#i guess... just gonna make a tag for it? yeahhhh.....

[prostocupoftea]

Second day of kinitotober and it is one of the frames from my comic (: simplified design really saves me tbh

silly fella

btw about kinitotober, im just trying to get back into fandom and gonna try to post something nito-related every day

i am multifandom and gonna draw pressure and other stuff, just reeeally want to finish at least first chapter of my comic, yk (:

[katyspersonal]

Some responses

Oh jeez...... Guys, I did not expect my post to resonate with so many people. I was aware that the problem of people feeling excluded and mocked just for less common headcanons had to be big, but I still thought this post would stay between me and all five of my followers, hahah; I am glad that some people feel really heard here! Some are for very different reasons, too?

I ESPECIALLY want to point out this one, because it is exactly the result I've been seeing a lot:

@tsunbath I've heard similar things from (former?) Malenia fans, and also I know at least two friends for whom Maria was ruined as a character because of how toxic her fans were. You are VERY right about the fact that Malenia would've hated to be the symbol of gatekeeping and bullying in the fandoms! I feel like the same would go for Maria; there is no direct confirmation, but I doubt many people can argue that she IS compassionate soul. Like... how do those toxic fans keep making the deep, compassionate, tragic female character into THE symbol of mockery, exclusion and aggression? Beats me.

It just deeply resonates with me how actions of the bad type of fans can create aversion to a character or a ship. I've had this phase with Mariadeline ship tbh. My advice would be - avoid searching content for the character/ship, try to find a tiny pool of people that likes them but are normal and respectful about it, allow yourself to feel identified with "normal fans of the thing" pool rather than dread of identifying with toxic gatekeepers by association... Like, the ship got recovered for me this way, same as Maria's character herself. Just remember that toxic fans and normal fans are not the same entity... It is a very rare case where division is HELPFUL! Hopefully you will be able to recover Malenia for yourself and not think of those l00sers anymore.

@mycopok I know Mal, easily the best person to have ever crossed BB fandom, and nothing will ever replace her </3 I am just happy that her positive influence still lingers even after becoming way less active, like... yeah, fans just should be allowed to explore any idea they want. Maria x Laurence is SUPER interesting concept! In fact, the initial post WAS made because of someone venting that they were afraid to post their Maria x Laurence stuff out of fear of being ostracised!

@underworldsheiress Yeahhhh again, you are not the first one I hear a story like this from. I also heard takes like 'tomboys are the grossest aesthetic, either come out as a trans or get back in line' (not exagerration). It is REALLY unfair how a woman looking masculine should be either her being a butch lesbian, or... well, no longer being a woman in the end. Infighting and forcing pointless norms on each other is a huge problem with LGBT+ community, you'd expect people to gather to support each other but... people will be people I guess :/ Anyways gigachad move of you to wear what you want.

@alma-amentet I don't quite agree with your tastes on body types maybe not gonna lie; However what you pointed out (not so much in the tags, I saw what else you said heh) is a very good example of how fandoms are open spaces and everyone should feel welcomed here. Like, the girls in the fandoms will have absolutely ridiculously specific tastes regarding male characters - not liking shorter height, not liking slim build, prettifying their canonically not-so-attractive face, judging them in sexy look contests, throwing insults towards their appearance quirks at times...

But once someone tries to pull similar things with female characters - all HELL breaks loose. Double standards in the fandoms regarding genders of the characters are absurd. I even once saw someone in BB fandom whining about how someone attempted to discuss which female character was hotter with them...... after we, as a fandom, CONSTANTLY have shit like 'sexyman contest who is sexier Mico or Brador vote now from your phones!!!!'. .... Like idk if you need to hear this as well or not, but everyone should be allowed to say 'muscular women aren't my taste' for the exact same reason why everyone is allowed to say 'muscular men aren't my taste'.

@fantomette22 @rhythmloid Devotees of the Biphobic Order are the bane of every western fandom's existence at this point for real though :/ They will see a female character that wears pants and kicks ass and start shaking over her like Gollum with The One Ring, ignoring all the context, nuance, her personal story, other possibilities, etc... Like I said - feelings of real people who just try to enjoy the fandom are more important than some toxic bunch's creepy obsession with the character they want to crown as their token masculine lesbian based on stereotypes, no less. I say if they really care about masculine lesbians, they should direct their activity towards real world and real people. Because, again - fandomry is not activism.

Anyways thanks everyone for speaking, and sorry if the tagging annoyed you or something fdsjhfh I really appreciate that, and I do hope you all will be able to find your own group in the fandom that'll keep you mentally safe from the toxic fans ruining characters for you. Like a power barrier in the middle of the chaos! I know I did find mine, lol

[misterradio]

okay here are some actual across the spiderverse thoughts so you have been Spoiler Warned! a lot of ranting im just getting it out of my head i guess.

the theatre was a lot busier than when we went 2 see renfield, and there were way more people in the theatre room itself (i guess the room where u watch the movie is also called the theatre?) so it was a bit nice to have more company i guess lol. i wasnt the only one rustling snacks around etc. and it was kind of nice to hear the murmur of reactions ::-)

okay the movie itself UMMM WAT CAN I SAY!! it was so so so visually gorgeous. everything is just packed with SO much life and character. every character is so unique in its visual style like you just know these people are using animation to its full power for REAL!!!!!!!!!

story wise.. i think it has a lot of the same themes as the first movie but i honestly dont remember it well. it was good !!! i dont have much to say on it i think the visuals are more fun to talk about ehehe

i think it is so crazy that tey were like yeah the guy who shouted BAGEL in the 1st movie is the main villain of this one. hello. its so funny but also to think it is funny is exactly what the villain wouldnt want you to think. SAD!

the villain was so fun to watch his manerisms were just so fun and he had interesting body proportions (idk and IDC if that is a weird comment to make) like everything abt him was just so [chefs kiss] AND. i love his design changing over time and when he is all scribbly and creepyyyyyy........yeahhhh. he was on screen and i was like what the hale they put rorschach in this movie.

i feel so bad for already forgetting this persons name (MIGUEL..???) im so sorry but one of the spider people was also so fun to watch he was very much The Angst Lord. and ppl in the tag are already writing insane smut with him. but anyways his snappy aggressive actions were just sooo fun to watch although a bit scary lol* (*the person writing this has experienced people losing their temper in violent ways too recently for comfort)

i knew spider punk was in this movie and i wasnt expecting his name to be Hobie and for him to be Bri'ish. he is so cool though rock on brother ?????

ERMM THE . ENDINGG...... EEE..E.EEEEHHGGGGHHHEE.... HEEEEEE ............ heeeee.e..eeeeee.......

i was like i know this movie is 2 hours but when is this gonna resolve and then it was like. to be conintued and i wanted to exlplode BUT IN A POSITIVE WAY!!!!!!!!!! like that was such a satisfying movie and i cant wait to see what comes nextttt.... MWAH

i want to kiss everyone who worked on htis movie on the MOUTH!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU ART AND ANIMATIONNNNNNN !!!!!! EXPLODES

[castrotophic]

thanks for tagging me this is cute 🥺

do you make your bed?

lmao no 😭 if someone is coming over or im feeling cleany i guess i will but thats lowkey rare

what's your favorite number?

i am emotionally attached to 16 idk why, i also like 12

what is your job?

i am unemployed 😍😍 i volunteer as a receptionist at a hospital though

if you could go back to school would you?

also currently in school, premed for the win 💪💪

can you parallel park?

i mean technically i probably COULD? i would probably die of stress before i got halfway done though (i hate driving with a burning passion)

do you think aliens are real?

yes but i don't think we'll ever meet any. the universe is literally vast and expanding lol the chance of us meeting an alien civilization are literally 0, i believe they're out there though

can you drive a manual car?

lmao nooooo i can barely drive automatic

what's your guilty pleasure?

okay first blue i LOVE BRIDGET JONES grgrhrhrgg honestly best p&p adaptation i have ever seen and one of the best romcoms hands down (although nothing will EVER surpass return to me)... anyway my guilty pleasure is ummmm reading rpf 😭😭 i love it so much

tattoos?

no and i probably won't get any any time soon. idl the idea of getting stabbed with a needle so much scares me and i also just feel like i might regret getting smth that doesnt have like a really deep meaning to me... im not like completely opposed but it would have to be smth REALLY special

favorite color?

mmmm green i do love green... the grass and the trees 😍😍😍

favorite type of music?

ummm i mean i guess i would say indie folk or stomp and holler, but i really listen to almost every kind of music... the sole exception is probs hip hop/r&b im not really into that

do you like puzzles?

yes but i am not allowed to have them in my room because i WILL get addicted and do nothing but puzzle for 7+ hours (me finishing the cains jawbone book puzzle in like 3 days)

any phobias?

ummm i guess im fairly scared of spiders? im really brave though so most of the time i can kill them before they get away...

favorite childhood sport?

k i KNOW this is gonna sound crazy but. i LOVE dodgeball, both as a kid and now... like they really just throw balls at you and you either get hit or don't and its so much fun... also it doesn't require ME to throw any balls (i am bad at this) as i usually get out pretty fast and just have to duck the balls

do you talk to yourself?

yeahhhh i like to talk my way through instructions and arguments in my head lol

what movies do you adore?

I LOVE THIS QUESTION ok the princess bride, the sound of music, a muppet Christmas carol, the swan princess, megamind, asteroid city

coffee or tea?

tea ❤️❤️ herbal tea is my BABY anything with ginger or cinnamon just gets me

first thing you wanted to be growing up?

a child psychologist (??) do not remember my reasoning for this only that i was very firm in my decision for about a month and then switched to being a divorce lawyer (again, why i could not tell you bc that lowkey sounds like the worst thing ever)

i will tag ppl later bc i need to go to SLEEP but thank you for tagging me i love you good night 🥹🥹

I was tagged by @hollyspn

I'll tag @beanmom @babyblue-mind @torturedpoetdean

Do you make your bed?

nopeee (living that Disabled Life TM where i'm in it more than out, so no need to bother lol)

What’s your favourite number?

3!

What is your job?

I'm an online essay writing tutor! (hit me up if you need help with anything writing related!)

If you could go back to school, would you?

I would LOVE to get like an MFA in creative writing, or just take art classes at a community college (but can't be 1. disabled & 2. broke af)

Can you parallel park?

technically? I did in the past (not well, but did it) but that was like...10 years ago lol and I am Not Able To Drive now due, again, to the fkn disabilities

A job you had that would surprise people?

not really a job, and idk if it is surprising? but I helped take care of my granny for a long while after her brain surgery

Do you think aliens are real?

yes!

Can you drive a manual car?

nopee

What's your guilty pleasure?

...destiel :D

Tattoos?

none :( but I want soooo many

Favourite colour?

yellow!

Favourite type of music?

folk punk, and whatever florence and the machine is classified as

Do you like puzzles?

sometimes

Any phobias?

SPIDERS (and really any bugs), heights, the ocean, snakes

Favourite childhood sport?

i do not like sports ball

Do you talk to yourself?

allllllll the time

What movies do you adore?

but i'm a cheerleader (it was my lesbian awakening lol), four weddings and a funeral, steel magnolias

Coffee or tea?

suuuper sweet tea (i'm from texas what do you expect)

First thing you wanted to be growing up?

