the original”

“I was the one who went to fucking work today, you’re Rich”

“Do you have any proof? Vic just turn him back”

“Eh pass” Vic said, pretending not to care. “Might just turn you both to Rich if y’all don’t feel like actually giving me proof”

The Chucks balked at that. Unconsciously as they both turned on him and not each other, one of the Chuck’s wrapped his arm around the other in solidarity.

“I have work tomorrow, you can’t do that”

“Yeah you can’t do that to us!”

“Again buds, not seeing any proof that you deserve to stick around” Vic said with a mocking threat. It wasn’t a real threat that he’d turn them into Rich. He’d quite decided on keeping the two around. At least until they all got bored of it at least. “need some convincing”

The two Chucks glanced at each other before fighting as they both fell on the couch. This was when the actual fun began. Vic gestured at his cock and the two pushed at each other, taking “turns” sucking him off. Vic sat there taking it in before pushing them off when he wanted a turn, reaching under both of their pants to grip their cocks. Having the two completely at his mercy as they collapse under his rough touch.

It went on like that for what was probably an hour. Vic would push them at each other and in their lust they would fuck as he watched. He made one of them watch as he held the other down, threatening to transfigure him if he couldn’t take it. The whole time the other Chuck taunting his double as he demanded Vic to change him mid fucking.

This was their routine, this weird edge of an identity crisis and an orgasm. Brought back Vic’s memories of the past months, repeating variations of this same scenario over and over in the bedroom. Making Vic fall deeper and deeper in love with this crazy man who revelled in Vic’s twisted little power.

Vic felt so good as they were slumped there, relaxed in the aftermath of it all. The two Chucks on top of each other, having fallen asleep in near perfect synchrony. They’d wake up tomorrow to see he hadn’t changed one of them back into Rich. There would be a whole lot of fun from that. He was so spent but even his dick couldn’t help weakly hardening at the idea of the two of the Chucks doing their morning runs together.

He was definitely gonna have to go to the gym to get another Rich. He couldn’t imagine ruining this shit when it was proving to be such a good idea.

Part 2:

[gyumibear]

🧪 accidentally in love! — 13: now you’re a supervillain

synopsis — after a failed chemistry prank, one after class "detention" starts a romance between beloved student body president yang jungwon and l/n y/n, campus celebrity & serial prankster. but with graduation a few months away, will their love stay strong or leave them as jaded strangers?

warnings — swearing, mentions of blackmail, friend group drama! (insults, arguing)

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notes — written part below! (0.8k) + sns!

“Thanks for coming.” Sitting down, staring up at you was the beautiful Shen Quanrui, fellow campus celebrity and your newly-turned supervillain ex. A man that you normally would be avoiding like the plague at this time, like you were avoiding everyone else. The only reason why you hadn't ignored him was because...

“You used our code word.” You shrugged, a tone of nonchalance in your voice, “Regardless of what's going on between us, if someone uses it the other comes. Non-negotiable. Now, what’s so important that you used it? I still don’t want to talk to you, you know.”

“I know you don’t.”

“So then what? Spit it out, Quanrui.”

A beat of silence. Just the two of you looking at each other. One’s face of irritation, the other a face of remorse. Did he really intend to waste your time tonight? Especially when you were so busy ignoring everyone on campus and hiding away in your cousin's house? When it seemed like you were about to get up, Ricky spoke again. Flare for dramatics, you concluded.

“I’m sorry.”

“Is that all?” Now you were about to leave. “You used the code word for that?”

“No, babe, sit down.”

“Stop calling me babe!”

“Then sit down!”

Now passersby were looking at the two of you like you were both committing public indecency, and in a way, you sort of were. Who the hell argues in public? And over such rudimentary shit like nicknames and misuses of special code words. You guessed you and Ricky had always been this way though. Only able to spend a few sweet moments with each other before lunging for each other's throat like a pack of wild hyenas. In your defense, it was always the faux redhead's fault. 

“Look, YN,” Ricky spoke again, lowering his voice back to the normal decibel. “Not only do I want to apologize, but I want to fix… Us?”

“There is no ‘us’, Quanrui. Not anymore.”

“Not in that way!" Ricky had the nerve to look appalled. "I’ve moved on.”

“Congratulations.” You deadpanned.

“What would Yang Jungwon say if he knew this was what you’re actually like?”

“What did you say? How do you even know–”

“Y/N,” Ricky interrupted you, making your eye twitch, “I don’t want us to be at odds. You mean a lot to me, and you have for years. I know we don’t get along the best, but you’re a good person. I’m a mildly good person. And I miss hanging out with you. You’re one of the best friends I’ve ever had, toxic exes aside. I don’t want to keep fighting with you. I want to be real friends.” Okay word vomit...

“You should’ve thought of that before you posted my personal business on your stupid ass tea page.”

“It’s my job!” Ricky threw his hands up, "And my page isn't stupid."

“That’s not an excuse, Quanrui! And you know that shit! There have been so many times you’ve ignored a situation just like mine and not posted about it. So, why the hell would you do that to me? Especially considering our relationship.”

Another beat of silence. The silence was so deafening that it was loud. It made you want to throttle Ricky even more, considering he was wasting your time.

“I was paid to post it.” He spoke after a beat, looking anywhere but at you.

“What?”

“An anonymous account sent me an outrageous amount of money to post it.”

“So you sold me out for money. How exactly is this supposed to make me forgive you, I’m a bit lost?”

“It’s not supposed to,” He rolled his eyes, “But I want you to know the truth about why I did it. You have the right to know that there’s clearly someone out for you or Yechan.”

“Does he know?”

“He does. We talked yesterday.”

“What did he say?”

“That’s kind of a conversation for you two to have…”

“Wow. Shen Quanrui not spilling private information? That's a first.” You couldn’t help letting a snide comment pass, entirely exhausted from this situation and feeling petty.

“Can you just be cordial for five seconds?”

“Well excuse me for being upset with being stabbed in the back.”

“I had to!” Again, the two of you were raising your voices, alerting passersby.

“No you fucking didn’t!”

“Okay, this isn’t getting us anywhere.”

Ricky stood up, dusting off his designer pants. How was he the one irritated with you? He was the problem! 

“Just think about what I said. Someone’s clearly keeping tabs on you for whatever reason and even though you’re being pissy, I don’t want to see you hurt. Just, look out for yourself, okay? And if you need me to look into something, I will. I don’t want to be your enemy Y/N.”

“Okay. Okay.” You put your hands over your face, completely over him.

“Good.” He walked past you, bumping your shoulder lightly, “Goodnight babe.”

You stuck up a perfectly pointy middle finger at his retreating figure. He chuckled, knowing that you'd do that. He kept walking until he was just a dot on your horizon.

