#gabby neon white

[nataref]

Hey gurl heyyyy

[trashchimera-art]

Drew what I though Gabby's angel form would look like. I really liked the angel cats from Neon White and Gabby was my clear favourite, love her sass.

[pigeonagere]

Hello!!! I’m Jay (he/him)

I'm 19 years old. I'm not entirely sure what age I regress too - pretty young I think! Maybe around 2-5?

I keep my queue busy with agere posts such as moodboards, plushies, and kidcore! I generally make OC posts twice a week :3

Posts that I make will be tagged as #my post. I’ll never reblog or create inappropriate or stress-inducing posts like vents, politics, reblog bait, or internet drama. This is a stress free environment!

I do NOT consent to k!nk interaction, even if it's SFW!

If a k!nk account interacts with my posts or crosstags with agere I will report the account for explicit material

Masterlist under readmore!

Moodboards <3

Fallout 4 Dogmeat agere/petre

Stardew Valley void slime agere

Squishmallow banana agere

Slime Rancher yolky slime agere

Trans/rainbow Bluey agere/petre

Slime Rancher cotton slime babyre/toddlerre/teenre

Bee and shark Squishmallow agere

Zigzagoon agere

Undercover agere

(Omori) Hero agere

Starry agere

Palkia agere

Slime Rancher batty slime agere

Pokemon agere

Landry (Sanrio) agere

Blue dino agere

The day after it rains nostalgia

(Omori) Mari agere moodboard + headcanons

Agere tent

Pink agere

Wolf petre

Green turtle agere

Napstablook agere

Nostalgia

(TWDG) Luke agere moodboard + headcanons

Hello Kitty Christmas agere

Bluey agere

Lion cub agere

Jschlatt agere

Cottagecore agere room

Seal agere

Wonder Egg Priority agere

Lamb nursery agere

Disney princess agere

Boba tea agere outfit

Calico Critters nostalgia

Goth agere

Canadian elementary school nostalgia

Hisuian growlithe agere

Fox agere tent

Scorbunny agere

Library books and plushies agere

Space nursery

Blue Colourblocks agere

Stardew Valley agere

Fennekin agere

Duck pond nursery

Pink dog agere/petre

Autumn raccoon nursery

German Shepherd agere/petre

Silly dinosaur

Froggy playdate

Pink and black gothic

Teal hyena

Pink and white board

Nature/forest/swamp

Soft pastel sleepy

Okapi

RTGame

Neon arcade

Pastel baking

Games <3

Gabby's Dollhouse

Fem mecha

Brown agere

Rainbow agere

Spend a day at Build-a-Bear

Nonbinary agere

Slime Rancher "This or That" agere

Pokemon agere

Make your own agere playroom

Pink agere

Sleepy babyre

Halloween agere

Rainy day agere

Slime Rancher agere

Goodie bag agere

Cottagecore agere

Make your own agere tent

Spend an agere day in FNAF

Back to school agere

Valentines agere

Agere picnic

Bedtime agere

Tea party agere

Easter agere

Dino bedtime

Let's go to pride

Transparent pngs <3

Tangles

Inflatable bouncy balls

Petcakes

Jellycat bunnies

Coloring books

Sanrio beaded keychains

Koosh balls

Fox plushies

Pigeon plushies

Bluey plushies

Edits <3

Slime Rancher agere flag

Stimboards <3

Soft plush books

Other <3

How I make my moodboards

[madamemimic]

brainrotting a little bit over @princesseevee06’s YTTD/Neon White AU. Anyway here’s Reko as Gabby.

[phantomtrax]

just realised gabby and mikey from neon white are plays on archangels gabriel and michael why did it take me so long

[newcountryradio]

New Country 27e jaargang  #T1216(S775) (C19)van 12 februari 2024  (wk 07) uitzending op Smelne fm & Crossroads Country Radio

Album van de week: Gabby Barrett - Chapter & Verse  (2024)        

Classic album :  johnny Cash –At San Quentin

Hits of the Year : 1979

Maandfavoriet :  tim McGraw – One Bad Habit     

Maandartiest : The Bellamy Brothers 

The Bellamy Brothers - If I Said You Have a Beautiful Body would You Hold It Against Me   *maandartiest

Mark Chesnutt – I Don’t Want To Miss a Thing    #1 25 jaar

Kane Brown and Katelyn Brown Thank God     # 1 2023 

Keith Urban - Straight Line

Kenny Chesney - Just To Say We Did

Warren Zeiders - Heartbreaker

Morgan Wallen - Spin You Around  58

Tigirlily Gold - I Tried A Ring On  55

Nate Smith - World on Fire  8w    #1.

Gabby Barrett – Glory Days -.   Album vd week

Gabby Barrett - Dance Like No One’s Watching.  album

Florida Georgia Line – Cruise        2013

The Dirt Band - An American Dream - 1979  14

Bryan White -  So Much For Pretending    17/2  1974

Merle Haggard –  Hungry Eyes       

Tim McGraw – One Bad Habit     favoriet 

Kip Moore - Faith When I Fall  - sofi

Johnny Cash - A boy Named Sue      classic album

Johnny Cash – Wanted Man

Corb Lund - Redneck Rehab

Chris Stapleton – Higher   5

Conner Smith –Smokey mountains (4)

Ziggy Marley - - Still Is Still Moving To Me (Various long story short (3)

Randall King - Into the Neon 2

Grey Delisle  She’s an Angel  (1)

Toby Keith – As Good As I Once Was  (3 in 1)

Toby Keith – How Do You Like Me Now ?!

Toby Keith – I Love This Bar

Gabby Barrett - The Chapter  Album van de week

Morgan Wallen –   Outlook -      #1 album.

HARDY – Truck Bed    Trucksong

The Bellamy Brothers – Old Hippie _ maandartiest

Joshua Ray Walker - Cowboy    juweeltje 

Conner Smith – Creek Will Rise   Album vorige week

Gabby Barrett – Cowboy Back .  Album vd week .

The Lasses - Rivers Run    Dutch corner

Danny Vera – DNA    .Dutch corner.

Katja Kruit - Live A Little More    Dutch corner

Mark Blomsteel - Making Love

Willie Nelson & Toby Keith-  Beer  Gor My Horses

Anne Murray - I Just Fall In Love Again    1979

Kenny Rogers - She Believes In Me. #4

Dan Fogelberg - Longer. #3 

Waylon Jennings - Amanda -  #2

Kenny Rogers - Coward Of The County   #1

Tracy Chapman /Luke Combs - Fast Car

[cherrybombfangirlwrites]

Happy Blorbo Blursday!! I’m returning your own ask to you: describe any of your oc’s (as many as you want, you know I love to hear it), what people’s first impression of them is, if they like the way they look, etc. Make it as detailed as you want <3

OOH! OK! Happy Blorbo Blursday btw :)

I'm gonna answer this with all of my The City is Ours main characters, because I've haven't talked about them and their appearances much yet.

Nickelle

I mentioned it in her mini bio on the WIP intro, but anyway, Nickelle is Japanese American. She's got short black hair (somewhere between shoulder length and chin length), dark eyes, and her family's skin tone is a little on the darker brown side. Her build is on the lean side, making her a really fast runner (though she doesn't really do sports).

Nickelle doesn't really mind how she looks now. She used to be really self conscious about it because of her judgmental extended family and people at school. But after meeting her best friend Gabby, who is a fashionista that also believes all bodies are beautiful and deserve love, Nickelle has found it easier to not be so self conscious of how she looks, and even embrace it and her style.

She's got this very punk and goth style. Her parents don't really mind as long as she can tone it down for when they meet extended family who would be less accepting of the style. That's why she doesn't get real piercings or tattoos, but she will get magnetic piercings and temporary tattoos instead. She does dye her hair, and just covers it with a black dye that will wash out for family gatherings. Her wardrobe usually consists of leather jackets (both black and other colors), Doc Martens, jeans, and typically a t-shirt of some obscure band. For concerts, she likes to wear neon colored dresses or skirts with lots of zippers, sometimes paired with fishnet stockings, and always Doc Martens.

Her hair has purple streaks most of the time, with the occasional blue and green streaks mixed in. Her makeup isn't more than eyeliner most of the time, except for on concert days. On the days she and her band have a concert, she goes all out with the makeup, including colorful eye-shadow, and usually a bright purple star on her cheek.

Asher

He's Latino with medium brown skin, and curly brown hair. He likes the way he looks, and so does his family. His build is leaner, but a little on the buffer side just because of genetics.

His style is very much soft nerdy gay boy vibes. He wears a TON of flannel, plus nerdy t-shirts with obscure references, and brightly colored high top sneakers. But because he spends a lot of time with his dad and uncles, he also knows how to do stuff like fix a car or build a cabinet very well- he gets his dad friend personality from them.

He doesn't have any piercings or tattoos or dyed hair, just because it's not for him (but if he did his family wouldn't mind).