I think the first thing was an artist? but I'm not sure. I had a lot of things I thought of doing, including but not limited to: baker, photographer, author (doing it!), teacher (also doing it!), and garbage man (???) (this was because I thought how they got to ride hanging off the back of the truck looked fun lol)

[shippingcontacts]

Love in the air ep 8

Prapai is capital H horny.

I knew even before their episodes started that prapaisky where gonna get some heads turning (understandably I guess?) but moving on.

They didn't have to be so good at their jobs🤧 prapai is living his enemies to lovers, slow burn, self insert fan fic. Remember when I said this show was just full of all my fictional turn ons? Yeahhhh

He's so smitten it makes him look stupid. Sex with sky broke his brain now he's all he can think about. (three months mr playboy?) That's so very rich pain in the ass™ of him.

I'm not ready for the pain and angst that is probably going to be skys backstory 😔 I can't bare to watch best boy sad.

He's cute. Not quite golden retrieve but close enough.

He's already so tired of him 😂

Prapai liked that a little TOO much. He's so smug. Sky my boy you've got your hands full. But also it's gonna be so nice to see such a self assured, smarmy playboy fall completely and utterly in love with sky.

Now to close this off. Rain was still too adorable for his own good. I shouldn't have enjoyed seeing him pleading on his knees as much as I did but I no longer go to therapy so im not gonna open that can of worms🤠

Secondly if I see one more reused scene from the first 2 episodes I may loose my mind.

And lastly if anyone would like I could give my thoughts on the conditions leading to prapaiskys roll in the sheets. (in a tagged and tw post of course)

[ponderinqs]

Pushed Away || JJ Maybank

pairing: jj x reader

warnings: swearing, mentions of abuse, underage drinking, angst, gun usage, SLOW BURN!!!

word count: 3.3k

summary: you’re best friends with jj, but something happens one day, leaving you and the rest of the group confused and worried about him. what happened to him? did you do something to hurt him? or maybe, there’s something rather... emotional going on inside him. something he’s never felt for anyone before in his life.

a/n: here’s me apologizing for not posting this WAYYY sooner. listen,, i got huge writers block for a very long time, and i wasn’t feeling up to anything obx. but now that season 2 has come out, and the fact that i’m at the beach right now (approximately 2 hours away from where they film outer banks), i finally have some motivation to write. soooo yeahhhh. hope you enjoy LMFAOOO. also, read the other parts if u haven’t already!

unedited. please excuse any typos :)

comment if you want tagged !! :)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

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It’s been about four days since your friends found out about your past. A week since you spoke to any of them.

When you came home that night after seeing Rafe, you and your mother got into a screaming fit over how she needs to stop trying to change you back to who you used to be.

“You don’t get to tell me who I am! I get to choose that!” You yelled, finger pointed at your mother.

“Excuse me?! I am your mother! I can do whatever I need to do to get you to stop turning into someone you’re not!” Now your mother was screaming at you, probably waking the neighbors.

“Life was better when dad was here! Now you’re just a pathetic excuse as a mother!!” You felt regretful for the words that left your mouth, but in the heat of the moment, it felt like the right thing to do.

You felt a hand come across your cheek. “You don’t get to talk to me like that, young lady!”

She left the house shortly after you two fought. Your mother has been gone for a few days, which left you holed up in your room, alone, letting the nasty thoughts fog your brain.

You groaned as you got out of your bed, trudging to the bathroom to see how awful you looked. Your hair was disheveled and you looked like absolute shit. “God…” You whispered, letting your fingers graze your cheek. You winced as you felt a slight sting from the movement. It was still sore, and even if there wasn’t much of a mark anymore, you could still see a slight red tint to it.

You finally decided it was time to leave the house. The sun was beginning to set, but you didn’t want to be holed up in your house for another day. After cleaning up and looking somewhat normal, you walked downstairs and went to open the door, but someone was at the door, just about to knock. It was Pope, looking frantic and scared.

“Y/N! Hi!” He pulled you into a quick hug. “You gotta come quick, there’s something wrong with JJ.” He looked at you, scanning your face for any response, when he saw the slightly reddened cheek mark.

“Who did that?” He spoke softly, his finger touching the mark lightly. “My mother.” You sighed. You didn’t feel like worrying everyone, but it was already happening.

“We can talk about this later, okay? But c'mon, we gotta go.” He nudged his head to his car as the both of you made your way over to the car.

“Is he okay? What’s wrong with him?” You spoke after a few minutes of pure silence while Pope drove. “I really don’t know. He went back home last night and something must’ve happened there. You’re like the only one that can get him to calm down.” He smiled at you as he pulled into the Chateau.

You both got out and walked towards the front, where JJ was seen pacing back and forth, Kiara and John B just watching him. They both saw you and stared, not saying a word.

JJ turned around and saw you, the two of you making eye contact. He stopped pacing, and you saw the sun shine through his beautiful hair, but you also noticed more cuts and bruises scattered around his pretty face.

You approached him with caution, looking into his ocean blue eyes the entire time. The two of you didn’t speak any words, but somehow you still calmed JJ down. You grabbed both of his arms as you looked at his face, examining each and every cut and bruise.

Instead of speaking, you hugged him. You wrapped your arms around his torso tightly, resting your head on his chest. He was hesitant at first, but he also wrapped his arms around your waist, burying his head in your neck.

You felt wetness on your skin, making you hug him even tighter. JJ let out a choked sob, still holding onto you as if you were the only thing keeping him from completely losing it. You stroked his back, your eyes watering as you listened to him cry into you.

“I can’t do it.” He mumbled into your neck in between sobs. Your heart broke for what felt like the hundredth time this week. And again, you couldn’t do anything to help him, which made you feel helpless. All you could do was stand here and hug your best friend, hoping something would make everything stop hurting.

JJ went limp in your arms as the two of you fell to the ground, JJ covering his face with his hands and he continued to cry. “JJ..” You whispered softly, grabbing him and holding him to your chest. You ran your hand through his hair a few times, trying to get him to calm down.

You looked around at the other Pogue members, signaling that they need to give you two a minute. They understood and nodded, walking into the Chateau and closing the door behind them.

After they were gone, you moved JJ away from you as you pulled his hands away from his face. Your foreheads rested against each other’s, the two of you not daring to break eye contact.

His eyes were red and puffy, tears still streaming down his face. He looked at you with his sad eyes as you felt raindrops beginning to fall on the top of your head.

Soon it was beginning to rain even harder, but the two of you just sat outside, staring at each other and not speaking a word. “I can’t deal with him anymore..” JJ’s voice cracked at the end, letting out another choked sob.

You cupped his face with your hands, kissing his forehead lightly. As you pulled his face away, he noticed the faint cheek mark on your face. “Who.. who did that?” He said quietly, his hand coming up to touch it.

Shivers went down your spine as you felt his touch, along with a slight sting. “Shit.” You hissed, looking down at the ground.

“It was your mother, wasn’t it?” He moved his dripping wet hair out of his face, looking into your eyes.

You nodded slowly right as a bolt of lightning cracked in the air. Thunder boomed through the atmosphere within seconds, and the two of you shared the same look. “Let’s go inside, okay?” You grabbed his hand and helped him stand as the two of you went inside.

The three friends looked up at the sound of the door closing, seeing the both of you drenched with your hands still intertwined.

You squeezed his hand, leading him to the extra bedroom. You watched the fragile boy lie down on the bed, turning his back to you.

You turned around and went back out to the rest of your friends. “Um, we’re gonna stay here tonight.” You shuffled your feet.

“Everyone is staying here. The hurricane is coming through right now.” John B sat on one of the couches, finally looking up at you.

You nodded. “He’s gonna be okay, Y/N. Just give him time.” Kiara looked up at you, giving you a slight smile.

You sighed and made your way to the bathroom and grabbed a few towels before you returned to the extra room, seeing JJ in the same position that he was in when you left him.

“Hey, I got some towels so we can dry off.” You got onto the bed and set the towels in front of you. JJ turned around and sat up, grabbing a towel and drying off his hair.

“Do you have extra clothes here?” You asked, and JJ just simply nodded, pointing to the worn down dresser across from the bed. You stood up and walked over, opening it and finding some random clothes for you and JJ.

You tossed JJ a random marina shirt, and a pair of shorts. You found a blue shirt and some sweats, and put them onto the bed. “Well, close your eyes.” You grinned at him, and JJ smirked before covering his eyes with his hand.

You stripped from your wet shirt and tossed it to the corner of the room, making a note to wash it tomorrow. When you looked at JJ, he was peeking out of his hand. “Maybank!!” You giggled as you hurriedly put the shirt on.

“Well, I like the view.” He commented, making the heat rise up to your cheeks. You shook your head and pulled off the drenched pants you had on, rushing to put on the sweatpants.

“Keep em off.” He smirked, his hands now completely away from his eyes. “Oh, shut up.” You finished changing and got into bed, JJ now getting up and changing. “Do I need to close my eyes?” You spoke as if you were a little child.

“That’s up to you.” He smirked again. You decided not to as you watched him slowly peel his wet shirt off of his body.

Without realizing it, you were biting your lip and staring at his defined torso. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” JJ laughed, pulling the dry shirt onto him and then taking off his drenched shorts.

Seeing JJ in his boxers was something you never thought you would witness, but I guess it had to happen sometime, right? He slid on his shorts and got back into bed.

Rain pattered against the window, along with the occasional lightning strikes and thunder. The two of you sat in the darkness for what felt like hours.

“Why did your mother slap you?” JJ spoke, the air thick with something you couldn’t quite explain.

“I called her a pathetic excuse for a mother. So she slapped me. Then she left.” You turned to face JJ, your faces inches away from each other.

“Why didn’t you come to see us? You were gone for a long time, or at least a long to the three of us. We were all scared and confused.” JJ’s hand moved to rest on your cheek, staring at you. Even in total darkness, he could make out your features.

“I didn’t want to. I thought you guys hated me.” You relaxed into his touch, sighing.

“We don’t hate you, Y/N. We are all just a little disappointed that you never told us.” He moved a piece of your hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear.

The tension was thick, and it scared you. You’ve never been this vulnerable to each other. JJ never let his guard down, and neither did you. The time you shared outside was something that has never happened before.

“Do you feel better?” You spoke softly, wondering if that was the right thing to say. You didn’t know if you were overstepping any boundaries the two of you had. A lightning bolt lit up the sky, followed by a large boom of thunder as JJ began to talk.

“Yeah.. I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.” He shrugged it off and pulled the thin blanket up to his chest. You gave him a confused look. “JJ, I will always worry about you. That’s what friends do. We always look after each other and make sure the other one is okay.” You scooted yourself closer to him. You felt him shiver as your arm grazed his.

“Just don’t bother worrying about me, okay? I’ll survive.” His finger reached up to his face to touch the multiple cuts and bruises on his face. You heard him wince as the wind picked up outside.

Rain began rapidly pattering against the window, wind shaking the trees and scraping up against the side of the shack.

“JJ look.. I’m sorry for going full ghost on you guys for that long. I should’ve let you all know that I was okay.” You whispered, your hand resting on his shoulder as you laid your side to look at him.

“Nah I get it. I do it too.” JJ shrugged. You stared into his blue eyes, trying to figure out what was going on inside of that beautiful brain of his. He was too focused on the storm outside to realize that you were staring at him. When he finally made eye contact with you, your heart seemed to have skipped a beat.