“That was such a fucking waste of our code word.” You walked in the opposite direction, heading back towards the direction of Soobin's home. You needed to make a few texts.

more notes — we’ve made it to the obligatory gyumibear friend group drama arc!! who are you siding with? also, ricky dropped some bombs!! who do you think is blackmailing him? 👀 so much drama…

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[michelle-is-writing]

Married Life, Ben Hardy

Word Count: 1.1k~

Bumping into an old friend was a rare occurrence in my life. Being in a different area and ultimately not being very popular made it hard for someone to pop up out of the blue and recognize me. Social media was the same way, oddly enough, but I didn't mind. I had my family, close friends, and most of all, my husband; the people whom I adored most were all I needed.

Still, seeing an old classmate did happen from time to time, and usually, it would become awkward. Sometimes, we greet each other before we uncomfortably bid each other goodbye. Other times, they would act as if they knew me close enough to consider me a 'bestie' when I was always just a wallflower. Tonight was no different.

Jim, an old Chemistry student, happened to see me at the bar of the restaurant Ben and I were having a date at. While waiting for my drinks, I watched him walk up to me and act as if it had only been a day since he last saw me rather than quite a few years. Unfortunately, I never liked Jim and his personality all that much back in high school, which then lead me to transfer seats across the room because of his never ending passes. By the looks of it and the comments he was making, nothing with him had changed.

For maybe a solid minute, he tried to flirt with me, despite me never reciprocating. It was only when Ben came up behind me and wrapped an arm around my waist that Jim stopped talking, only to smile and say, "Oh! I heard that you had gotten married!" The prick.

In the corner of my eye, I watched Ben smile and nod before smoothing his hands across my shirt, obviously giving off the message of both protectiveness and slight jealousy. Like almost everything else, Jim ignored the fact that Ben most likely knew what he was doing moments ago, and instead of leaving to spare himself the embarrassment, he spoke up once more. "How's married life treating you?"

"It's great!" I answered him, smiling at the reminder of Ben being mine and me being his. Just like before, Jim still didn't get the signs and only left after Ben spoke up after me.

"So is the sex life!"

"No, Ben, you just don't understand!" I tell him as soon as we walk through the door of our house, Ben heading straight for the couch. "You can't just say shit like that and expect me not to get embarrassed!" I continue while Ben remains sitting on the loveseat, fighting the shit-eating smile on his face.

"You don't just... bring up what you and I do in the bedroom to some guy I haven't seen since the tenth grade!" I tell him, watching as one of his hands comes up to cover his ever growing smile. A few seconds pass before he drops his pale hand and stares at me with bright green eyes and a now softer smile as if he were lovingly gazing at me with the purest intent.

"What?" I ask him, perplexed at his unwillingness to argue back or defend himself. I would think that Ben would be still standing and arguing every point I've made to him. Instead, he's just calmly sitting on the couch as if he were waiting for me to finish. It almost makes me want to fight even more, but what's the point if he's not even saying two words back to me?

"Nothing," Ben answers, shaking his head with the same smile. He's still staring at me with his dopey eyes and calm expression. "It's just..." He then sighs. "You look so hot when you're mad."

His comment makes me pause and close my eyes as a crimson blush takes over my cheeks. Of course he would say something like this - of course. It still doesn't mean that I'm not affected by his words; in fact, it's just the opposite. His words do this to me every time without fail. It's why I got so embarrassed at the restaurant.

"Ben, it is not the time," I tell him, opening my eyes to see him now rising from the chair. "You aren't even responding to anything I'm saying, so don't try to-"

"It's because I don't want to argue with you," Ben tells me, shrugging as if his answer was an obvious one. "I'm sorry my words embarrassed you, darling, truly, but to walk over and see that guy talking to my wife and staring at her with no intent on leaving her alone," With every word pronounced by his deep voice, he steps closer until stopping in front of me, his body towering over me with his looming height and figure. "It just made me want to do this."

With his final words, Ben pulls me into his arms and yanks me up into the air, my legs quickly wrapping around his waist as my arms circle his shoulders to hold on. My surprised gasp is cut short as Ben takes the chance to press his lips to mine, our eyes simultaneously closing as we kiss each other with an unrelenting passion. My anger mixed with his eagerness combines into intense kissing with our holds on each other tightening and hands grasping anything they feel with every second passing.

"Don't you want this too?" Ben asks, taking his lips away from mine. Almost immediately, he moves them to my neck as he begins placing kisses to any inch of skin he comes across. A stinging sensation begins to follow each one, making me nearly moan each time much to Ben's delight. My neck and chest will probably be purple and blue tomorrow, but I know neither of us is even remotely sorry.

"No," I pant out, feeling as Ben slightly backs off to look at me with an almost confused gaze. Meeting his green eyes with my (e/c) ones, I stare at his face and take in everything, knowing it all has to be mirrored on mine as well. His cheeks are flushed as they puff out with every breath he takes, and his blond hair is an absolute wreck from my hands mindlessly reaching up to comb through it. Not to mention his cherry lips are swollen and puffy now, the sight making me smile and lean in close to them before fully answering my husband. “I need it."

[letsgetrowdy43]

Meet the cast—

Au Masterlist!!

Evangeline “Angie” Chandler

Played on the U17 and U18 USNTDP team in 2017-19

Her first kiss was Quinn when she was 16 in a game of seven minutes in heaven the summer of his draft, they never told anyone, and they never speak on it.

There was a rumour in the program that Jack and her were secretly hooking up in their senior year, and the boys who weren’t that close to her would chirp her for it. Up until Jim put and end to it and lost his cool at a few boys while watching one of their practices.

She to this day still leads the program in all time assists, passing jack early in their second season on the team and ending with an even 190.

She was prom queen and Alex was her prom king at their senior prom (Trevor was very jealous of the crowns)

Trevor Zegras referred to her as the glue of the team in her draft interview, and it gained her the very short lived nickname “sticky” that she loathed.

She had the biggest crush on Matthew Tkachuk when she was 16 after staying with the Hughes and the Tkachuks for Fourth of July. It didn’t last too long because Luke told him the moment he noticed how blush she was, and he killed the vibe.

She attended the University of Minnesota for two years and a half, where she was an alternate captain both years, and that’s where she figured out her love for the leadership aspect of the game.

Lindy met her, and immediately knew she was gonna be the “glue” of this team and was exactly what they needed if they wanted to fix their chemistry and make it to the playoffs.

Jesper gets in his first fight in her first game against the Rags when someone absolutely slams her into the board post whistle, he’s the only guy close enough and the sound of her hiss of pain was enough for him to see red.

Nico Hischier

The embodiment of “looks like he could kill you, is a cinnamon roll”

When Lindy brought up the idea of a girl being on the team Nico was the first guy to give the okay and push for her to join them. He even set up a meeting with the league officials to argue her case.

Met her one time before her joining the team when she came up for an impromptu visit during Jack's rookie year. Jack was not very happy with the excessive flirting between them and at many times in her trip, nearly locked her in his and Ty’s apartment to keep them from seeing each other.