He's very confident in how he looks now that he's gotten past all of the early teenage awkwardness, and a lot of the guys at school who like boys have crushes on him (and he makes a lot of "straight" guys question their sexuality/gender). He came out towards the middle of his senior year of high school to support a couple of boys who had been outed, and he's totally chill about it (anyone who tries to pick on him ends up getting the dad lecture and or questioning their sexuality).

Gabby

Gabby is the token straight, cis, abled, white girl who's super positive and supportive of everyone- regardless of their ethnicity, sexuality, gender, or physical/mental ability. She's a fashionista, and is that girl who will give you a pep talk after someone breaks up with you; will fight and scratch with her designer nails and use her heel on anyone who is an asshole; and will give you a makeover if you want it while enhancing what's there without taking away the things that make you beautiful (which is everything).

She's also that girl who thinks that capitalism and the beauty industry are the devil and that they should stop shaming fem presenting people for just existing in their bodies and putting a price on beauty- if you want some pretty lipstick she'll give you hers because you shouldn't have to pay money for a little tube of lipstick if it will make you feel a little bit more confident.

Her style is all glitter, ruffles, designer heels, designer nails, designer makeup, designer everything, and whatever clothes she wears are usually pink. She also doesn't wear a ton of makeup, just enough to make her feel confident on average days. She has long blonde curls that come to her knees, and wears them a million different ways- usually a ponytail or braid for school and loose curls or a fancy bun for a special occasion.

Gabby is very confident in how she looks no matter what. Even if she just rolled out of bed, her hair is a rats nest, and her eyes have bags- she still feels like a goddess. And if anyone judges how she looks, she'll either ignore them, or have a little chit-chat with them about their insecurities that they're projecting onto her.

Kylee

Kylee is a shy redhead. She has long red hair that almost reaches her waist, freckles, and wears glasses. She doesn't really care how she looks, as long as it will help her blend in enough to keep the attention away from her (social interaction is hard, and she gets sick of trying to non-verbally communicate with people, so it's easier for her to just avoid it altogether at school). Her fingers are usually covered in lead, chalk, or paint because she's an artist, and doesn't really bother to wash it off.

When it comes to her style, comfort is more important than anything else so she can avoid getting overstimulated at school. She wears a lot of sweaters, cardigans, soft knit t-shirts, leggings, sweatpants if she can get away with it- anything loose and soft. For school, she likes to wear a sweater with jeans and simple sneakers. She also likes overalls because she can put art supplies and fidget toys in that front pocket for easy access, but she doesn't wear them as much anymore to avoid being viewed as childish.

She rarely wears makeup, if at all, mostly because she doesn't like how it feels on her face, and it's a hassle all around to find shades that look good on her and that aren't irritating and all that- so she just doesn't wear makeup, it's easier. Her hair is usually in a braid or messy bun- anything that stays out of her face and will be less likely to get paint in it.

Like I said, she doesn't really care how she looks, as long as it's not drawing attention. When she meets Gabby, Gabby suggests giving her a makeover if she wants it. When Kylee explains why she doesn't like makeup, Gabby makes it her mission to find stuff that is comfortable and won't bug Kylee so she can give Kylee a makeover if she wants one. When she finds it, Kylee decides to let Gabby do her makeup this once, and actually likes it- not enough to try doing it everyday, but she does want to go to Gabby for a makeover for special occasions. Gabby is over the moon about this and they become good friends (and Gabby is a pro at using nonverbal communication).

Bryson

Bryson is a black, skaterboy, cishet (he's on very thin ice) guy. His black hair is longer, and curly. Most of the time he wears his hair in braids. He doesn't know for sure, but according to his dad he looks like his mom (who skipped town after he was born). Most of his style is the skater boy type. Shorts, headphones; kneepads, elbowpads, and helmet (because not wearing that stuff is asking for an injury to him); sneakers, and graphic t-shirts with skateboards and such on them. He doesn't mind how he looks at all, and when he dresses up for special events, he thinks he looks really great.

Vira "V"

They have a complicated relationship with how they look, as a nonbinary muslim. They want to look androgynous, but also wants to wear their culture's traditional clothing, and it's hard to find stuff that isn't all masculine or all feminine clothing, neither of which they feel comfortable dressing like. Plus society trying to force gender norms on them, people of their culture who are judgmental, and things like that make finding a style they feel comfortable and confident in is hard. Their immediate family, who understands and supports them, does what they can to help V find stuff they like. When Gabby meets them, she makes it her mission to find stuff that both fits and is accepted in their culture and that V will feel comfortable in. She does a lot a research, looks all over, and does some sewing when she can't find anything. V is grateful to her for that, and they have a good friendship because of it. They have a style that's mostly what jocks wear, especially at school because they're off to soccer games or practice a lot. Tons of sweatpants, sweatshirts, big loose t-shirts, sneakers, and anything that's athletic and easy to change in and out of. Plus those kinds of clothes are just comfy. And the style is completely normal for them because they're known for being a soccer jock that's always headed to the field.

Jason

Rich boy. That's it. He's a cishet, white, abled, rich asshole, and he acts like it. He's got wavy brown hair, blue eyes, all of it. He's very overconfident, especially about his looks, and he will use them to his advantage because he knows he can. His style is mostly suits, all designer clothing of the highest quality, and he will flaunt it whenever he can. He's good looking, and he's got this inflated vision of himself, thinking that's he's irresistible god to everyone. He's the dick that thinks he can change a girl's sexuality when she's not attracted to him because she's not attracted to guys (or she is attracted to guys, but not him). He throws a hissy fit when his attempts at charming his way to what he wants doesn't work.

Chase

He's American Romani, with a big nose, curly brown hair, and medium brown skin. He doesn't hate how he looks, but doesn't really mind either. He cares more about his equations, coding, and mechanical designs and whether or not they will work.

He has that nerd who just rolled out of bed and stayed up working all night style. He usually ends up wearing pajamas to school, with a hoodie and an energy drink in his hand (he can go through ten six packs of energy drinks in one night of superheroing or an all nighter study session, he's also the kid that can and will mix coffee with his energy drink). He's always carrying his laptop, a notebook full of his blueprints and equations for them, and has a pencil or two stuck in his hair. He's also the wizard kid that can do most math without a calculator. Chase is very much a Peter Parker type character in terms of clothing style and priorities. (Except for romance and that stuff, he's aromantic and pansexual.)

Thanks for the ask @friendlyneighborhood-writer / capricorn !

[darkheartedprince]

VERSE ADDITION: BLUE EYES AND BLACK JEANS

Primarily exists for promisedsanctum, waywardhearts, and lightheartedwarrior but anyone can interact with him in this verse.

In a world without far off places, daring sword fights, magic spells and princes in disguise, Riku continued to grow up in his normal life. Now in his last year of high school, Riku is arguably the coolest kid in school -- not that he sees it that way. He’s dating Sora, who’s brother Roxas couldn’t be less excited about but Riku doesn’t care because he loves Sora to the end of the universe and back. His blue eyes shine against his black leather jacket, black jeans, and classic converse sneakers as he patiently waits to graduate high school. 

Riku drives a black and silver Harley Davidson motorcycle as well as a red and blue pan chopper motorcycle to and from school. He loves both of them more than life itself. He doesn’t let anyone ride them unless he really likes you or he really trusts you. Don’t worry, he practices safety with fingerless leather gloves, a helmet, and a  black leather jacket. Motorcycles are pictured HERE.

His entire left arm is a sleeve of tattoos that tell the story of daring adventures into the unknown complete with stars, planets, and oceans and new horizons. His Dream Eater tattoo is on his back, but he just thinks it’s a cool symbol he saw in a book once. His right bicep has a band of crossing lines that look like they form loose hearts. 

Riku has facial piercings. He has a lip piercing on the left side of his bottom lip, an eyebrow piercing on his left eyebrow, both of his ears pierced in the lobes and his right ear also has an industrial piercing.

Riku is always seen with over-the-ear headphones around his neck. He’s never without his music, it’s how he drowns out the world. He also does this because any time he has a song he wants to show someone {usually Sora or Kairi} Riku can just put his headphones on them and make them listen. 

Black skinny jeans, black leather jackets, and converse high tops that are black and white or all black are Riku’s entire fashion aesthetic. V-neck t-shirts or long sleeves with the sleeves rolled, a chain always hangs attached to his back belt loop and latches onto the front belt loop on his right hip, beanies, the black leather cuffs and bracelets on either of his wrists, chokers and necklaces, band t-shirts, etc. All of those things and more create Riku’s day to day style. 

TW:SMOKING. A lighter can always be found on Riku because he smokes cigarettes, but he never does it around people in case they have a problem with it.  He will always walk away to smoke or distance himself from people until he is done before returning to them.  

Sora is one hundred percent the strawberry to Riku’s cigarette and the candy to his lighter. They are opposites, and while he knows that people talk about them because they don’t seem like a likely pair Riku doesn’t care because he absolutely loves Sora inside and out. 

