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queenladyknight · 4 years ago

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Queen of the South

Chapter 1: Dealing With it

Naomi POV

Texas. The Lone Star State. But to you, it's always been home. You owned 150 acres of land to fill with your heart's content. You chose to follow in your grandfather's footsteps in owning a farm. You had 25 milk cows, three pigs, two Appaloosa horses, and an Australian Sheppard named, Bear.

Your farm was your life. You took pleasure in making sure it was taken care of. This farm allowed you to be free when for most of your life, you've been caged away. Hollywood Acres ( what you named it), made you almost forget your life before. Almost.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" The alarm woke you from your peaceful slumber. You sat up n bed rubbing your eyes. You glanced at the clock while getting out of bed. It read 6:30 am. "I have plenty of time," you thought out loud.

Today was a special day. Your dear sister would be visiting for a few days. She lived all the way in New York, and you had not seen her in a few months. You wanted to make sure everything was in tip-top shape for her arrival.

You stepped out of bed and began getting ready for the day. Bear was running around your bedroom, exited. He seemed to know that today was important. You pulled on a plaid shirt and overtop you put on a pair of short jean overalls. As you got dressed, Bear sat on your bead watching intently. You loved Bear with all your heart. He had been there for you through thick and thin, unlike a lot of people.

You walked out of your bedroom, with Bear at your heels, downstairs to the kitchen. Your farmhouse was too big, but you loved it anyway. It was meant for a family, not just one person and a dog. As you make breakfast, you think about how your grandmother would remark about how this house should be filled with the laughter of little children. She wanted to have grandbabies before she passed, but that was one of the many things I failed to do.

The eggs sizzled in the pan as you poked it with your fork. You had bacon in the oven for you and Bear, his favorite treat. Bear ate and acted as a human most of the time. He barely ate his dog food and had a place at the table.

I put some scrambled eggs and bacon on two small plates. I put one plate in front of Bear and grabbed a fork for myself. "Dig in, Bear." As soon as the command left your mouth, Bear started going to town on the bacon. You laughed and started eating yourself.

Third Person POV

"This is going to be great, you know that?" Tony asked Pepper. The couple was in Tony's lab in Avengers Tower, looking over remodeling plans. Pepper lowered her head on Tony's shoulder while swirling her flute of champagne. "I know it will be amazing, honey," she replied while kissing his cheek. Tony smiled and leaned over the table of plans.

After the Battle of New York, Tony had been emersed in trying to make the Tower better and making new suits. This had not gone unnoticed by Pepper. She was seeing him less and less, and she was worried. Pepper walked to the other side of the table and began her lecture.

"You know Tony, you haven't been getting much sleep lately. And you think I haven't noticed." She paused for a second to make sure Tony was listening. He was too lost in his papers to pay attention. "Tony! This is serious you need to listen!"

With the shout of his name, Tony stood up straight and remarked, "Pepper, hun, don't shout I'm right here." He reached out his arms playfully to go hug Pepper, but she smacked his arm away. "Tony, you think this is a joke, but it's not. You really need to take a break," Pepper scolded.

She walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows and gazed out. Tony frowned and walked towards her. He had been avoiding this talk for some time, but she was right. He had not been getting any sleep. Nightmares invaded his rest and were unbearable. Smothering himself in his work allowed him to take his mind off what troubled him.

"Pepper, you know you don't have to worry about me. I'm fine," Tony said. He wrapped his arms around Pepper and laid his head on her shoulder. Pepper sighed and replied, " If you say so, Tony, but I'm here for you if you want to talk."

Tony let go of her and walked to the bar. He poured himself some whiskey and walked back to Pepper. " I know Pep, but speaking of break. I think that's a good idea." Pepper nodded and he kept going. " We should go somewhere like Paris or Australia."

"Paris sounds fun, you set it up and I'll go, but for right now," Pepper planted a kiss on Tony's head, " I'm going to fly Stark Headquarters. I'll be gone for a few days." Tony grabbed Pepper's hand as she began to walk out.

" You know how much I love you right?" he asked. Pepper turned toward him and smiled, " You love me to the moon and back."

Naomi's POV

"In other news, the price of gas has gone up significantly in the past few weeks." The news reporter babbled on and on about the gas, while you cooked. You knew your sister was going to be really hungry, so you had to cook a feast.

Cooking one of the other things that gave you joy. It was comforting and peaceful, well usually. Bear was making a lot of racket with his squeaky toy. Bear was sitting in front of the TV, knawing on his toy.

You flipped the pork chops over in the cast iron pan. They sizzled and filled the kitchen with its delicious scent. You wanted to impress your sister with your cooking. You had not seen her in forever and wanted to prove that you were doing something with your life.

As you hovered over the food, the TV caught your attention. "It has been officially a full month since the Battle of New York. With the help of Tony Stark, New York has been slowly picking up the pieces, but it won't look the same. Let's hear more from our New York correspondent, Tina Lakes. Tina, what are you hearing from officials?"

You quickly picked up the remote and turned the channel. The Battle of New York brought up too many things that you weren't ready to deal with yet. Even though you had not been a part of it, seeing the destruction and the fight brought forth many bad memories. You stared at the TV in thought, not realizing the pork chops were getting burned.

"Ruff! Ruff!" Bear barked twice to snap me out of it. I swung around and ran towards the stove. "Shit!" The chops were burnt and inedible. I threw them out and started over. So much for proving myself.

3 hours later

You had finally finished. You had a good-looking dinner prepared. Pork chops, green beans, mashed potatoes, rice, rolls, and a coconut pie. You expected your sister to be here any minute. You walked over to the mirror hanging on the wall. You had fixed your hair in a high ponytail and had changed out of your overalls and into a forest green sundress.

You knew green was your sister's favorite color and you so happened to look good in it. You twirled in the mirror and faced Bear. "How do I look Bear, honey?" Bear barked in response, putting a smile on your face. Just then you heard a knock at the front door. "Coming!" You ran and opened the door with a blazing grin.

"Naomi! How are you!?" You opened the door wider and lept into her arms. "I'm doing good, Alex. Come on in!" You broke the hug and ushered her inside. You and Alex walked into the kitchen. " I like what you've done with the place," Alex remarked looking around the home.

"Thanks! Ready for dinner?" you asked, but you already knew the answer. " I'm super hungry, that plane ride has given me an appetite!" You both laughed and you got out the food. You finished putting the food on the table and sat opposite Alex.

" You made a feast, Naomi!" I grinned and called for Bear. "Bear, honey, it's time to eat!" Bear jumped up and landed in his chair at the table. " Let's dig in!" exclaimed Alex. We all started to devour our food.

"So tell me, Alex, how have you been?" You talked to your sister on the phone once in a while but you really didn't know much. Ever since grandma died we've drifted farther apart.

" I've been well, I recently started a new job and it's been going well. Jason wished he could be with me right now, but he has other responsibilities." You nodded as she kept going about her life. That's one thing you did not miss about your sister, she was a talker.

"Enough about me, what have you been doing?" Alex questioned. You swallowed down some mashed potatoes and responded, " Nothing much, just tending to my farm and hanging out with Bear." You nodded to yourself, pleased with your answer, but Alex was not.

"Naomi, you need to get around more. You can't stay cooped up in this house every day," Alex said. I stopped eating and responded, " Taking care of the farm is a big job, Alex. And I don't have any help. This takes up most of my time. Besides," you reached over to pet Bear, " Bear has been here with me."

Alex scoffed and looked at you straight in the eye. She had striking honey golden eyes. It was like she was piercing into my soul. " I'm going to give it to you bluntly. You haven't been the same since grandma died and you know it. Acting as though nothing happened and running away isn't going to help. You literally ran away from all of us to this place." Alex gestured to the house around her.

You looked down at your food in shame. She was right. You had run away from your problems thinking that getting away would be the answer, but in reality, it only made it worse.

" I'm sorry, Alex. After grandma's funeral, I couldn't do it anymore. I had lost too many people. I didn't realize how it might have affected everyone else." You looked up to see Alex holding back tears.

" We were so worried about you Naomi. We didn't know how to help because wouldn't tell us anything. After you left the Army, you changed a lot, like you went through something."

You looked in your food once again, not wanting to break down in front of Alex. That was a tough subject to talk about. What you went through was traumatic and changed your life drastically.

" I did go through something, Alex, and I'm sorry." Alex nodded and smiled again, " How about we change the subject a little?" You agreed and spent the rest of the evening chatting and eating.

#the avengers #mcu #marvel #the south #iron man #tony stank #steve rogers #natahsa romanoff #bruce banner #thor

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snakeeater17 · 4 years ago

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hi here are my thoughts as I listened through evermore for the first time. some people record themselves, some people just listen through, and I just write all my thoughts. enjoy :)

willow — immediate speak now vibes !!!!! also so fucking catchy W O W… the bridge !!!!!! “I come back stronger than a 90’s trend” yes you do ms swift yes you do.

champagne problems — NEW YEARS DAY IMMEDIATELY STOP THE PIANO I AM CRYING. her voice…. wow. “You had a speech, you’re speechless, love slipped beyond your reaches” ...”I was never ready so I watch you go” i literally have no words holy shit this was beautiful and I loved it

gold rush — J A C K. “I call you out on your contrarian shit,” !!!! 1989 meets folklore. mirrorball of evermore.

’tis the damn season — the BASS !!! “The road not taken looks real good now,” the ultimate hallmark type movie where the main character comes back to the small town and sees the one person who is the only person who has ever understood them but they are too scared to love so they allow it to happen just for the weekend, because hey, we could all use one weekend. “And wonder about the only soul who can tell which smiles I'm fakin’” ….my heart

tolerate it — that piano is familiar as fuck? …I have no words. my tears ricochet is her most heartbreaking song but this…holy shit this is a new heartbreak this is a dagger to the heart, heartbreak

no body, no crime — HAIM!!!!! Ummm HELLO goodbye earl by dixie chicks but make it Taylor and Haim. I LOVE THIS. Where’s the tv show/film/music video, give it to me nOW. country tay is alive and well. the whisper of “died” whqjehq

happiness — this is a very powerful song. Gatsby reference “beautiful fool” ? !!! I fucking love how she attempts to belittle the woman who comes after her as that’s a normal coping mechanism in our society for women but she quickly takes it back knowing it’s not the other woman’s fault. “no one teaches you what to do when a good man hurts you.” Another Gatsby reference !!!

dorothea — title alone gives me Lumineers vibes, aaaaand yep sounds like it too :) the “ooh’s” give me life !!! “Ooh, from you I’d buy anything.”

coney island — NATIONAL !!!! I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE. Also a song about New York? Yes pls. MATT FUCK ME UP BRO. “But when I walked up to the podium I think that I forgot to say your name” could be Calvin reference?? ….”sorry for not making you my centerfold”

ivy — “Oh, goddamn, my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand” ummmm this song? I am not mature enough to understand LOL

cowboy like me — Tim McGraw vibes !! Also omg MARCUS MUMFORD SIR !! The B R I D G E… “locked..it..down..” country Taylor girl I see you.

long story short — this beat uhhhh yes. very strong national vibes. going off getaway car??? “Long story short, it was the wrong guy…now I’m all about you.” peace reference :’) wonderland reference :’) hoax reference :’) girl has been through it but long story short she sur-vi-ived.

marjorie — “never be so polite you forget your power, never wield such power you forget to be polite.” my heart ….. “I should’ve asked you questions, I should’ve asked you how to be.”

closure — MY MOUTH DROPPED WOW I LOVED THE INTRO. “I’m fine with my spite, and my tears, and my beers and my candles…” YES !!! main character doesn’t need the closure, it’s unnecessary and fake.

evermore — the piano…I’m not ready. I’m not ready. I’m not ready. “Hey December…” JUSTIN COMING IN. ummmm. Is this what heaven sounds like? justin’s part was SO FUCKING GENIUS. The beat change? Signaling what depression/mental illness feels like? It’s all slow and then bOOM ALL AT ONCE, and then slows back down…”whether weather be the frost” EHFWKJHREKJ

final thoughts: ...I still am processing. I — I just wow. she never misses. she never disappoints. I’m sure I missed little clues and references which I cannot wait to discover later on but for now, I’m just going to sit in awe of her mind. T, I say it every time but you kill it every.single.time and I truly hope you sit back and enjoy what you’ve created here. simply put, evermore is folklores big sister and I’m here for it.

#taylor swift #evermore #taylor nation

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eye-raq · 6 years ago

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Let’s Unwind

Adonis x Bianca

Summary: Adonis and Bianca haven’t experienced any time to themselves lately because of their busy schedules. But tonight is the night for them to unwind with drinks, food, and good sex.

This was a fic request! I hope it’s just as fluffy as the person wanted it to be.

“Hey, Adonis?”

Bianca walked into their wide open living room, Adonis seated on the couch in front of their 86” LED Smart TV, watching Sports Illustrated. They were discussing the big fight he had just two days ago, the one where he came out on top, yet again. They all celebrated as a group with his team and his family. Rocky couldn’t make it, but he gave his congratulations and promised to visit soon.