Referred to her as Ethereal once, and then got the shit chirped out of her

The summer following their 2023 playoff run he asked her out for the first time, and she gave him a hard no, and poor baby was so crushed

He had a really hard time understanding why she was so stubborn with her love life until the newest boy in the locker room, Luke, was like “Maybe it’s cause she’ll never be taken seriously if anyone finds out she’s sleeping with her captain?” And then it all kinda made sense after that

He never asked her out again after that, he cared more about her being comfortable around him than he did about getting a date

She kissed him for the first time in a hotel conference room while the team was all out celebrating a big win, and then left him in a panic, but he was all blushed and in love walking back into the party as she hid on the other side of the room.

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[tikay21]

🐺 Saint Conroy

next You can find more information and context through the hashtags attached below.

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Saint Conroy This guy is where it all started with for me and The Sims. He was the first male character I ever played all the way through his life. I started playing Sims 20 years ago, and my first household was a girl I focused on - Jolene Winter (later Winter-Conroy). But eventually, she needed a partner by her side, so I created the very first version of him.

Sadly, I don’t have any pictures left from that version.

Saint today

After a long break, I got back to Sims with The Sims 3 because my son wanted it, and – well – I got hooked again, lol.

I recreated them in S3 as best as I could and gave them the look I had imagined with all the new features.

Unfortunatly barely S3 screenshots, cause i didn`t document my GP that time this way, story only in my head and memories - so all images here are from the remade in S4.

Saint grew up with his mother’s relatives after she passed away early. He was treated well there, but he wanted more than to be stuck in that small town forever. After school, he started working odd jobs and saved up a little money to rent a room in the city, at least as a temporary solution. Without his uncle’s support, it wouldn’t have lasted long.

With his guitar, he began busking at the same spots repeatedly. That’s where Jolene noticed him. She started coming by more often to see if he was there, listening to his music from a distance. One day, he approached her, and there was an instant chemistry between them. They grew closer, he taught her how to play the guitar, they fell in love, and became a couple.

Saint landed a few gigs at local venues. He met more people and eventually started the band 'Gravity'.

They practiced in a classic garage setup and were finally discovered, thanks to Saint’s persistence in getting people to listen to his music at least once.

They married 3 years later while the band started to go it's way and things went very well. Their oldest son, Jaxx, was born, and a little over a year later, their daughter, Cloud. Jaxx was a rebel and despite their best efforts to give him stability, he always struggled with everything.

The unstable lifestyle took its toll, and they argued more and more frequently. Saint often withdrew from conversations and did his own thing. The issues with Jaxx weighed heavily on him, but neither of them knew how to help him. They separated and even got divorced, but continued living together in the large finca (which they later bought and restored) that they had rented with the band. Since, deep down, they couldn’t live without each other, they reconciled and remarried a little over a year later. The beautiful result of their reunion was the birth of two more kids, Leroy and Joshua.

With his wife Jolene Winter-Conroy he has four kidz:

Jaxx - Cloud - Leroy und Joshua.

'Gravity' got famous, and he became a clan leader and MC president.

Saint aging

He has a quirky habit: he only wears red shoes.

Now he’s a great-grandfather, but I prefer to not age him more, it's game, so I can do what I want haha. They’ve been through so much family history together, up and downs and some tragedies, but I wasn’t really documenting any of it back then.

So one day, my game stopped working, and I had to make a choice: The Sims 4 or no Sims at all. I put it off for as long as I could, but eventually, I made the switch and left them behind, planning to start fresh. But Sims 4 didn’t have the stuff I loved from Sims 3 – bikers, MCs, musicians, bands – it was really missing for me.

Nevertheless it lasted about two weeks before I started remaking them in Sims 4. I just couldn’t be without them. They’re connected to everything I do in my Game, even if it’s just in the background. They’re the foundation of my whole gameplay.

I play without aging and death. I manually age them up when it’s time. I just can’t handle a full legacy game with all the consequences. So here we are, and would love cataloging my Sims here now.

The plan is to give each of my characters a profile and update them whenever I feel like it.

Saint Conroy ❤️ Sim made by me @tikay21

in various stages of life.

I would like to introduce some of my Sims (Char/OC) that I’ve created over the years and which are special to me.

Most of this ones I’ve played with for a long time or actually play with.

Conroy - Family Tree

[maxislvt]

thank u for the most recent wanda x spider reader i love it so much thank u😭😭😭more please its so good

warnings: very brief mentions of arguing, brief injury

I'm considering making it a full fic but some headcanons for now!!!

When you guys first start dating, she catches you at really bad times. your identity is a secret so you have to keep explaining to her how you somehow escaped the bank that almost got robbed safely via an alleyway that doesn't connect to the other side of the street

Wanda can tell you're lying but can't really figure out why for a while. It makes her a little nervous so maybe she peaks into your mind and that's how she finds out you're Spider-Punk. For a long while she doesn't say anything. One, because she feels bad for not trusting you. Two, because now that she knows it's really obvious and she's embarrassed that she didn't catch on sooner

It's not that you don't do a good job of hiding your identity from the public, you're just really bad at lying to Wanda. Even small things like if you had breakfast or not make you crack under pressure

After a few months of dating, you do come clean and tell Wanda. She tries to act shocked but she's really bad at it, so Wanda just tells you she already knew but didn't want to tell

Despite the awkwardness of the confession, it makes things a lot easier but can be the cause of some arguments.

Sometimes you come home and look like shit cause some guy with super strength slammed a car into your body or you somehow a building collapsed on you and Wanda can't stand seeing you like that. Of course you understand but it's upsetting because she's always trying to convince you to take a break or even step down after rough fights but you never stop her from being an avenger. Even when she's gone for weeks at a time. Even on the worst days you two still love each other and sleep in the same bed. Maybe it takes a while, but you two will be fine again

Despite her concerns, or maybe because she'll never stop being concerned, she takes pride in being the one to patch you up. Wanda would never really do anything to stop you from being Spider-Punk, but she can at least stop you from getting some nasty infection. There's an odd calmness in it. It's late, you're both tired, and want nothing more to snuggle into each other and not worry

As you two get older and enter more committed stages of your relationship, I do see Wanda trying to convince you to become an Avenger. You're apprehensive at first. Your priority has always been the city. It wasn't that you didn't care about other worldly threats, but you're not willing to abandon the place you grew up in. Eventually you settle on being a part time avenger. Not having to build your stuff in the garage certainly aided that choice

Wanda hoards all your little sketchbooks. She doesn't understand most of the math or chemistry scribbled into but they have so much of your personality in them she can't help but love them. Everything from the coffee stains to the doodles of what you wanted for lunch that day.

Oh and she definitely cashes in on all the official merch you get once you become an avenger. All the little plushies, bandaids, and posters??? Oh she's buying all of it. There's something so ironic about you having to prompt a non-stick skillet despite being an absolute menace in the kitchen .

[bumble66]

Chris Evans' potential boyfriends (allegedly based on blind item gossip!)