On the opposite, Riku hates Sora’s brother Roxas because he and Roxas constantly fight one another. It’s argument after argument that never stop. Passive-aggressive dinners, jabs at one another at school, the whole nine yards. It is rare that these two are never fighting. 

Speaking of fighting, Riku gets into fights at school. Often. Whether it’s because people are ragging on Sora, people are being terrible, people are making fun of him, or all of the above, Riku has a reputation for beating up people who say anything bad against the things in his life.

Despite how it might appear, however, Riku is at the top of his class for his grades. He takes his academics very seriously. Every assignment is done with precision and very thoroughly so that he can have the best marks amongst his peers. 

In the good old war of Playstation versus Xbox, Riku prefers the Playstation. He has a PS4 and, when it comes out, he plans to save up to get a PS5. 

Riku definitely picks out the colour of Sora’s braces rubber bands every time that Sora asks. Without fail, Riku always chooses bright aquamarine blue so that they match his eyes and so that every time Sora looks in a mirror and smiles he thinks of him. 

He’s known as the strong, silent, mysterious crown prince of his school, but this holds true no matter what verse he is in. 

His hobbies include drawing, listening to music, reading, writing poetry, taking walks along the beach, and playing video games. He likes hobbies that allow him to drown out the world and go other places for a short while. 

Some of Riku’s favourite bands and music artists include {but are not limited to}: Disturbed, The Beatles, Lewis Capaldi, All Time Low, 5 Seconds of Summer, My Chemical Romance, Counting Crows, Bowling for Soup, Neon Trees, Cinema Bizarre, Tycho, Chris Young, Never Shout Never, Augustana, Queen, Bullet For My Valentine, Framing Hanley, Elvis Presley, Landon Pigg, The Higher, Keane, The Killers, AFI, Troye Sivan, Simon Curtis, Point North, Halsey, Gabbie Hanna, Breaking Benjamin, Secondhand Serenade, Marilyn Manson, and Hollywood Undead.

Because Riku loves music so much, he always sends people songs to listen to. These songs don’t always have to relate to their relationship {whatever that may be}. Sometimes, he just sends them songs because he thinks that they’ll like them but other times he’ll send songs because they fit a certain situation or feeling. After all, music speaks when words fail. 

Nail polish? Definitely. Riku’s nails are always painted solid black or dark blue to match the night sky. He paints them himself.

Riku doesn’t care for junk food much, but sometimes he helps himself to Oreos, cookies and cream ice cream, cheese and pineapple pizza, or some cool ranch Doritos. He prefers savoury to sweet, as a whole when it comes to his snacking habits.

All of the furniture in his room is black. The walls that are painted white are covered from top to bottom in vintage movie posters, album artwork from vinyl records, video game posters, band posters, you name it. His bedding is dark indigo blue with black, grey and white plaid accents. He has a bookshelf filled from top to bottom with his favourite vintage cds, video games, books, and a picture of him, his mom, and his dad from when he was five. His window has indigo blue curtains that have plaid details just like his bedding. His backpack resides on a hook near his bedroom door. 

Riku has a beta fish that is black and blue that he has named Ansem because he reminds him of a ghostly spirit. Ansem sits in a fishbowl on Riku’s desk. 

He absolutely loves movies, especially older movies. He loves classic things as a whole.  His favourite movies include {but are not limited to by any means}: Jaws, Titanic, The Ring, Grease, West Side Story, The Breakfast Club, and {though it’s not completely vintage} Star Wars. He also likes movies that take places from vintage eras even if they aren’t filmed in that era like, Call Me By Your Name, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Love Simon, The Time Traveler’s Wife, and Across the Universe. He doesn’t have one specific movie type that he goes to more than others, but he is always drawn to movies based on books.

**Headcanons can be found HERE. As always, they will constantly be added to.

[theinsanecrayonbox]

KP finally finishes Gifted s2

gave up on this back when FOX was stupid and Marvel had me jaded (still does but meh). so here’s the final 3 episodes and my incoherent babble about them i guess, after not watcing the show or nearly a year and only having my previous babble session as a refresher about what’s going on

Episode 14:

 for once the “previously on dbz” segment is needed since,. yeah been almost a year since i’ve watched this...whoops

heeeey opening flashback! i forgot the format of this show...-.- oh hey not-Graydon...you know his comment about “freaks to teleport me through traffic” would’ve been funnier if he was Graydon, since Kurt is technically his sibling...as is Clarice... just saying.

oh right, Lauren was dosed with serum. well, at least it’s working right, really screwing her up. but again, Mom is the only rational and logical one.

how are sewers large enough for a tent metropolis? but oh hey, she knows about past Morlocks hm??? maybe cause some Mauraders action...hm??? or something they previously established with the Brotherhood or not-Bishop explained that i can’t remember, whatever. i’m just happy to see Blink. and the Morlocks have a network to places...like Pittsburgh? i thought they just live din NYC...ok in this story it’s just DC because that’s where we’re set ok, but still...

wait not-Graydon is making Sentinel Guy do the Mauraders plotline?? ooo...

is the Hellfire building CGI? that..looked badly shaded...and Lorna’s hair still looks stupid...though Andy’s hair does too...why do the bad guys have bad fashion sense?

i hadn’t forgotten how Mary Sue the Struckers were though...uhg...but hey don’t sweat it Mom, if Moira McTaggert’ taught us anything, you’re never the only non-mutant in the pro-mutant side; turns out you’l end up being one all along eventually.

oh good back to Blink. please don’t flirt with not-Bishop though. just...go fight Purifiers, since that was backstory for you, ok, that’s way better than flirting. wait Gabby? uh...when’d Blink get blue in her hair?

wait Cop Man, were they dead when you found them, or did you...overall though, i am really liking the atmosphere of the Purifer’s tunnel raid. the mood and tension are great, and the cinematography is doing a good job at keeping it. it’s a shame the editor feels the need to cut back to sunny Hellfire tower to break the atmosphere...but hey

oh don’t get cocky Morlock guys...and grenade, yup cocky. but again, the lighting and mood of everything in the tunnels is really good. the power effects not so much...but tv budget. and i had actually forgotten not-Bishop had a lazer eye O.o

dang Mom you are still best OC here

nooooo you shot Blink!!! baby girl nooooooo. idc about Sentinel Guy’s burst of conscious at “wait there are mutant children?” you shot best girl Blink. boo on you

Episode 15:

flashback time yay -.- but Blink! won’t make me forget you shot her since the recap ended on that...but hey tell me more about her past please, i really want to know why she doesn’t think she’s best girl. just saying “i was with the brotherhood and i didn’t like it” doesn’t cut it...and John no, you’re not allowed to give out redemption to everyone unless they are convenient to your aesthetic or philosophical interpretation, that’s why Krakoa preaches

John you don’t have time to fight not-Bishop out of grief ok. you were a ranger, you should realize that.

wait, so Reeva’s the one to blame for the council of stupid on Krakoa? that...actually makes sense, since she’s done tones of hypocritical last minute rule changing plans. weird.

really, my joke about Sentinel Guy’s heel turn was right? he honesty never realized that there were mutant children? i...wow

hey Lorna’s tiara. it makes her hair slightly less stupid looking. makes her outfit a tad stupid though...she should have more of that green popping somewhere, like her knives or a wrist band, or something.

really John just stayed there punching a wall and no cops found him? bad writing.

oooo is Dad gonna fry Cop Man?? sorry, disintegrate, i forgot what he did. and holy crap he did-sweet!

there are a lot of dutch angles in this episode...

oh Lauren don’t turn on your Mom, c’mon! why is no one thinking realistically?

hehe Cuckoos and fashion joke...although why did they get a pop of color elsewhere...or were the boots white just to point out the dirt

“do you think we can mind control our way to a mutant homeland” hm...should i just put in a cut off now for shots at Krakoa?

Mom you’re the only one with a brain! don’t sacrifice yourself because “i has no powers”

gasp! Sentinel Guy *SEES* a mutant child, now he knows for reals they exist. i’m sorry but this heel turn for him is stupid. i get the “i never saw them as *people* and now i do” but the way it’s framed is, as i’ve said “wait there are mutant CHILDREN?? O.o” and that is just bad writing

i swear, if Lorna trying to save Andy gets her killed, i will hate the Wonder Twins even more forever. but at least i agree with his “well her plan sounds stupid” when he learns the truth. they could’ve colored Lorna’s zippers the metallic green, that would’ve tied her costume together...sorry distracted

Lauren’s shield looks like bubble wrap...and she’s super pouty wth?

ok the Dad-Andy monster talk was really good...ruined by Lauren’s stupid face inserts sure, but the talk was really good.

hey back to not-Graydon and Sentinel Man. ah yes, i knew killing Cop Man would just switch Sentinel Man back in the end, that is also why his little epiphany was so annoying, because ultimately it was pointless.

aw man sappy music when the OC Family gets back together...yeah ok, but still i’ll groan a bit because uhg. but ooo Lorna comes back to Marcos too ok now it’s less groany (but still overly cheesey and neon annoying). do kinda like John on the roof...too bad the over the top music drones it out a bit.