“What?” He asked, his voice soft and caring. “Nothing.” You mumbled and laid down, getting comfortable with your pillow and the blanket you were currently sharing with JJ.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” JJ said before he turned on his side and tried to fall asleep. You were facing his back, your eyes glued to him. Slowly but surely your eyes closed and you both fell asleep to the sound of the wind and rain outside.

-

When you opened your eyes the next morning, you felt a heavy weight on your chest. Looking down, you saw JJ sleeping on you, his hand draped across your stomach with soft snores emitting from his mouth. You smiled and brushed some hair out of his face. You inspected his small cuts and bruises on his face, your index finger grazing each and every one of them.

Soon JJ’s eyes peeled open and he looked up at you. “What are you doing?” He mumbled, his eyes darting to your lips and then back up to your eyes.

“Oh, nothing. Good morning.” You replied, moving your finger away from his face. JJ rolled himself off of you and got out of bed, mumbling a ‘good morning’ before he exited the room and went to find the others. You followed him shortly after, finding no one in the living room.

“Uh.. guys?” JJ questioned, walking around the small boat house as he tried to find his friends. You then spotted John B outside, along with Kiara and Pope. “JJ, they’re outside.” You spoke before walking outside.

You looked around at the damage the hurricane had caused. Branches and twigs were scattered around the yard, along with a lot of random debris covering most of the grass. “Holy shit. She really did a number.” JJ admitted, walking around the yard, stepping on some twigs and picking random stuff up.

“Yeah, no kidding.” John B replied, his hands on his hips as he looked around at all the damage.

Surprisingly, the Chateau didn’t take much damage. You had noticed a bucket sitting on the floor earlier, so there must be a leak. Other than that, there wasn’t much else that needed repairing.

Suddenly, your phone in your pocket started to ring. Grabbing it, you saw the caller ID and it showed that it was your mom. “You have to be kidding me.” You muttered under your breath.

Catching your friends’ attention, they all turned to look at you. “Your mom?” Pope asked, wincing to himself once you nodded.

You answered the call and put your phone up to your ear. “Y/F/N Y/L/N, what in the hell do you think you’re doing?!” She screamed through the phone.

“What do you mean?” You kept your voice calm and controlled, because you knew if you raised your voice this phone call would be a lot worse than it already is.

“Leaving the house when I’m not there?! Doing god knows what with those low life’s?!” Your mom responded through the phone, her voice getting increasingly louder by the second.

“First of all, you left me!! What the hell was I supposed to do holed up in that house?! And I have told you this time and time again, they are not low lifes!” You retaliated back, making sure that your mom knew that she was in the wrong.

“That’s what you think.” She responded flatly. You just scoffed. “You make me sick, mom. You really do.” You responded, beginning to walk around in circles.

“You need to come back home. I mean it.” Your mom responded sternly. She could do anything, but nothing would tear you away from your real family.

“No. I am not coming back home for a while.” You shook your head, making eye contact with Kie.

“Excuse me? Yes you are. I will send the cops after you if I have to.” She responded, now raising her voice yet again.

“I cannot believe how disrespectful you are right now, mom. No, I am not coming home. You have given me so many reasons to not come home. I am going to stay here where I am more loved. Fuck off.” You yelled and ended the call, not caring about what she had to respond with.

“God, Y/N, I am so sorry you have to deal with her. That’s horrible.” Kiara walked up to you and gave you a hug. You hugged her back, resting your head on her shoulder.

The rest of the Pogues soon surrounded you and hugged you. You smiled as everyone hugged you.

-

About 30 minutes later, everyone was standing around a large fire that had started to burn all the twigs and branches scattered across the yard, when a Range Rover pulled up next to John B’s van.

You were not surprised when you saw Rafe get out of the car. “Oh hell no..” John B scoffed, walking over to Rafe.

“John B.. John B. Relax. I’m just here for Y/N.” Rafe smirked as he looked over at you, holding his hand out to stop John B.

“Rafe. Get out of here.” You told him, staying near JJ just in case he tries to do something.

“I got you, I got you.” JJ whispered in your ear, placing his hands on your hips as he held you close.

“It was your mom again.” Rafe’s voice got louder as he started to walk closer to you.

“I don’t care about her. Now leave.” Your heartbeat began to rise as he got closer and closer.

“Nah, I don’t think I will do that.” Rafe was now four feet in front of you.

“Hey, buddy, back it up!!” JJ yelled, staring at Rafe to make sure he doesn’t make any sudden movements.

“Aw look, you have a bodyguard. How adorable. You know, Y/N, me and you had history. I used to be your bodyguard. Isn’t that right?” Rafe smirked at you.

Before anyone could react, Rafe grabbed you by the arm and pulled you towards him. He held you close to his back, his arm locked across your chest.

“You dickhead!” JJ screamed and ran over to grab you.

Suddenly, Rafe pulled out a gun, causing everyone to stop in their tracks.

He clocked the gun at you, the barrel sitting right on your head. You gasped, tears trickling down your face.

“Tell them, Y/N. Tell them what we were.” Rafe said, smirking as he looked around at the group.

“Put down the gun and I will!!” You yelled, only causing Rafe to push the gun onto your head more. You let out a yell.

“Oh, I don’t know about that. I think you just better tell them now.” Rafe looked down at you, smirking.

“Me and Rafe,” you sniffled, looking down at the ground. “we had.. history. More than what I have told you. We… we dated.” You let out a choked sob.

Rafe slowly moved the gun away from your head. “See? Wasn’t so hard, was it?” He grinned, stilling holding you close to his body.

All of the Pogues looked at you in disbelief. You couldn’t even find it in you to look at JJ.

“Cmon, Y/N. Let’s go.” Rafe gave your friends a little wave before he walked over to his car with you and shoved you into the passenger seat.

You were unable to fight him. You gave up, just staring at the floor of the car.

As Rafe started the car up, your friends started to run after you. Rafe quickly backed up out of his spot and peeled away. The last thing you saw out of the passenger side window was JJ, looking scared and very upset.

[andthebubbles]

i was gonna write this post after the race tonight but i’ll have to sleep pretty soon after it finishes so here i am at 3.07pm writing this. (i sure hope the race isn’t gonna piss me off/leave me tilted in some way!! i have work tomorrow, which so far involves picking up stuff from one person aka i’m gonna be PAID to DRIVE i mean fuck yeahhhh)

there’s one thing i’m pretty glad of and that’s about today being my last day of watching f1 (at least until/if seb gets a f1 job in management or something, but then i’ll probably just pay attention to the pictures/whatever video we have, and not watch the racing again until everyone i hate has left the grid). i will not miss f1. i will still be writing simi fic though (and sebson and martian and whatever tickles my fancy). i have not liked f1 since they got rid of the V8s. and it’s made me realise that with cars i go for the sound, the sound is important; in racing it’s almost all the same to me (it can be exciting, it usually has a chunk of boringness in it, and i always feel like i’d like it better if i was actually the one (capable of) racing) but the SOUND is what differentiates one series from another for me. i can watch heaps of rally because it sounds glorious, i can leave V8+ f1 on in the background and just enjoy the engines singing. but when they brought in the V6s they just don’t sound good to me, and that’s really the reason why i stopped liking f1.

people who aren’t max fans tend to hate rbr these days i’ve noticed, but i am almost 100% sure that every other team is as dirty as rbr (or has the potential to be). it’s just that rbr is more well publicised, it’s more hateable, it’s filling the niche as the bad evil team, idk. i don’t tend to hold things like this against them because it’s all the same everywhere, and if seb hasn’t boycotted them, seb who actually knows them, then that’s good enough for me.

i will always have a soft spot for rbr seb. maybe you could say that rbr seb is the one i still like. i think if i’d gotten into f1 when seb was at am, i might not have cared about him one bit/just been very indifferent towards him (apart from his rainbowness, but that’s not enough for me to like a person). (i’m not one of those people who like famous people based on their beliefs, but rather whatever i perceive their personality to be.) i liked how rbr seb wanted to win at all costs, i liked his little nuggets of wisdom about life and how to deal with things. i’m sure if am seb had a car that could win races, we’d probably get this ‘win at all costs’ mentality back, but that’s not what happened, and i really do miss it, i relate to it better. ofc what seb is doing now is very nice but i will always like more that singlemindedness to win, that huge focus on racing, because it means he’s still hungry (i know he still is, but when the car can’t win i think probably that just has to be shoved to the backseat or you’d risk being angry all the time, idk (i’m projecting, but this is me trying to understand it))

i love that this is a wall of text XDDD because that means less people are likely to read all of it

i’ve deliberately not found another driver to like on the current grid because i want to be away from f1 asap. the thing that kills you with watching any sport is the hope, imo. but i think maybe that’s just me feeling things very intensely and not knowing how to deal with it, apart from shoving it all away. and now i get to burn bridges! i’m good at that i guess, it keeps things simple.

i’m not gonna miss seb in f1, probably because i won’t be watching f1 anymore so it makes no difference to me. i’ll admit though that once i got away from all the (melo)dramatic posts i saw on the seb tracked tag that yeah there were some pics i saw that made me feel something. sort of like, ~the last track walk, the last whatever. i don’t remember such an outpouring of love for a driver retiring (the ones i remember are mark and kimi (i missed jenson’s retirement)) but i could be wrong, since i’ve never liked mark so i was glad when he left, and kimi... i was just getting back into watching f1 so i don’t really remember. i missed him more the next year when f1 started up again and he wasn’t there. but he looks really happy this year every time i’ve seen him, so hopefully seb will be like that too

yeah i just, idk. fingers crossed seb gets to do the whole race and that he’s happy by the end of it. i just want the dude to be happy, whatever happens. i don’t care about him leaving f1 as long as he’s happy

[miss-smrxtiee]

-Unwanted Celebration-

MC (Riley Williams) x Drake

Liam, Maxwell, Hana, Olivia

Summary: Drake gets a little suprise on his special day. But much to his distaste, they’re not backing down.

A/N: I just REALLY wanted to be crazy with this because I had two cups of coffee and a lollipop my brother gave me so the sugar rush is REAL. P.S (MC is with Drake for this fic although I alternate between Liam and Drame because they are perfect)

Warnings: Swearing and a whole damn truck full o’ laughs and fluff.

Tags: (Ty for the support if you would like to be added or removed just DM me or let me know 💖❤️)

@ravenpuff02

@princess-geek

@gkittylove99

@texaskitten30

@sophie-and-shizuku

@kinkypot

-Masterlist-

-Prompt List- (ask me!)

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BEEP! BEEP!

BEEP! BEEP!

WACK!

Drake groans as he wacks his alarm. I absolutely hate the fucking weekdays. Why do I gotta wake up so unreligiously early...

He runs a hand down his face before rolling out of bed and walking to the bathroom. He brushes his teeth in the mirror and grabs his AirPod Pros to listen to Spotify in the shower. He steps out and splashes on his musky Sephora cologne that his girlfriend insisted he try out, he has to admit it was half bad, after combing his hair he changes clothes and grabs his phone but right before he walks out the door he looks at the calendar that was hung beside his mirror and his eyes widen.

Oh hell no.

He frantically looks around. What do I do?! They can’t find me. But before he could make a decision...

BANG!

The door was dramatically kicked open and Riley and Maxwell threw party hats at him playing Ayy Macarena by Tyga as well as jumping around him in circles.

Too fucking late...

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARSHMALLOW!!!!!!!!” Riley squeaked throwing her arms around his neck and Liam, Hana, and Olivia walking in behind the two with smirks.