September 15th. 2023. Only a few days after Chris Evan's alleged wedding, a blind item appeared on CrazyDaysAndNights dot net.

It is about an A/A-list actor who is sometimes a super hero:

A lot of people in the comment section argued that this is about Jeremy Renner. I wondered why and so I did some research about him. On Datalounge dot com and on the forum called LipstickAlley, they argue that he is a gay man who faked the custody dispute with his "ex". It is alleged that she was his surrogate and both wanted to be in the news to get more fame (Shameful!).

However I do not believe that this blind item is about Jeremy because he isn't a "sometime superhero". But you know who is? Our lovely Chris. He was the "Human Torch" in the Fantasitc Four. 4 years later he was "Steve Rogers aka Captain America" and 3 years after that, he replaced Tim Allen as "Buzz Lightyear". So yeah. he is a "sometime superhero" but these days I'm not so sure about the A-list status anymore...

Anyway, I had that thought on why it could be Chris after one person in the comment section gave the following hints:

As this person points out, EntyLawyer who wrote this blind item above, has Hollywood insider knowledge. As a result Enty knew what we from #TeamPR have already concluded: Based on immigration law, a legal marriage was not possible. It is fake. So despite the fact that the blind item appeared days after Chris' alleged wedding, his (PR) girlfriend is after all just a "girlfriend" and not a wife. So this blind item could still apply to Chris.

Based on what the commenter Eenid in the screenshot above implies... Chris, which this blind item is allegedly about, has a "long-time boyfriend he also pays as an employee"...

Possible Boyfriend #1: Mark Kassen

Picture Source: https://archive.ph/e9EPA In this picture you can see that he looks very friendly, soft, fem and adorable. I bet that if he were the possible boyfriend, he'd treat Chris with care and kindness.

Picture Source: https://archive.ph/lpCTK

In 2017, Chris and Mark have both started the political online platform called "A Starting Point". So is he Chris' employee? In this cute picture of them, you can see that he already has way more chemistry with Mark than with his PR wife from "GO Portugal!"

Picture source: https://archive.ph/7yiGn

However, they have already known each other since 2011 when they both starred in the movie Puncture. It adds up with that the person said above. That "A Starting Point" was not their first "joint endeavour" ... ... ...

Picture Source: https://archive.ph/4cxrn

Chris and Mark don't just hang out when it comes to business related stuff. They also hang out privately. Here you can see them both with Chris' brother Scott who is also gay. This was confirmed by Chris when he outed him publicly:

See link: https://archive.is/rFnVI https://www.koimoi.com/hollywood-news/when-captain-america-chris-evans-outed-his-gay-brother-scott-publicly-when-he-was-19-received-a-lot-of-flak-from-his-friends-who-said-i-cant-believe-you-did-that/ My thoughts: On the pictures you can see that every time Mark is around Chris, he seems very happy. Even if it turns out that they are not a secret couple, I hope they will continue to have a lot of fun together... ... ... Possible Boyfriend #2: Joshua Martin Peck (No, not the guy from Drake & Josh)

Picture Source: https://marvelcinematicuniverse.fandom.com/wiki/Joshua_Peck According to the "Marvel Cinematic Universe Wiki" he was Chris Evans' assistent in "Captain America: The Winter Soldier", "Captain America: Civil War", "Avengers: Infinity War", "Avengers: Endgame", "The Iceman", "Snowpiercer" and "knives Out". See link: https://archive.ph/4BYQg Like the blind item from Enty Lawyer mentioned, he could also be the "long-time boyfriend" Chris also pays as an employee. I think that because on the Lipstick Alley Forum, there have been interesting revelations about the relationship Chris and he have:

A person on LSA said that when Chris had an interview in 2019, he said that Josh was basically his roommate and was living in the family home with Chris Evans' mother Lisa...

In the October 2023 GQ interview, Chris said that he loves to smoke weed. It explains why he needs botox these days. It was also the same interview that had several sentences about leaves, autumn, his beloved dog Dodger, while his PR wife was only mentioned twice. That he "had her for a while" (I think at this point his team still wasn't sure how the PR relationship timeline between those two should look like) and that she reads "energies". So based on that interview, his love for weed exceeds that of the love he (allegedly) has for his alleged wife. So that Josh is a professional weed smoker is therefore probably something Chris really likes. As the user above says... Chris' and Josh's situation could be similar to the one Leonardo Dicaprio and Lukas Haas have (https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-4864460/Leonardo-DiCaprio-giggles-chased-Lukas-Haas.html)

(BTW: It is public knowledge where he lives but I still didn't feel comfortable to just screenshot it so I removed the name of the town in case you wonder what the pink bars are) A user who is in contact with someone who lives in Chris' Town said that Josh walks Chris' dog Dodger when Chris is away for work in LA and no one ever saw his PR wife from Portugal. There are also other people on X who often claim that neighbours never saw a wedding and that the weather conditions were horrible on that day.

Dodger is Chris' love of his life:

When he was already allegedly dating the PR bride from Portugal, Chris said that Dodger was his long-term partner (No I won't name him as possible bf #3 EW). It demonstrates two things: 1. This PR crap ain't real and 2. That he trusts Josh to take care of Dodger is just heart-warming. I don't think every person is allowed to walk the dawg!

Josh is also not just the personal assistent of Chris when it comes to several of his movies (I wonder now what he is assisting him with...), he also took and probably still takes care of his instagram/social media (Chris has anxiety and therefore doesn't like reading mean comments).

Yes, Chris is very open about his anxiety to the point where he needed a back rub from Scarlet Johanson after a press conference. It is uplifting knowing that Josh shields him from people's opinions online. He is basically Chris' own personal Captain America x3

Source: https://twitter.com/miss_LulaMae/status/1465814040471646216 BONUS BOYFRIEND #3: Sebastian Stan I don't think the blind item refers to him because he isn't employed by Chris but he is still a notable mention. Remember my first post here? One of the info I quoted was from the datalounge thread called: "Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan, did they have a thing?" See link: https://archive.ph/gxXkr

In this thread a user implied that they knew Chris and that he is ashamed of being bi. Some people on datalounge argued that this is the reason why he publicly outed his brother Scott. Because a lot of people assume that if one brother is gay, the other can't be. I encountered this argument too when sharing my arguments regarding Chris' PR relationship with others online. They responded to me that Scott is the gay brother. They really thought that that means that no one else in the family can be gay anymore! Chris you cunning imp! Smart move.

Chris and Sebastian Stan were both marvel stars. Sebastian is the winter soldier... I think... Sorry I actually only like the A-lister gossip. Not the movies. I have barely watched any of them... but I like Guardians of the Galaxy with that gay racoon! Even the general public noticed that he never has great chemistry with his female co-stars:

But when it comes to Sebastian...