Episode 16:

the finale! i don’t...know what to expect going into this, other than Blink pops in at the end and might be Exiles Blink?

hey the last time shows the reunion scene would’ve worked well without the over the top music. huh

oh the flashback is the 7/15 event. heh Hawks News, instead of Fox, heh. but otherwise...meh, mandatory flashback

so their plan is, use the Uber Mary Sue Wonder Twins to destroy a skyscraper. i...sure, what else can we expect from the Strucker Show (maybe Dad will sacrifice himself and do it all on his own, that’d be a neat-yet obvious-twist)

you can tell John’s depressed cause his hair isn’t floofy anymore ^^;;;

again, Mom’s the only one with thinking ahead skills.

oh, we’re getting spliced in flashbacks...yeah Dad’s gonna die.

Cuckoos! srry, still one of the best parts of any episode. and our dear Esme is starting to turn...

oh John’s going Warpath on us with his face paint (yes he’s Thunderbird, i know). the John vs Sentinel Guy thing might be a bit much, but this is an awesome fight for John...even if he is being a fool and self sacrificial.

at least it was a commercial break that broke the energy of the fight scene, and not just a scene change. also, more flashback, i’m even more convinced Dad is gonna die.

did they dye Andy’s hair so he and Lauren would look more twinny? that’s stupid...and a point i probably already made...

hm...since Bishop is from the future, are they implying that Erg is his ancestor? (though that fails to track with the timeline of DoFP IF this is the same continuity of course)

ooooooo John said it, he is Thunderbird...and i think his face paint changed between shots because that white line wasn’t there by the dumpster scene...whoops

oh don’t tell me the power of friendship is going to save the day. oh good, no, just the standby of “kill the evil cuckoos”

well the Wonder Twins are down for the count, so even more thinking Dad’s gonna die to blow up the Hellfire building...wait...you can’t control your powers when Reeva sonic screams? well Dad has no control-PERFECT!

wow there are a lot of power fights here. no wonder the affects in other episodes sucked, they spent the budget on the finale lol

hey Dad has the same plan i did. again, the writing telegraphed that was the ending...but still, i give Dad credit, he has grown as a character. the flashback doesn’t help though it just spells it out “this is best OC love him he is best ever” which...yeah, this show does that with the Struckers, we’ve covered that a millions times by now

i wonder if Dad touched himself would be disintegrate? also, shouldn’t his kids be safe, since same strain of X-gene are supposed to be immune...or does that only apply to certain power types?

not to play it down, but yup, dad exploded. if it wasn’t so thrown at you that that was how it’d end from, the start, then this moment might’ve had more impact...also the moment itself was kinda “you knew this was coming, there it’s done”

hey Esme’s on their team now, neat! i thought she’d be independent.

heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey Blink’s back! but she had a collar on her coat that was reminiscent of her AoA costume, and she opened a portal to a place with burning fire...kinda like the DoFP setting/AoA, and she never addressed anyone by name, just a general “come with me”....so yeah, that was totally Exiles Blink, and not the Blink of this story. that’s really kinda awesome.

too bad we won’t be following up on that since there’s no plans for season 3. but...it was an ok way to end i guess. it closed off the story for our main people, and we all know that it’ll never end with a “and they all lived happily ever after in peace and harmony” because it’s Xmen. it opens the door for other stories to happen in the same setting...and leaves the big hole about Blink at the end, but yeah...

but now it’ll never be followed up probably because disney/marvel thinks the Xmen are the Inhumans now *shrugs* whatever, i finally finished The Gifted, i can check that off my To-Watch List

[weeklydoseoffeelgoodtunes]

Top 100 of 2020

1. The Weeknd- Blinding Lights

2. Roddy Ricch- The Box

3. twenty one pilots- Level of Concern

4. The Weeknd- In Your Eyes

5. Doja Cat- Say So

6. Gus Dapperton- Post Humorous

7. Harry Styles- Adore You

8. Dua Lipa- Break My Heart

9. DaBaby & Roddy Ricch- Rockstar

10. Bad Bunny- VETE

11. Drake- Toosie Slide

12. Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion- WAP

13. BENEE & Gus Dapperton- Supalonely

14. The Weeknd- Heartless

15. Matt Maeson- Hallucinogenics

16. Miley Cyrus- Midnight Sky

17. blackbear- me & ur ghost

18. Rezz & Grabbitz- Someone Else

19. Cannons- Fire For You

20. Machine Gun Kelly & blackbear- my ex’s best friend

21. Billie Eilish- everything I wanted

22. SAINt JHN- Roses (Imanbek Remix)

23. Tame Impala- Lost In Yesterday

24. Harry Styles- Watermelon Sugar

25. J. Balvin, Dua Lipa, Bad Bunny- Un Día

26. Halsey- Graveyard

27. Zedd & Kehlani- Good Thing

28. Marshmello & Halsey- Be Kind

29. Future & Drake- Life Is Good

30. Dua Lipa- Don’t Start Now

31. Piso 21 & Christian Nodal- Pa’ Olvidarme de Ella

32. AJR- Bang

33. 24kGoldn & iann dior- Mood

34. Bad Bunny & Jhay Cortez- Dákiti

35. The Killers- My Own Soul’s Warning

36. Jhay Cortez, J. Balvin, Bad Bunny- No Me Conoce

37. Glass Animals- Tangerine

38. Jack Harlow- What’s Poppin

39. The 1975- If You’re Too Shy

40. Dua Lipa & DaBaby- Levitating

41. G-Eazy & blackbear- Hate the Way

42. Bad Bunny & Nesi- Yo Perrero Sola

43. Saweetie- Tap In

44. Don Toliver, Gunna, Nav- Lemonade

45. beabadoobee- She Plays Bass

46. Drake & Lil Durk- Laugh Now Cry Later

47. Lil Nas X- HOLIDAY

48. Glass Animals- Heat Waves

49. Topic & A7S- Breaking Me

50. Conan Gray- Maniac

51. BTS- Dynamite

52. Russ & BIA- BEST ON EARTH

53. ILLENIUM & Jon Bellion- Good Things Fall Apart

54. KAROL G- Ay Dios Mío

55. Wallows- OK

56. Cyn- Drinks

57. The Killers- Caution

58. Big Sean & Post Malone- Wolves

59. Local Natives- When Am I Gonna Lose You

60. AJR- Bummerland

61. Trevor Daniel- Falling

62. Machine Gun Kelly & Halsey- forget me too

63. MEDUZA, Becky Hill, Goodboys- Lose Control

64. White Reaper- Might Be Right

65. Neon Trees- Used To Like

66. DaBaby & Young Thug- BLIND

67. 5 Seconds of Summer- Wildflower

68. Jason DeRulo- Take You Dancing

69. Katy Perry- Harleys In Hawaii

70. Sam Smith- Diamonds

71. Juice WRLD & Marshmello- Come & Go

72. blackbear- hot girl bummer

73. Royal Blood- Trouble’s Coming

74. Wallows- Are You Bored Yet?

75. Ava Max- Kings & Queens

76. Madeon- All My Friends

77. Gabby Barrett- I Hope

78. Marshmello, Imanbek, Usher- Too Much

79. Sir Sly- Material Boy

80. Trevor Daniel & Selena Gomez- Past Life

81. Grouplove- Deleter

82. Curtis Waters & Harm Franklin- Stunnin’

83. Bad Bunny- Si Veo a Tu Mamá

84. Sub Urban- Cradles

85. DJ Khaled & Drake- POPSTAR

86. Billie Eilish- Therefore I Am

87. Marshmello & Demi Lovato- Ok Not To Be Ok

88. Surf Mesa & Emilee- ily

89. Regard- Ride It

90. Arizona Zervas- Roxanne

91. Glass Animals- Your Love

92. Cage the Elephant- Black Madonna

93. Surfaces- Sunday Best

94. DaBaby- BOP

95. Dixie D’Amelio, blackbear, Lil Mosey- Be Happy

96. Lady Gaga & Ariana Grande- Rain On Me

97. grandson- Dirty

98. Kane Brown, Swae Lee, Khalid- Be Like That

99. Ritt Monney- Put Your Records On

100. Tyla Yaweh & DaBaby- Stuntin’ On You

[pigeonagere]