Bianca held a sleeping Amara as she tucked herself in a comfortable spot on the couch. Amara cooed, stirring in her sleep before gripping one of Bianca’s fingers tightly, causing Bianca to smile before looking up at her husband.

“Donnie?”

“Yeah.” He turns down the TV, giving B his undivided attention now.

“I’ve been thinking.”

Adonis blinked twice before raising his brows in question.

“Thinking what B?”

“Well, we’ve both been pretty tied up with work and I’ve been thinking that we should make it a priority to do husband and wife things.”

Adonis chuckles.

“We don’t do that shit now?” He had a confused expression that made B want to mush his face.

“Married couples don’t just come home late at night from studio sessions or work out sessions to take separate showers and get in a quickie.” She says with sarcasm.

“So what you saying, that’s all we are?” He points an accusatory finger between them both.

“Stop it, D. What I’m saying is I want us to be more romantic. Let’s go on Friday night dinner dates, have picnics on the hood of your car, pop up at each other's work places with gifts or small talk, have risky sex, have family dinner, TRAVEL THE WORLD. Anything…”

Bianca has Adonis’s attention now, causing him to flick the TV off on a scene of him K.O.’ing a famous Mexican boxer.

“I’m listening B. I want all those things too, I want to keep our relationship romantic, fun, passionate, all that.” He was having trouble expressing himself. Bianca grips his hand, running a thumb over the scarring on his knuckles.

“Since we are both on the same page, why don’t you get dressed in something nice and make us a dinner reservation.” Adonis gives her a half smirk, before gripping her chin to kiss her soft lips. He loved the little humming sounds that escaped her mouth each time he would kiss her, her soft delicate hands running over his face, the rings on her fingers adding temperature to his skin that caused him to shiver pleasantly.

“I called your mom, and she said she would be more than happy to take Amara for the night while we enjoy ourselves. She said she’s a phone call away when we need time alone.”

Both Adonis and Bianca stared down at their sleeping beauty, Adonis leaning in to kiss her tiny feet causing Bianca to smile. Finally lifted from the couch, Bianca places Amara in her crib to get ready, while Adonis went to take a quick shower. He figured B would want to do a fancy steak house dinner, so he booked a reservation at The Capital Grille. Bianca wanted them both to dress nice for the occasion, so Adonis put on a tailored suit of his in a navy blue color with gold cufflinks and a white dress shirt underneath, not completely buttoned. He sat on his bed to tie up the laces on his dress shoes, watching his woman at her vanity applying some makeup. She went for a red lip, using the Fenty Beauty Stunna Lip Paint, her eyes smokey to bring out the big brown irises she had, her hair pressed straight, the strands clinging to the beautiful creamy skin of her back. She had on a backless black cocktail dress with a slit on the side to give a teasing view of her killer legs. Her feet were covered in Saint Laurent heels.

Adonis couldn’t wait to get back to their place so he could properly dissect his women with his tongue, and stroke her surface with his fingers. Bianca caught him staring, a goofy grin on her face.

“You like what you see?”

“Hell yeah, you lucky we have dinner first because I’d rather skip that and eat you.”

“So you’re a cannibal now?”

They both shared a laugh.

“Hurry up beautiful so we can drop Amara off.”

Bianca put on her last Tiffany diamond earring before grabbing her black clutch, smoothing her dress over her hips.

“Okay, so I think I have everything Amara needs. Her bottle cleaner, I packed extra breast milk just in case, her favorite pacifier, those new booties that keeps her feet warm, extra pampers…”

“Babe. It’s cool, aight? My mom will be fine she can handle it B.” Bianca squeezes her eyes shut, letting out a nervous laugh.

“Okay...I’m overreacting. You ready?”

“You look so damn sexy tonight.”

Adonis drinks from the bottle of Champagne sitting on ice, watching Bianca sip her wine in a sexy manner, her eyes low and fluttery.

“You look just as good yourself Mr. Creed.” She pulls out a tiny mirror to check her lips, smacking them together.

“Keep doing that to your lips they’ll be staining this dick in a minute.”

Bianca couldn’t lie, she wanted Adonis to do the things he talked big about, but her stomach rumbled and she needed some food.

“Let me eat first I’m STARVING.”

Right on cue, the waiter comes over with their tray of food. Bianca ordered a prime rib with Parmesan cheese crust, creamed spinach, and a baked sweet potato with brown sugar maple glaze and butter. Adonis had a ribeye with caramelized mushrooms and onions, garlic butter mashed potatoes, and roasted broccoli with green peppers and onions. It was tender, savory, and juicy, each bite getting better than the last. Both of them could eat, and that’s all they did too, Bianca getting thicker all over. Donnie definitely took notice when she would walk out of the bathroom in her naked glory, rubbing herself down with her homemade whipped body butter. The voice inside his head begged him to calm the heat that began to brew deep within his skin, deciding on ignoring the erection that attempted to grow and ask his women about her music.

“Tell me about the studio sessions lately, how have they been going for you?” Bianca removed her napkin from her lap, dabbing her mouth delicately, before clearing her throat to speak.

“I’m not gonna lie, I may have hit a snag.” Bianca finally spoke with a sound of defeat in her tone.

“A snag? Where exactly?” Adonis ran his tongue over his teeth, his eyes focused on his women as her shoulders slouched, reaching to pour a generous amount of champagne into her glass.

“Well...for one I haven’t had the motivation. Every time I feel like I have a lyric, just a SPARK, something, it just falls flat.” Her silky tresses from the right side of her face slipped over her shoulder, causing her to stroke it back, exposing her creamy skin over her protruding clavicles.

“I’ve been thinking about Amara a lot lately, and the hearing tests, the pressure from everyone expecting more from me now that I’ve given them this gift, my music.” She lets out a breath that sounded strained.

“B. This is what I want you to do.”

Adonis took her hand in his, rubbing the surface with his thumb.

“When you walk in that studio, I want you to close those beautiful eyes of yours. Then, I want you to do what I see you do at home, just hum to yourself. Let that pretty little hum coarse through you like it’s awakening you. Stay still, and let the melody, whichever melody you decide to create, let it cloud your brain and let it get you into the zone.”

Adonis watched the downcast of her eyes, reaching across the table with his other hand to grip her chin softly, lifting her head, and making her look him in the eyes.

“Hey, like you always tell me before a fight, YOU GOT THIS. My girl did not get a record deal and become internet famous in less than a year for nothing.” Adonis playfully jabbed her chin, causing her to perk up more, taking that same hand to kiss it, leaving a matte red lip stain along his almond skin.

“You are the epitome of a man. I don’t know where I would be if I didn’t have you.” Adonis gives her a soft smile, a light chuckle escaping his throat.

“I should say that about you, girl. You and Mara, and my mom are the light in my life. After the entire Drago thing, I’ve grown and… I needed that.”

Bianca’s bright smile could have swoon the entire restaurant, her hand bashfully coming up to cover her face, her eyes on Adonis unwavering.

“You are something, you beautiful human.” She loved the allure in his eyes, she loved the way he softly smiled at her like she was the only one in that room. She loved how his fingers would caress her hand gently and without pause, making her woozy.

“Adonis Creed?”

Adonis’ eyes looked up and over at a young man who looked to be about 18 years of age, an excited gleam in his eyes and a broad smile.

“Yeah, how you doing man.” Adonis put his hand out to shake the teenage boys, watching as he reluctantly shook his hand with a nervous gleam in his eyes.

“I recognized you from my graduation dinner party and I figured why not take a chance and say hi.” The young boy reminded Adonis of himself when he was 18.

“Not a problem bro, you box?”

“Yeah! I’ve been doing it since I was 7.”

“You love it? Like enough to want to pursue it?”

The boy nodded his head rapidly, causing Bianca to laugh lightly.

“That’s wassup, what’s your name?”

“Calvin.” He stuttered.

“Listen, Calvin.” Adonis pulled out his phone, handing it over to the boy.

“Why don’t you put your cell number in there, and I’ll contact you about private boxing sessions with me, hows that sound to you?” Bianca looked at Adonis as if he were something to cherish as if he were a piece of heaven.

“For real?! MAN of course definitely. I would really appreciate that.” Calvin couldn’t stop giving his thanks, his smile still plastered and his head shaking back and forth in astonishment.

After he entered his number, Calvin said his final goodbyes to Bianca and Adonis, retiring to his family with more pep in his step.

Adonis took a sip from his glass, eyes gazing out into the street of LA, watching people cruise by and the palm trees sway. He could feel the eyes of his wife on him then, so he looked up to find Bianca with glossy eyes and a genuine smile on her lips.

“That was really fucking nice of you D.” She wiped at her eye quick, grabbing both of his hands.

“Thanks, baby, I saw something in him that reminded me of how I was. And plus, I love seeing young black boys involved in other things besides what’s happening on the block.”

Not wanting to let their food go to waste, the both of them continued to eat, silence hanging between them as the silverware clashed with the plates of food. Nothing needed to be said, just his presence was enough for Bianca and the same for Adonis. Peeking at each other, and the bare skin of Bianca’s leg rubbing against Adonis was just enough to spark heat.

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Her body stood in front of the ceiling to floor mirrors of their luxury loft, her hand pressed to the glass as one of her new singles, Midnight, played softly in the background. The song drummed through her, causing Bianca to sway her hips, eyes closed as she took in the lull of the sensual instrumental and her soft voice singing about losing control to a man.

Creeping up behind her with unheard footsteps was her husband, both of his hands running up the length of her arms, up and over her shoulders, and then down her exposed back before resting at her hips. Bianca lets out a soft chuckle, her breath hitching softly as Adonis’ body pressed firmly against hers.

“What was going through your mind when you wrote this?” The drag of his voice when he asked her that had her body pressing further against him, her eyes closing against the cityscape of LA.

“I was thinking...of how close I wish you were with me. How being away from you, even for a second, has me itching for your hands.”

Adonis strokes his lips over her ear.

“Just my hands?”

Bianca quirks a brow, leaning her head back to look him in his eyes.

“And your mouth.” Adonis took no time to press his lips to her divine lips. Bianca melted against the moist cushion of his lips, her body automatically turning to face him as their tongues crashed like dangerous waves.

“Keep kissing me like that and watch what happens.” Adonis teases.

“You started it D. Now you gotta finish it. I’m horny husband. I want you to fuck me.”

Adonis’ lips paused over Bianca’s his eyes searching hers, taking in the heat that began to flare behind her pretty brown irises. He was certain that the heat looked just the same within his.

Adonis and Bianca kissed further, practically sucking each other's faces, the back of Bianca’s legs crashing with the arm of their black leather couch, falling crimson her back causing her dress to hike up. She giggles from the surprise change in position, causing Adonis to clamp a fist to his mouth, snorting laughter.

“Oh god, we couldn’t even make it to the bed.” She shakes her head, watching Adonis remove his jacket and shirt.

“Doesn’t matter what surface I fuck you on, just as long as I feel that good pussy I’m straight.”

Adonis took no time to rest his body over hers, kissing her further while his hands roamed. She moaned sweetly into his mouth, her heart drumming against his solid chest frantically, and her hands rubbing over the waves on his head.

The intense passion that they both still felt for each other was mind blowing and gratifying. This is what they both wanted, a marriage where even the slightest gesture makes them erupt in pleasure.

Adonis began kissing from Bianca’s temple, down her face, and to her neck, taking his tongue to trail spit after every kiss. She whispered a repeated yes into his ear like a soft echo, her back arching into his solid frame, causing him to take his hands, removing the fabric of her dress inch by inch until it pooled around her waist.

“I can’t get enough of you ma, I need you ma.” Adonis nibbles on her clavicles, his eyes staring up at her extended head, her eyes low and lustful up at the ceiling.

“Keep going, don't stop.” His mouth finally found one of her caramel nipples, taking his lips to latch around one, savoring the sweet skin. He noticed how her skin shimmers with glitter, his other hand coming up to cup her breast. She chokes on that home groan, her fingers itching to grip the leather of the couch.

One of her smooth legs runs up Adonis’ side, her toes trying to push his black slacks down his hips.

“Skin Adonis, I wanna feel more skin.” Donnie kisses in between her breasts, giving her a lazy lopsided grin.

“Okay, wifey.” Adonis lifts up, approach Bianca at the head of the couch, watching as she takes her dainty fingers, undoing his pants, allowing them to fall loosely, her fingertips taking no time to pull his Calvin Klein briefs down, revealing a smooth veiny shaft, that hung with a throbbing erection. Bianca lifts her head to kiss him on the tip, before licking him there slow, her eyes watching every move. Adonis brings a hand to her head, running his fingers through her pressed hair, gripping the silky strands as he rubbed them between his fingertips.

Head from Bianca was something Adonis could never get over. It always brought him back to the first time he experienced it, that look in her eyes and the way her mouth did tantalizing things had him hooked, even before he had sex with her. She gripped him tightly, wetting him up with her spit and squeezing him good with her lips. Adonis hisses, his eyebrows worrying and his lips attacked by his teeth. Bianca could stare at that list filled face for hours, causing her to bob her head quicker over his length, earning a low but slow fuckkkkk to escape him. She was addicted to her husband's dick, and with every suck, she felt him quiver or twitch.