"best friends" When it comes to Sebastian and Chris, many people claim they had a thing because of this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jNHk1PDU1jQ

This youtube video has some interesting comments. I mean the comments which mention the following time stamps in this video:

9:23 5:51 3:37 SUMMARY: What I explained isn't too far off. A Hollywood insider named ShellyT20 said the following stuff she knows from friends that are in contact with A-list celebrities:

Also another gay/bi rumor I found about Chris Evans on LSA during his marvel days:

A lot of people will probably be angry at me for exposing Chris this way but first of all, I only summarize all his gay/bi rumors other people mention. It's not me who wrote all these comments in these gossip forums. Use the search bar of datalounge and LSA to find these specific comments and try to debunk them there yourselves. #DontShootTheMessenger. Also, if it weren't for Hollywood being so homophobic, demanding of bi and gay men to present themselves as stable, heterosexual family men + marriage + children, unless they want to lose their A-list career, I wouldn't have to point all of that stuff out.

Don't let yourself get fooled! How can the industry claim to be pro-lgbt, putting all these fictional lgbt characters in movies, while real life homosexuals are put in their place? And if they refuse, they will be denied A-list movie roles. As buzzfeed journalist Edwin Jusino claimed, Chris and his "wife" are PR. Most likely for Netflix because they debuted their relationship when the second season of her Warrior Nun Show started. Awkward btw but when there are so many gullible people who eat all this crap up without questioning it... how much can I actually blame Hollywood here? Source: https://archive.is/YZlQG

Also message to #TeamPR: Remember who also said for over a decade now that he wants marriage and kids? Toothy Tile. What has happened in regards to that? ZERO. I guess it is the same for Chris. Marvel told him to say this traditional stuff so that the general public thinks he is a regular guy who wants to be monogamous but that's just not how most A-listers act. I recommend watching the movie "Eyes Wide Shut". These parties are for real. Here on my blog, I provided evidence that you, #TeamPR, want to see him married with wife and kids. MAAAYBE your gender expectation, that you have for men, you hating the fact that they are bachelors and like to sleep around... Maybe that is the exact reason why these A-list guys have to go through this crap?

See it for yourselves. This is what some of you say:

(Sorry but that just sounds like sexist men who say they want to see women barefoot in the kitchen)

But then you say: - "Waaah Waaah I don't like this PR. Why does he have to pretend to be married??? waaah waaaah"

Well, and this is also a message to Hollywood and his team. Chris does not look well at all. I don't want to mock his looks but he looks like he aged a decade since this PR started. He looked like death during the ASP video two or three weeks ago. Even Kevin Costner looked better after his divorce! So can we finally stop with this outdated nonsense? Everything above and on my blog in general is alleged based on the screenshots and links provided. I merely comment on what people publicly claim about Chris Evans and his sexuality. You might think this is immoral but so are lavender marriages.

[samcarpentersgirlfriend]

hii, can you please do a liv mckenzie x fem!reader headcanon? like, an enemies to lovers where liv doesn’t like reader at first, then slowly falls for her. thank you sm <33

thank you for the request, writing for liv is so fun <3 hopefully this is what you wanted!!

ENEMIES TO LOVERS HCS || LIV MCKENZIE X READER 𖤐₊˚.

warnings: swearing, fem!reader, mentions of reader wearing makeup, a little bit of chad bashing but it’s just for story purposes… I love him i promise <3 I’ve never done enemies to lovers before so sorry if anything feels off or rushed

⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * ꙳ ✦ ⊹

- the funny thing is, nobody even really remembers why you and liv are seemingly incapable of getting along together.

- all anybody knows is that innocent conversations within the group slowly divulge into petty arguments between you and liv, snarky comments exchanged constantly.

- for example, one time, a conversation about where everybody wanted to eat quickly turned into a utterly unrelated spat.

- “liv, did you even listen to a fucking word I said just then?”

- “no, because every word you say is stupid!”

- “wow, harsh. how long did it take you to come up with that one, hannah montana?”

- “you know, I’m not stupid. maybe if you got off of your high horse and stopped judging me for once-

- “why should I, when you make it so easy! besides, if you want to talk about judgemental…”

- chad and wes think the two of you’ll work it out eventually, tara doesn’t understand why you can’t just be real friends, amber thinks the bickering is completely entertaining (and instigates most of the time) and mindy thinks you both just need to make up (and make out).

- from why you can tell, liv thinks you’re a prissy, pretentious know-it-all.

- and from what liv can tell, you take her for a shallow party girl with more mini-skirts than brain cells.

- you both try your hardest to avoid each other, but seeing as she was dating chad and tara had been your best friend since you’d moved to woodsboro, so were forced to run in the same circle - because why should one of you have to make new friends just to avoid her?

- but it seems the universe just seems to hate the two of you - because you were forced together constantly.

- you have to sit next to eachother in chemistry and art, and you both live practically right next next door to each other- meaning you walked the same route and, when wes would offer to give you all a ride home, you’d be huddled in the back seat with liv whilst everybody else got dropped off first.

- and you mean huddled; you’d be so close that your legs were touching and you could smell her perfume (it was infuriatingly perfect and reminded you of strawberries and summer and warmth - not that you’d ever tell liv that, though).

- when she’s feeling particularly annoying, liv has a habit of flashing you her most shit eating grin - mostly because she knows it irritates the living hell out of you.

- seriously, most of the time, you want nothing more than to wipe it straight off of her face.

- “liv, I swear, if you don’t stop that right now…”

- “what are you gonna do about it, huh? we both know you’re not gonna stop me- that would require little miss princess to lift a perfect finger!”

- but fine, whatever. she could be as immature as she wanted - you weren’t going to rise to her bait - except from all the times you did, obviously. you regarded yourself as being better than that.

- arguing over partner work in class, and making sure liv knew when you’d scored higher than her in a test.

- really, it was just all pettinesses - but in your defence, it was always liv that started it (at least, you think it is - nowadays, it’s rather difficult to keep track).

- one friday night, when the rest of your family was out of town, you’d thought you’d invite a few people over.

- though, of course, when chad and mindy were involved, a few people turned into practically half of the school.

- seriously, your house was filled to the brim with people you didn’t even recognise - which meant you inevitably bumped into someone and, just your luck, spilt the entire contents of your drinks down the front of your shirt.

- and aw, damn it, you’d liked that shirt. so you were forced to go upstairs in an attempt to find something else to put on - except, when you open your bedroom door, the last person you expect to see is liv mckenzie.

- a crying liv mckenzie, nonetheless, sitting on your bed as mascara runs down her pretty face. and as bad as it sounds, a part of you is tempted to pretend you saw nothing and creep back down to the party, stained shirt and all.

- the thing is though, deep down, you know that it wouldn’t be right - no matter how much you and liv tended to disagree.

- you uncomfortably shuffle beside her as she looks up from her spot on your floor, all teary eyed.

- “shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude in your room. I can go-“

- liv apologising to you is never a good sign, so you catch her arm and slowly urge her to sit back down, imploring what’s wrong.