Moodboards ❤️

Item/outfit boards

Fallout 4 Dogmeat

Stardew Valley void chicken

Squishmallow banana

Slime Rancher yolky slime

Trans/rainbow Bluey

Slime Rancher cotton slime

Bee and shark Squishmallow

Zigzagoon

Undercover

(Omori) Hero

Starry

Palkia

Slime Rancher batty slime

Pokemon

(Sanrio) Landry

Blue dino

(Omori) Mari moodboard + headcanons

Blue tent

Pink

Wolf

Green turtle

Napstablook

Nostalgia

(TWDG) Luke moodboard + headcanons

Hello Kitty Christmas

Bluey

Lion cub

Jschlatt

Cottagecore room

Seal

Wonder Egg Priority

Lamb nursery

Disney princess

Boba tea outfit

Goth

Canadian elementary school

Hisuian growlithe

Fox tent

Scorbunny

Space nursery

(Colourblocks) Blue

Fennekin

Duck pond nursery

Pink dog

Autumn raccoon nursery

German Shepherd

Froggy playdate

Pink and black gothic

Teal hyena

Pink and white

Nature/forest/swamp

Soft pastel sleepy

Okapi

RTGame

Neon arcade

Pastel baking

Gabby's Dollhouse

Fem mecha

Blue and yellow bedtime

Outdoors camo

Jirachi

Sensory safe outdoors

Giraffe plush (Spots)

Yamask

Sky dragon plush (Wisp)

(Don't Starve) Wilson verdant skin

Back to school

Pretty pink

Archery and homework

(Pokemon Conquest) Vaporeon

Tinkaton

Fredbear plush

Puppy and dragon

Gengar and Mimikyu

Rainbow unicorn

Absol

3x3 boards

German Shepherd military/pirate

Mint

The day after it rains

Calico Critters

Library books and plushies

Stardew Valley

Silly dinosaur

[blackpalaladin]

Chills and Thrills

Based off THIS post.

Happy Halloween everyone!

Pairing: R76 Gabe is just finishing up the bloody touches of his make-up when Ana rounds the corner, clipboard in hand. She’s already dressed up in her pirate costume, Gabe notes as he sets his sponge down.

“Gabby, you’re on the window tonight.” She waves the clipboard at him.

Gabe scowls, “Not again.”

Ana pauses in the doorway, the eyebrow above her eyepatch rising, “Why not?”

“I did the window last night.” Gabe complains, pushing away from the vanity and searching for his jacket, “I put on this costume specifically to be in the hand-on hallway.” He pulls his black tattered trench coat over his shoulders and smooths out the lines.

Ana eyes him from his distressed black boots, up the messy elegance of his costume, to the gory ruin of his costume makeup. He knows he looks a sight, undead skin and bloody fangs and he even salt-and-peppered his hair!

“You will make a truly terrifying vampire, Gabriel.” Ana points the clipboard at him, “From the window.” her boots thump down the corridor of the changing rooms and Gabriel deflates with a sigh.

He hates working the windows. No one can appreciate all the hard work that goes into his costumes if the bottom half of it is hidden. Which it will be, because all the peephole windows give just enough of a glimpse to scare the pants off passerby, but only for a moment. Gabe likes to slink and follow and haunt his victims.

“Tough luck, eh, Reyes?” McCree passes by the open door to his room, dressed to the nine’s in his Van Helsing costume. He waves his glowing hand in Gabe’s direction before sauntering off towards his part of the haunted house.

Gabe checks his make-up in the mirror one last time before heaving a sigh and heading for his own part of the house.

He slinks down the hallways, whispering hello’s to the actors waiting for their prey behind curtains and doorways. His window is near the center of the haunted house, just past the asylum and before the haunted hospital room. Right smack dab in the ‘horror icon’ portion of the house.

He finds a his window with a quick smoothing of his hand across the boards. The trap cord is hanging to the right of it and the peephole is in the center. He leans forward to check the hallway.

It’s completely black-light lite. There are old, weather pictures hanging haphazardly on the walls and the carpet is old and blood stained. Gabe’s heart does a little sigh at the sight and waits patiently for his first victims.

He goes through fourteen easy scares before coming to his first challenge.

Most people who come through in groups are easy pickings, mostly girls clinging to each other or their boyfriends, older kids making fun of the props, or in rare cases, children. Which Gabe patiently waits out because he’s not interested in starring in a six year olds recurring nightmare.

But there there are those groups of people. Early twenties, two girls leading the way, arms locked together and determined frowns on their faces as they march down the hall. Then two guys bringing up the rear, one wearing a Jason mask, hands stuffed casually into his front pockets. The other was Gabe’s golden ticket for the evening.

Blonde hair, all-white hoodie with the football team’s logo on the front and built like a running back. He’s wearing a relaxed grin and is chatting down at Jason-mask dude as the girls pass Gabriel up.

Guys like tall, blonde and gorgeous are the hardest to scare. They are the literal backbone of the groups, with relaxing voices and assuring ‘it’s just a prop, Abigail’ words after every scare.

Gabriel’s favorite past time is scaring the bejesus out these dudes and turning the group into one big, screaming mess.

He’s done it before and goddamn it, he’ll do it again.

He waits until just the right moment to drop the seemingly innocent portrait in the hallway, hissing dangerously as the wood slams down with a loud snap. Jason-mask screams and spins backwards.

Blondie leaps backwards into the opposite wall, blue eyes wide and arm pulled back.

Oh shit, Gabe tries not to break character as that hand curls into a fist, I’m finally going to walk out of here with a black eye.

Except, the hand relaxes almost as quickly as it tensed up, curling behind the dudes head as he leans back into the wall. A combat boot props up against the bottom of Gabe’s portrait and a slow, easy smirk pulls at the corners of blondie’s mouth.

“So, come here often?” He asks with a gravel-thick voice.

It takes all of Gabriel’s willpower not to drop his jaw at the smooth transition from ‘fucking terrified’ to ‘wanna grab a drink later?’.

Instead, he shrugs and still in character hisses, “Only on weekends in October.”

The girls let out peals of laughter up ahead and Jason-mask slaps the blonde on his shoulder as he eases out of his reclined pose. He gives Gabe a finger-gun and a wink before strolling off after his friends.

Gabe shuts his window and presses his forehead against the wood - defeated.

Much later in the evening, when Olivia strolls up in with neon-colored blood splattered all over her face and neck to relieve him, Gabe heads out for the actual fair. Ana gives him a wink from her spot at the front door of the house and he sneers at her in return.

Gabe beelines for the fried oreo stand, mouth watering and stomach rumbling at the mixed scents of turkey legs and funnel cakes. Kids are squealing around him, covered in face-paint and cotton candy. The rides are full of shouting adults and nauseous teenagers.

Gabe closes his eyes and takes it all in, swaying on his feet as he waits in line. When he opens his eyes to step forward, the patron at the window turns around and Gabe comes face to face with his failed scare.

The blonde is holding a lemonade and a nut-sprinkled caramel apple. Gone is the white hoodie and in its place is a black t-shirt with a silver scythe on the front that reads ‘Fear the Reaper’. Gabe’s insides melt.

Blondie points at him with his caramel-apple hand and grins, “Welcome back to the land of the living.”

“Ha ha.” Gabriel’s heard that one before.

Blondie just laughs and bites into his apple, chews thoughtfully, “You almost had me.”

Gabe crosses his arms over his chest, “Don’t get cocky, boyscout.” He waves a hand out, “You wouldn’t have been so tough if your friends hadn’t been there.”

Blondie just holds that casual smile and bites into his apple again. Those blue eyes rake down Gabriel’s form, “Shame the window hid most of your costume, looks great. One of the best ones I’ve seen all night.”

Of course it is, Gabe thinks smugly, Halloween is his holiday.

“Thanks.” He leaves the blonde for a second to place his order. He’s half-expecting the dude to be gone by the time he pays, takes the powdered-sugar goodness out of the attendants hands, and turns back around.

Except the blonde is still there, polishing off his apple and tossing the stick in a nearby trashcan. Gabe watches him lick the remaining sticky caramel from his fingers and a sliver of arousal simmers down his spine at the sight.

The blonde face lights up when Gabe walks back over with his fried oreos.

“Where are your friends?” Gabe glances around the blonde’s big body, searching for the Jason-masked dude and the women.

“Lucio wanted to try and catch a frog at one of the booths and the girls followed.” Blondie jerks a thumb towards the carnival booths. He waits a beat as they stand there awkwardly, blondie clears throat, “Name’s Jack.”

“Gabe.” He replies, taking a bite out of an oreo.

Jack rocks on his feet, takes a noisy sip from his lemonade, blue eyes focused solely on Gabe. Kinda like has something to ask or to say. It’s almost unnerving, kinda creepy, and just a little bit hot. Gabe’s growing impatient and horny.

Jack seems to make up his mind after a minute of silence, leans forward, “Ever made out in corn maze?”

Gabe groans around a bite of his oreo, “I thought you’d never ask.”

[gxldencity]

[S] The Charlatan: Attend a Pumpkin Party

The Halloween fic. 

This image seems more appropriate now.

I’ll just escort myself out.

tagging my enablers: @turians​ and @tavum​. 

This is going on the main tag. You all are gonna suffer with me a s my enablers encouraged this garbage. 