“Shit B, damn B….fuckkk baby.” His head falls back, hand coming down hard to the back of her head as he came, a low cry escaping his mouth.

Adonis was on his knees now, gazing into the pretty peach that Bianca had nestled between her legs, the wet fruit begging to be licked and many other things. Adonis could never forget the way she tasted; like a sweet piece of fruit dipped in fresh honey from a honeycomb. Bianca had an obsession with eating honeycombs too, the taste was overly sweet and the texture sticky, like how her pussy was now. Adonis trailed his tongue flat against her, liking from her hole all the way to her clit. No more quiet moans escaped her mouth, her heeled feet pointed to the sky and her ring-covered fingers rubbing over his head. Bianca tilts her head, watching the light from the city and the moon reflect off of his face and that shiny tongue that battled to get a taste.

Her legs drew back further, and her face contorted in bewilderment, her man's eyes never leaving hers, the undeniable attraction so clear and so pure. He took those lips and latched onto her clit, sucking deep without retracting, obscene noises loud between them and her creamy thighs shaking.

“Ah, take it.” She moans. Adonis was proud that he still made her feel this way. He opened up wide, attempting to kiss her inner folds, his lips brushing over every surface with persistent need, her legs never clamping around his head. She wanted, needed, craved him.

“Keep that up and watch I cum.” The innocent way she spoke that had the primal nature within him growl.

“I guess I gotta keep going right?” He spoke into her pussy with a low voice.

He kept going and going with the same motions, now adding two fingers, curling them over her g spot. The leather grew sweaty from her perspiration, a repeated gasp escaping her mouth like a melody, causing her belly to tremble, and her legs to shake as she orgasmed without warning. Adonis chased her cum, still sucking her through it until he felt she had enough.

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“I love you.” She whispered into his ear before sucking on his earlobe. They were on their second position that night, Adonis sinking back into her tight pussy, Bianca’s hips bringing him closer, her face was buried into the carpet, and her body was arched off of the ground, her pussy quivering around him with each deep pound. His strokes weren’t rushed, it felt like he was trying to remember her this way like he wanted to map out how her pussy felt around him.

“I love you, I love this pussy.” Adonis ran his fingers through her head before gripping tight, his eyes enjoying the way her back looked. Her arch was deep, and her spin dipped in the middle, making him trail his thumb there, catching up the sweat.

“Fuck me, harder.” Whatever she wanted, Adonis would give her, his hips slapped into her ass swiftly, her fingers rubbing into the carpet with a tremble.

“Touch me more.” She could feel the palms of his hand's jiggle and pinch her ass, before trailing both hands up her slim waist, digging his fingers into her flesh. Adonis buries himself deeper, bending over to kiss her spine.

“Throw that ass back,” Adonis slapped her ass, watching as B, began grinding her hips back over him slowly, a moan leaving her mouth after every stroke.

“Look at you. So damn beautiful with this dick in you. Such a beautiful sight baby.” His eyes couldn’t leave the nasty way her pussy swallowed him repeatedly. He felt her clench him, a hiss escaping his mouth.

“I felt that too, cum on this dick B.” Adonis began thrusting to meet her strokes, her ass bouncing and her cries muffled by the carpet.

“AHHHHH.” Adonis lets out a growl so deep Bianca could feel it vibrating through her flesh. She couldn’t even warn him, her words jumbled as she came on him for the third time that night.

LA received a beautiful view that evening, Adonis pressing Bianca’s body into the glass window, her legs around his waist as she bounced over him with a slow, forceful jerk of her body. She had her arms hanging loosely around his neck, and her eyes closed in bliss, head smashed against the thick glass. Adonis loves the image of his wife on him, her skin flushed, lipstick smeared, hair curling in the roots, her eyes wet in the corners. She was so precious, the vision of her made him want to fuck her harder.

“Yes, Donnie, yes give it to me, fuck me, I miss this!” She brought a hand to the back of his head, her nails grazing his head.

“You feel so good, you always feel so good.” He whispers, bringing both of his hands around her to hold her up, bouncing her rough over him. His wife, his beloved, his beautiful black women, she was a sight to see.

“B, fuck…”

“Cum in me, give it to me.”

“Imma give it to you baby, I promise.”

“Yeah, ohmygod ohmygod.”

“Take it, girl, take this dick…”

“FUCK D!” She clenched around him, her head falling back.

“Damn girl.” Adonis smacked her ass, his body shivering from how sensitive he was. He walked back to the couch with her still around him, falling back against it while his women bounced on him, leaning forward to kiss and nibble on his lips with her his grinding deep and his hands buried into the flesh of her ass. Her hands crashed with the couch on either side of his head, her back arching and rolling. Adonis lay there stunned, his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth hanging open. Bianca arched deeper before lifting from him with a swing of her head, her hair crashing with her face, bringing Adonis hands to grip her breasts.

“I’m fucking this dick D, this is my dick.”

She began bouncing, earning a slap to her ass, and a string of moans from him.

“This fucking pussy, GOT DAMN.” His head extended, eyes squeezed shut.

“This pussy is straight fire.” He couldn’t hold back anymore, his hips meeting hers, slapping skin loud. Bianca practically clawed his chest, her body shaking over him in another orgasm, drawing him on further.

“SHITTTTT!!” Adonis lifts from the couch, wrapping his arms around her waist, his hips snapping up into her rough before finally, with a shake, cumming within her deep, shooting his cum against her cervix spurt after spurt. His lips latched to her neck, soft mumbling vibrating against her flesh. The hold he had on her was tight, and the loud thumping of his heart against her chest made her squeeze him tighter.

“If I told you, that this felt like the first time we had sex, would you believe me?” Bianca rubbed her nose into Adonis’s sweaty shoulder.

“I would, but what if I told you that it was EVEN BETTER than the first time we had sex?” Adonis kisses her hairline, enjoying the way her body bounced in his lap from laughter.

“It’s probably because of how freaky I’ve grown to be with you.” Adonis hummed in agreement.

“I’m glad we did this B, it just goes to show how much we still care for each other.” His fingertips rubbed at her back, making her eyes close.

“Just keep loving me like you do, it’s the best feeling in the world.”

@panthergoddessbast @whoramilaje @allhailnjadaka @vikkidc @erikismybitch @eriknutinthispoosy @hearteyes-for-killmonger @blackpantherismyish @trevantesbrat @bakaris-shorty @wifin-niggaz @killmonger-dolan @killmongersaidheyauntie @killmongersgurl @killmongerdispussy @killmongerthirst @killmongersmistress @princessstevens @princesskillmonger @bartierbakarimobisson @wawakanda-btch @wakanda-inspired @vibranium-chakra @muse-of-mbaku @thiccdaddy-mbaku @madamslayyy @chaneajoyyy @bidibidibombaclaat @scrumptiouslytenaciouscrusade @laketaj24 @supersizemeplz @abeautifulmindexposed @blxckquiescent @thehomierobbstark @thehonorablekingerik @missmohnique @missumuch1918 @unfriendly-blk-hottie @blue-sunflowerr @youreadthatright @youcantkillamutant @marvelpotterlove @drsunshine97 @iamrheaspeaks @loosewindmill @janelledarling @purple-apricots @softnani @forbeautyandlife @deja-r @calitexastrillgoddess @wakandawinning @jozigrrl @halcyonscry @shesakillerkween @raysunshine78 @forgottenthoughtsandmemories @shookmcgookqueen @teheeboo @disneysdarlingdiva @hidden-treasures21 @alexundefined @thadelightfulone

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vamprefaggot · 6 years ago

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i was tagged by @thewonderfullybi !! thank u dear and im sorry it took me a minute to get around to <33

rule 1: tag some folk you wanna know better: @sopranotwo @vangoghfemme @leonardpeobody @frozen-insecurities @spud1234556 !!!!!!

rule 2: bold statements that apply:

I am 5'7 or taller

I wear glasses

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair

My abs are somewhat defined

I have or had braces

I love meeting new people

People tell me I’m funny(but i think im funnier than i am)

Helping people with their problems is a big priority to me

I enjoy physical challenges

I enjoy mental challenges

I’m playfully rude to people I know well

I started to say something ironically, now I can’t stop saying it(uwu save me)

There is something I would change about my personality

I can play an instrument

I can sing well (at least I’ve been told)

I can do 30 push-ups without stopping

I’m a fast runner

I can draw well

I have a good memory

I’m good at doing math in my head

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

I have beaten at least two people in an arm wrestle

I know how to cook at least three meals from scratch

I can throw a punch

I enjoy sports

I have learned a new song in the past week

I’ve gone running at least once a week in summer

I work out at least once a week

I have drawn something in the last month

I enjoy writing

I have done martial arts

I have had my first kiss

I have had alcohol(champagne, usually when someone dies lmao)

I have scored a winning goal in sports

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting

I have been to an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in a hospital/er in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have visited another country

I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

I have at least one person I consider a best friend

I live close to my school

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling

I live in the US

There is snow right now where I live

I have hung out with friends in the past month

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CDs

I share my room with somebody

I have a crush on a celebrity

I have a crush on someone I know

I have been in at least three relationships

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush for over a year

I have been in a relationship for more than a year

I have had feelings for a friend

I have break danced

I know a person called Jamie

I have had a teacher with a last name hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair

I am listening to a song on repeat right now

I have punched someone in the past week

I have known someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what to do with my life

I speak at least 2 languages

I have made a new friend in the last year

#lo rambles #not fandom #slkfdj thank u dear !!!!#i havent done one of these in. a while lmao

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latetaektalk · 3 years ago

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hiiiiiiii !!!

I hope you’re doing well and healthy and happy! 🥰

I JUST saw your note about finishing the hating game, did you like it?? i finished love and other words + people we meet on vacation a little while back and I think they’re my favourite ‘booktok’ books 📚 I’m on a reading craze at the mo, I just discovered zlibrary so reading books non-stop haha!

omg, red (taylor’s version) comes out in a week. I am ready for the emotional rollercoaster! how excited are you!?! she has so many tv appearances, and SNL. can’t wait to watch it all! my cousin and I ordered the red scarf 🧣 from her site, I’m so excited to get it hah!! just in time for the cold weather!

my favourite song at the moment is silk chiffon, by muna ft phoebe bridgers. a tiktok song, but a bop! also re-obsessed with ivy by taytay so that’s on repeat also!

I hope you’re doing okay 🥰 speak soooooon, 🦋

also, (sorry me again), I finished watching weightlifting fairy kim bok-joo and I loved loved LOVED IT. I need to find a new kdrama to obsess over now (that’s not squid game cause I binged that in 2 days haha).

ok I’ll leave you alone now haha 🦋

hi bub !!!

im so happy to hear from you again! also i see what you did there!! but yes, im doing mostly well and healthy and happy,, i just have the cold but its nothing major !! i hope youre doing well and healthy and happy 💓

and yes!! i did! i thought it was a fun little read !! totally cliche but obviously im a sucker for that !! ohhh im gonna add those books to my to read list then! excited to read those and get back to you abt them ✨ what book are you reading currently? and yes right zlibrary is definitely great!! i think if i didnt prefer having books physically in my hands when reading them, id use it too.

and yes oh my god i actually cant wait !! the fact that theres gonna be a goddamn all too well short film starring dylan o’brien and sadie sink?? IM NOT FINE ALRIGHT,, honestly i dont think im gonna survive it afasdf and all of the tv apperances??? i cant-

thats so cool that you ordered the scarf !! an iconic merchandise 🧣 i hope you get it soon!! praying you wont lose it like taylor did 🤞

and ahhhh i instantly listened to the song !! i dig it! im sad i only found it now and not during the summer :( would have been so much fun to listen to it then !! ivy !! i love her so much 🥺🥺 ivy is really such a bop and i cant blame you for listening to it again !! champagne problems has been on repeat for me again too!! evermore is making a comeback for both us huh?

ugh god i seriously gotta catch up on some kdramas !! i still havent watched weightlighting fairy kim bok joo,,,,, or squid game o.o this one is a bit old but a kdrama that i can recommend is the heir !! its super cliche but i was obsessed with it for a while there and actually watched it twice! hope you enjoy that one 💕

anyway, im sending you lots of love !! please take care and remember to dress well for the colder weather! ily 💖💖

#linh.anon #🦋 anon #linh.ask

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pixiealtaira · 6 years ago

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Dragged Kicking and Screaming ( 6/ 22)

Title: Dragged Kicking and Screaming

Or How Burt Hummel Mashed the Hummels and Hudsons Into One Functioning Family.