- “it’s chad! he fucking dumped me- he says there’s somebody else! you know what, I bet it’s tara- I’ve seen the way the look at each other! god, how could I be so stupid?”

- and, oh. you though chad and tara were a little touchy-feely, but you’d never suspected it was like that. and you’d definitely thought chad had more decorum that to dump liv at a party for one of her best friends. god, what a moron.

- you tell liv exactly that - albeit a little awkwardly - and she gives you a smile at that. a real smile.

- “you really think he’s a moron?”

- “yeah. moron, asshole, whatever you want to call him- that was totally shitty of him! and you deserve better than that - better than him.”

- so you change your shirt and sheepishly, you offer to help liv fix hey ruined makeup. and when your fingers brush against her skin as you apply a fresh layer of concealer to her face, you definitely don’t feel jolts of electricity run down your spine. you don’t.

- but you do go to bed that night, after everybody else has finally left, replaying that rare, real smile on a loop in your mind. and you try not to think about what that means.

- and after that night, you make more of an effort. you really, honestly do.

- because when you aren’t too wrapped up in yourself to notice, you realise that liv doesn’t exactly have it easy within the group, what with mindy and amber’s apparent dislike for her as well as your own.

- and sure, she was irritating at times, but that didn’t mean everybody had to call her out on it, right?

- you don’t magically get along immediately - how could you, after months of pointless arguments? - but you seemed to have forged a civil, unspoken agreement; you were the only ones who could insult each other now.

- and even then, insult was too harsh of a word - the jabs became more light hearted, and you slowly found yourself often laughing in retort instead of being on the immediate defensive.

- as much as it pained you to admit it, you start to find yourself often having actual, genuine fun with liv.

- which somehow, happens to lead to the pair of you spending more one-on-one time.

- and before you know it, you’re suddenly going to the mall together, picking out clothes for yourself and each other.

- you find yourself visiting to a lot of museums too, because as it turns out, liv has a total interest in all types of art - and god, who would’ve expected that? maybe you, if you’d actually taken a chance to get to know her when you first met her.

- you start to notice a lot of things about her that you never had in the past: the way she pouted when she was confused, the way she fiddled with her jewellery when she was nervous, and the way most of her necklaces were completely handmade.

- the more you found out about her, the more you wanted to know.

- the first confession between the two of you comes when you were hanging out in a cafe near your houses.

- “you know, I never really hated you,” liv randomly says into the quiet as you take a long sip of your milkshake. “I thought you were annoying as hell, but I never hated you. we just irritated each other- that’s the way it always was with us.”

- you take a second before you speak yourself. “you know, I don’t think I ever really hated you either. hell, I can’t even remember why I was supposed to dislike you in the first place.”

- the realisation is so stupid that you can’t help but laugh, and suddenly, everybody else in the place is staring at the two of you as you giggle over the ridiculous nature of it all.

- by then, the two of you are inseparable. liv even seems to be getting over chad, and she doesn’t even flinch when she sees him and tara holding hands.

- you know the two of you have really bonded when amber comments on your newly discovered friendship, saying how weirdly quiet it is without the bickering and that she wishes you’d hate each other again.

- you both pointedly ignore that comment - well, liv does give her the finger, but that’s neither here nor there :)

- the real confession - rather ironically - comes in the place where you realised that liv mckenzie wasn’t as bad as you’d thought she was; your bedroom. you’re both sprawled out on the bed, legs messily intertwined, as liv flicks through some shitty magazine and declares that she’s found a makeup look that she wants to try out on you.

- “come on, it’ll be funnn!” she promises, and she looks so adorably desperate that you can’t help but give in to her.

- and before long, you find yourself fully vertical on the bed, with liv somehow ending up practically straddling you as she paints your eyes and lips a bright pink .

- “stop moving,” - she warns, so close that you’re breathing in that perfume or hers again. you take a breath, and if fills your lungs once more. “seriously!” she says as you stir, dragging a thumb slowly across the bottom of your lip. “see, you’re smudging it!”

- you don’t care about that, though. it doesn’t even cross your mind. no, instead you’re too focused on how you can see the brilliant blue of liv’s eyes perfectly from this angle, how her pretty pink hair tickles your throat as it spills over her shoulders. how soft her lips look from down here.

- you’ve barely even registered what you’re doing before you’re suddenly leaning up, your lips pressed against hers in an instant. you know she’s not expecting it, what with the way her body tenses up and she all but drops the brush in her hand.

- and no. you’ve gone and ruined it all, you’ve kissed liv and why would you do that because she’s never going to talk to you again and you didn’t even know you liked her like that and-

- and she’s kissing you back, and it’s absolutely perfect. it’s everything you’d never known you were missing in life, and you can’t help but wonder that if you hadn’t wasted all that time arguing, you could e been doing a hell of a lot more of this a damn lot sooner.

- but you just promise yourself you’ll have to make up for all of that wasted time <3

- when you walk into school the next day, hands interlocked, amber nearly throws up, tara gives you a cautious thumbs up, and mindy - well, mindy said it was just a matter of time, and declared that wes owes her 15 bucks.

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(had to insert THE iconic wlw reference pic I was thinking of when I wrote this)

[monsterfucker-lisa-swallows]

this is going to be a very uncomfortable and potentially triggering conversation so i suggest you scroll past if you have a lot of empathy because this isn't fun at all

also wanna preface this by saying i'm not interested in spreading conspiracy theories or "truther" claims because i feel that's incredibly disrespectful and potentially harmful to the people that need the most help. any allusions to unverified rumors will be presented as uncorroborated, not as fact (only bringing them up because i know that's the kind of rumor floating around and i don't want to seem like i'm participating somehow in dismissing concerns). because we simply don't know. and it's not our business.

i've had this bad feeling about amanda bynes for the past decade. it's the same pattern we've seen with child stars over and over again. the drugs, the mental breakdown, the conservatorship. but i pushed those nagging thoughts away. i didn't have the bandwidth at the time because i was living in an abusive household when her most public battles were happening. i didn't have the time or the emotional understanding to put towards what was happening to her even as i felt it mirrored what i was going through or what my mom was going through. then i found out about dan schneider a few years ago. i didn't really engage with the rumor and speculation about him - i was in my early 20s when this all broke and i didn't know most of the shows he'd been involved with except by the fact that my younger siblings watched them. i'd been an amanda bynes fan - hugely into the amanda show and what i like about you. my siblings watched drake and josh, icarly, and victorious. i didn't have the emotional bandwidth at the time to look into what people were saying. i knew it would upset me if i learned too much. but i couldn't stop thinking about amanda.

i heard about quiet on set from news websites. i saw the headlines about drake bell. it shook me to my core. the things i was reading were horrific and immediately put me in mind of what my sister went through as a teenage survivor of repeated sexual abuse by a man who was trusted with our care. she'd had a huge crush on drake when we were growing up. i wonder if she's heard about this.