“I told you I hated birthdays.” Drake growled at Liam for reminding them.

“Might of let it slide... oopsie!” Liam said with a smirk you could practically hear.

“WOOOOO MY MANS B-DAY BE 2DAY!” Maxwell said popping some champagne and plopping a tiny party hat on Drake’s clearly annoyed face while Riley laughs.

Riley attempts to pinch his cheeks into a smile but he glares at his friends and she fails. “Come on!!! Lighten up Marshmallow!” Riley said bouncing on her toes while Olivia takes a swig if her champagne and Hana tries to hold off her laughter.

“Please don’t tell me we are having a party.” Drake said, pinching the bridge of his nose while a headache creeps up. Hana and Maxwell are to busy doing the Macarena to the song that they didn’t hear them but Liam and Olivia walk up and explain.

“We mighttttt of reserved a VIP table at this popular club that I heard had great whiskey.” Drake lifts his eyebrows at the mention of good whisky and the two laugh noticing his mood shift.

“MY MAN.” Maxwell yells from the make shift ‘dance floor’ they had set up in the middle of his bedroom with a small speaker which was now playing Party Rock Anthem by LMFAO.

“Max, chill please my head is about to explode.” Drake desperately pleaded but Maxwell shook his head and started jumping around chugging his Champagne.

“WE GON’ GET LIT TONIGHT” Maxwell squeaked. Riley cheered and he shook his head before turning back to Liam who was practically dying from laughter.

“you are so fucking dead Rhys...” Drake said with a growl, only making Liam and Olivia laugh harder.

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Later that evening...

“You can’t be serious Williams...” Drake growled at her looking back at his outfit that matched with her dress. It was a simple black dress shirt and his usual jeans which was no problem but..

The damn party hat....

“It looks cute on you!!” Riley said adjusting it on his head before grabbing his hand and pulling him outside to the car where the rest of their group sat cheering.

“So you dragged the beast.” Olivia said with a smirk as he reluctantly sat inside.

“Oh shush.”Drake glared and everyone laughed. Maxwell turns his attention to Drake while the car starts and rolls down the palace driveway.

“DrAkeEe!!! You’re like, ancient now!” Maxwell teased and Riley slaps His shoulder. “Don’t be mean!” Riley said in a stern but still playful tone.

“Fiiiiiineeee, But you gotta at least have some fun tonight!” Drake just stared at him and Riley both as they used their best puppy dog eyes.

“...Fine, I’ll have. A drink or two.” He answered turning away while they all said ‘yay!’.

“Only a couple thought...” he clarified.

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20 minutes later...

“WOOOHOOO!!!” Maxwell yelled out on the dance floor taking his 4th shot with Drake.

Welp, screw a couple.

“Hey Baby! Look at this mechanical bull!” Riley squeake, Liam chose a western style pub that was close to the palace, he didn’t think it was that bad.

“You have to try it!” Riley said over the music.

“Uh-Uh, no way am I doing that.” Drake crossed his arms and tried to walk away but Riley dragged him to the enterance and his friends gather around to watch.

Ughhhh

“Pleaseeeeeeee” Riley pleaded, giving him a nudge toward the platform and Drakes shoulders slump.

When she looks at me like that I can barely think let alone say no to her.

“...Fine.. but only once!” Drake said and they all cheer as the bull starts rocking back and forth.

This isn’t soo bad

Faster...

Still not horrible

Faster...

Okay, I like a challenge.

Faster...

Oh yikes

Faster!!!

Drake suddenly falls off the bull and everyone starts cheering and laughing.

“Drake: zero, Bull: One” Maxwell said throwing back another shot and he laughs while Riley jumps up and down, excited he gave it his best.

“Max, I’m gonna have to cut you off soon.” Liam said while he and Olivia stand there like 2 parents watching over their kids do stupid shit on the playground.

“hEll naw Li Li, Im’ b whole new manz toNIGHT!!” Maxwell said throwing his arms around his shoulder. “I’m thinking Wellmax...” he stretches out his hand and moves it across their line of vision and Liam and Olivia laugh.

“That’s just a mixed up version of your name Max.” Hana said walking up.

“You just gotta chillax, like Drake over here.” He points at Drake.

“I’m not going to ‘chillax’” Drake said with a scowl.

“Sometimes, the people who deny the chillax, are the ones who need to chillax the most.” Maxwell commented while dragging Riley who dragged him out into the dance floor while they all danced to Conò by Jason Derulo.

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30 minutes later...

“YOU’LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVEEE!” Maxwell protested as Liam dragged him out of the pub.

“Nope, too much alcohol for you today bud. It’s time to go home.” Liam responded, placing him in the SUV.

“Weeeeee!!!” Riley squealed while Bastien rolls her into the back seat next to Drake while Maxwell is at his other said and the others make their way into the car.

“dRake. My MANZ. How whus the NIGHT, we got LIT.” Maxwell clapped his shoulder and Riley snorts.

“Yeahhhh lets get you two back to the palace...” Drake responded and Riley plants a sloppy kiss on his cheek and falls asleep on his shoulder.

“Daumn, that looks comfy.” Maxwell said, imitating Riley and Drake sighs in frustration. Out of the corner of his eye he can see Liam snap a picture.

“Hey!” Drake exclaims while Hana, Olivia, Liam, and even Bastien try to hold in their laughter and Drake just shakes his head.

“You are all insufferable...” Drake mumbles loud enough for them to hear it.

“Yeah but you love us anyways” Liam said batting his eyes at him dramatically and they all laugh.

“Yeah. I guess I do.” Drake answers looking down at Riley and kissing the top of her head and mouths ‘I love you’ keeping his mouth there. He feels a wave of exhaustion flow over him and in a matter of minutes he’s asleep with his head resting on Riley’s and Maxwell’s snoring completing the scene.

“Well aren’t they adorable.” Olivia sates with a smile.

And with the 3 drunk baby acting adults, they drive home, only to do it again the next time...

Thank you for reading! -💖Sol

[thewaterisblackwithvenom]

HoW DID I NOT REALLY THINK ABOUT THIS

Reading cupofcowboys tags on a Kieran post f*cking. Pointed out another thing to me that makes me ???? about Kieran. 

His day starts out as it has for the past like, month.

Tied to a tree, starving, dehydrated, ridiculed, sobbing.

Is threatened with castration.

To make a point how much he dislikes Colm he flat out states to Dutch Van Der Linde’s big stinky face that he likes Colm less then he likes him, “no offense” (I love that Dutch literally was like “pfft none taken!” he does win points 4 that)

Has to hang onto Marston’s greasy *ss the entire ride to the cabin(yes I’m throwing this in here bc I will never not harass John about why he didn’t BATHE), a man with Great Authority Arthur: John? Shut that boy up. John: Enough out of you! (fsldkfj that’s my boy. Tho honestly, considering how you can f*cking knock your captives in the face on bounty missions, John really gets points for literally just saying “shut up” instead of threatening and/or hitting him. Thank u John) 

While hanging on to Marston’s greasy *ss, has the balls to flat out say that they’re not that different than the O’Driscoll’s. For a guy who obviously wants to live, that is like. One of the dumbest f*cking things he could’ve said. Like boy. You might have a point but mayhaps keep your mouth shut?? Like two minutes ago the giant dude behind you was threatening to castrate you with a knife. But damn go off I guess.

Once they get to the cabin, stays behind and watches his former gang get slaughtered. That could’a been you kid.

Somewhere along the lines picks up a gun?? Honestly that was a bit of a risky move. A prisoner flat out picking up a weapon, and strapping on a damn gunbelt in front of three people who are really just looking for a reason to kill him. Like this was before anything was said about what they were gonna do with him. Wtf was he thinking.

Ofc, saves Arthur’s life. Shot that b*tch in the kidney. Or stomach. Liver. Idk I’m not a doctor I never remember what organs are where leave me alone

Is accused of setting them up, quickly has to blurt out the obvious

Once he’s cleared to go run off, points out he’s pretty much dead out there and flat out states I’m one of you now. Boy.

And then right after they’re like “yeahhhh alright, fine, I guess. Ugh.” he’s all “oh btw did u find the money?? YEA it’s in the chimney!!” and pretty much skips off to go look. This motherf*cker has had literally the worst day. The high point is being dragged into yet another gang who’s only less terrible than the O’Driscolls, and not being castrated or killed. And then he gets genuinely giddy and excitable about stealing money from his ex leader.

If I was half as resilient as Kieran f*cking Duffy, I’d be pretty much unstoppable. I cannot believe I ever thought he’d just be an anxious little pushover lmao.

[queen-of-deans-booty]

Dream A Little Dream Of Me- Part 4

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,643

Warnings: Typical Supernatural violence, language, angst, blood, you know the usual

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Supernatural. All credit goes to their respective owners. Any and all comments on these are appreciated. I really want to hear what you guys think about this one!

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You rushed to the hospital to your dad’s room, opening the door and walking inside. You smiled when you saw him staring back at you. You sniffled and ran to him, giving him a big hug while Dean and Sam walked into the room, shutting the door.

“You’re okay.” You whispered to him, pulling away to look at him.

“Thank you,” Bobby whispered back to you and you nodded, taking a seat by his bed.

“It’s good to see you up and breathing,” Dean said with a smile, walking over to the bed and taking a seat next to you. “We brought you something.” Dean held up the files and research Bobby did before he was affected by the Dream Root.

“Yeah, I don’t know what happened to you guys but I encountered the person who was doing the damage. I’m going to go see if I can find him in his dorm room. You were right, Dean. It’s one of Dr. Gregg’s patient’s.” Sam said.

“Okay, call us with what you find.” You said and Sam nodded before walking to the door.

“It’s good to have you back, Bobby,” Sam said with a smile before he left. You sighed and turned back to your dad. Dean gave Bobby his research and while he looked at it, you stared at him.

“Hey, Bobby. That, uh... That stuff, all that stuff with your wife?” Dean asked and Bobby sighed.

“What actually happened?” You asked him.

“Everybody got into hunting somehow,” Bobby answered.

“But my mom…?”

“It happened after your mom and I. Look, we weren’t going to work out. It was something you try with a good friend to see if you can make it work but it didn’t. We remained good friends after that and she was actually Karen’s maid of honor.”

“Oh, okay, sorry.” You nodded.

“Don't be sorry. If it weren't for you, I'd still be lost in there. Or dead. So, thank you.” Bobby said.

“Yeah, anytime.” You said with a smile.

“Hey, Dean, can you get me some water?” Bobby asked and he nodded, getting up.

“Of course,” Dean said, leaving the room.

“Hey, I heard what you said,” Bobby said once you were alone.

“What do you mean?” You asked, having no clue what he was talking about.

“Your mother wasn’t a witch.” He said and you tensed up, not believing he actually heard you.

“You heard all that?”

“I did and I’ll tell you anything you want to know about her but witchcraft isn’t one of the things she could do.”

“Can I show you something?” You asked and he nodded. You looked around you and grabbed some pens you found on the bedside table and laid them on his bed. You sighed and put your hand over them and concentrated on using your magic on them. Suddenly, the pens started floating and you looked at Bobby who stared at the pens as if it were aliens. You raised your hand higher and the pens floated higher on command. You sighed and pulled your hand away but the pens still floated.

“Is that normal to you?” You asked, looking at Bobby.

“But if your mother was a witch, I would know about it.” He said and the pens dropped when the door opened.