–

Tartarus hardly celebrated any festivities but tonight the club was a venue for a Halloween party-the first ever in Andromeda. Reyes declined the invitation. Halloween wasn’t a holiday he celebrated as a child. As an adult, he spent every 31st of October-not Halloween-preparing flowers with his mother for their dead relatives. 

And he had work to do. Kadara was always in need of fixing.

But Kian insisted or rather, he hauled him out of his private room to take his mind off work and enjoy the festivities. The Pathfinder was attending, and if the Pathfinder was there, Jean would be right behind.

They hadn’t seen each other in months.

So here he was, dressed as a smuggler from one of those old sci fi movies he saw once or twice. The outfit was the only one he found in the closet which looked tasteful.

The club was packed, more than the usual weekday night on Tartarus. Most of the Port would rather spend their night in Kralla’s song or at their homes. The slums were still dangerous at night even with the change of leadership. Tonight was different. Half of Kadara was here for the Halloween party.

Reyes sent a quick message to Jean. 

To: Jean Ryder

From: Reyes Vidal

Heard the Pathfinder was invited to the Halloween party at Tartarus. You coming along?

-R

To: Reyes Vidal

From: Jean Ryder

Yeah, we’re here. I’m with Gabby, if you wanna come find me. Look for her, she’s pretty damn obvious.

-Jean

In the mass of bodies thrashing on the dance floor, Reyes didn’t spot her or Jean anywhere. He waded through them, bumping onto ghouls and vampires, and one of the Pathfinder’s squad mates. 

Liam…Kosta was it? He was dressed in all blue: shirt, pajamas and a long hood which stretched all the way to the floor. The only non-blue item he wore was a pair of yellow shoes.

“If you’re looking for Jean, he’s that way with the Pathfinder,” Kosta said, pointing his thumb at the bar. He assessed Reyes’ costume, looking up and down at his form.

“I assume you’re Han.”

Reyes shrugged. “It was the only thing I could find. And you are?”

Kosta parted his lips but before he said anything, their angaran crew mate ran to him. He held a pair of horns which resembled a candy corn. 

“Do I have to wear these all night, Liam?” The angara asked. His usual blue rofjin was now black aside from the cobalt zodiac sign-Scorpio?-on his lapel.  

“Yes, you do Jaal,” Kosta placed the horns back on his head. “It’s part of your costume.”

The angara grumbled, “you humans and your strange holidays.”

Reyes slipped away from the two and made his way to the bar.

The Pathfinder was sat on a stool with Nyx and her twin. Her bright orange outfit glowed under the neon lights of the club. A stylized sun was on the centre of her chest, and her blonde hair was fastened with a gold headband. Beside her, Nyx wore the same candy corn horns like the angara. However, she didn’t wear any face paint. A green zodiac sign-Virgo?-was painted on her carapace.

And Jean was draped in red: shirt, a cape, the gear symbol on his chest, and pajamas? And sunglasses, he wore sunglasses.  With the sunglasses on, Jean looked different. Before, he was a nerd and now, he was a nerd trying to look cool with sunglasses.

“Are you supposed to be a knight?” Reyes asked. He sat on the stool next to Jean, and order his usual.

“No, I’m not” Jean said, “And what are you? A knock off version of yourself? You are a smuggler.”

Gabriela and Nyx laughed. Reyes frowned, he didn’t intend to be here and the closet was lacking in tasteful costumes. 

“I’m not the one wearing pajamas,” he shot back.

That earned him a scowl. Nevertheless, Jean was handsome. Different from his “just-got-out-of-bed” look Reyes was accustomed to for months. He might not be a knight but the costume suited him-a knight in pajamas. His knight in soft…armour.

“So…” Reyes began, “what are you all supposed to be?”

Both twins glanced at each other, waiting who would explain what the fuck they were supposed to be. Other than themselves in colourful sleepwear. 

Finally, Jean broke the silence. “We’re uh characters from…a…”

“A classic novel!” Gabriela piped in. “One of Jean’s favourites.”

She winked at her twin. “In fact, everyone on the Tempest is dressed as characters from this…” She paused, covering her mouth to stifle a giggle. “Classic novel”

And it was true.  The human members of the Tempest Crew wore brightly coloured outfits similar to Gabriela and Jean’s. Each one had a different symbol on their outfits. Kosta he saw earlier. Their scientist now joined him on the dance floor. Her costume was a black dress with a white spiral on her chest. She wore a pair of glittering red shoes and…dog ears. 

Their engineer was playing poker at a table across from the bar. From under the table, Reyes noted that he wasn’t wearing any pants. Or he was but he didn’t consider tight spandex as pants. They were yellow like the rest of his outfit. 

Only Harper wore something different. She traded the colourful outfits for a sleek white dress and a pink scarf.

Meanwhile, the alien crew wore candy corn horns of various shapes. Some wore face paint, others didn’t. Yet they all wore similar costumes-a black costume, plain aside from a zodiac sign printed on their outfits.

Not only the Tempest crew, the club was filled with people dressed in similar costumes. A number of them were dressed as Jean’s character, he assumed. Some of them wore a different outfit from Jean’s knight costume.

The Halloween party had a theme. A theme Reyes missed due to his last minute decision to attend. A theme Jean didn’t tell him in advance nor asked him if he wanted to coordinate costumes.

Or this was a beloved novel Kadara loved. He wasn’t even aware Jean was into literature, or reading anything other than scientific documents.

The music in the club changed to an upbeat song. 

“I love this song!” Gabriela said, and she hopped off the bar stool, dragging Nyx with her to the dance floor.  

Now they were alone, Reyes asked. “So why didn’t you tell me before?”

“That we were coordinating costumes?”Jean quirked an eyebrow. “Thought you might not like it once you find out who you’re going as.”

“I’m not that difficult to please.”

“No seriously, if we were going to coordinate, you are going as him.” Jean tapped a key on his Omni tool. A holo of a grey skinned boy flashed from his Omni tool. The boy had candy corn horns and a black shirt with a zodiac sign the colour of his skin.

“I admit I don’t fancy covering myself in gray paint.” Reyes admitted. The paint would be hell to take off, and he had to return as the Charlatan the next day. “But I could wear the horns and the shirt.”

Jean laughed. “He’s not your type. Too angry.” He gestured at his costume. “This is more your type.”

“And I’m supposed to believe this is your type?” Reyes bumped his elbow into Jean’s arm. 

The song changed to a ballad, an old pop tune from the 21st century. The momentum slowed on the dance floor as patrons found a partner to dance with or retired to the bar.  Jean hopped off his stool. He bowed; his cape bounced when he lowered his upper body.

The gesture reminded Reyes of their dance in his private room.

“Want me to be your knight this evening?” Jean asked, offering his hand.

Reyes took it, and allowed Jean to lead him to the floor. “I thought you weren’t dressed as a knight.”

“He isn’t. But I can be one for you.”

A flush of heat burned in his cheeks. Reyes was glad the lights were dim so Jean didn’t see what he did to him.

Of course, Jean still couldn’t dance. Reyes was amazed he didn’t step on Reyes’ feet nor his cape in his poor attempt at leading him.  so Jean couldn’t see Of course, Jean still couldn’t dance. He was amazed Jean hadn’t stepped on Reyes’ feet nor his cape in his poor attempt at leading him.

They bumped into Gabriela and Nyx. Gabriela made a face at her brother who scrunched his face in return. She was about to make another gesture but Nyx whispered something in her ear. She blushed then Nyx led her away from the dance floor.

They were alone. Jean pulled him close until Reyes could leaned his head on Jean’s shoulder. Reyes missed this, missed being so close to him he felt his heartbeat on his chest. 

Tomorrow, they would part. And tomorrow, Reyes would look up at the stars and wonder if he would ever come back. 

Reyes pulled back, enough that he could look at his face. He slipped those stupid sunglasses off. They hid his eyes. 

When Jean didn’t complain, Reyes titled his head and pressed their lips together. Jean didn’t attempt to pull back, and say they were out in the open. He missed this, missed them too with the way his lips glided over his or how he wrapped his arms around him.

The song had ended when they broke, breathless and yearning for more. 

“Let’s get out of here.” Reyes linked their hands.

Jean nodded, squeezing his hand. 

“Yeah.”

[womenofcolor15]

2019 ESPY Awards: Twitter Hated Tracy Morgan's Monologue + The Wilsons Dished Marriage Secrets + The Wades Got Stylish

The 2019 ESPY Awards went down last night and Twitter was NOT feeling host Tracy Morgan. Meanwhile, The Wilsons and The Wades got cutesy on the red carpet. More inside...

  When it comes to ESPY Awards, it's kinda known for being a bit dry...and uneventful. However, when we learned comedian/actor Tracy Morgan would be hosting, there was a glimmer of hope that he would liven it up and bring the laughs.

Well, Twitter def wasn't feeling "The Last O.G." star's jokes during his opening monologue and they made sure to voice their opinions loud and clear. Last night just.wasn't.it.