this immediately made me think about amanda again. this time i couldn't push the thought away. i guess i'm finally ready to process the way this whole situation has felt to me.

the way people talk about amanda reminds me of how people in the 50s talked about judy garland. child star with incredible talent, far beyond her years, with incredible charm and personality and the whole world at her fingertips. everyone loved working with her. until she became erratic and had a mental breakdown fueled by drugs. (you could even argue there were parallels because both women were frequently typecast as the wholesome girl next door and not really allowed to break out of that infantilizing box.) and no one could ever think why. why does this happen.

i've come to believe that mental illness always has a cause. brain chemistry fucked up by trauma, whether that's long-term stress or a singular event or repeated traumas stacking on top of each other. the mind can't cope. i really, truly believe something horrific happened to amanda bynes. and i know people will say, well, maybe it wasn't dan schneider. she was doing fine for years after she stopped working with him. i want to make one thing very clear. trauma doesn't always manifest symptoms immediately. not everyone comes out of a trauma looking shell shocked. i know from my experience because i didn't have my breakdown until a year after my abuser was exposed and i'm still feeling the consequences to my psyche to this day. and i think it must be difficult for child stars to process this trauma. the pattern i've seen is the child star endures something terrible, gets incredible fame and begins taking on more and more pressure, then when this isn't enough to make them happy they turn to drugs. you think because they got out that it would all just go away? no. they were raised to play characters so they played those characters. there was incredible pressure to just play those characters because that's what the fans want. having struggles isn't part of the brand. it had to be especially rough on nick stars because there wasn't much separation between them and the characters they played. it was the amanda show. drake and josh used their real first names. the separation between who they were and who the character was was probably a very blurred line.

i wonder how long this documentary has been in production. tracking down these people and petitioning courts had to have taken ages. amanda was supposed to be at 90s con last year but cancelled due to illness and had another psychotic episode. 90s con itself may have been a trigger for her, but if someone had reached out to her or if she'd heard about this production...i could see that triggering her and making her relive the horror she went through. there are so many unsubstantiated rumors floating around. i can't speak to whether she was high on adderall during that interview when she was 12 (she could've just been a hyper child but they could've been pulling a judy garland on her and i don't trust these people plus she's said she got hooked on adderall when she was a teenager for weight loss but she may not feel comfortable disclosing if the studio has her under NDA). i can't verify if that side twitter actually belonged to amanda. it could be some sicko thought it was funny to accuse her boss of knocking her up and forcing her to get an abortion at 13 or accusing her father of various things.

but i get why she wouldn't speak up because people won't believe her no matter what she says. i went through something and people in my hometown still debate whether i'm crazy or lying for attention. my family did everything they could to put me under control and get me diagnosed as paranoid or delusional so they wouldn't face justice. (really don't get me started on how the mental healthcare system is used by abusers to cover up their sins.) i wouldn't put it past her parents to do that, especially considering amanda had a bad relationship with them as a teenager which sent her further into that groomer's clutches. she doesn't owe us anything because it'll start a firestorm that could retrigger her as people debate if she's delusional or scrutinize her past mistakes to determine if she's a perfect enough victim to deserve sympathy.

which brings me to drake bell. i knew he was the victim before i watched the doc but it still gave me chills when he sat down in that chair. like it felt like the air drained from the room. it was so obvious that what he went through has affected him so deeply and that he had no one to turn to. my abuser had so much community support, so many people making us out to be lying opportunistic bitches. i can't imagine having to carry that secret. i wonder if the people around him can pinpoint it in retrospect when he started being different. i want the other kids on set to know that it's not their fault they didn't know and that they had a bad opinion of him at some point. my sister and i were pitted against each other by the man who assaulted her and it's only with context later that i can see what was going on. i have no doubt that schneider employed these tactics so no one would feel comfortable disclosing what happened to them.

i admit that i cried watching the drake bell episode. that had to be incredibly difficult for him to open up about it after all these years and i hope he can get some closure and that someone starts a support group for these former nick stars.

and to drake bell himself. you were a child. you had no idea what grooming looks like. most grown people don't seem to know what grooming looks like based on how they talk about these issues. you are not at fault for what that man did to you or not knowing how to handle it. you didn't do anything to encourage this and you're not at fault.

and to his father. i appreciate that you did what you could to try to protect him. my mother had a similar experience trying to protect us from my abuser but everyone assumed she was psychotic and had her put away. try not to blame yourself when you were the lone voice of reason and everyone else insisted you were in the wrong. i do have fault to throw on amanda bynes' parents to some degree depending on what part of all this is true, but i can't find fault with drake bell's father who did try when he saw something wrong.

and i'm sorry but dan being super nice to drake afterwards seems like an attempt to make himself look better and get another hit show. i don't believe for a second that dan didn't know anything or that he had any motives beyond making his own star rise. he wanted to churn out product, and couldn't have that product if drake bell was visibly distraught.

i want to know how many people have known it was drake for 20 years and said nothing. how many people were in peck's side of the courtroom and yet still had the audacity to think this child was at fault in some way. that's vile and utterly unforgivable.

i just want to end this by saying to leave these people alone. don't harass anyone who hasn't spoken up because they may not be in a headspace where it's healthy of them to say anything. they don't owe us any explanation of why.

[bloodyentrails]

I saw your tags... have at it! I'm curious :D Top 5 Black Sails scenes please!

i let myself stew with this for a few days because i didn't know what to write XD

so.

my all time favourite moment that i wasn't prepared for was TELL YOUR GUVNOR TELL HIM I'M COMING and, i mean, the whole episode, but it's like we've seen flint be violent and aggressive and we know he's a good fighter but we've not really seen him make a concerted effort and actually marshal troops and carry out an intricate plan and it being allowed to work??!! like he is finally able to use all his grief and anger towards something that makes sense and it's really beautiful. he feels so powerful in that episode to me, the sheer fucking confidence. i tend to pretend season 4 doesn't exist tbh, there's just too much heartache in it, too much in-fighting. but here he's so inspiring and he fucking knows it and in my mind i have this framed and i hope i can remember it forever.