“Here you go,” Dean said, handing Bobby a cup.

“Does Sam and Dean know?” Bobby whispered and you nodded.

“Do Sam and I know what?” Dean asked, taking a seat next to you.

“Her powers, what she can do.”

“Oh, yeah, we’re trying to figure that out.” Dean sighed. Before anyone else could say anything, the door opened and Sam walked in with a frown on his face.

“So, uh, stoner boy wasn't in his dorm. My guess is he's long gone by now.” Sam sighed.

“He ain't much of a stoner,” Bobby said, picking up a photo of the man in question, the man that Sam saw in Bobby’s head. “His name's Jeremy Frost. Full-on genius. Hundred-and-sixty IQ. Which is saying some, considering his dad took a baseball bat to his head. Here’s Father of the Year.” Bobby handed over a copy of Jeremy’s dad. You sighed and looked at it.

“He died before Jeremy was 10,” Bobby added.

“Looks like a real sweetheart,” Sam said sarcastically.

“Injury gave him Charcot-Wilbrand. He hasn't dreamt since.” Bobby informed.

“That is until he started tripping on the Dream Root.” You sighed.

“How did he know how to dig up your worst nightmare and throw it at you?” Dean asked.

“Hey, he was rooting around in my skull. God knows what he saw in there.”

“Yeah. How'd he get in there in the first place? Isn't he supposed to have some of your hair, your DNA, or something?” Sam asked, confused about that.

“Yeahhhh. Before I knew it was him, he offered me a beer. I drank it. Dumbest fucking thing.” You looked over at Dean to see him uncomfortable with what Bobby just said.

“Oh, I don't know. It wasn't that dumb.” Dean laughed nervously.

“Dean, tell me you didn’t.” You said, sighing.

“I was thirsty?” Dean tried to justify his actions.

“That's great. Now he can come after either one of you.” Sam said angrily.

“Well, now we just have to find him first.”

“We better work fast ... and coffee up. Because the one thing we cannot do is fall asleep.” Bobby said. Great, this thing is going to get worse before it gets better.

It’s been two days and neither Dean or Bobby had been sleeping. You could tell it was getting to him because he was irritable all the time. You still hadn’t found Jeremy or even know where to begin looking. You were running out of time because sooner or later, they were going to have to fall asleep sometime whether by force or not.

“I mean, this Jeremy guy's not a fucking ghost. Where the hell could he be?” Dean asked, driving along the road in the middle of the night. He shouldn’t be driving when he was this tired but he wouldn’t give up.

“Dean, you sure you don't want one of us to drive? You seem a little... caffeinated.”

“Well, thanks for the news flash, Edison!” Dean said angrily. You sighed and suddenly his phone rang. Dean grabbed for it and fumbled with it, clearly frustrated about this whole thing. You sighed and leaned over, grabbing his hand to calm him down. You looked into his eyes and he sighed, handing the phone over to you.

“Please tell me you got something.” You said to Bobby once you picked up.

“Strip club was a bust, huh?” You, Dean and Sam, had taken a lead but Jeremy was nowhere to be found at the strip club.

“Unfortunately.”

“That was our last lead.”

“Come on, Bobby, isn’t there something else? Does Bela have anything?” You asked. Bela was with Bobby right now after he called her for her help. She really wanted to pay Bobby back for saving her life.

“What do you got Bela?” You heard Bobby ask but you didn’t hear her response.

“Well?” You asked your dad.

“She got nothing.”

“Great! Dean is very close to going off the rails,” You said and by the looks of Sam and Dean’s faces, they knew Bela and Bobby didn’t have anything else to go off of. “Just keep trying and call us if you find anything.” You hung up and handed Dean his phone back.

Suddenly, Dean pulled over to the side of the road and turned off the car.

“Alright, that’s it. I’m done.” Dean said, leaning back and resting his head on the back of the car seat.

“Dean, what are you doing?” You asked.

“Taking myself a long-overdue nap.”

“What?! Dean, Jeremy can come after you,” Sam said like he was crazy.

“That’s the idea.”

“Excuse me?” You and Sam said at the same time.

“Come on man, we can't find him, so let him come to me.”

“On his own turf? Where he's basically a God?” Sam asked.

“I can handle it.”

“Not alone, you can’t.” You said, reaching over and plucked some of Dean’s hair right out of his body.

“Ow!” Dean flinched. You handed some to Sam while he got the nasty ass drink ready.

“What are you two doing?” Dean asked, looking at Sam who was busy making the drink.

“We’re coming with you,” Sam said as if it were obvious.

“No, you’re not.”

“Why not? At least then it'll be three against one.”

“Because I don't want you digging around in my head.” Dean grimaced but you rolled your eyes.

“Too bad,” Sam said.

“Dean Winchester there is nothing about you that I don’t already know. Stop being a baby and let us help you.” You said and he sighed, knowing there was no way he was going to get you to change your mind. Sam finished making the drink and handed you a cup of it. You put in Dean's hair and downed the drink coughing a bit at the taste. Sam did the same.

“See you on the other side, boys.” You said, laying in the backseat as you closed your eyes. You could already hear the snores coming from Dean.

“Wake up!” Sam said, hitting your arm. You groaned awake and leaned up, seeing as how you were in the same place as you were before.

“Did it work?” You asked and Sam woke up Dean.

“Jeez. For the love of God,” Dean muttered as he woke up, extremely tired. “What are we still doing here?”

“I have no idea,” Sam said. You looked out the window and heard a noise come from somewhere in the shadows. This was Dean’s head, hopefully, but it was a very dark place to be in.

“There’s someone out there,” Sam said, getting out of the car. You and Dean did the same thing and walked in front of the car, looking around. Suddenly, music could be heard and you saw Dean walking towards the source. You sighed and decided to follow Dean because you didn’t want him to be alone with his own scary thoughts.

You came to a clearing which lit up as the sky brightened. In the middle of the clearing sat Lisa Braden, sitting on a blanket with a picnic basket. Your heart hurt because so far, he was dreaming of Lisa and you hadn’t seen yourself not once.

“Hey. You gonna sit down?” She asked, not noticing you at all. Dean didn’t respond or move, just stared at her. She held a glass of red wine in her hand and she reached for another glass. “Come on. We only have an hour before we have to pick Ben up from baseball.”

“Dean, seriously? You’re dreaming of her?” You asked, making him snap out of it.

“I’ve never had this dream before,” Dean said, looking at you before looking at Sam who was still by the car. You stared at Dean and you knew he was lying. He wouldn’t look as if he could have hope that he could have it. You knew he was lying.

“Stop looking at me like that,” Dean said, looking at you.

“I know you’re lying.” You said, clenching your jaw before looking away.  

“Dean. I love you.” Lisa said and you scoffed, looking back at her. Suddenly, she and the entire surroundings shake before they disappeared. You looked around, not knowing where she went.

“Where did she go?” Dean asked.

“Dean, look,” Sam said, looking to where Sam was pointing. You saw Jeremy standing by the edge of the woods and Sam suddenly took off, making Jeremy run away.

“Okay then…” Dean muttered and when he turned back to see if Lisa was still there, he wasn’t staring at a clearing in the woods, he was staring at wallpaper. You looked around you to see the setting change into a hallway with two doors ahead of you and Dean. You and he walked to the door and when you reached out to open it, you didn’t have to since it opened on its own. You peered inside to see a motel room.

You looked at Dean before walking in, Dean right behind you. You frowned when it looked like the exact one you and the brothers had been staying in. You noticed across the room sat a man at a desk and a woman standing next to him, both of their backs to you. You saw the man clicking the lamp on the desk on and off, the light flickering.

“Jeremy?” Dean asked, not knowing who it was. You didn’t know who the woman was either but you hoped it wasn’t Lisa. The man didn’t answer but kept clicking the light on and off. Suddenly, when the light is on, he turned around and you gasped, seeing Dean but he didn’t look very nice. The woman turned around and your eyes widened when you saw yourself staring back at you.

“Hey, Dean.” Dream Dean said with a smirk.

“Nice to see you, Y/N.” Dream Y/N said to you.

“Well, aren't you a handsome son of a gun.” Dean smiled, trying to make light of the situation.

“What the hell are you dreaming about?” You asked Dean, looking at him.

“We need to talk.” Dream Dean said, making both you and Dean look at him from across the room. Dean walked closer to himself but you just stared at yourself. She looked like you, talked like you but you knew she was different. Something was different about her.

“I get it. I get it. I'm my own worst nightmare, is that it? Huh? Kind of like the Superman III junkyard scene? A little mano y mano with myself?” Dean said to himself, both of them walking towards each other.

“Joke all you want, smart-ass. But you can't lie to me. I know the truth.” They both stopped walking and somehow, they managed to switch places with Dream Dean by you and Dream Y/N by Dean, by the desk.

“I know how dead you are inside. How worthless you feel. I know how you look into a mirror... and hate what you see.” Dream Dean said, trying to rile him up but you wouldn’t let that happen.

“Leave him alone.” You said, making Dream Dean stare at you.

“You think you’re better?” Dream Y/N said and you looked over at her. “You’re no better than Dean.”

“You’re not real.” You said, moving away from Dream Dean but he grabbed your arm, making you stop.

“She’s right. You’re not real.” Dean said mostly for himself because what Dream Dean said was true. That is how Dean viewed himself.

“Sure I am. I’m you.” Dream Dean said, looking at Dean.

“I don't think so. Because see, this is my siesta. Not yours,” Dean said, raising his left hand. “All I gotta do is snap my fingers and you go bye-bye.” Dean snapped his fingers but the grip on your arm stayed there. Nothing happened and Dean’s smile faded as he tried again and then a third time.

“I'm not going anywhere. Neither are you. And Neither is she.” Dream Dean said, pulling you closer to him. Suddenly the motel door slammed shut and locked. You gasped and looked at Dream Dean’s evil look in his eyes as the grip got tighter.

“Ow, you’re hurting me.” You said and Dean was about to go over to himself and knock him out but Dream Y/N grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back to her.

“I don’t think so. You’re not going anywhere.” She said, smirking at you. Why were you acting this way?

“Like I said…” Dream Dean spoke, holding up his left hand in which he held a sawed-off shotgun. “…we need to talk.”

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[broomswept-thoughts]

Feeling baaaaad

Sigh. Maybe I’m just PMS-ing? but I feel bad. Not good... very depressed. Cynical, passive aggressive, mean, hopeless, self-sabotage-y, unhappy, tired, worried/ anxious, angry, frustrated. I’m upset and feeling a lot of bad bad bad nausea and anxiety from imposter syndrome (syndrome?) about Amgen, feeling like I wasted my Amgen experience by being in the lab and a) not pushing for a biomedical project, and b) not trying harder in Katherine’s project. I also am feeling the feelings about my previous research projects like wow, if I had a gun to my head and told to say my research, I would blank out on the spot. I feel like if I had tried harder, like been more involved with the SAT project or any project or have been more proactive about my proposal, then maybe things could have been different. I don’t even remember or know enough about astrocytes or the project, much less to be able to talk about it on the spot. I don’t even know the deCabo projects well enough, like I’m not sure wtf is happening with SLAM tbh like ???????? what the goddamn fuck. I’m forgetting stuff from the Pan lab, but tbh I could never tell the me from that summer that I should’ve tried harder. Like I genuinely would not be able to, when I was working around the clock, every single day, while dealing with emotions and feelings at near max level lmfao. I wonder what the fuck the Amgen project was supposed to be for me, because it was absolutely bland and meaningless af in my future career goals sigh smh smh. The literal only good thing was being able to meet everyone in my cohort, especially Julia. I stg, nothing else was worth it, especially not the research. Which was pretty disappointing. I *felt* the meaninglessness of the project, like what the hell!!!! But I digress.