Peep his opening below:

Here are some tweets bashing Tracy's hosting skills:

  That Tracy Morgan monologue.... #ESPYS pic.twitter.com/DBMBGrze06

— Sports It’s What We Do (@SportsWhatWeDo) July 11, 2019

    tracy morgan is bombing

— Clarence Hill Jr (@clarencehilljr) July 11, 2019

    First minute of Tracy Morgan and... pic.twitter.com/VfUv2A5Jsm

— ATXGator (@gatorglory09) July 11, 2019

    Me during that Tracy Morgan opening monologue pic.twitter.com/rTzcYKuLhO

— 305 Westbrook (@ScottieBPimpin) July 11, 2019

  Yikes.

Before hitting the stage to host, he posed it up alongside his wife Megan Wollover.

Power couple alert!

Seattle Seahawks quarterback Russell Wilson and his wife Ciara were tapped to present. And they made sure they represented on the red carpet. They got fresh in all black everything and looked GREAT.

CiCi slayed the hell out of this cut-out high slit gown. Werk!

As they made their way down the carpet, they stopped to chop it up with Entertainment Tonight where they dropped some marriage gems after recently celebrating their 3rd year wedding anniversary.

"I think the most important thing is, first of all, just loving one another, you know? For love, you'll do anything and you take care of one another," Wilson reflected. "And also communication."

"There's always a lot of highs, and there are lows, and everything else, but communication is everything," he added. "And I think when you're able to do that and take care of your kids, it's a lot of fun."

The couple was tapped to present the Jimmy V Award for Perseverance to Rob Mendez, a high school football coach without arms or legs who led his team to the league championship game in his first year as head coach and inspired millions more with his determination and “who says I can’t” attitude.

Peep their ESPN interview below:

  Speaking of couples...

Retired NBA star Dwyane Wade (who won the Best Moment Award) and his wife Gabrielle Union served up high fashion when they pulled up on the carpet.

The "Being Mary Jane" actress showed off her killer legs in a mini Raisa Vanessa dress that featured a plunging neckline.

            View this post on Instagram

                  A Mood. See also: Bedazzled cocktail drink purse.

A post shared by Gabrielle Union-Wade (@gabunion) on Jul 11, 2019 at 8:52am PDT

  Cleveland Browns wide receiver Odell Beckham got rid of his signature blond mowhawk for a low cut caesar. We're feelin' the cut! He rocked a khaki colored Prada ensemble for the event.

Gabby and Odell presented the evening's first award to NFL Rookie of the Year Saquon Barkley, who was named Best Breakthrough Athlete.

After dancing battling Tiffany Haddish at Kevin Hart's 40th Birthday Bash, R&B singer Usher rolled up to the ESPYs in THIS outfit...

He presented the Pat Tillman Award for Service to U.S. Marine Sgt. Kirstie Ennis, who was injured on a tour in Afghanistan and has since dedicated her life to providing education and opportunity in the outdoors through the Kirstie Ennis Foundation.

Migos rappers were dapper in their tailored suits by Stitched Tailors Agency.

Quavo, Takeoff and Offset presented the award for Best Record-Breaking Performance to New Orleans Saints quarterback Drew Brees.

NBA star Dwight Howard rocked a pink tailored suit and white sneakers on the carpet.

The power forward/center - who underwent back surgery last year - was traded to the Memphis Grizzlies from the Washington Wizards last week. It's reported he will likely be waived in the near future. Damn.

Boxing legend 'Sugar' Shane Mosley stepped out for the awards festivities.

Track and field athlete/new mom Allyson Felix WOWED in a neon two-piece on the carpet! She chopped it up with ESPN about tennis superstar Serena Williams:

The U.S Women's Soccer Team continued their winning streak at the ESPYs. After winning the World Cup, they nabbed the night’s biggest award - Best Team! Congrats!

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[sake-and-whiskey]

Who do I need to bribe to get some sugar daddy yakuza lord Hanzo dealing with young bratty Jesse? Would you by chance know someone who can help me? Or maybe some art/fic recs?

This got way out of hand so I hope you’re happy.”Show Me You Earned It”Rated MRead on AO3 HERE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hanzo never regretted his investments, but sometimes they tried his patience. This was one of those times. 

He sat, poised and still as a statue, in a dark leather chair centered behind his large sprawling desk, a king at his throne. Two body guards in sunglasses and finely pressed black suits stood on either side of him, arms folded sternly, just as motionless as he was. His office was modern and tasteful, huge windows behind him showing off the open expanse of Hanamura at night, bright neon lights glittering many stories down, the best pent house money could buy. Everything in his office was egregiously expensive, from the fine marble statues  on the book shelves to the modern paintings hanging on the walls, to the granite flooring. Hanzo Shimada was a practiced business man, a veteran in trade deals, and a dangerous mob boss. His crime syndicate was one of the most profitable in the world, and he had the means to show it off. Yes, everything he surrounded himself with was expensive, and he would have nothing less.

That included the young man who was seated on the other side of the desk, leaning forward across the polished wood to purr at the Yakuza leader. Jesse McCree. He was a young man, muscled and strong, but not too big and not too small. His skin was dark, as were his eyes, and the long hair he kept smooth and glossy that nearly touched his shoulders. A smattering of freckles was dusted across his nose, a side effect of time spent in the sun. He was well dressed, clothing expensive as the rest of the room’s interior, designer names and gold accents. Hanzo remembered the first time he had seen him, nearly a year ago, at a party hosted by one of his suppliers. Jesse had been an exchange student visiting from the states, trying to make the most of his time over seas by spending it making connections rather than studying. He had been daring then, a young buck hunting out a silver fox, seeking out the challenge of bedding an older man, and Hanzo had been just as eager to indulge in the American. They had both been surprised with how wonderfully they fit together, how pleasurable that one night stand was, and the Shimada found he couldn’t have enough of the boy. As such, he paid for him to continue his education in Hanamura, and financed him in his day to day life. It was an even trade off, all things considered. Jesse was getting to live in Japan free of charge, all his schooling paid for, and in exchange, Hanzo could call on him any time and ask for anything and everything. The boy was his, and he knew it. But as the months had passed, the boy had gotten cockier, and pushed the boundaries of Hanzo’s generosity.

  Jesse spoke in Japanese that was marred by a heavy Southern drawl, though it fit him wonderfully. He was a beautiful boy, and he knew it. At 20 years old, he was using his pretty looks and cunning intelligence to get himself ahead in life, and that was a trait Hanzo admired most of the time, but at the moment, was an annoyance. Had he not been so pretty, Hanzo would have been inclined to shoo him out of his office and be done with it. He had canceled a meeting with another clan’s representative because the boy had called him, insisting it was urgent. 

That had not been the case.

“I just need a few thousand more, Han, I mean it, then I don’t need any more,” Jesse said smoothly, flipping his hand as though he was not asking for anything out of the ordinary.

Hanzo grunted, pinching the bridge of his nose between two fingers in exasperation. “I already gave you your allowance for this month, did I not?”

“I need more than that, sir, the boots I want are nearly $500 since they’re actual handmade calf leather, and I still have to buy a new suit for the formal on Friday. Plus, Gabbi and Jacki are getting waxed tomorrow and I need to go with them or I’m going to be the only one who-”Hanzo held up a hand, shaking his head. “I can’t keep giving you bonuses on your allowance if you aren’t going to work for them. Your grades are slipping because of the time you’ve been spending with those idiots, and that is not what I support you for. You know the rules of our agreement, and anything less than straight A’s is not good enough. You aren’t stupid, Jesse, you don’t get to slack off just because your moronic friends do. If you don’t earn your allowance in the first place, why should I give you a bonus?”McCree frowned, reaching forward to run his fingers across the back of Hanzo’s hand. “Let me earn it, sir, you know I can. I’ll work harder on my grades, but let me show you I deserve it.”Hanzo said nothing for a moment, eyeing up the boy across from him. He knew his game, and Jesse knew that he knew, but neither of them cared. It was the act that made the reward that much sweeter, so they both played along. So Hanzo tilted his head, and said in a low rough voice. “Show me then.”McCree’s face lit up, and he nodded quickly, rising to his feet. Hanzo pushed his chair back from the desk as Jesse walked behind his desk, dropping to his knees as the older man spread his legs. His eyes glittered with excitement as his fingers worked on Hanzo’s belt, toying with the buckle and the zipper of his pants until he got them open. He flashed a sultry look up at the Shimada as he pulled his prize free, Hanzo’s member half hard in his hands already. Hanzo said nothing as his eyes locked with the boys, letting a hand slip into his hair. Jesse broke their electric gaze to close his eyes, setting to work. 