(i think the relationship between flint wanting to protect nassau and rebuild it but never really communicates that vs him communicating it and putting it into practise, ... it's like he feels more alive to me in the season finale? like he's found a way to apply himself and channel his energy. i have spent a lot of time thinking about him wrt shadow work and i think he's one of the few characters who experience their own dark side and integrate the shadow and that is very powerful to me.)

james meeting thomas for the first time. like, the instant chemistry and the sass, this is what it's like to meet people you fall in love with and it's so perfect and i know it's his memory and maybe it wasn't so perfect but it was perfect to james anyway and i love them i love them i love them. i love ships that have this instant chemistry and i love that toby and rupert knew each other and it's so palpable. full marks, no notes.

anne coming home to max in the bath tub and taking off her gear and just sitting beside her. they have so many great moments but this one stands out to me for its ordinariness and domesticity i think. it's so quiet.

anne emerging from the water to take over a ship. fucking hell! i wish the actor who played her was in more things but also i think after playing anne bonny like this you probably might as well retire. love anne leading her people and i'd absolutely want to see more of her fighting and pirating and i love her so much.

flint murdering gates. i have a whole fascination with the intimacy of murder and they did this beautifully. i love that we understand exactly why it is happening (and i'd argue that gates should have seen this coming) and why it's a heartache and still we want to prevent it. like, it's perfect, you know. as far as murders go, it shows you each aspect exactly and you are left powerless. and i loved how much it represents a moral event horizon situation and is it possible to come back from it, and of course it's silver who even attempts to do it. it's rare in drama that a scene feels so utterly in-character for everyone and is so heartbreaking as well. excellent stuff.

honourable mentions:

'i only ever wanted you to be happy' totally unexpected and so beautiful.

vane and flint on trial in charleston. it's so funny and i may ship them a little bit.

idk if that is all of them, i haven't seen the show in a couple of years now, but i remember blogging my reactions to a friend and these were some of the things that really stood out to me.

[photodumppps]

“So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.” 

The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho

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Just finished watching Alchemy of Souls :') and would like to rate this series a solid 4/5 which starred by Lee Jae Wook, Jung So Min and Go Youn Jung. I was never a fan of traditional style dramas but I never expected that this drama can pull this one of a kind genre along with scifi <3. Have many thoughts about the 2 seasons but I just want to highlight several things on each for those:

Season 1 was full of intense and plot twist and even though the sole reason why I watched this drama is the chemistry of Jang Uk and Mu Deok, never thought I would fall in love with fantasy and magic because of them.

The figurative language they use when it comes to their feelings with each other is soooo angst coded and type of enemies to lovers coded ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ!! Like, guys I can do this all day—watch them how they'll argue, show how they deeply. insanely. profoundly! INLOVE! Although this season did not really focus on romance (which my type of genre I love the most), I still love them (omg I miss them now ;() Another thing! I love the side stories of the season specially Park Jin and Maidservant Kim :') A slow witted X coquette kind of trope hahaha (girl, i made it up :|) I even love other characters specially Seo Yul and The Crown Prince (protect these two pls.) They're just one of the green trees in a green forest <33 I am actually thinking that if these two will die girl I'M OUT. To you Sang Ho, well, boy you played well (Thank God you weren't killed).

Here we go on Season 2 which the romance took place (I didn't like or dislike that either). Most of the watchers didn't like the 2nd season for different reasons. And the popular one is that the female lead was changed which in fact was really casted for that (watch the S1 pls.) I get it, I understand why Bu Yeon was like that during S2 (idontwanttospoilyouanythingsogojustwatchhahaha). There are times and scenes which I think, “Well, this is very Mu Deok (the one in S1)” but maybe we just miss how So Min, who portrayed Mu Deok gave the vibes and personality of Mu Deok/Naksu. Well, I appreciate how Naksu played significantly in this drama but during my dramarathon, I always pitied with real Bu Yeon (like this young lady didn't even have a great life and was just used all the time) but then when I watched the remaining episodes, I realized a few things (which made sense why Hong Sisters never highlighted the importance of our best girl Bu Yeon)

And to be honest this season also gave me the feeling of a roller coaster ride (sometimes).

As this was made by Hong Sisters, I already knew that this would be a tragic and entertaining at the same time (Kudos to HS u did it once again!). Overall, the cast and production did well to make this series incredible and deserved to have great ratings as well.

what about you? what are your thoughts on this drama?

you can share down on the comment section and we can have a talk about it (i wish i still remember everything i think i just love yul that's all >_<)

[saveme-storybrooke-potc]

Now that Manifest season 4 is over, there are a lot of Jared/Michaela shippers that are disappointed (even though the actors are dating irl) and even though I am a Zekaela shipper I just want to say from what I've noticed in the show about Jared and Michaela.

aside from the phenomenal chemistry that they obviously have because the actors are dating in real life, there were some things wrong with the two. I was always bothered by Jared dating Mick's best friend after she supposedly died, and of course, I don't blame them, they were both emotional, and they used each other to cope with it, but their whole hook-up in season one was iffy to me. He was also pretty cold towards her with the "callings" which yes from everyone else's p.o.v it's understandable but he KNOWS about her whole situation. And later on when Zeke came into the picture and survived the death he got mad that he did live thinking that he'd get his chance with Mick again but he doesn't.

Now I don't remember a lot about the first two seasons so I'm not going to nitpick at it as much or at all for that matter and if anyone has unbiased memory of it you're free to correct me in a polite manner and I'll fix it. *SPOILERS AHEAD* In season 4 part 1 we learn a lot about Jared and his family which is one of the things that I really love because I don't want to dislike him and it was nice seeing the Latino household he lives in. But you can tell from those flashbacks that Jared is a family man and desires a family could be a cultural thing because Latinos (Hispanics if you want to say it that way) are all about family but when you see Michaela and Zeke talking and Zeke mentions kids he says to her "I know you don't want kids" which isn't a problem at all for her, it's her choice on if she wants kids or not, but that is very different from what Jared obviously wants. And I'm not saying they wouldn't work out, Jared could agree to that and be in a committed relationship with Michaela but sometimes it won't work out that way. (Also correct me if I'm wrong, I could be mixing this up with OUAT but weren't Jared and his ex-wife trying for kids?).

Also before I get to S4P2 I need to talk about this, Jared and Drea Mikami started a "friends with benefits" relationship I believe as a coping mechanism to get over Michaela but then he actually wanted a relationship with her, to which she said no. (Keep this in mind)

So in season 4 part 2 (or B if you call it that) Zeke has died and all the 828 passengers are in a sort of Detention center (I think it's been a few months although Eden looks 7 and not 3 or however old she really is) Jared would visit Mick while she also had visions of Zeke visiting her and we got to see flashbacks into Zeke and Michaela's relationship which was lovely to see. But Jared kinda takes this as an opportunity to go back to Michaela and they bond and start to date again which honestly felt a lot like fan service. and you can obviously argue that they had the best chemistry but they are also dating in real life. But it's not until

*MAJOR SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED THE SHOW AND CHOOSE TO READ THIS*

Drea Mikami gets pregnant (which she slayed in each scene) that Jared gets what he wants, a child and a family, which at first they agree to co-parent but you can tell that that wasn't going to stick and when she accidentally spilled that their baby was a girl and she wants to name her Hope Jared gets excited and says "Esperanza, it's beautiful" (which really touched my heart) but you could tell that he desired to be with the mother of his child, and even Michaela knew this, which is why she let them be with each other.

And when the 828 passengers survived the death date and went to a time where they didn't miss 5 and a half years they still found each other (which he got over Michaela really fast)

obviously, I don't care who you ship this is just what I think and I mainly wanted to say it because on instagram all the Jachaela shipper were disappointed in the ending (even though they're canon irl) I really like the way it ended, but to each their own.