Yeahhhh and in general I feel worse and worse looking at examples of the research statement. Like wow, no wonder I’m not gonna get in lmfao, I don’t have a patent, have presented in 3 national conferences, or have a paper in Nature, Science, or Cell like what the fuck. I have my name tagged onto one (1) paper, and while it’s good, it’s not God-level good. I swear, I’m going to just SCREAM, maybe I need to be working harder at lab???? Maybe that’s what it is?????? Sigh idk idk idk. I think it would at least leave me with less regrets I guess.

I think I’m lowgrade burning out from clinical stuff every day, even though basically Tuesdays are kinda not present (sigh... not to mention feeling left out more and more at ISB but I live far... and gas prices make me anxious.) and PM Peds is kinda just whatever the heck time. I’m just worried and worried and worried.

I also went in a tailspin yesterday and a couple days ago about Japanese identity and diaspora shebang. But in the end, I feel like no one is really good at keeping a convo with me, at least not in the way that I really want? I seriously didn’t know how rare it was to find a conversation partner on the same-ish vibe/ wavelength as you, I def was taking it for granted. But yeah, seems like most people who are Japanese American reside on the West Coast. :( I don’t feel as resentful about where I am or who I can interact with, considering that it seems that rarity itself seems like a component of Japanese American identity I guess. I’m just kinda tired with the topic, since I can’t change anything unless I literally move to the West Coast or something.

Also damn, I’m fucking tired of 27+ year olds talking to me on Reddit, specifically men. Like gotdayum bro, I’m a LOT younger than you, please go away. T^T Rip to literally 30 year olds like holy fuck--- And not to mention people are just. The conversation is soo fucking dry like what the hell, how is it this normal to be so bad at talking online, were you NOT born in the Internet age.

I’m just generally feeling lonely, empty, and kinda just tired and burnt out. I also feel anxious about applying to MD/PhD programs, especially my research statement. I’m worried that I have my hopes set too high, and that I should stop expecting myself to get in anywhere T20 (or dreaming of such). I have such high dreams, but the reality is just so slim. I have nothing particularly amazing to offer, other than my genuine self which is just as amazing as the next nice person. Sigh.

Would I go to a not prestigious MD/PhD? Would a MD/PhD be worth it at the worst school on your list (hmm... or most disappointing, which would be UMD? But also maybe Pittsburgh)? The worst case scenario would be choosing between UMD, Pittsburgh, and Rutgers. Or idk if worst case scenario, but let’s just say the most low-keyed, kinda disappointing future. Not superrr excited about these, but they’re legit possibilities. Umm... Idk if I wanna go to UMD, I’m just sick of Maryland lol. I think I would choose Pittsburgh, it was a pretty nice city, liveable, and new. I liked the PD relatively, and I think it could be good. Then next UMD and finally Rutgers (or vice versa maybe; I’m seriously not too sure about this one). The least exciting school would be UMD maybe, since it’s just in Baltimore and I’m DYING to leave. But at least it would be near my parents, I know the area already, and I know some people already around. It’ll be kinda a drag, but not as bad as other places to be feeling like it’s a drag to be in. I don’t think I can afford to not have UMD on my list. And as that med student said, UMD is a solid mid-tier school. Not so bad.

Anything above these three would probably be something that I’m so excited about that I wouldn’t be able to sleep. Maybe the next least exciting one would be UMinnesota? But I still really liked their program so I would be happy to go, pretty much. So I wouldn’t group that into my “disappointed but I’ll drag myself there” vibe lol. But yeah, it’ll be disappointing but at least now I’ve set my expectation to that level. Not going to expect much more. Just like with undergrad, I’ll probably only get into something that’s very normal, complete a very standard MD/PhD, and so on and on. I’ll apply to other schools for the heck of it, but I don’t want to be crushed so badly by this process that I can’t function. Yeah, a part of me wants to like get into Harvard or some crazy shit and laugh in people’s faces and brag and feel better about myself, but that’s more just my own insecurities and needing to ground my value in something ‘tangible” like prestige. The reality is, people that I want to laugh at probably don’t care enough about me to feel shocked or impressed or anything at all anyway. So what would it matter, they’ll never care.

My research is ass, but there’s nothing I can do to change it. I can read up on it some more, and I can try to remember more stuff? But I think there’s nothing I can do about my lack of presentations and whatever. It’s just gonna be what it’s gonna be, I just have to try more and be more present and engaged in my postbac work. I know it’s boring as FUCK but maybe it’ll get better once I do more work and analyze stuff... sigh, idk, but gonna just try. I mean, even the autophagy project seemed kinda boring as shit because I was never interested in PD or in a specific gene-kinda research, but it ended up being engaging by the end right? So I think it’s probably that kind of gradual process. I just need to dive more fully into it, rather than complaining about how it’s a waste of time.

unfortunately, I can’t be as accomplished as Julia or Jessica or everyone else who has done so much and have overcome so many things. I’m not naturally smart or talented or good, but I can at least change my laziness and become a harder worker. That is at least something I have power over. I need to continue maintaining my health, exercising, eating at least alright food, sleeping enough, reflecting when I feel very bad (or just not good in general), and trying my best without burning out. Keeping my goals in mind. Taking breaks when I feel sick with life and people and work.

[dresupi]

Oh Queen of DarcyLand fic, could I please have some Darcy/Bruce and Number 15. Thank you!

Pairing:  Bruce Banner/Darcy LewisPrompt:  "No time to explain, but could you pretend to be my S.O when my ex arrives?" 

Darcy felt like maybe she broke his brain, from the way it appeared to short circuit when she blurted out the question.  "Bruce?"  

He blinked once.  "Hmm?"  

"Significant other?  You?  Me?  Just until Luke leaves?"  

"What?  Yeah.  Yes!  Yes.  I'll...  I'll just come with you now?"  he asked, gesturing down the hall towards her apartment.  

She grinned.  "Yeahhhh, big guy, c'mon…" Reaching down, she laced her fingers with his, leading him back to her apartment and feeling like this was bound to be a shit show no matter how it ended, so she might as well not be alone.  

"Should I… where should I… how should I stand?" he asked.

"Normally?" she asked, pushing open her door and tugging him inside.  "How would you normally stand?"  

"I don't know.  I've either forgotten how to be normal, or I never was to begin with…"  

She snorted and led him to the couch.  "You never were and that's why I love ya, Bruce.  Let's try sitting, hmm?  Just sit and look like you're hopelessly in love with me and that should work."  

She stood back and looked at him.  He was sweating.  Looking around nervously, crossing and uncrossing his legs.  Sure.  That could work.  

"Perfect, Bruce.  You're perfect."  

"So are you?" he said, smiling weakly.  

"YES.  Say things like that.  When Luke gets here."  

The doorbell rang and she froze, turning to glare at the door.  "He's early.  Geez.  Maybe if he'd done that a little more when we were dating, we'd still be together…" she grumbled under her breath.  "No we wouldn't.  He's a jerkface and I hope I never see him again…"

She answered the door.  Introduced her new "squeeze", who was looking rather wrung out now that she thought about it.  

But miraculously, he perked up when she introduced him.  

Luke just wanted some dumb t-shirt she was pretty sure she'd already thrown out.  But she figured she should make a show of going to look for it at least.  And with Bruce here, there was no reason for Luke to follow her back into her bedroom.  

She rustled around in the closet, actually finding the shirt in question balled up in a corner under her gym bag.  Ooops.  

She pulled it out, made sure there wasn't something horrible smushed into it and draped it over her arm.  

"Here Luke, I found it in my…" she trailed off, looking around.  "Where'd he go?" 

Bruce shrugged, staring down at his phone.  "Said he was in a hurry.  Had to leave."  

She smirked and tossed the shirt across the room and onto the dining room table.  "You didn't have anything to do with that, did you?"  

He shrugged again, still staring at his phone, swiping around like he was checking email and not trying to keep from looking her in the eye.  "I have no control over what people do after I talk to them."  

Crossing her arms over her chest, she sat back on her hip.  "In case I have to answer questions regarding his disappearance?"  

Bruce chuckled.  "Nothing like that. He asked me if we were really dating.  I said yes.  He laughed, said he could 'take me' if necessary."  He paused to roll his eyes.  "I simply told him that I have a one year chip in anger management that I'm not afraid to lose and that I'm second from the highest rank in my Capoeira training… It's definitely not my fault that Luke mixed up Capoeira and Krav Maga… or that he ran out of here so quickly that I couldn't correct him."

"Bruce.  You are awesome.  Thank you."

He stood up, "Well.  It was easy when I stopped blithering around like an idiot and actually stepped up."      

"The blithering around was pretty cute, not gonna lie."  

He blushed and walked towards the door.  "Glad you thought so."  

"Wanna stay for dinner, Bruce?  As a thank you?"  

"You don't need to do that, Darcy…"  

"I know.  But I want to.  So, you wanna?  I'm making… chicken of some sort?"  She grinned widely.

"Wow, that's uncanny. Chicken of some sort is my favorite."  

"Well, then you have to stay."  

"I guess I do.  It's fate."

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[anxiety-trademark]

The week in review:

Raw 10/05 NXT 10/07 NXT UK 10/08 Smackdown 10/09 + Main Event 10/08

Raw:

“This Asuka reign has been spectacular thus far,” d e b a t a b l e

Is Asuka continuing her feud with Zelina? If so, why? If not, why is this 6 woman match happening? Just spinning your wheels some more?

It’s been an interesting experience watching Dana grow throughout the years. Also nice flip by Nattie off of Dana’s headscissors takedown.

Love to see Dana and Mandy matching colors. Tag teams matching gear is my jam. Next is a theme song/name.

Lovely delayed double suplex by Dandy.

Small mistake in Mandy nearly falling over, but I mostly want to compliment the slide her boots did against the mat lmao. That was probably unintended, but looked super smooth.

I actually like Mandy now that she’s not imitating a stripper, but I’d really appreciate it if she could learn new trash talk that isn’t just, “who do you think you are,” repeated ad nauseam.

I don’t watch Main Event, but they should consider having Mandy and Dana wrestle more on there if they don’t already. Those are 2 that can use the consistent practice.

There’s so many minor things Natalya does to keep matches together with greener women. She deserves more respect.

Man these women work incredibly well together. Asuka, Nattie, Dana, Lana, Mandy... so cohesive. Loved that entire ending sequence from the moment Lana and Asuka tagged in. Lana has really increased her speed as well.

I am here to dole out positive praise for the blondes that nobody gives any credit to. Remembering where Dana was in 2016, Lana was in 2017, or even Mandy was in 2018, and seeing them all now? They get my applause. The midcard on Raw is entertaining, sue me. Fun match.

pppfffftttttt love how Zelina just slowly slinks outta the ring like, “yeahhhh have fun with that, this ain’t my fight peace.”

Alright ngl, I am now starting to get sad that Lana is getting rekt nearly every week. rip. First match of the night btw and the commentators are losing their desk lmao.