Characters(s): Kurt, Burt, Carole, Finn, with short appearances by the New Directions guys and various ops who mostly take up space. Rating: PG13 Summary: Somehow the Hummel household and the Hudson household had to come together…

Chapter One Chapter Two

Chapter three Chapter Four Chapter Five

What it all boiled down to though was that on Saturday, Kurt was working on about four hours of sleep when the guys that Carole and Finn had invited to the Third Annual Hudson Lights Party showed up at 7am, ready to be fed breakfast before starting to work. Kurt had been sleeping on the living room couch because Finn had locked the bedroom and Kurt at nearly 3am didn’t want to cause a huge fuss. Finn wasn’t even awake yet to greet his friends, so Carole made Kurt act as host and make breakfast. In the first twenty minutes, the boys had knocked a coffee onto one of Kurt’s bags (‘It was just the bag that holds my shower caddy and face scrubs and lotions and stuff like that, Dad. It is dark and won’t show the stain and everything in there can be wiped down or replaced easily. I even have an extra hairbrush and toothbrush here at the house anyway…I am sorry about the carpet though. I think maybe steam cleaning it might work…’), tipped over the box that contained all Kurt’s desk belongings from Dalton and then didn’t pick it up so the pens and pencils ended up kicked from one end of the house to the other, and decided to go through Kurt’s suitcases and make fun of his choice in underwear and his uniforms and his pajamas and his regular clothing (and got upset when Burt finally got the laptop and the books from the box picked up while Kurt picked the papers that were spread all over like they’d actually been picked up and tossed and told them to stop with the teasing). Puck and Sam showing up at that point helped corral the worst of the lot and Kurt took off to take his stuff out of the living room (three trips putting it back out into his SUV, which he then locked), even though Carole was upset with him for leaving the boys and not being a good host. He didn’t even stay outside, but came back in and got the guys all sitting down and engaged in the TV and watching cartoons before he even was able to get dressed in clean clothing and do any sort of morning activities, like brush his teeth and hair or use the toilet. Still, Breakfast was served at 8am and Finn decided to make his appearance finally.

Kurt didn’t lose his cool at breakfast. He didn’t respond in any way other than to move when one of Finn’s football buddies pushed him out of the chair he’d sat down in. He didn’t do anything other than get himself a new plate when Football Nelson took his plate (football Nelson had already eaten a full plate of his own). Kurt didn’t even answer in anyway other than calmly when Finn noticed him there and questioned his presence, while stuffing food Kurt had made into his mouth. Even Burt was getting ready to lose it then. It didn’t help that Carole had decided to make herself champagne and Orange Juice to go with her pancakes and omelet.

(“Mom, what’s he doing here?” Finn whined, with his mouth full.

“Don’t speak with your mouth full, honestly! I live here, Finn.” Kurt replied, rolling his eyes.

“No, you don’t. You live at Dalton.”

“No, I boarded at Dalton, and I don’t anymore. My vacation started yesterday. I don’t go back to school until the 10th of January. And even then, I’m driving back and forth next semester. I live here.” Kurt explained slowly, like he was talking to a small child.

“Mom! He can’t be here, he doesn’t live here! And if he doesn’t have to go to school, I don’t either.” Finn hollered. Other people at the table looked at him trying to figure out what he was talking about.

“Finn, your school doesn’t start break until the 22nd, you have to go and if you don’t go you will not get any Christmas presents!” Burt told him.

“You can’t say that. Mom, tell Burt he can’t say that!”

“Finn, dear, Kurt will be working, won’t he Burt.” Carole said. “I’m sure Kurt will be working every day you have to be at school, because it wouldn’t be really fair if Kurt had so much free time when you didn’t.”

“We’ll talk about it later, Carole.” Burt said. “However, it is not Kurt’s fault his school gets out for vacation earlier than Finn’s.”

Kurt shrugged. “I guess I could finish up the other things that need to be done while at the shop. I don’t mind. But I won’t work if it will effect anyone else’s hours negatively or if my time will be a problem since I wasn’t scheduled in. I also have to finish the supplemental courses that I started in August, so it’s not like I’d be bored if I can’t work. Not to mention the all rest of the things that need to be done for the holiday season.”

“You’ll work for free, of course.” Carole said.

“Can’t. I’m a certified worker. And Union. I have to be clocked in and out and the taxes have to be done properly.” Kurt said. “Dad has a bit of leeway, because it is a family business, but not much due to union issues. However me being certified was way better than me not being certified.”

They all ignored Carole’s glass slamming against the counter and her plate being pushed away as she exited the room, supposedly to get the boxes they would need. The boxes had been sitting in the corner of the dining room for three days already.)

Kurt didn’t respond with anything more than a whined ‘Dad!’ when Finn said not only were they only using Hudson lights and decorations but Kurt wasn’t invited and couldn’t help after Kurt asked if he needed to get the boxes of lights and outdoor items from the shed. And Kurt didn’t lose it when Carole told him to wash all the dishes and then make sure the bathroom was clean enough for their company. Kurt did mutter about how the boys were used to using the restrooms and locker rooms at the high school, of course a bathroom without crap smeared on half the surfaces was clean enough, but he didn’t yell or scream or even refuse. He cleaned up and checked out everything, even doing a quick clean of the bathroom.

The dark circles under Kurt’s eyes and his stance, which was not his normal good posture but more an exhausted sag, had Burt sending Kurt up to the master bedroom to catch some more sleep as soon as he heard Finn telling a few boys who didn’t want to actually go outside to go to the bedroom downstairs and play video games on Finn’s TV. Carole got upset ��she didn’t want Kurt in their bedroom snooping about- but Burt asked if she was going to have Kurt help with the lights after all and she backed down and went back to her doctored orange juice and watching TV on the small TV in the kitchen that had come to the house with the Hudsons. When Burt looked in on him at 9:30, less than ten minutes after he sent him up, his boy was sound asleep.

By 10am, only an hour after the start of ‘putting up the lights, Hudson style’, Burt should have questioned things. In that hour six packing boxes, the square ones labeled books, stuffed full of strings of lights had been dumped out on the Hummel’s front lawn…in the snow. In little squares were piles of lights in a tangled mess. Personally Burt couldn’t figure out why the lights were outside in the first place but it was apparently a Hudson thing. The boys were supposed to untangle them and see which worked and which didn’t. No one was doing so; they were running around pushing each other on the ice and into the snow. It wasn’t until Carole came out and shouted about finding the power strips that anyone looked at the tangled masses of lights after they dumped them out. She handed them off to one of the football players and Burt went over to look at what Puck and Artie were doing…which was laying out huge inflatables along the front of the yard. Burt could only be glad Kurt wasn’t seeing those yet. Burt turned around just in time to see the football player who’d been given the power strips kick snow at one of the other boys, right onto the power strips which were plugged into the socket that had been covered by duct tape so it couldn’t be used. The socket directly hooked into the inside electric system. Not one of the well-grounded sockets that were not covered by duct tape which were all on their own breakers and system, one designed for outside electric use and one which did not short out things in the house…of which the kid had ten options…one less than a foot away.

The snow getting into the ‘not for outdoor use’ power strip popped the fuse and Burt watched the lights in the dining room all go out. He heard the alarms on the smoke detector and carbon monoxide detector start up. He heard Carole yelling about how to make the noise stop. He saw Kurt at the window glaring down at the boys in the yard who were still pushing each other around and kicking snow at each other for the most part. Kurt left the window and a few moments later the noise stopped and the lights came back on. Kurt then marched out of the house, no shoes on, and removed the power strip and then replaced the duct tape.

“Everybody look at me NOW!” Kurt shouted in a louder voice than Burt was aware his son owned. He sounded a bit like that batty cheerleading coach, which was probably where he learned how to do the voice.

All the boys looked his direction.

“Listen up, you imbeciles. You can plug things into outlets…the little holes that you put the end of the cord into…that have no tape over the covers. Tape….no pluggy. No tape…yes pluggy. Oh, and remember electricity and water are not happy together…together they can make owies.” Kurt said with a smile…of a sort. Half the boys still looked confused.

“Dude. There’s no water around here. It’s winter.” One of Finn’s football friends said.

“Snow is like water, Randy.” Puck yelled.

“No it isn’t.” Someone else yelled.

The whole lot started screaming and yelling at each other about it…and Burt was terribly disappointed that Finn was on the snow wasn’t water, not really, side of the mess. Kurt just rubbed the bridge of his nose and went back into the house, shaking his head.

Puck and Mike, after watching the piles of lights nearly get stepped on twice and having close calls themselves in the shoving matches going on in the yard, took Artie to the living room where they got started untangling the lights that Puck had also fetched from the front yard. It was not going well…and everything was damp because the lights had all been covered in snow. Sam came and joined them, nursing a slightly black eye. Burt brought him an ice pack and told Puck that maybe if he plugged an end in he could at least see which lights went to that strand. They had only managed to free three strands of lights by the time 11:30 rolled around and Finn and the crowd came in demanding lunch. Nothing had really been accomplished outside that Burt could see. Burt watched as Carole put the sandwich supplies out and then got everyone mad at him when he kept the hoard from eating until Puck, Artie, Sam and Mike had got their food. By the time the sandwich supplies had been devoured and nothing but empty plates were left, Puck and the other Glee club boys (minus Finn) had freed four more stands of lights that worked and three that did not work.

#glee fanfic #burt hummel #Kurt Hummel #hummel household

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claws-n-salt · 7 years ago

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|| Tag Game ||

I was tagged by @miiiraculous and @jesus-otaku to do the tag game awhile ago, so here we go!

1ST RULE: tag 9 people you want to get to know better.

@paganinpurple @freedom-shamrock @sadrien-depreste @miraculous-lbcn @frostedpuffs @luckycharmer @bowser14456 @australet789 @papillonmiraculeux (If you’ve done this before, just ignore this)

2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true.

APPEARANCE:

- I am 5'7 or taller

- I wear glasses (sometimes)

- I have at least one tattoo

- I have at least one piercing

- I have blonde hair

- I have brown eyes

- I have short hair

- My abs are at least somewhat defined

- I have or had braces (had)

PERSONALITY:

- I love meeting new people (sometimes)

- People tell me I am funny (does me telling myself count lol)

- Helping others with their problems is a big priority of mine

- I enjoy physical challenges

- I enjoy mental challenges

- I am playfully rude to people I know (I’ve been trying to stop)

- I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it

- There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY:

- I can sing well (in my car, alone, at least)

- I can play an instrument

- I can do over 30 push-ups without stopping (I just made sure I could actually do this and now my arms are burning, so yes, I can, but with much difficulty.)

- I am a fast runner

- I can draw well

- I have a good memory

- I am good at doing math in my head

- I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

- I have beaten at least 2 people arm wrestling

- I can make at least 3 recipes from scratch

- I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES:

- I enjoy sports

- I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

- I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else

- I have learned a new song in the past week

- I exercise at least once a week

- I have gone for runs at least once a week in warmer months

- I have drawn something in the past month

- I enjoy writing

- Fandoms are my #1 priority

- I do some form of Martial arts

EXPERIENCES:

- I have had my first kiss

- I have had alcohol (literally drinking a glass of champagne right now)

- I have scored a winning point in a sport

- I have watched an entire TV series in one sitting

- I have been at an overnight event

- I have been in a taxi

- I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year (does urgent care count?)

- I have beaten a video game in one day

- I have visited another country

- I have been to one of my favorite bands’ concerts

MY LIFE:

- I have one person that I consider to be my Best Friend

- I live close to my school/work

- My parents are still together

- I have at least one sibling

- I live in the United States

- There is snow where I live right now

- I have hung out with a friend in the past month

- I have a smart phone

- I own at least 15 CDs (They’re albums on my phone, not physical)

- I share my room with someone.

RELATIONSHIPS:

- I am in a Relationship.

- I have a crush on a celebrity (doesn’t everyone)

- I have a crush on someone I know (and I’m not happy about it)

- I’ve been in at least 3 relationships

- I have never been in a Relationship

- I have admitted my feelings to a crush

- I get crushes easily

- I have had a crush for over a year (sophomore year of hs through senior year when we finally made out and he sucked at kissing)

- I have been in a relationship for over a year

- I have had feelings for a friend

RANDOM:

- I have break-danced

- I know a person named Jamie

- I have had a teacher that has a name that is hard to pronounce

- I have dyed my hair (I went rose gold at one point, but it ended up more orange. I have pictures that I’ll post if there’s any interest)

- I’m listening to a song on repeat right now (The Other Side from The Greatest Showman)

- I have punched someone in the past week

- I know someone who has gone to jail

- I have broken a bone

- I have eaten a waffle today

- I know what I want to do in life

- I speak at least two languages

- I have made a new friend in the past year

#tag game #it's four am #i always do things like this so late #what's wrong with me #personal

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cwnerd12 · 4 years ago

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Mercy (10) sleeps in a big, fancy bed in a big, fancy room. The door opens, and Vesper comes in. Gently, he shakes Mercy awake, “Mercy, sweetie.” Mercy groans and stirs, “Hm?” Vesper, “Mercy, sweetie, you have to get up. We’re leaving.” Mercy, “What?” Vesper, “You have to help Isolda and Amada get ready. Come on.” Cut to: a lone highway at night, Vesper drives a van with a once again pregnant Esperanza in the passenger seat. Mercy and Amada (2) sit in the middle row, Elías (7) and Isabel (4) in the back. Mercy tries to stop Amada’s crying. Vesper talks angrily to Esperanza (everyone is speaking Spanish), “This is no nation go God. I wanted to build a government that protects its most vulnerable citizens, not forces them to get married!” Esperanza, nervous, “Where are we going?” Vesper, “There's a place in Carmel. I have a plan, I’ll tell you when we get there.” Mercy speaks up from the back seat, “What about Grace and Wayne? Are we gonna be allowed to see them again?” Vesper, “Pray that we do.”