There was a reason Hanzo kept Jesse around despite his constant pestering for money or affection, and this was it. Sure, Hanzo had begun to fall for the charming and intelligent young man who had dared challenge him. But the real reason he paid to keep McCree in Hanamura was this. The boy used his tongue skillfully, hands assisting as he worked the Yakuza leader. His cheeks collapsed inward as he sucked and licked along every inch of Hanzo’s length, tentative at first, teasing, before becoming deeper and more feverish. Hanzo made no noise, instead using his handful of Jesse’s hair to roughly guide him along his member, forcing himself deeper and deeper into the boys throat. He didn’t have the patience for his slow methodical teasing today;  He needed this, needed to use the boy to get off and then to get back to work. He had a set amount of time before his next meeting, and he intended to use it to make a point.His grip on Jesse’s hair tightened, other hand sliding to grip the back of his head as he forced him down on his cock, forcefully fucking his face. McCree gave a strangled yelp of protest, hands flying from Hanzo’s length to grip the inside of the older man’s thighs, trying to get some sort of support to push back, to try and get off, but Hanzo would not be overcome. He continued to roughly fuck Jesse’s mouth, lewd slurping and moaning noises echoing off the granite flooring. The two guards on either side of the desk didn’t move, wayward eyes hidden behind their dark sunglasses, and were forgotten to the Yakuza boss and the young man choking on his cock. Hanzo bit back a moan of pleasure, not wanting to give Jesse the satisfaction of knowing just how good he was making him feel. 

Finally, when white spots began to dance on the corners of his vision and Jesse was sure he was going to suffocate, Hanzo pulled him back, a loud and filthy sounding slurp leaving the boy’s throat as he was finally freed. McCree coughed hard, sucking in a breath of air and gasping to breath, lungs on fire. Hanzo paid it no mind, dragging him forward by his hair to smear his spit covered cock across his face, saliva and precum leaving thick streaks across the boy’s cheeks and chin, though his hair, all over. Jesse didn’t have the energy to fight it, brain screaming, tongue lolling out of his mouth. “I spoil you,” Hanzo growled, a dark smile playing at his lips as he watched the boy go slightly limp in his grip,  tongue searching out the cock that was rubbing against his face. “I spoil you absolutely rotten and you dare ask for more with out showing me your earned it. I aught to fuck you against the window again so the whole city can see how bad you are, but I’ll spare you that this time. Now make me finish and show me that you earned it, and perhaps I’ll consider giving you what you asked.”Jesse gave a weak noise in response that Hanzo was sure was meant to be words, but were lost in translation. Regardless, the boy lifted his head, opening his mouth wide so Hanzo could slip into the warm wet folds of his lips. The boy worked with purpose, one hand curling around his base, the other gripping his thigh to steady himself. Hanzo continued to lead him by his hair, guiding himself deeper and deeper until the boy was swallowing his length entirely, throat throbbing as it closed around part of his member. McCree moaned when his nose touched Hanzo’s pelvis, the low vibrations shooting through the man’s cock and setting his nerves on fire, too much, so much. 

Hanzo closed his eyes then, both hands tangling in McCree’s hair as he fucked into his mouth again, picking up speed. Jesse grunted and moaned with each thrust, saliva dribbling out down his chin as he looked up at Hanzo, eyes full of need and adoration. Hanzo was close, and they both knew it. His thrusts were hard and maddeningly quick, pounding into the back of Jesse’s throat, hard enough to make tears well up in the boy’s eyes and spill down his cheeks. Finally, when Hanzo could feel himself teetering on the edge, he opened his eyes and looked down at the boy. His lips were stretched around his cock, cheeks collapsed and shining with tears, eyes glazed over and far away as they locked on his, and saliva dripped down his chin and onto his nice dress pants. He was an absolute mess, the beautiful boy who had only five minutes ago been poised across from him, all cockiness and confidence, reduced to tears and moans. 

It was that that sent Hanzo over the edge, breaking at once. He forced Jesse down on his length hard, sheathing himself in McCree as he came, a strangled groan escaping his lips as he poured himself down his throat. Jesse moaned softly as he struggled to swallow it all, to not waste any of what he was given. They stayed that was as Hanzo emptied himself in the boy’s mouth, before he slowly pulled him off, breathing shallow. A single line of cum dripped from Jesse’s lips, and Hanzo leaned forward, wiping it away with his thumb. Jesse opened his mouth instinctively, tongue out, and Hanzo smiled, running his thumb down the flat of his tongue, letting him lick the last drop away. Despite all his attitude and brattiness, Hanzo had trained him well, and he knew how to earn what he wanted.“That’s a good boy,” He said softly, running his hand down the boy’s cheek, smiling encouragingly. “That’s my beautiful good boy.” McCree looked up at him, eyes warm, content. There it was again, that understanding between the both of them, that knowledge that their feelings were growing and would need to be addressed at some point.

 But not now. Hanzo had a meeting coming up soon, and didn’t have time to be distracted by something so trivial as feelings.  So instead he pulled his hand away, leaning back in his chair, and the boy leaned forward, zipping his pants back up and refastening his belt buckle before shakily rising to his feet. 

“I’ll have the car pulled around for you downstairs,” Hanzo said, and Jesse nodded, trying and failing miserably to slick down his horrifically tangled hair. “Will you be at home tonight?” Jesse asked softly as he straightened up his collar, trying to rub off the drying saliva on his coat. “We’ll see,” was Hanzo’s only reply, turning back to the paper work on his desk and picking up his phone as he started to dial a number. Jesse nodded, turning away and heading towards the door. “Oh, and Jesse?” Hanzo added, and the boy turned, raising an eyebrow curiously. “I’ll wire that bonus into your account. You earned it.”

[jumarxie]

“What if, in another universe, I deserve you? Hear me out. There’s this philosopher from the 1890s named William James, and he coined this theory about “the multiverse” which suggests that a hypothetical set of multiple universes comprises everything that can possibly exist simultaneously. Are you following? The entirety of space, time, matter and energy is all happening at once in different timelines: It’s the idea of parallel universes. Right? So okay, let’s presume the multiverse is real. Well then, maybe somewhere in those infinite universes is one, or several, where I deserve you. Maybe there’s a universe out there — happening now — where we end up together and when I close my eyes at night, I’m not dreaming the way a normal person would. Instead I’m seeing flashes of our lives in the multiverse. They’re not simple dreams because I miss you, right? They’re scientific, anachronistic visions. For instance: In this universe, I don’t want a family, but maybe in another, I’m more of the type to settle down. Maybe there’s a universe where you hold my hand while I give birth to our daughter in a white hospital room with pink flowers and fuzzy teddy bears on the window sill. Where we take family vacations and pose for dorky pictures in our neon bathing suits on the sands of a Florida beach. Where we curl up to watch a cheesy movie at the end of a long day in our big, green, suburban house once the kids have fallen asleep. Maybe there’s a universe where we are middle-aged and taking our child to college and bickering over where to put her dresser or what posters she should hang up. Where you kiss her on the forehead ‘goodbye’ and we drive home in contented, proud silence, your fingers grazing my knuckles, our wedding rings glistening. Where we both have gray hair and we laugh and smile and hug and drink lemonade on the porch. Maybe there’s a universe where that’s the life I want. Where I don’t second guess everything and I’m not afraid of commitment and of the future and of love. Maybe there’s a universe without all the noise in my head and the pride that makes me so fiercely independent and the coldness in my heart that I can turn on and off like a security fence. Maybe there’s a universe where I’m the right person for you. Where I adore every nice thing you did for me without starting to resent you. A universe where you actually end up with someone who appreciates you. Where no one becomes a doormat. Where both of us can shed our baggage and curiosity and issues. A universe where we’re happy — without wondering if that happiness is some messed-up Jenga game ready to topple at the slightest quiver. A universe where we’re comfortable and sure, and we have cats. Maybe there’s a universe where we fall asleep next to each other every night like spoons, like two innocent bunnies — my face buried in your neck, hugging your warmth — and we both don’t want anything or anybody else. Where we don’t want more, we just want each other. Maybe there’s a universe where I don’t covet so much all the time and where I’m content and where I don’t wonder about picking up and moving to Japan without saying anything to anyone and where at this very juncture, I can just know I’ll always want to come home and cook dinner with you. If you think of it all this way, then it’s like neither of us did anything wrong. You just found me in the wrong universe. That’s all. This is, as they say, the darkest timeline. Everywhere else, nay, “everywhen” else — us in the Civil War, us in Ancient Egypt, us in the swinging ’60s — we are happy. If this theory holds, well, by the law of averages, there had to be one universe — just this one — where we don’t end up together. Here and now just happens to be it. If you think of it this way, nothing is our fault. So see, that explains everything. We’re not together anymore because of the multiverse. Well, isn’t that comforting? If you’re sad, do like I do and just think of the other ‘verses. The ones where I believe in love and where I never feel the need to kamikaze relationships. A universe where we can have nice things. It’s helpful, right? Because you could have loved me forever. And maybe in another universe, I let you.” -- "Maybe in Another Universe, I Deserve You" by Gabby Dunn