Does KO have to spell out everything happening in wrestling? Sir I actually pay attention to the stories y’all be telling me. Can I get a condensed version?

“He’s everywhere,” Alexa is creepy and compelling, I’m gonna keep singing her praises til she gives me a reason not to.

I personally just hope Fiend uses new gloves for every new victim, what with covid and all.

“Bury a body together in the woods,” SIR.

I like that Alexa is kept separate from Bray and is solely attached to Fiend. I know that’s going to change, but for now, I like that line being drawn in the sand.

Omg he shed tears. Whew.

Why y’all allergic to showcasing Bianca against people who I fucking recognize lmao.

Again, I know she’s a college graduate. I know she’s smart on some fucking level. Telling me why the sky is blue (cept not really as it just appears that way) AIN’T IT THOUGH.

Put her in a match, that’s where she needs the most work. Jesus.

Oh good we get to hear Nia’s music on the way to the ring. She has the superior theme.

Nia body checking Ruby in the corner. I felt that.

I like Shayna’s joint manipulation, I only wish she’d wear down her opponents before she started in on it, cuz it drastically slows down the pacing of the match. There’s a spot for it if you get the momentum of the match going first, but she almost always just jumps straight into this. 

Ruby getting rekt. What Riott Squad need is a good showing. Not to be damn near demolished. I doubt anyone actually expected them to win this match, but come on.

At least Shayna sold the tornado ddt well.

Meh could’ve been a better showing for RS. Kind of disappointing. Liv didn’t even use any offense to break the Kirifuda Clutch, just yelled dramatically af. Tears galore.

Highlight: Seeing Lana/Mandy/Dana improve & work cohesively with veterans in Nattie & Asuka

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NXT:

Isn’t nxt supposed to be the brand that hides a performer’s weakness? Why does Ember Moon have a mic in the middle of the ring? Have her do a quick interview in the back, or better yet wrestle. Hello??

Don’t thank them, they are your coworkers, and only one of them even said welcome back. sigh.

GIRL I’M SHOCKED THEY LET YOU TALK ON THE MIC TOO like for what reason???

This is why Ember Moon will never be a champion on the main roster jfc. At least she can get away with being nxt champ if she refrains from speaking.

Well damn I was actually interested in Rhea’s promo, thanks a lot Raquel smh.

Io’s like “...nah, I’m good right here.”

Io is a woman of few words, but they are always flawlessly spoken and drenched in logic. Still a huge fan of her as champion.

Storytime. Becky Lynch has named 2 people as potential break out stars that could reach (close to) the heights she has reached. Sonya Deville was one, whom I believe Becky was right on the money with, and Toni Storm was the other. Now I don’t see whatever the hell Becky sees in Toni, but damn it if she was right about Sonya, I want her to be right about Toni as well. So I hope this heel turn actually brings the fire, decent acting, and passable promos from her.

Toni has a swagger you can’t teach; she has an aura and confidence to her. There are just some pieces that have been missing. We’ll see though, I’ll give her a clean slate to win me over.

*The Garganos receive a gift* No.

I kind of like that there’s an unspoken agreement between Raquel and Dakota that Dakota is the star who should win the title, with no lingering feelings of animosity or resentment between them.

Anyway Dakota you lost to Io, plz lol.

*The Garganos see potential in Indi Hartwell* No.

I hate Shotzi’s entrance and dialogue so damn much lmao. She’s so annoying, I’m not sorry. I’ll give her props in the ring where I see fit, but her personality is such a turn off to me.

Such a short match that I have nothing to say about it. Good for Shotzi gaining some momentum. Still waiting to see where Xia Li goes with these losses amounting.

Cool one of the best themes has been changed :/ rip Ember’s og theme.

Sloppy, sloppy attempt at a standing crucifix by Ember. oof.

Ember is short but she can sure jump high, this is true.

Ember plz sell.

Jeeze I nearly forgot how good Ember’s suicide dive is. One of the best, truly.

Great bump onto the floor by Rhea.

Flat landing by Dakota. Bravo. Love how Dakota bumps Rhea’s bench press.

No excuse for Dakota not tagging in when Ember got the tag. Awkward.

Looked more like a modified flatliner rather than a uranage, but sure. 

Love watching Dakota and Rhea work together. They have great chemistry.

LOVE Dakota’s Kairopractor. One of my favorite moves in nxt.

Great save by Raquel, great ddt taken by Raquel.

Sloppy “powerbomb” from Ember to Dakota... that’s a yikes. Ember indeed has ring rust. Eclipse is still a thing of beauty though, so there’s that.

I just want to say, I really like Rhea as a babyface and I hope wwe doesn’t turn her heel when she moves to the MR.

Highlight: Dakota & Rhea working together is always a treat

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NXT UK:

Tell me why the beginning of Dani’s theme reminded me of White Wedding by Billy Joel? The lack of lighting in her entrance does her song a disservice.

Really like Nina’s theme... irritating how they cut off Amale’s theme so quickly to introduce her, though.

HAHA Xia tried kipping up out of the leg scissors and she got popped on the midsection.

Lovely escape...? Alright well, fill the dead air with meaningless comments I guess. No, don’t pipe in applause for that.

Twisting her arms in reverse and then forward accomplished nothing.

I appreciate Dani’s underrated strength.

Decent reverse suplex by Nina.

Deadweight suplex by Dani. Nice.

Amale is... abysmally green.

Took a beautiful German suplex, though.

Do not like Xia’s finisher.

This match wasn’t a mistake, but man talk about lower card.

Much like I did with Toni Storm, all I see when I look at Piper now, is when she cried during the match with KLR lmao. Round of applause for KLR making all of her opponents cry kekekek.

“[KLR] better watch what she says, or else..” or else what? More of y’all gonna cry in her direction? oof your champ is HEAD AND SHOULDERS above everyone else on that roster, plz.

Sure she’s held the title for a year cuz of the pandemic, but if we remove all of that time UK spent isolated, she should still hold that title for a year minimum. Whenever someone wants to exhibit possessing the full package she has, they can step up. Even on the mic, KLR is untouchable.

Lol y’all can waltz out pissy all you want. I laugh.

“We've got witches that can't cast spells, Valkyries that can't fly, and these two can't even get along long enough to challenge me. And here she is, the worst of them all, the ultimate letdown... a piper that plays to my tune.” LMFAOOO. This is such a good promo, I can’t.

Knowing NXT, they’ll throw them in a battle royal to decide Kay Lee’s next opponent. Should run a tournament though.

KLR makes that title prestigious, goodbye.

Highlight: Fantastic KLR promo

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Smackdown:

Alright real talk, why did Sasha get a title shot here? Why would Bayley give it to her without a struggle when she damn well knows Sasha could easily be the one to take it from her? When was it even accepted by Bayley?

Tbh I kind of hate this feud unless they’re in the same room/arena together. They work magic together, truly, but all of the inbetween stuff was garbage.

Love how Sasha just wants to beat the crap out of Bayley. Solid stuff.

Lol Bayley goes to leave lololol.

These are some clean counters and roll throughs. Always give props to Sasha for her counters.

See, cool, Sasha and Becky’s hiac match was set up with a chair, too... cept they had a great match for 15 mins and then brawled all over the arena. This could’ve all been set up SO much better. Then again tbf, it doesn’t even make sense for Bayley to accept this match with her to begin with, so I get the intentional dq as quickly as possibly on Bayley’s behalf. Would’ve been better if a gm had set this match up instead.

Great acting by Sasha.

How long til KO just pops Bliss across the face? No I’m kidding, wwe would never do that. Setting fire to someone, on the other hand...

Nothing about this promo felt genuine to me; the delivery was subpar.

When does Alexa receive an upgrade from ‘supportive mistress’ to ‘queen that helps fuck up Fiend’s victims’? I do appreciate them taking their time with her arc, it’s rare to see them do such a slow burn and not drop the ball with it.

Highlight: Sasha’s aggression in the ring

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*BONUS*

Main Event:

The sheer hatred I have for Peyton’s theme. Awful.

Peyton vs Billie matches reminds me of the type of stuff I used to skip back in the late 2000s.

You watch best friends Sasha/Bayley, and you see some innovative, impactful moves. You watch best friends Becky/Charlotte, and you see 2 people beating the absolute shit out of each other with vitriol. You watch best friends Billie/Peyton, and you see 2 people who are afraid of hurting one another :/

Nice roll through pin by Billie.

Positive: there’s no crowd to boo them.

Just noticed the bottom row of monitors are behind the barricade, and I just want to know why tf they exist lmao.

Oh perfect, the second I began to regret turning this on, it ended. Okay anyway.

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*NXT shined the brightest. Love how they utilized their women’s division, even if some of it was a hit or miss. Also love seeing Dakota and Rhea work together.

[mysteriouskunoichi]

- here's a leorai fic i wrote because our tag is much too empty. this is set in an alternate world where they're human, and karai works as a bartender. can't decide if i want them to be secret ninjas or not, so that's up to you while you read haha -

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"I'll take another one." He lazily waved his hand, while his other one worked to hold up his head. "Here ya go." She passed him his drink, and smirked a little as their hands touched. "You're a very beautiful woman." The words came out jumbled together. His mind was fuzzy and things weren't quite making sense anymore. In other words... Leonardo was very much wasted. "Thanks sweetheart." She cocked her hip and watched as he took another sip, some drops missing his mouth and sliding down his chin. The tucked in button-up he walked in wearing now had a few buttons undone, and one collar completely up in the air. His hair was ruffled and his calm demeanor gone. She wondered what must of happened to him. But judging by the way he chugged his drink, it was certainly nothing good. "You're only talking to me so I'll give you a good tip, aren't you." His blue eyes stared right at her. "That's right." She spoke bluntly. This caused the man to chuckle to himself, and as she watched him, she realized she was thinking how cute he was. "Yeahhhh. Of course you are. I mean, I guess I'm only talking to you because you're distracting me from Chloe. I mean, I would've, you know, probably talked like this to ANYBODY that was behind that counter tonight. Seriously. But damn... did I pick a great night to harass a bartender." He let out a huge grin and put the empty cup on the counter. She let out a genuine laugh and watched as his smile only grew larger at the sound of it. "This Chloe girl your ex?" "Unfortunately." "Break-ups suck." "Yeah. Yeah they do. Also sucks when your dad won't leave you alone with questions about the," hiccup, "break-up." "Yeah. I definitely can't imagine it would." "Can I have another-" "Nope." She placed her hand on his. "I'm cutting you off." "Wow. You must care about me then, huh? You know I've found in life it's always the things people do that make you angriest, that show they care the most. It's when you wanna, you know, just get so pissed off. That's when you know they're doin' you a favor." "I guess yeah. I could agree with that. Not the only reason I'm cutting you off though." She winked. "What's your name?" The random and abrupt change in conversation took her off guard for a moment. "Why do you ask?" "Because I think you're really cute. And I'm just so embarrassed that you're seein me like this. I mean, what a fucked up first impression. And I wanna come back and meet you again when I'm not acting like a douchebag flirting with the beautiful woman behind the counter." The gesture was sweet. And normally, she wouldn't of given a guy like this so many chances. And normally, she wouldn't even think twice about not giving him her name. But something about him, maybe it was the way he dressed, the slight messiness of his hair, or the look in his eyes; made her drawn to him. And gave her a good feeling that he wasn't just another 'douchebag flirting with the beautiful woman behind the counter.'" "Hey you got somebody to bring you home?" "Yeah. Yeah I called my brother he's gonna come get me. Dammit I'm such a mess you must hate me." She smiled and walked around to the other side of the counter. "Here, lemme walk you out. You got all your stuff?" She put her arm around his back, noting the strength of his muscles. He grabbed on to her tightly, but she was surprised by how gentlemen like he was with touching her, given his mental state at the moment. As they exited the building and approached Raphael's car, Karai stopped walking and turned to face him. "Thanks so much. You've been so nice-" "My name is Karai." He stared blankly for a moment, and then his face immediately turned into happiness. He smiled again and she couldn't help but giggle as his cheeks turned red. "Thank you. Seriously thank you. I'm definitely gonna come see you again I mean it I-" clearing his throat "I'm Leonardo. And it's been such a goddamn pleasure to meet you."