The Abbadons are all dressed for a formal royal family portrait. They’re in a makeshift compound, but they sit in front of a backdrop that makes them look fancy. Esperanza wears the sunburst tiara along with fine jewels and a beautiful dress. She holds a newborn Gabriel in a fancy bundle in her lap. Esperanza speaks to Vesper in Spanish, “I don’t know if this is necessary.” Vesper, “If Carmel is going to be an independent nation, we have to project ourselves at its royal family. I can’t just declare myself king, I have to act the part.” Mercy says to Esperanza, “You look beautiful, Mama.” Esperanza smiles down at her, “Thank you, sweetie.”

Vesper and Warner scream incomprehensibly at Royal Council. Kings Lawrence, George (Aram), and Harold (Samaria), along with Gerald all listen intently and try to make sense of the back and forth. Silas and King Norris (Moab) exchange eye-rolls of extreme boredom. Warner, “You couldn’t build your own army, so you set a camp full of war criminals free!” Vesper, “When I vowed to build a kingdom of God, I vowed to build one in which its people would be free, not further oppressed!” Warner, “Carmel is a part of Ammon, it has always been a part of Ammon, and you cannot just declare yourself independent!” Vesper, “You can’t just declare yourself king.” With the Judds, Mae is once again pregnant, and she now has at her side Grace, Wayne, Bonnie, Mackynzie, and Hank. A translator translates for Grace. Across the massive ballroom, Esperanza sits with Mercy, Elías, Isolda, Amada, and baby Gabriel in her lap. Mercy and Grace catch each other’s eyes across the room. Mercy sadly waves at Grace, and Grace waves back.

Vesper paces in a run-down situation room at the compound, surrounded by formerly Royal generals who still wear the old uniforms they wore under King Allen. General, “We have the resources to defend ourselves for a short time. Our best hope is that if Warner declares war on us, we can get foreign aid and hold him off. Invading the rest of Ammon is out of the question. Vesper, “Not if the people rise up against Warner!” Aide, “I don’t know if that’s going to happen. He out front during the war, being a hero while you just made speeches.” Vesper, “It will happen! It has to happen!”

The Abbadon children huddle in a dark closet. Mercy holds a wailing Gabriel in her arms and tries to hush his crying. Outside the door, the sound of Esperanza yelling, “Not the children, Vesper! Not the children! I won’t let you!” A long, horrifying scream. Mercy sobs and cuddles Gabriel close to her. The sound of a commotion, men yelling, “Put your hands up, now! Put the knife down! PUT THE KNIFE DOWN!” Elías positions himself between the door and his sisters. The sound of softened voices. Slowly, the door creaks open.Mercy braces for the worst. Silas stands on the other side, staring down at them with a mixture of horror and pity.

On a TV screen with closed captioning, a news anchor reads, “Vesper Abbadon was executed today for crimes against humanity.” Warner turns the TV off. Grace and Wayne both sit on a sofa, watching the TV with him. Warner turns to both of them and signs as he speaks, “You need to pray for Vesper’s should tonight. Mercy signs, “What happened to Mercy?” Warner, “I don’t know. If I could, I’d have them all here, and I’d raise them as your brothers and sisters. I asked King Silas himself, and he won’t say anything.” Wayne, “Are they dead?” Warner sighs and shakes his head, “They might be.” Grace sobs. Warner kneels down and hugs her tightly.

Mercy sits on a sofa in a suburban living room. Her new adoptive parents, Joe and Marcia, speak to her. Marcia, “Your name is Elizabeth Garcia now. It’s going to take some getting used to, but it’s the best way to keep you safe.” Mercy, “I want to see my brothers and sisters.” Joe, “You know we can’t do that, sweetie. Keeping you safe means nobody can know who you are.” Mercy, “This isn’t fair! You’re not my parents!” Marcia kneels down and puts a hand on Mercy’s shoulder, “Yes, we are.”

At the Rabbath Academy for the Deaf, teenage Grace and her female classmates receive sex ed from an Aunt Lydia-looking instructor, “Sex is a holy act that God created to be experienced between a husband and wife in the creation of new life. It is a beautiful expression of love and devotion. As women, we must protect our virtue, our special gifts intended only or our husbands. Virtuous women are modest in every way, through dress, expression, and action.”

“I LIKE BIG BUTTS AND I CANNOT LIE” pounds over the speakers of the private room of a fancy strip club while teenage Wayne, Jack, Quentin, and all the other princes chug bottles of champagne and enjoy the debauchery of Prince Club. Wayne throws a wad of cash at a stripper’s twerking ass.

Joe and Marcia sit in a classroom with a teacher. Teacher, “I’m aware of Elizabeth’s story.” Marcia, “She lost her family in the war.” Teacher, “Yes, I have other refugee students, some of whom also lost their families. Elizabeth is a very bright student, and I’ve never seen any behavior problems from her, which is why I was so disturbed when she claimed to be Mercy Abbadon… I mean… there’s no truth to it, is there?” Joe an dMarcia look at each other. Softly, Marcia says, “She… She has this delusion. She believes that she’s Mercy Abbadon. She uses it to cope with losing her siblings… She says they’re still alive, just living with other families. Just call King Warner, she’ll be with her best friend, Princess Grace, again. It’s a coping mechanism. She clings to it. We’ve been taking her to doctors. I don’t know how much good it’s doing.” Out in the hallway, teenage Mercy fight back tears of rage, and uses a bent paperclip to gouge a long, shallow cut into her arm.

Back at home, Marcia screams at Mercy, “If you don’t stop it, we’re going to have to move again! Do you want to be sent to another school?” Mercy, distraught, “Why?! Why can’t I tell people who I am?!” Marcia, “Your father murdered thousands of innocent people! Millions of people want revenge on him, and they’ll settle for you!” Mercy, “King Silas just uses me to antagonize Warner!” Marcia, “It’s King Warner, and King Silas is keeping you and your siblings safe!” Mercy, “You don’t even know where my siblings are, how can you know if they’re safe?!” Marcia, “They’re safe because no one knows who you are!” Mercy sobs, “You don’t know that they’re safe!” Marcia, “The bottom line is if you don’t keep your mouth shut, you’ll end up like your father.”

Mercy, pale and drawn, wakes up in a hospital bed. She peers through a gap in the curtains surrounding her, and sees Marcia talking to a doctor. Marcia, “She has this delusion. When she wakes up, she’s going to claim that she’s Mercy Abbadon…” Mercy tries to raise her arms, but she’s held down with restraints. She has bandages on her wrists. Marcia looks over and sees her. She enters the curtained area, “Elizabeth! You scared us!” Mercy sobs helplessly, “Why didn’t you let me die?” Marcia, “No, please, sweetie, don’t talk like that.” Mercy, “Why didn’t you let me die?!”

Mercy sits hunched over miserably in a psychiatrist’s office. Psychiatrist, “When did you start claiming to be Mercy Abbadon?” Mercy looks at him, “My name is Elizabeth Garcia. Mercy Abbadon is dead.”

Late night, Wayne lays in bed, staring at an old photograph: the royal Abbadon family. Mercy, as Wayne knew her, vibrant, beautiful, and dignified. Wayne sticks his hand down his pants and begins to pleasure himself.

Adult Mercy works her coffee shop job with a name tag that reads ELIZABETH. She hands a customer cup, “That’ll be $4.75.” The customer pays and steps away. Mercy glances up at the small TV that’s set up for waiting television. Warner gives a press conference. A second customer approaches Mercy, “Yeah, I’d like a caramel latte…” Mercy ignores her, “Hold on, I want to hear this.” Mercy’s POV on the TV. Warner, “For fifteen years, King Silas Benjamin lied to the world. He said that Vesper Abbadon was killed in the conquest of Carmel, but that is not true. Abbadon is alive and well, and he has been held in the palace of Gilboa.” The scene quickly fades to black. Suddenly, Mercy is on the floor of the supply room, screaming and clutching her head. Her co-workers gather around her, “Liz! Liz!” The male co-worker, Brendan, looks at the female co-worker, Ashley, “Do we call 911 or something?” Ashley, “I don’t know! LIZ!” Mercy gasps and wails. Brent catches her as she leans over, and tries to comfort her, “Hey, Liz, are you okay?” Ashley, “Fuck. I mean, she said she was from Carmel.” Brendan, “Yeah, I’m from Carmel. Leave me alone with her, I’ll get her to calm down, okay?” Ashley looks at him uneasily for a moment, and then says, “Okay. Get me if you need me.” She leaves. Brendan gently strokes Mercy’s hair, “Hey, it’s okay.” Mercy moves away from him, calming down somewhat. Brendan, “I… I didn’t lose my parents or siblings, but I still lost like half my family. Why the fuck did Silas keep Abbadon alive?” Mercy shakes her head, “You don’t know… You don’t know.”

Vesper sits alone in a jail cell. The door opens, and Warner enters. He sits down across from Vesper, and they stare at each other for a moment. Warner, “Do you have anything to say?” Vesper, “I’ve had fifteen years to say everything that I need to say. I kept journals, wrote very long letters to my children. I think I got it all out. Do you have anything to say?” Warner, "I have plenty to say.” He thinks for a long moment, then laughs a little bit, and shakes his head, “I just can’t seem to think of any of it right now. When I look at you, I get filled with this rage, this howl of betrayal. I want you to feel what you put me through.” Vesper, “Many people do.” Warner, “Do you know what happened to your children?” Vesper, “They were separated, raised by Gilboan families. I got to meet them briefly before coming here. They… I know they’ve been hurt, and it would take me much more time than I have available to even begin to comprehend the extent of that hurt. But they survive, carry on. I want nothing but peace and happiness for them. If that involves my execution, so be it. I gladly accept what I deserve.” He looks Warner in the eye, “We fucked it all up, Warner.” Warner, outraged, “We?!” Vesper, “Yes, we. I didn’t know what I was doing, I though my moral righteousness would build a nation for me, but I put too much faith in my own ego. You, you knew how to lead, how to build, you just did it without love.” Warner, “Ammon is a nation of God!” Vesper, “It is a nation of purity without love! If I have not love, I am but a resounding gong-” Warner, “Don’t you dare quote scripture at me!” Vesper, “I’m a professor of linguistics and theology, all I have is scripture! I listen to it! I ask questions and search for answers! All you’ve ever done is recite, never question!” Warner, “Where was your scripture when you ordered those troops to kill civilians?!” Vesper, “I never claimed I wasn’t a sinner. I’m a monster, a beast. But you can’t see the plank in your eye. You have failed your people failed God, and failed your children.” Warner, “My children have nothing to do with this!” Vesper, “Where there are prophesies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. When I was a child, I thought as a child, I reasoned as a child. When I became a man, I put childish things behind me. And now three things remain: hope, faith and love. But the greatest of these is love.” Warner shakes his head, “Are you ready to meet God, Vesper?” Vesper, “I am.”

Warner stands beside Wayne in an execution chamber. Vesper stands at the gallows, the noose around his neck. Warner stares at him, and he gives one last smirk as the executioner puts a hood over his head. Wayne murmurs to Warner, “Send him straight to hell.” Warner looks at Wayne, “Pray for him.” The executioner pulls the lever, and Vesper falls. Warner looks back at the gallows, but he’s missed it.

The Abbadon siblings gather around the dinner table in Mercy’s small apartment. Mercy spoons out portions of chicken mole. A smiling picture of Esperanza is up on the wall. Mercy, “I remember Mama making this. I tried to make it like she did, but I don’t have her recipe.” She sits down. Elías tears into a wing, “Oh my god, this is so good!” Mercy, “Like Mama made it?” Elías, “Not quite, but close!” Gabriel tentatively pokes at his piece with a fork, “I’ve never had this before?” Mercy, “Really?” Gabriel, “Yeah. My parents- we, ugh… we don’t eat much Mexican food.” Mercy, “There’s plenty of time to try new things.” Gabriel takes a bite, and smiles, “It’s really good.” Mercy, “I’m glad.” Gabriel, “I used to think that I would never know anything about my parents. It’s so weird to think about my mom, to give her a face and a name, and eat her food.” Mercy, “She loved us all very much.”

At Grace’s wedding, Mercy, the maid of honor, reads and signs, “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.” Grace beams as Mercy reads. Warner looks up at her with a curious expression, pained and loving at the same time.