[meiqis-wife]

get to know me tag

hi everyone!!!

i was tagged by the lovely jade ( @lgbtluna ), thank you so so much for tagging me!!!

rules: answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you’d like to get to know better!

1. nicknames: kenzie

2. gender: girl

3. star sign: pisces

4. height: 165 cm (5′5″)

5. time: started 20:35, ended 21:23

6. birthday: march 12

7. favorite bands: stellar, bts, dal shabet, 9muses, 1D, exo

8. favorite solo artists: lim kim, hyosung, hyuna, dean, does kim lip count???

9. song stuck in my head: signal by twice, which is hilarious bc I am... not a fan of that song lol

10. last movie i watched: the force awakens

11. last show i watched: stranger things

12. when did i create my blog:  created my main blog on jan 5, 2014, (I was 14 lol) and this blog july 10, 2015 

13. what do i post:  bts, girl groups, exo

14. last thing i googled: “lapras weakness” (I was battling Red in SoulSilver lol... i won...)

15. do you have other blogs?: yeah, my main blog is @gayer-than-planned!! i’m a lot more active there than I am here

16. do you get asks?: lol no

17. why did you choose your url?: originally it was the-alpaca-acquaintances bc i just needed a blog name but I changed to to meiqis-wife when I got into wjsn bc meiqi is my beautiful, adorable wife and i love her lots and she deserves everything in the world wow im really gay

18. favorite colors: light pink

19. average hours of sleep: hahaha um well even when i’m in school I don’t get a consistent amount of sleep so anywhere between 5-7 hrs and 9-11 hrs depending on my schedule and shit... i have a really unhealthy sleep schedule it pisses my mom off bc I'm constantly napping...

20. lucky number: 15

21. instruments: basics of clarinet (kinda I haven’t played in 8 years), timpani, cymbals, other auxillary percussion, bass drum

22. what am i wearing: yoga pants and sweatshirt

23. how many blankets i sleep with?: normally 2

24. dream job: panda vet

25. dream trip: shit that's  a tie between paris, Greece (I want to honeymoon in Greece) and Italy (planning on studying abroad in rome currently we’ll see how that goes)

26. ethnicity: white

27. favorite song right now: pied piper by bts

28. put your music library on shuffle. first 6 songs that popped up?:

I have English music on apple music or whatever the app is called and my kpop stuff on Spotify so i’ll do both I guess??

english music: blank space by taylor swift, up and down by shinee (oops I lied but I swear I only have like 3 kpop songs that I've actually paid for), don’t threaten me with a good time by p!atd, diet mountain dew by lana del rey, killer in the home by adam and the ants, lowlife by poppy

kpop music: lucky one (Chinese vers bc I am a S L U T for exo m) by exo, monster by exo, playing with fire by blackpink, sentimental by winner (a fucking bop), talk talk by snsd (the one from IGAB not Lion Heart), whistle by blackpink

29. grab a book nearest to you and turn to page 23. what is line 17?: “... majority was attracted to the policies of the Left, which demanded com-” king of spies, by blaine harden

30. who is your celebrity crush?: oh wow there’s so many I mean daisy ridley for one, I also have a massive soft spot for yoongi and hyuna

31. do you drive? if so, have you ever crashed?: yeah i drive, I've had my license for 2.5 years, and it depends on what u mean by crash... I kissed bumpers with a car once but the other driver didn’t evne file a claim so

32. the last book you read: asjkdjaklsjd i haven’t read a book in so long... I think a clockwork orange??

33. worst injury you’ve had: definitely my knee(s), the dude i saw dismissed it as growing pain (which is such bullshit) but I was still doing taekwondo really intensely so to compensate i put too much stress on my right knee and now that one’s been giving me trouble lately... my hip is also an issue, there’s nothing worse than walking around a hilly campus when every step feels like there’s a knife wedged hip lol

34. do you have any obsessions right now?: if you count kpop as an obsession... otherwise I guess photography?? i just got a pentax k1000 for Christmas so i’m gonna start taking photos again but tbh my depression has slowly been taking all my interests away from me... if i had been asked this 2 years ago i would have said reasing but now i have like 20 unread books sitting by my bedside bc i just have no interest in reading anymore it’s really sad

35. do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?: lol yeahhhh it’s something i’m working on... like i know it’s really unhealthy to be hanging onto grudges but sometimes i just can’t help it

 i don’t have 20 blogs to tag so i’m gonna tag @merumalade, @immaletyoufinsihbutonew, @deathbypcy, and whoever else wants to do it!!! 

since I probably won’t be back on before the new year, and maybe not for a while afterwards (winter quarter starts on the 9th but i’m going to vacation before that) I want to wish everyone a wonderful new year!!! make 2018 your bitch!!

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@racheloddment did this and because I’m coloring my hair right now and need to kill some time, I’ma give it a shot too. If you’re reading this and want to go consider yourself tagged :)

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people.

THE LAST: 1. Drink: Tea 2. Phone call: my good friend Rick 3. Text message: my sister 4. Song you listened to: some Lana Del Rey track, can’t recall the title but it was from the last album 5. Time you cried: maybe two weeks ago

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: no 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: yes. Reese. 8. Been cheated on: Not that I’m aware of. 9. Lost someone special: yes. 10. Been depressed: I’ve had some serious rough spots, yeah 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: I’ve never gotten drunk, period. I’ve had maybe one drink my entire life.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14: blue, purple, black

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: yeah for sure, some through work and a few cool people through the podcast ;) 16. Fallen out of love: no 17. Laughed until you cried: all the time with my nephew 18. Found out someone was talking about you: yeah, there’s a few toxic bitchy family members, so. 19. Met someone who changed you: I’m stealing your answer Rachel. ‘’Influenced yes, changed no’’  20. Found out who your friends are: in the last few years, absolutely

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: I don’t do Facebook at all. Never have.  23. Do you have any pets: no, but I really want one 24. Do you want to change your name: No, I actually like my name.  25. What did you do for your last Birthday: probably cried tbh 26. What time did you wake up: 11ish 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: probably on Tumblr killing time 28. Name something you can’t wait for: honestly, to see my nephew grow up. I’m just so looking forward to seeing who he becomes. 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: A few days ago. 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: I wish I had more drive, more focus 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: yeahhhh and it was a semi-famous Tom too. By that I mean he was in a pretty popular 90′s band which I’m a fan of. I caught him staring at my chest, which I mean, was a proud moment for me. 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: my ear is slightly itchy 34. Most visited Website: tumblr for sure

35. Mole/s: I have one like at the base of my neck and I’ve always kind of thought it was really cute and interesting 36. Mark/s: I had surgery on my right forearm several years back so I have a one inch scar there. I don’t mind it really but for a long while after the surgery I just couldn’t play guitar like I used to. Like rhythm stuff wasn’t too hard but doing any lead parts felt awkward and uncomfortable. It was probably two/three years before I felt like I was myself again in that regard. I think some of it was mental though too. And even now while I think I’m a super capable musician and recovered the strength in my arm I’m just not as fast as I used to be pre-surgery when it comes to lead stuff. 37. Childhood dream: pretty much to be the next Aimee Mann 38. Haircolor: dark brown, with an occasional grey...but i’m coloring it right now to get rid of the grey, so 39. Long or short hair: long hair for sure...my hair is amazing.  40. Do you have a crush on someone: not at the moment 41. What do you like about yourself: i’m hilarious tbh :) 42. Piercings: I had my ears pierced when I was a baby (why do people do that to babies? weird) but that’s it. I don’t do earrings, not my thing. 43. Bloodtype: O 44. Nickname: none that I can think of 45. Relationship status: Single

46. Zodiac: Aquarius. 47. Pronouns: She/her/hers 48. Favorite TV Show: Queer As Folk or The X Files...can’t decide. 49. Tattoos: one ;) 50. Right or left hand: Right. 51. Surgery: my right forearm 52. Hair dyed in different color: nope 53. Sport: I liked to play baseball as a kid 54. sorry this question was eaten try again later ---? 55. Vacation: I took a vacation earlier this year, though it was actually more like a staycation. 56. Pair of trainers: I have so many sneakers it’s ridiculous

MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: nothing right now but I was snacking on some sunflower seeds earlier. 58. Drinking: water at the moment 59. I’m about to: rinse my hair out 62. Want: a new guitar...which is ridiculous because I have plenty. I’m at that stage of collecting where I don’t know how many I have. You would think I’d be satisfied but I never am.  63. Get married: I used to think I would but after everything that happened with my ex Lonnie, I don’t think I’ll ever go there. 64. Career: I’m a that stage of life where I really need to step up and start making things happen and I’ve had opportunities placed in front of me but the truth is that I’m really afraid of failure. It’s because of that fear that I sometimes hold back from getting what I want and going where I want to go.  

WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses:  it really depends on who’s giving them 66. Lips or eyes: eyes 67. Shorter or taller: omg, tall for sure. Then again I’m mega short, at like five feet exactly so it doesn’t take much to be taller than me. But everyone I’ve ever been seriously involved with has been six feet or even taller. I didn’t plan it like that or look for it, it just sorta worked out that way.  68. Older or younger: oh man...i have a thing for older, I’m not even gonna lie. I have had friends jokingly refer to me as a sugarbaby multiple times. It’s...complex though. I’m complex.  70. Nice arms or nice stomach: arms...I don’t know why 71. Sensitive or loud: sensitive 72. Hook up or relationship: deep down I am the kind of person who just really wants a one on one relationship with someone but I have some pretty huge intimacy issues, so, it’s not easy for me to get there. For some time I’ve just sorta sustained and entertained myself with hookups, to pass the time I guess. In the future I do want a real relationship. 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a Stranger: no. Kissing for me is very intimate. My heart has to really be in it to kiss someone. 75. Drank hard liquor: no, don’t drink 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: I have like 7 pairs of glasses. I’ve never lost one, it’s more like I’m constantly finding them everywhere. 77. Turned someone down: yeah 78. Sex on the first date: it wasn’t a date-date, but I’ve slept with someone on the same day I’ve met them 79. Broken someone’s heart: I thought I did once. I mean he was crying. But then later on after everything went down, I honestly don’t know if he even had a heart to begin with. 80. Had your heart broken: once. Lonnie. 81. Been arrested: Nope. 82. Cried when someone died: yes 83. Fallen for a friend: once

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: sometimes 85. Miracles: No. 86. Love at first sight: nope. 87. Santa Claus: nope 88. Kiss on the first date: nope

OTHER: 90. Current best friend name: Rick 91. Eye color: brown 92. Favorite movie: The Lakehouse (look I know it sucks but I don’t care!)