Grace and Gus dance at their reception. The song ends and Gus finishes with a romantic kiss. At the sidelines, Mercy smiles and applauds. Warner approaches Grace and takes her for a dance. Wayne approaches Mercy, “Would you care to dance?” Mercy, uneasily, “Wouldn’t you rather dance with Hattie?” Wayne holds out his hands, “She won’t mind.” Nervously, Mercy takes his hand, and he leads her out to the dance floor. They once awkwardly for a little bit. Grace looks uneasily over at Mercy, but Mercy gives her a reassuring smile. Wayne, softly, “You know, I always thought I’d marry you.” Mercy, “It’s kind of late for that, isn’t it?” Wayne, “I suppose.” He leans in close and sniffs her hair, “You’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” Mercy sees Hattie giving her a dirty look, “Wayne, Hattie can see you.” Wayne pulls his head back, “It’s truly a miracle that you’ve been brought back to us.” Mercy, “I've always been here. Just hidden.” Wayne, “Miracles happen. I just have to keep my faith.” Mercy smiles uneasily.

Warner sits at a dinner table with his family. Everyone is there: Wayne, Hattie, Gus Grace, Bonnie, and her husband. Grace signs, “I’m so happy to be teaching at my old school. I’m really grateful that I was able to have deaf teachers. They’re so important for deaf kids to have.” Warner is sweaty and somewhat uncomfortable-looking. He takes another sip from his whiskey glass, and winces. Mae glances at him, “Are you all right, Warner?” Warner, “I’m fine, just… Ugh, I think I might have picked up a bug somewhere.” He tries to stand up, but collapses to the floor. The women scream and rush to him. but Wayne stays calmly in his seat, enjoying his meal.

Mercy sits in the council chamber with David, Jack, Abby, Asher, Joel, Shay, and his other generals. David, “He can’t just fucking declare war because he wants to!” Abby, “David, by now you should know that Wayne is going to do whatever the hell he wants.” David, “Yeah, but why is he doing this shit now, instead of waiting for something to happen so he at least has a bullshit excuse?” Shay, “If he wants to attack, let him attack. We’re fortified, in position, and ready for anything he can throw at us.” David, “I’m not sacrificing lives so Wayne can go on some bullshit ego trip! We can’t be out of diplomatic options!” Abby, “And we’re not, but we’re running out of them. I think we need to face reality: if Wayne is determined to do this he’s going to do it.” Mercy, “Let me talk to him.” David, “What?” Mercy, “Let me talk to Wayne. I… I think I can make some sort of deal with him.”

Mercy sits in a small room with Wayne on a screen. Wayne, “Tell David that the only thing he can do is hand over Carmel. It's a part of Ammon, and I’m not letting him keep it.” Mercy, “I know this, and David's going to defend it.” Wayne, “Then war it is!” Mercy, “Wayne, wait.” Wayne, “What?” Mercy sits for a moment, thinking, and then says, “Is there anything I can do? Anything I can give you, that will make you call this off?” Wayne stares at her, considering all the implications of this question. Finally, he says, “Marry me.” Mercy, “You’re already married!” Wayne, “A king can have multiple wives! I married Hattie because I thought I’d never see you again. I love her, I won’t divorce her and leave her alone, but I know what I want, and what I’m entitled to. I have spent years loving you, not knowing if you were even alive. Now that I know, I can’t be happy unless I know you’re mine. If you marry me, Mercy, I’ll call off this war. Please.”

David talks to Grace and her interpreter in a hallway. A door opens, and Mercy steps out. They both look at her. Quietly she says, “I… I got Wayne to agree to call off the war.” David, “What? How?” Mercy, “Can I talk to Grace in private?”

(“Bottom of the Deep Blue Sea” MISSIO) Mercy sits in a white dress while people do her makeup and brush her hair. She shuts her eyes as someone places the sunburst tiara on her head, and then pulls a veil over it. Cut to: Elías walks Mercy down the aisle. The pews are empty, except for immediate family members. Isolda, Amada, and Gabriel sit in the bride’s side of the chapel, all of the Judd’s on the other. Grace can’t help herself from crying. Hattie stands beside Wayne, stony-faced, her rage and sorrow buried deep within her. Wayne is blissfully oblivious of all this. He take’s Mercy’s hand as she approaches him, and then removes the veil from her face. They stand and watch as a pastor recites, “Wives, submit yourselves unto your husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the savior of the body. Therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in every thing.” Mercy faces Wayne. Pastor, “Do you, Mercy take Wayne to be your husband?” Mercy, “I do.” Pastor, “Do you, Wayne, take Mercy to be your wife?” Wayne, delighted, “I do!” Pastor, “I hereby pronounce you husband and wife.” Wayne embraces Mercy and kisses her passionately.

After the ceremony, the Abbadons stand grouped in a circle, a tight group hug. Mercy, “Os quiero tantísimo a todos. No te preocupes por mi, ¿de acuerdo?” Everyone nods glumly, “Si.”

Mercy sits in a fancy bathroom, wearing a silky pink dressing gown. She stares down at the ground. Outside the door Wayne’s voice, “Mercy, are you ready?” Mercy takes a deep, shaking breath, “Yeah, just… just give me a moment.” She breathes out, her breath still shaking. She presses her hands against her face, still breathing deeply. She composes herself, and then takes a bottle of lube from the counter top. She squeezes some onto her fingers, reaches between her legs, and puts it on herself. She wipes her fingers off. She takes one final moment to herself, and then stands. She opens the door, and Wayne stands on the other side, in the master suite of the royal yacht. He’s naked, his overwhelming maleness is on full display. He stares at her, his eyes taking in every inch. Nervously, she approaches her. Wayne, "This is what God wants. He wanted our families united. She takes her robe off. Wayne steps forward and kisses her passionately. She turns her face to the side, “Just be gentle with me, okay? I’ve never done this before.” Cut to: Wayne moans ecstatically as he makes love to her, “Oh, you don’t know how long I’ve dreamt of this.” Mercy stares off and doesn’t say anything. Wayne, “I love you. I’ve always loved you. I love you so much.” He cries out in pleasure. She tighten her arms around him. He pants as he nears climax, “Mercy, Mercy…” She makes a tiny gasp, “Wayne.” He cries out again as he finishes, and then falls limp against her, “Oh, Mercy…” He strokes his hair, contemplating, determined. It's done. She’s in control now.

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@alexanderludwig: can’t believe we’re gonna be starting 2018 without queen latifah #rip

@jackie_emerson: what in the fresh hell are you talking about

@isabellefuhrman: ????????????

@alexanderludwig: @jackie_emerson queen latifah died

@amandlastenberg: uh, no she didn’t

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg yes she did look it up

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludiwg WE DON’T NEED TO LOOK IT UP

@dayookeniyi: god i hate white people

@jackquaid92: you know, the last 2 years have been so peaceful without getting a single notification from twitter on december 31…one of you please tell me why in the hell we’re descending back into this ridiculousness

@amandlastenberg: once the annoying orange became president, all bets were off

@willowshields: believe me, my life was going so well without one of these sucking up all of my data, so i don’t know why we’ve all of a sudden decided to breathe life back into this dead tradition

@jackie_emerson: as with everything in life, i blame @alexanderludwig and his inability to not believe everything he reads on the internet

@alexanderludwig: IT’S NOT MY FAULT QUEEN LATIFAH DIED

@jackie_emerson: SHE IS NOT DEAD YOU IMBECILE

@jhutch1992: long time, no see twitterverse

@jackquaid92: WHY ARE WE STARTING THIS SHIT AGAIN

@jhutch1992: @jackquaid92 dude calm ur tits, i legit just back got into my twitter account

@jackie_emerson: …then who in the fuck has been tweeting for you

@amandlastenberg: hey josh’s publicist!!! hows it going? pls tell josh he owes me 300 bucks okay thank u :)

@jhutch1992: @amandlastenberg it’s actually me this time, and you will get a nickel out of me when i’m dead

@amandlastenberg: @jhutch1992 don’t speak too soon, bc that can be arranged

@alexanderludwig: @jackie_emerson https://bit.ly/lu43t0 this is the article that confirms queen latifah’s death ill wait for my apology

@jackie_emerson: who’s sat scores did you steal in order to get into usc

@willowshields: i have met hardwood floors smarter than you

@jhutch1992: guess it’s time to log back off of twitter for forever!!

@isabellefuhrman: everyone who says you have no talent is completely wrong

@alexanderludwig: @isabellefuhrman aw thanks izzy <3

@isabellefuhrman: bc it’s truly talent, being THAT stupid

@alexanderludwig: @isabellefuhrman HE Y

@jackie_emerson: ALSO I WILL APOLOGIZE FOR NOTHING

@isabellefuhrman: last nye w/out alcohol #21hereicome

@amandlastenberg: yeah ok

@jackie_emerson: i can see the champagne glass in your hand from here, and i don’t even think we’re in the same time zone

@dayookeniyi: illegal alcohol, maybe

@isabellefuhrman: ok why are you all treating me like i’m ludwig

@alexanderludwig: not much fun is it, being the punching bag of the bunch, huh @isabellefurman

@willowshields: @alexanderludwig you misspelled isabelle’s last name u dumb fuck

@alexanderludwig: @willowshields EXCUSE ME WATCH UR PROFANITIY

@jackquaid92: while i’m not surprised none of u thg fuckers have lives to tend to instead of tweeting all the livelong night, but i on the other hand DO so peace out #livefromvegas

@jackie_emerson: i didn’t know you renamed your living room ‘vegas’

@jackquaid92: @jackie_emerson YOU ARE RUDE

@amandlastenberg: there is nothing for you in vegas aside from a lifelong gambling problem, why are you there

@jackquaid92: @amandlastenberg wow you are not ready to hear about this thing called a britney spears residency

@jhutch1992: @britneyspears run

@jackquaid92: @jhutch1992 i liked you better when your publicist tweeted from your account

@dayookeniyi: can we re-ring in 2012 instead of 2018? asking for a friend

@amandlastenberg: why, so @willowshields and i will be back to being 10 again??

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg actually so obama will be back to being our president but THAT IS A VERY VALID POINT

@willowshields: it’s so he can take a few steps back from being a literal grandpa

@dayookeniyi: I’M ALMOST 30 NOT 300

@amandlastenberg: i see no difference

@jhutch1992: ok but why do we never drag @levenrambin into our twitter holiday dumpster fires like…she’s on here too

@jackie_emerson: just like you can’t work a remote, lev can’t work twitter aside from hitting the retweet button

@willowshields: she disassociates herself from us, like ludwig did that time in an interview

@alexanderludwig: @willowshields hey i apologized for that

@jackquaid92: @alexanderludwig @willowshields yes, and you could have spent more than $2 on an apology fruit basket, those berries were weak

@isabellefuhrman: i’m sorry @jackquaid92 i thought you were too busy with britney to tweet

@jackquaid92: @isabellefuhrman ….i am, it’s my publicist tweeting for me

@amandlastenberg: @jackquaid92 YEAH RIGHT

@jackie_emerson: just like you can’t work a remote, lev can’t work twitter aside from hitting the retweet button (RETWEETED BY @levenrambin)

@willowshields: it’s been 5 years WHY CAN I NOT FIND ANY DIFFERENT FRIENDS ASIDE FROM YOU PEOPLE

@isabellefuhrman: you’re never getting rid of us

@amandlastenberg: all the old goons are like barnacles

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU’RE CALLING AN OLD GOON BUT YOU BETTER WATCH IT

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi or what? you gonna whack me with your cane? run me over with your walker?

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg i am two steps away from blocking you, calling your mother, and summoning my fairy godmother to turn you back to an eleven year old

@alexanderludwig: cant wait to liv it up tonite

@jackie_emerson: die

@isabellefuhrman: no one cares

@amandlastenberg: stop trying to revive liv it up it died before it even began

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg liv it up deserved a grammy

@amandlastenberg: @alexanderludwig if liv it up deserved a grammy, then @jackquaid92 playing the recorder deserved to be our national anthem

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg: i see nothing wrong with this logic

@amandlastenberg: if any of my neighbors are reading this – i hate u and i hope the cops show up to arrest you not for being too fucking loud, but for making it sound like pitbull is playing an outdoor concert on your patio

@willowshields: …why don’t YOU just call the cops on them

@alexanderludwig: what do you have against pitbull

@jackquaid92: and yet, you people wonder why others find us judgmental

@dayookeniyi: WHO’S THE OLD GOON NOW, COMPLAINING ABOUT THE VOLUME LEVELS

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi go back to a) knitting your sweaters and b) minding your own business

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg you just wait until you hit your late 20s and all you want to do is tactile things, you’ll be singing a different tune then

@jackie_emerson: nothing screams quality nye party like frolicking on the beach and throwing all of the stupid shit 2017 gave me out into the ocean

@amandlastenberg: pls don’t get eaten by a shark

@isabellefuhrman: @amandlastenberg i wouldn’t worry, the shark would bring her back

@alexanderludwig: you’re stupid for going out in the ocean when it isn’t shark week, emerson

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig i know damn well YOU aren’t calling ME stupid

@alexanderludwig: shark week is the only safe time to get in the water, since all the sharks are busy being on tv

@willowshields: i can feel my brain cells dying the longer i keep this app open

@isabellefuhrman: for any of you who actually bought that whole bit about @jackquaid92 being #liveatvegas …have i got news for u ;) #EXPOSED pic.twitter.com/j7skao2lm

@jackquaid92: WHAT THE FUCK ISABELLE

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@amandlastenberg: ALSO WHY ARE YOU TWO TOGETHER

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@isabellefuhrman: @jackquaid92 what, merquaid??? just figured everyone would want to be part of your world this evening

@jackquaid92: @isabellefuhrman you are STILL EVIL IDC WHAT ANYONE SAYS

@amandlastenberg: not that i’m surprised you assholes are keeping secrets ONCE A-FUCKING-GAIN, but i never thought i’d live to see the day when jackabelle was the only thg ship that sailed

@isabellefuhrman WHAT

@jackquaid92: WH A T

@willowshields: oh how we (and the shippers) were wrong

@alexanderludwig: AMANDLA STENBERG IDK WHAT JACKABELLE IS BUT FOR YOUR SAKE IT BETTER BE SOME MAJESTICAL WILDLIFE ANIMAL THAT LIVES IN THE OUTBACK OF AUSTRALIA

@amandlastenberg: @alexanderludwig listen you don’t get to be sad jack made a move first, mister ‘all i date is discount isabelles’

@jhutch1992: #highlightsof2017 @amandlastenberg outing @alexanderludwig ‘s type for all of twitter to see

@alexanderludwig: I DO NOT HAVE A TYPE

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig HOW DUMB ARE YOU

@isabellefuhrman: i am blocking all of you numskulls

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman who are you calling a numskull #mrsplebeian

@willowshields: @amandlastenberg @isabellefuhrman HOLY SHIT DID U JUST GO WHERE I THINK U WENT

@isabellefuhrman: @amandlastenberg BLOCKED

@isabellefuhrman: @amandlastenberg AND I AM NEVER TELLING YOU ANYTHING EVER AGAIN

@jackquaid92: @willowshields STOP CALLING ME

@willowshields: NOT UNTIL YOU ANSWER AND TELL ME WHEN YOU AND ISABELLE STARTED DATING

@isabellefuhrman: @willowshields WE ARE NOT DATING

@jhutch1992: @isabellefuhrman no guy willingly wears a seashell bra and red wig for a picture that isn’t being taken by their girlfriend

@willowshields: @jhutch1992 for the first time in your life, you have made sense

@isabellefuhrman: today’s word of the day is BLOCKED!! here it is in a sentence: all of my thg costars are getting BLOCKED

@jackie_emerson: excuse me i’ll have you know i did nothing to perpetuate this jackabelle insanity

@amandlastenberg: i’d love to see you try

@willowshields: who’s gonna help you block us, @jhutch1992

@jhutch1992: @willowshields i see what you did there and i do not appreciate it

@alexanderludwig: pls don’t block me

@isabellefuhrman: @alexanderludwig ……..

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig SHE’S HAD YOU BLOCKED SINCE 2013

@dayookeniyi: almost 2018 and the hunger games relationship disaster is STILL plaguing my life

@amandlastenberg: you’re just jealous that no one shipped you with anyone

@jackquaid92: wanna trade places?????

@dayookeniyi: @jackquaid92 no thanks, especially seeing as how ludwig’s probably gonna show up on your front door within the hour to pummel you for going after his girl

@alexanderludwig: #wolfpackcode

@jackquaid92: OKAY FIRST OF ALL YOU BETTER DELETE THIS SUBTWEET BULLSHIT BECAUSE I AM NOT DATING ISABELLE AND EVEN IF I WAS, ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS THAT YOU HAD T H R E E YEARS TO GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER AND IT’S NOT MY FAULT YOU’RE A MORON WHO WOULD RATHER DATE A LOOKALIKE (WHICH WE ALL NOTICE BTW) THAN ADMIT YOUR FEELINGS

@amandlastenberg: for my birthday, all i want is for someone to print @jackquaid92 ‘s reply and @jackie_emerson ‘s og snapping on ludwig tweet and frame them

@jhutch1992: wait since when did we have a code???????

@dayookeniyi: ……who is we

@jhutch1992: @dayookeniyi YOU BETTER CALL ME

@jackie_emerson: one year, we can’t have ONE YEAR WHERE NOTHING STUPID HAPPENS

@willowshields: you had two of them, clearly you took them for granted

@jackie_emerson: @willowshields if only you and amandla had like, a half an ounce of chill, i would not have to play the role of the bomb squad

@amandlastenberg: @jackie_emerson @willowshields THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR NOT INCLUDING US

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg YOU GET INCLUDED WAAAAAY MORE THAN I DO

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig YES AND THAT IS FOR A R E A S O N

@jackquaid92: new year’s resolution: hire a publicist to run my twitter for me

@jhutch1992: dude you really should, best decision i ever made

@dayookeniyi: what, and miss out on these beautiful little breaks in sanity?????? why would you ever wanna do that

@jackquaid92: @dayookeniyi might i redirect you to like, the last half hour of my twitter timeline

@amandlastenberg: in 2018 yall WILL ADD ME AND WILLOW TO WHATEVER LITTLE SECRET GROUP CHAT YOU HAVE GOING ON

@jackie_emerson: the only thing i have to do in life is die

@amandlastenberg: @jackie_emerson keep it up and it will be by my hand

@dayookeniyi: we don’t have a group chat

@isabellefuhrman: @dayookeniyi or you’re just not in it

@dayookeniyi: @isabellefuhrman EXCUSE ME YOU BETTER GET TO ADDING ME

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman i swear to god if you add dayo before me i will show up at your house

@isabellefuhrman: @amandlastenberg i mean, my house has become thg cast central this evening against my will anyways so what’s one more person

@madelinefuhrman: @alexanderludwig i can see your car parked outside my window so i’m just gonna go ahead and save you the trouble – go home

@alexanderludwig: WAIT WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU AT HOME I THOUGHT YOU WERE IN PARIS

@madelinefuhrman: @alexanderludwig 2017’s just been a year of disappointments, hasn’t it

@willowshields: how is it that we all just magically happen to be in the same zip code whenever we go on one of these twitter tirades

@jhutch1992: and i’m always not

@amandlastenberg: @jhutch1992 you’re rich, hop on a plane and fly out here

@jackie_emerson: i mean, i always try to not be anywhere near you people during the holiday season but the universe hates me

@isabellefuhrman: @jackie_emerson says the girl who texted me yesterday begging me to cancel all my plans so we could hang out

@isabellefuhrman: in 2018 i’m going to chase after my newest career goal: professional receipt collector and exposer

@dayookeniyi: does that mean your athlete phase has finally ended???? thank jesus

@jackquaid92: @dayookeniyi i still think nike mistook her for the OTHER, actually athletic isabelle fuhrman in existence

@isabellefuhrman: @jackquaid92 @dayookeniyi we’ll see who gets the last laugh, tweedledumb and tweedledumber

@jackie_emerson: exposer is not a word, isabelle, stop trying to imitate your one true love

@willowshields: @jackie_emerson NOW WOULD BE A REALLY GREAT TIME TO ADD ME AND AMANDLA TO THE GROUP CHAT SO WE CAN FIND OUT WHO THIS IS ABOUT

@isabellefuhrman: i have dirt on ALL OF YOU i might as well be the key-keeper of the fucking thg cast secrets

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman lemme stop you RIGHT THERE BC YOU KNOW GOOD AND WELL THAT YOU AREN’T THE ONE THAT HACKED INTO TRAFFIC CAMS TO SPY ON LUDWIG WITH ONE OF HIS WALMART BRAND ISABELLES SO GET BACK TO RUNNING LAPS, FORREST

@dayookeniyi: @isabellefuhrman is not cut out to be an athlete in any form – a thread

@dayookeniyi: exhibit a) the infamous platform incident where we were all convinced she was dead and we’d have to recast the role of clove (and thus introduce alexander to his first knockoff isabelle)

@jackie_emerson: I’M INTERRUPTING THE THREAD TO CONTRIBUTE and remind everyone of when isabelle tripped over the fucking LEVEL SIDEWALK AND SPRAINED HER ANKLE

@jackquaid92: isabelle gave herself a black eye opening my freezer

@amandlastenberg: isabelle fell through the pool ladder at my fourth of july pool party and had bruises all over the insides of her legs for 3 weeks

@alexanderludwig: once during filming isabelle was in my room and walked smack into the balcony door and i thought she’d broken her nose

@jhutch1992: ooh on the mall tour isabelle sliced her thumb wide open trying to tear off a piece of scotch tape

@isabellefuhrman: all of you are going to begin 2018 in this wonderful land called my blocked list

@alexanderludwig: SOS

@jackquaid92: told u not to follow jackie into the closet

@amandlastenberg: I AM DRIVING 30 MILES OVER THE SPEED LIMIT TO GET TO ISABELLE’S AS FAST AS I CAN SO HOLD OFF ON ANY DEVELOPMENTS IN THIS GAME OF 7 MINUTES OF HEAVEN

@willowshields: it’s true she’s driving like we’re auditioning for fast and the furious 9

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg this is not seven minutes in heaven belieb me it’s seven minutes in heLL

@dayookeniyi: @alexanderludwig did you just type ‘belieb’

@alexanderludwig: @dayookeniyi autocorrect

@amandlastenberg: @alexanderludwig WHY IS THAT SOMETHING YOUR PHONE WOULD AUTOCORRECT A WORD TO

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig GET OFF YOUR PHONE BEFORE I THROW IT INTO THE OCEAN

@jackquaid92: the worst thing to ever happen in 2017 was for twitter to give all of you nimrods 280 characters

@isabellefuhrman: says the guy who just got done using all 280 to roast alexander like a marshmallow

@jackie_emerson: LIKE YOU DON’T TAKE FULL ADVANTAGE OF SQUEEZING IN EVERY LAST CHARACTER TO COMPLETE THE BRITNEY LYRIC

@willowshields: in dark times like these, twitter needs as much of our fuckery as they can get

@alexanderludwig: if trump, the least deserving person ever, gets 280 characters, THEN SO DO I

@amandlastenberg: alright which one of you motherfuckers called the cops on me and willow

@jhutch1992: don’t look at me i’m busy freezing my ass off in kentucky and trying to set up this roku

@alexanderludwig: wasn’t me, i’m busy being INTERROGATED BY JACKIE WHO HAS APPARENTLY JOINED THE FBI SINCE WE LAST SAW HER

@dayookeniyi: i just learned how to dial 911 in this country like, 7 months ago so count me out

@jackie_emerson: what excuse did you use on them??? ‘sorry i was speeding officer, my ships from 2012 were on the verge of sinking’

@jackquaid92: consider this payback for starting jackabelle

@jhutch1992: have any of my followers/thg costars set up a roku tv and can give me advice

@dayookeniyi: advice: give up now

@isabellefuhrman: use your roku as a coaster

@jackie_emerson: who at best buy talked you into buying one of those like did they not know you were technologically inept the minute you walked through the wrong set of automatic doors

@amandlastenberg: call the lapd and tell them officer chad wrongfully accused me of about 20 different traffic violations

@willowshields: put it back in the box and send it to me, where it will actually see use

@jackquaid92: still trying to decipher if this is josh or josh’s publicist….

@jhutch1992: and the award for the least helpful people on the planet goes TO

@jackquaid92: @jhutch1992 yep this is definitely josh

@isabellefuhrman: @jackie_emerson you have 46 seconds to get the fuck out of my closet before i come in there and drag you out by the hair

@jackie_emerson: i’m trying to jumpstart your love life okay hold your fucking horses

@amandlastenberg: I AM COMING AS FAST AS I CAN @jackie_emerson HOLD THE FORT DOWN AND MAKE SURE JACK DOESN’T CALL THE COPS ON ME FOR SPEEDING YET AGAIN

@isabellefuhrman: @madelinefuhrman please come out of your room and literally kick everyone out i’m going crazy

@madelinefuhrman: @isabellefuhrman you had your chance to lose touch with them years ago, time for you to make your bed and lie in it sis

@willowshields: things i need to happen in 2018 – for the traffic court to take away @amandlastenberg ‘s license

@amandlastenberg: don’t you even START

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg DON’T TWEET AND DRIVE

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi THEN TELL THE OTHER FUCKERS AT ISABELLE’S TO SIT DOWN, TURN ON HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL, AND WAIT UNTIL I GET THERE BEFORE THEY START DOING THINGS

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg they listen to me as well as they do to you: not at all

@alexanderludwig: i wish i was @levenrambin right about now – not involved in this mess, probly enjoying my new years eve, living without the knowledge of what the back of @isabellefuhrman ‘s closet looks like

@isabellefuhrman: YOU WHAT NOW

@amandlastenberg: MY FOOT OF LEAD IS ONLY SO HEAVY

@jackie_emerson: you’ll thank me later ludwig

@alexanderludwig: @jackie_emerson i can’t thank anyone who doesn’t have respect for the dead

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig IF YOU SUGGEST QUEEN LATIFAH IS DEAD ONE MORE FUCKING TIME I AM HEAVE-HOING YOU OUT THE DAMN THIRD STORY WINDOW

@jackquaid92: HANNAH MONTANA MARATHONNNNNNNN!!!!!

@dayookeniyi: we have descended into hell

@willowshields: @amandlastenberg pls turn the car around i suddenly want to go home

@isabellefuhrman: IF YOU BREAK MY COUCH TRYING TO REENACT THE PUMPIN UP THE PARTY PERFORMANCE I WILL KILL YOU

@jhutch1992: are there any subliminal messages in the hannah montana soundtrack about how to properly set up a roku tv without using the usb cord to gouge out one’s eyes

@jackie_emerson: @jackquaid92 serenading me with ‘if we were a movie’ is not the way to my heart

@amandlastenberg: @jackquaid92 STOP IT RIGHT NOW YOU AREN’T ALLOWED TO MAKE A MOVE ON HER UNTIL I GET THERE AND CAN RECORD IT FOR THE LAST LITTLE CULT OF TUMBLR FANS OUT THERE

@isabellefuhrman: #jacquelackFOREVAAAAAAA

@dayookeniyi: dude don’t disrespect corbin bleu like that

@jackie_emerson: @dayookeniyi for someone who’s SOOOOOO opposed to this hannah montana marathon, you sure do have a vast hm knowledge

@dayookeniyi: @jackie_emerson listen we only got like….5 channels back in the day and one of them happened to be the disney channel, i’ve lived through more hannah than i care to admit; i could bust out into the nobody’s perfect dance right here and now but I’M NOT

@willowshields: you guys are like in the same room….WHY ARE YOU TWEETING EACH OTHER

@jhutch1992: why do people in my family BUY ME GIFTS THAT REQUIRE COMMON SENSE WHEN IT COMES TO TECHNOLOGY

@jackie_emerson: you barely have common sense period

@isabellefuhrman: there’s this magical thing called youtube that might be of use

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman please like he knows how to work a web browser

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg IF YOU DON’T STOP TWEETING AND DRIVING I WILL CALL THE LAPD

@jackquaid92: go cry about it into your tissues made of 20 dollar bills and tell someone who CARES

@alexanderludwig: for a moment, i thought the word box was spelled b-o-c-k-s

@willowshields: WE ALMOST DIED BECAUSE AMANDLA’S CAR READ THIS OUT LOUD TO US AND SHE SWERVED TO RUN US INTO A PALM TREE BC OF HOW DONE SHE IS W YOU

@isabellefuhrman: DID MY CLOSET SCAR YOU THAT BADLY

@jackie_emerson: sometimes i wonder how hard you were thrown at a brick wall when you were a child in order for these to be the results twenty something years later

@dayookeniyi: ………..just HOW much marijuana did you smoke before arriving

@alexanderludwig: @willowshields @isabellefuhrman @jackie_emerson @dayookeniyi oh come on like you people haven’t had moments like this

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig WE HAVEN’T

@amandlastenberg: somehow we have run into nye traffic even though we’re headed in the opposite direction of downtown…is everyone trying to get to isabelle’s house or something this evening

@jackquaid92: i’m sensing passive-aggressiveness

@amandlastenberg: @jackquaid92 NO SHIT

@isabellefuhrman: maybe it’s just a sign that you’re not meant to ever experience a nye with us

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman you will take that back or else i will drive my car right into your living room

@isabellefuhrman: @amandlastenberg assuming you ever get here, that is

@jackie_emerson: the devil works, but la party-goers work harder

@dayookeniyi: @elinafuhrman is the best cook on the face of this planet

@isabellefuhrman: it takes one housewife to know another

@alexanderludwig: if you schmooze your way into getting that last vegan brownie imma wake up madeline and set her on your ass

@amandlastenberg: i’m going to take this as a sign that things have gone back to being uneventful as i requested so thank u dear idiots you all get gold star stickers when i get there

@jackie_emerson: @amandlastenberg *if, not when

@willowshields: can someone please come pick me up i’m on a road somewhere near isabelle’s house and amandla is 3 seconds away from a meltdown

@jackquaid92: this is karma for the jackabelle thing

@amandlastenberg: @jackquaid92 I am coming for your ass.

@dayookeniyi: @jackquaid92 @amandlastenberg dude she used proper capitalization and punctuation you better leave now while you still have a chance

@isabellefuhrman: #champagnefordaysssss

@jackquaid92: what happened to this being the last nye without alcohol?????

@amandlastenberg: keep on drinking your champagne girly, means that the hard stuff gets saved for me and by jove i’m gonna need it

@alexanderludwig: SHARE

@jackie_emerson: keep the alcohol away from ludwig’s grubby paws the last thing we need is him getting drunk and writing the 2018 follow up to liv it up

@jhutch1992: IT’S NEW YEARS HERE IN KENTUCKY HAPPY NEW YEARS AND MAY 2018 BE THE YEAR I FINALLY COMPREHEND MODERN TECHNOLOGY

@alexanderludwig: WAIT IT’S NEW YEARS THERE

@jackquaid92: what’s the sound situation down there?

@jhutch1992: @jackquaid92 sounds like the revolutionary war is occurring right outside my window BUT IT’S OKAY BC IT’S 2018

@jackie_emerson: your idea of modern technology is a toaster

@amandlastenberg: HAPPY NEW YEAR THANKS FOR BEING THE MOST BORING, UNEVENTFUL FRIEND I HAVE

@jhutch1992: @amandlastenberg THANK YOU

@jhutch1992: @amandlastenberg: HEY WAIT A SECOND

@jackquaid92: is it too late to ask for things i want for christmas bc i need life alert right about now

@jackie_emerson: you and me both

@willowshields: amandla wants to know what happened and so do i (but i’m not gonna tell amandla until traffic starts moving because i’m actually afraid for my life)

@dayookeniyi: @elinafuhrman where do you keep your bleach

@alexanderludwig: it’s midnight somewhere ;)

@jackie_emerson: and it’s 2017 here which means i’ve still got time to leave you behind

@amandlastenberg: ELABORATE PLEASE

@isabellefuhrman: x

@willowshields: CALL 911 I REPEAT SOMEONE CALL 911 WE ARE VEERING WILDLY OFF THE ROAD

@dayookeniyi: time to burn the best of both worlds into my retinas to hopefully unsee what just happened

@amandlastenberg: things i can officially say i’ve done before 2017 ends: off-roading

@jackie_emerson: in la?????

@amandlastenberg: @jackie_emerson you can do anything you put your mind to

@willowshields: we’ll be spending 2018 in the hospital getting treated for whiplash

@dayookeniyi: @willowshields see this wouldn’t be a problem if you and amandla were still 10

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi go back to your hannah montana marathon oladayo and leave me ALONE

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg who the hell is oladayo

@dayookeniyi: @alexanderludwig ....that’s it i give up @amandlastenberg if i come stand outside isabelle’s house will you hit me and put me out of my misery

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi you got it dude

@jackie_emerson: the rise of the little merquaid

@dayookeniyi: white people

@jackquaid92: STOP TELLING SOCIAL MEDIA ABOUT THIS GODDAMMIT

@amandlastenberg: i hope one of you knuckleheads has a hidden talent of being a mechanic because MY CAR SURE IS GONNA NEED THE TUNE UP

@madelinefuhrman: CAN YOU ALL GO HOME ALREADY

@isabellefuhrman: @madelinefuhrman you had your chance to get rid of them hours ago, time to make your bed and lie in it SIS

@madelinefuhrman: @isabellefuhrman don’t use my words against me or i’ll start tweeting out old diary entries now that alexbelle is a-happenin

@amandlastenberg: @madelinefuhrman YOU START HUNTING AND I’LL BE THERE IN UNDER 5 TO HELP YOU TWEET THEM OUT

@willowshields: @amandlastenberg SLOW THE FUCK DOWN I JUST SAW US PASS LIGHT

@jhutch1992: next year i’m gonna fly out to wherever the hell in the world you guys decide to be so i can spend new years with you guys instead of my redneck neighbors and malfunctioning roku

@jackquaid92: i nominate we all go to disney, and you foot the bill

@jhutch1992: @jackquaid92 why the hell should i pay when i have liam’s credit card information stored in my apple pay

@jackie_emerson: i’m with jack, let’s go to disney world next year!!!!

@isabellefuhrman: we just gotta make sure wherever we go, we give @amandlastenberg ample travel time or else she might blackmail mickey into stabbing us

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman i’m touched that you know me so well

@jhutch1992: @jackquaid92 @jackie_emerson @isabellefuhrman @amandlastenberg are you guys just gonna ignore the bit about my roku????

@jackie_emerson: @jhutch1992 you actually expected otherwise?

@isabellefuhrman: i hear tires squealing so i’m going to assume @amandlastenberg has finally arrived to the wasn’t-supposed-to-be-a-party party

@amandlastenberg: I AM HERE AND MY PHONE IS ON RECORD RESUME THE ALEXBELLE MAKEOUT SESSIONS BECAUSE I AM CLAIMING MY TITLE OF QUEEN OF THE INTERNET

@amandlastenberg: also pls let me in it’s cold

@dayookeniyi: WONDERFUL @amandlastenberg i’m waiting at the door with scissors, provide your license upon entry

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi maybe in 2018 you’ll stop being so delusional

@willowshields: i have never been so grateful to see @alexanderludwig in my life

@alexanderludwig: um what are you talking about i’m a cATCH

@jackie_emerson: how to know you’ve gotten Desperate

@willowshields: @jackie_emerson you weren’t in that car

@amandlastenberg: WE WERE NOT GOING THAT FAST

@willowshields: @isabellefuhrman please lock @amandlastenberg outside bc lightning is about to strike her down

@alexanderludwig: you guys are going to leave behind this mess of USING ME AS A PUNCHING BAG IN 2017 DAMMIT

@jackie_emerson: they will be lowering you into the ground and i’ll still be throwing hands

@jackquaid92: if you haven’t shaken it by now, you never will dude

@alexanderludwig: @isabellefuhrman please protect me

@isabellefuhrman: @alexanderludwig you’re a good kisser but you’re an even greater punching bag xoxo

@jackquaid92: almost all of the gang back together again…..i wish i was in vegas with britney

@dayookeniyi: all we have to do is pull out a karaoke machine and put ludwig in some heels, it’ll practically be the same thing

@jackquaid92: @dayookeniyi how dare you liken ludwig to jesus spears

@isabellefuhrman: um do you not remember what happened when we went to go see taylor swift’s nye performance a few years ago in times square???????

@jackquaid92: @isabellefuhrman it was wonderful what are you talking about

@jackie_emerson: @jackquaid92 WE ALMOST GOT ARRESTED

@amandlastenberg: get off your PHONES AND ENTERTAIN ME

@jackquaid92: @amandlastenberg this is why we don’t invite you, you’re too high maintenance – always trying to build up more footage for your alexbelle/emerquaid repertoire

@amandlastenberg: @jackquaid92 okay first, i don’t buy that you know what the word repertoire means so get off dictonary.com and SECONDLY I HAVE A DUTY TO THE PEOPLE OF TUMBLR

@dayookeniyi: i thought i had seen it all tonight….and then someone mentioned the word ‘reputation’

@jackquaid92: BEST ALBUM OF 2018

@alexanderludwig: SAVED MY LFIE

@jhutch1992: WHAT IS THIS ABOUT QUEEN SWIFT

@isabellefuhrman: you had to know the taylor swift fan-men would be extra rabid on a full moon, dayo, it’s your own damn fault

@amandlastenberg: @jhutch1992 since when did you become a taylor swift fan

@jhutch1992: @amandlastenberg SINCE ALWAYS

@alexanderludwig: I DID SOMETHING BAD IS MY JAM SOMEONE CRANK IT UP

@willowshields: @alexanderludwig *pretends to be shocked*

@dayookeniyi: @isabellefuhrman suddenly your closet is looking more and more like a safe place to begin the new year

@isabellefuhrman: @dayookeniyi WHAT IS SO SCARY ABOUT MY CLOSET?!

@jackie_emerson: @isabellefuhrman sweetie, you can’t be that oblivious

@amandlastenberg: @jackie_emerson don’t speak so soon, this is the girl that’s had the hots for ludwig for how long now???

@isabellefuhrman: @jackie_emerson @amandlastenberg get out of my house

@jackie_emerson: maybe in 2018 i will join @levenrambin and break free of this thg twitter curse

@jackquaid92: maybe in 2018 alexander and isabelle will actually stay together

@isabellefuhrman: maybe in 2018 you all will stop coming to my house uninvited

@willowshields: maybe in 2018 amandla will get her license revoked and stop terrorizing the roads

@dayookeniyi: maybe in 2018 i will get to watch as the isabelle posters in nike come down

@isabellefuhrman: @dayookeniyi maybe in 2018 i’ll get you your aarp card for your birthday

@dayookeniyi: @isabellefuhrman I AM NOT THAT OLD DAMMIT

@isabellefuhrman: @dayookeniyi i’m sorry i don’t speak grandpa

@dayookeniyi: maybe in 2018 you people will stop being so SASSY

@jhutch1992: maybe in 2018 you guys will learn about this thing called communication

@alexanderludwig: maybe in 2018 (as in this week) when queen latifah’s funeral is televised you all will apologize and acknowledge that i’m not dumber than a bag of rocks

@amandlastenberg: 3 words, all of you: NEVER. GONNA. HAPPEN

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